Click!

In an instant, the dazzling thunder light was like a sharp sword that slashed through the sky with cold light, tearing through the darkness that enveloped the world.

The wind swept down, and the waves roared against the cliff shore, and the ground shook for a while, and even Hogwarts Castle, which stood on the high cliff, shivered slightly.

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid rushed into the Black Crush Forest with his little red umbrella in his arms, and in such bad weather, not only the centaurs, but also the Aragog tribe and magical creatures such as unicorns might need his help.

"Oh, terrible, I haven't seen a storm like this in years!"

In the foyer of the castle, Professor Sprout clasped his tattered hat tightly in his hand and rushed into the thunderstorm without hesitation.

She's there to keep the wind and waves from blowing off her greenhouse.

The world is stormy, but Hogwarts Castle is still strong.

Because of Professor Bryan's outstanding performance, the university hospital was once again overcrowded.

"I don't remember offending you there, Amosta!"

Madam Pomfrey rudely smeared white on Ron's back, and then hurried towards the girls' section separated by the curtain, and halfway through, she looked at Amosta, who seemed to be watching the bustle of strolling around, and said angrily,

"That's too serious, ma'am--"

Amosta touched his nose and said a little embarrassed, he wanted to explain his behavior, but Madam Pomfrey, who was in a hurry to give the students the medicine, didn't have time to chat, so she opened the curtain and ran into the girls' section.

Oliver Wood, who got the news, stood in front of Harry's hospital bed (already awake), looking at Harry with a look of despair wrapped in gauze,

"Is it possible, Professor?"

Wood turned to Professor Bryan and cried,

"Since Malfoy can talk about his arm, Professor, is it possible to get the Gryffindor team to play at another time?"

"Woo!"

Because his face was wrapped in gauze, Harry couldn't speak, so he could only nod desperately.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Wood--"

Amosta pursed her lips and said regretfully, "You'll have to ask Professor McGonagall, I don't count." ”

Looking at Professor Bryan with an innocent face, to be honest, for a moment, Harry, who was 'in tears', even thought that Professor Bryan was deliberately doing something before the Quidditch match!

"Tell me, Amosta!"

The crisp and rapid footsteps overwhelmed the group of young wizards who had no classes in the afternoon and had no fun because of the heavy rain, and could only come to the school hospital to watch jokes, and the crowd parted automatically, Professor McGonagall walked in quickly, and when she could tell who the 'white head' was, she pursed her lips tightly and glared at Amosta with a cannibalistic gaze,

"How many Galleons did Severus give you to murder the Gryffindor!"

Ahem! How did you find out about our private deal, Professor McGonagall...

"Don't worry, Professor--"

Amosta explained with a smile

"Most of the little wizards have suffered some trauma, so they can go back to take a bath with some white fresh, and they can jump or jump right away... That is, Mr. Longbottom was slightly more seriously injured. ”

"Longbottom?"

Professor McGonagall immediately searched the crowd, and then, after seeing the faint blood on the white gauze on Neville's arm as he had fallen asleep on the sleeping pill, she gasped and panicked to Neville's side,

"What's wrong with this kid, Amosta, don't tell him to fight the monster you got again?"

"That's just the way it is--"

Amosta said with a smile and a smile,

"Mr. Longbottom, in times of crisis, always seems to think that fists are better than wands--"

After making a round around, Professor McGonagall's anger and worries were finally calmed, and the fact was that as Amosta said, most of the young wizards in Slytherin and Gryffindor had only taken two sips of cold water, and in order to avoid being cold, Madam Pomfrey poured them a few sips of her pick-me-up potion and then arranged for them to go back to take a hot shower, because the school hospital really didn't have that many beds to accommodate them, Only the few young wizards who had been hit by water arrows or who were injured like Neville were allowed to rest here.

"Well, since that's the case--"

Professor McGonagall's rapid gasps subsided as she looked at Wood and Harry and said,

"While I can agree with you slowing down the Hufflepuff game, I think the Gryffindor students should be brave, Wood, and I still want you to give it your all tomorrow."

At Hogwarts, judging whether something is serious or not, whether the great Albus Dumbledore has appeared or not is a bellwether.

Now that she had made sure that Amosta hadn't caused a big mess and that she still had a lot of things to attend to, Professor McGonagall hurried away with a calm face and came to Amosa to tell her that he had finally decided to defeat Hinkpunk's Gryffindor to win his lab class, and that Professor McGonagall was not much better.

"Well, then, please rest here--"

In order to accommodate these little wizards, Amosta, who hadn't even eaten lunch, rubbed his stomach that had already protested and smiled, "Professor Lupin is not feeling well, I have to rush back to the office to take care of him--"

In the 'glare' of the young wizards, Amosta laughed happily.

Suddenly, he saw a head peeked out from behind the curtain in the girl's ward, and was looking hesitantly at this side, Amosta raised an eyebrow, and turned his head to look at Harry, who knew nothing, and Ron, who had already found out, but was pretending to be stupid.

"Still making trouble?"

After thinking about it, Amosta walked over to Ron's bedside and said softly.

"Oh, you know, Professor--"

After a period of calmness, Ron's tone was no longer as angry as it was at the beginning, but when he mentioned it, he was still full of resentment,

"It's clear that the cat killed Spotted, but she's never willing to apologize!"

Ron's mouse died a little strangely, and as far as the truth goes, Amosta didn't think it was the clever yellow cat that killed Spotted.

Because on the night of the welcome dinner, Amosta sensed that Crookshank Mountain had appeared in the Screaming Shack for a while, considering the distance between Hogwarts and the Screaming Shack and the time of the dinner, it should not have enough time to sin, however, Amosta was not in the mood to clear the cat's grievances, and after listening to Ron's muttering complaints, Amosta smiled slightly, and just said,

"Life is a one-way street with no turning back, Mr. Weasley, I've seen many... I experienced it myself a long, long time ago, and because of what I said and did on the spur of the moment, I will sink into the abyss of regret and pain for the rest of your long life, and I don't want the three of you to repeat the mistakes of those people..."

Looking at Ron, who was blinking as if he had realized, Amosta pursed his lips and walked out of the school hospital leisurely.



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