Melta didn't know exactly how they got back.

All he remembered was that he had just stepped out of the Forbidden Forest when he saw Professor McGonagall and Snape galloping towards him.

Snape, in particular, was a great stride.

Looks like he's really worried about Harley!

And the moment she saw the professors, Melda also fainted because of her relaxed spirit and physical exhaustion.

By the time he woke up again, it was noon the next day, and he was lying on his stomach in the prestigious bed of the university hospital.

Turning around, Hermione was standing by his window, while Harley was lying on the bed across from him.

Speaking of which, Hallie also fell into blood mold. The school year is not over yet, and he has been in the school hospital for the third time. And each time it hurts more and more severely.

Melda looked at Hallie's bloodless face, her eyes trembling slightly, like she was doing some nightmare.

This time it's even worse, and it's estimated that I'll have to lie down for another week or two.

"You're awake!" Hermione, who was guarding her side, immediately got up and said with concern.

"Hmmm! Hallie..."

Hiss~

Melda, who was about to reach out, was suddenly interrupted by a sharp pain in her back.

He remembered that the abominable Noseless Demon had used the dragon to scar him on his back last night.

It hurts!

"Hallie is alright!"

Professor Snape looked at it and said it was fine, but it had been poisoned for too long, and it would take time for the antidote to work. It will probably take a while to wake up. ”

Hermione looked at Hallie lying on the hospital bed, and fell into deep self-blame.

It's all because she's so useless. Neither can help Melda, nor can they do anything about Hallie's injuries. Last night she was completely a drag bottle.

If it weren't for her own conceit, maybe Melda wouldn't have been hurt at all.

Hallie will also receive treatment as soon as possible.

"Hermione, don't be upset."

The little witch had written her sadness on her face, and Melda would be blind if she couldn't see it.

Her eyes were red, and she had obviously been crying for a long time. His face was also haggard and terrible. Melda had reason to suspect that she might not have slept at all last night.

"It's... It's me who is so useless. Hermione couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes any longer.

"Nope." Melda endured the pain in her back and reached out to caress her cheek. "You're important!"

Melda looked at Hermione gently, but the words in her heart were not spoken.

You're the spark that changes the world!

Hermione looked up at Melda, and when she saw the smile on Melda's face, her eyes moistened again.

...

Artoria had been missing since escorting them out of the Forbidden Forest.

Melta doesn't know where she's gone!

But according to Hermione, she must have had a long conversation with Dumbledore. As for what the two sides discussed?

Then they have no way of knowing.

And Hallie woke up that day. After knowing that she had transformed into a beautiful girl again, there were no waves on her face, and she seemed to be used to it.

But after Melda apologized (pretending) to tell her that the effect of the drug might last a long time, even months, her face was still confused.

Don't blame Melda for that!

The situation was urgent, and he had to pour all the potions he had on Harry. I'm also here to save her!

It's true!

Harley, you have to believe me!

After several days in a hospital bed, Melda's back injury was finally healed. Under Madam Pomfrey's harsh criticism, he was finally allowed to be discharged from the hospital.

As soon as she returned to the Gryffindor common room, Melda was immediately the center of attention.

It's no wonder that the little lions are curious. The sheer battle that night was so amazing that the huge cannons of light could be seen from miles away, not to mention the students at Hogwarts Castle.

In the past few days, there have been more than a dozen versions of speculation about the Forbidden Forest, some say that Melda took Harley to fight the dragon, and some say that the dark wizard was conducting experiments in the Forbidden Forest.

What's more, it was actually Dumbledore's Forbidden Forest that staged a pinnacle battle with a powerful dark wizard.

In short, all kinds of strange rumors are everywhere, and it is a hodgepodge.

But even if Melda returned to the dormitory, he couldn't explain it clearly!

What can he say?

Did you King Arthur of Britain kill Voldemort with a cannon?

It's funny!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and told it to herself, Melda wouldn't have believed it.

So he also learned Hermione directly, and all the questions were silent, and if he couldn't do it, he prevaricated on the grounds that he fainted and didn't see anything.

Anyway, this group of little wizards will only be hot for three minutes, and they will automatically change the topic in a few days.

It's just that what Melda never expected was. This time Hogwarts public opinion will shift so quickly, so completely.

Because the next day, when he was happily holding his book and preparing for class, he was surprised to find that the person standing in the class was really familiar.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class, originally Melda was still curious about who would take over after Quirrell's death?

He had guessed that Snape might take over, or that he might find a random Auror to support the scene. Who would have known that Dumbledore could be so big-hearted.

He even let Artoria take over the next course?

Boy?

Melda called out the good guys.

What is this? A swordsman who came to be a teacher for a group of mages? Defence Against the Dark Arts, it's better to call it Fighting Against the Dark Arts.

"How could it be you?" Melda looked at Artoria with a dignified face in amazement. Surprised I don't know what to say.

"Professor, Mr. Melda." Artoria was still holding the shelf, and said with some displeasure: "You have to respect the teacher, and when you call me, you must add the word professor." ”

"I..."

"Okay! Professor!!! ”

"My Merlin's beard, she's so pretty."

The lethality of the two-dimensional against the three-dimensional can be seen, and Ron surrendered without almost no resistance.

Hmph, what about the backbone?

Where's your Miss Evans?

Isn't your conscience hurt if you're so fickle?

After returning to her seat, Melda said disdainfully, "Cut! A hundred-year-old aunt. ”

"You..."

Before Melda could finish speaking, suddenly a death gaze pointed directly at his little head.

"Bang!"

Others may not be able to see it, but Melda can clearly feel a heavy gravity coming from her shoulder.

"Uh... What about that! The professor is forever 15 years old! Melda said quickly.

"Humph! Mr. Melda, it's not a good habit to talk about the teacher behind your back. Artoria raised her hand to withdraw the invisible Sword of Pact Victory, and then looked at Melda with extremely dangerous eyes.

"For this I decided..."

"Gryffindor deducts five points as a warning!"