Outside the brightly lit hospital room, the people of Gryffindor gathered.

The Gryffindor team sat on the ground in frustration, their faces sweat and tears mixed with dirt, interpreting an indescribable sadness.

Percy stood in the doorway with his face pale and pursed lips, and behind him Fred and George lost their old looks, and their heads hung down.

Madam Pomfrey stepped out, beside a stern-looking Professor McGonagall.

"Now, go back and rest." Professor McGonagall said, "Charlie is fine, he just needs a few days off. ”

Professor McGonagall avoided Charlie's injuries.

But a few days of rest is a very serious injury in the wizarding world itself.

Percy pressed Fred and George, who wanted to speak: "Is he really okay?" ”

He tried to stand up straight, trying to be calm enough, but Carl could still hear the tremor in his voice.

Facing her favorite student, and at the same time the family of the injured in the hospital bed, Professor McGonagall had a much softer expression, and she said softly, "Of course, Percy, I swear that in a few days, Charlie will be alive and well in front of you. ”

Percy nodded, "I trust you, Professor McGonagall. Realizing something, he turned to Madam Pomfrey and said, "And, of course, you, honorable Madam Pomfrey. ”

Madam Pomfrey's face was not good-looking, but in the face of the student in front of her, she still smiled and said, "It'll be fine, child, everything will be fine, but the patient needs to rest, take a good rest." ”

She waved her hand and motioned for the Gryffindors to leave.

"Can we come and see him tomorrow?" Karl asked Ivan, the chaser who opened the scoring for Gryffindor. "Please."

"No ······" Madam Pomfrey refused without even thinking about it, but in the face of many pleading faces, she still changed her words: "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the injured will be able to see guests." ”

In the Hogwarts infirmary, no one can change Madam Pomfrey's judgment.

The Gryffindor people are gradually dispersed, and Percy is leaving in a hurry, and he needs to write to his mother who is still home for such a big thing.

Fred and George were reluctant to leave, but were eventually pulled away by Lee Jordan.

Carl stayed at the end, blocking Professor McGonagall's way.

"Professor, I have a question."

Professor McGonagall paused, "What's the matter, Carl?" ”

Carl carefully observed Professor McGonagall's expression and pondered, "It's a broomstick, about the broomstick." ”

"Karl ·······" Professor McGonagall complained, "If you could be more plain, the answer would be easier to obtain." ”

"Does this happen with a broom at high speeds?" Carl stared at Professor McGonagall, "Twisted, shaped, disintegrated." ”

"Can't say no." Professor McGonagall replied, "Not all brooms can survive that speed, especially those that are old, and the spell on them is not as strong. ”

She frowned and complained, "I wanted to buy Charlie the latest broomstick, the Seeker should have the best broom, but he refused. ”

"I see." Karl was silent for a moment, then asked, "So, Professor, have you checked the broom?" ”

Professor McGonagall realized something, and she looked at Carl with a look of surprise, "Carl, you mean······ Carl, you know what you're talking about! ”

Carr did not answer Professor McGonagall's question, but continued to ask, "Yes, or no?" ”

The annoyance on Professor McGonagall's face was palpable: "Carl, you know what you're talking about, you're suspicious, doubting without evidence, suspecting a student, no, Carl, there's no way Hogwarts has such a bold student." ”

She shook her head and said, "There's no way our students could do something like this." She paused, adding, "Even if he's a Slytherin." ”

Carl didn't expect Professor McGonagall to react so much, but he insisted, "Professor, it's just reasonable suspicion. ”

"Professor, please tell me if it's more likely to be an accident or ······?" He didn't say that possibility, "Likely? I hope the professor can check the broom, if it's the former, then isn't it better? ”

Professor McGonagall was silent.

For a long time, her dry voice echoed through the hallway, "I'll take care of this, Carl." Now, go back. ”

For dinner that day, Slytherin threw a big celebration party in the restaurant.

They hung their flags on the ceiling, and a huge Slytherin snake fluttered in the air without wind.

All the Slytherins were smiling, and the Slytherin players were gathered in the middle, cheers and applause raising their glasses from time to time, and there was a butterbeer in it.

Slytherins may not have been so ostentatious, but the recent wars have put a lot of pressure on them, especially with prefects like Terrance thrown down the toilet, which casts a thick shadow over their esteemed reputation.

Fortunately, in the end, the war was won, and the process was indeed a bit embarrassing, but in the end they defended the Slytherin position and fulfilled the cruel words that their prefect had put down before.

"Slytherin is not afraid of challenges."

This sentence was even made into fireworks floating in mid-air.

Most of the people in Gryffindor chose to leave the restaurant and hide in the common room to lick their wounds after seeing this scene.

Only a few people are an exception.

Carl is one of them.

Lee Jordan wanted to leave, but Carl insisted on having dinner here.

"Look at it, Lee, look at these guys." He stroked Hattings' head, his gaze sweeping over the celebratory Slytherin crowd. "Look at the people who are starting to celebrate now. Take this scene to heart, Lee. ”

"Carl." Lee Jordan said in frustration, "We failed, Carl. Do you want to sit here and humiliate them? ”

"Failure?" Karl looked at Lee Jordan in surprise, and then suddenly said, "Indeed, our Quidditch season is over, second place, second place, this is not a good result. ”

"No, more than that. There is also the House Cup. Lee Jordan cried with a sad face.

Slytherin had already secured the Quidditch trophy early, leaving them with a clear lead in the House Cup again, and with two months remaining, it was hopeless to catch up with the extra points in the classroom alone.

That's a big reason why Slytherin are so happy, as they are on the verge of completing their sixth consecutive title.

"So what?" Carl asked rhetorically, "Is tomorrow the academy dinner?" Is the semester over? ”

"No, Lee, it's not that simple. If everything in the world were that simple, it wouldn't be interesting. ”

Karl placed Hattings on the ground and sat up again.

"Now, let's eat and watch them laugh. Lee, keep this scene in mind, the war is not over yet. ”