"But the most pitiful of all is Mr. Ron Weasley, this kid has been poisoned twice in a row, and he has fallen on his body, and he almost died. McGonagall's gaze shifted from Romilda Vanney, who was being led aside by Madam Pomfrey, to Ron on the hospital bed.

"You must be proud to teach such a student, Horace. Dumbledore looked at Professor Slughorn and turned his gaze back to Hermione, "Miss Granger, your mind is spinning fast to get a cow dung stone that can be temporarily detoxified. ”

The godly Slughorn was stunned when he heard his name, "Uh-huh, yes, yes, proud." ”

"It's good that it happened to Professor Slughorn..."Hermione didn't participate in the back-and-forth discussion between Harry and Ginny about how Ron was poisoned, but gritted her teeth and looked at her hand that had touched the wine glass with some trepidation, if this happened to another professor, it would have been too late.

"We can all agree that Miss Granger is acting shrewdly, but the question is, why is this happening?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"yes, why? This wine looks like a gift, Horace. Dumbledore walked over to Slughorn and took the beautifully packaged bottle from his hand, "Do you remember who gave it to you?"

"Actually, I was going to give this away. Slughorn's voice was solemn and tinged with trepidation.

"May I ask who it's for?" Dumbledore looked at Slughorn with a somewhat frustrated look and put the wine to his nose and sniffed, "Besides, if this wine hadn't been poisoned, the licorice and cherry fragrance would still be tempting." ”

Snape took the bottle from Dumbledore's hand and sniffed it.

"For you, Headmaster. As Slughorn answered, everyone's eyes turned to Dumbledore, and Slughorn looked up and left with his eyes on his face, muttering in horror, "I just think something is not right...... The truth is undeniable, I'm an old man, it's normal to have a poor memory, and now that I think about it, the direction of the bottle label really doesn't seem right. But I really don't understand, who would want to hurt me or Dumbledore, maybe he might not know me well. ”

Their conversation also caused a discussion between Harry and Ginny next to Ron.

"Who would want to kill Professor Slughorn?"

"Dumbledore thinks Voldemort is trying to pull Slughorn over," Harry whispered to Ginny, "Slughorn had been hiding for a long time before coming to Hogwarts. And......" he thought of a memory that Dumbledore hadn't gotten from Slughorn yet, "maybe Voldemort wanted to get rid of him, thinking he might be valuable to Dumbledore." ”

"But Slughorn said he was going to give the bottle to Dumbledore as a gift," Ginny reminded her boyfriend, "so the poisoner may have been targeting Dumbledore as well." ”

Harry stole a glance at Snape and saw that he seemed annoyed too, "In my opinion, it's Pan... Huh?"

"Hermione..."

Harry and Ginny glanced at Ron in surprise and then turned their heads to look at Hermione who was teaching over there, with a little embarrassment on their faces, and Ron in a coma read Hermione's name in a mosquito-like voice, but his current girlfriend was Lavender Brown - fortunately, only Harry and Ginny were beside him who heard him murmur.

The door to the hospital room slammed open again, and Hagrid strode in with the Weasleys in their hair, their bearskin coats flapping behind them, their crossbows in their hands, and their dolphin-sized mud footprints on the ground.

The Weasleys hurried to the professors as they walked to the hospital bed, and Mrs. Weasley grabbed Harry and hugged him tightly.

"Dumbledore told us you saved him with a dung stone. She sobbed, "Oh, Harry, what are we going to say? you saved Ginny...... Saved Arthur...... And now I've saved Ron......"

"No...... I didn't ......" Harry was almost squeezed out, and he blushed and said awkwardly, "It was Hermione who found the shitstone and threw it to me..."

"Yes, and Hermione!" Molly replied and hurried to grab Hermione.

"Really, now that I think about it, it seems like you saved half of our family's lives, at least you were involved," said Mr. Weasley, his voice tightening, "All I can say is that Ron decided to sit in your carriage on the Hogwarts Express, and that was a lucky day, Harry." ”

Harry didn't know what to say, but Madam Pomfrey hurriedly ran over from the bed next to him and saved him: "You can't have more than six people visiting a hospital bed at the same time!"

"There weren't six of us," Ginny pointed out.

"Oh...... To ......" Madam Pomfrey seemed to have mistaken the massive Hagrid for several people, and to cover up her mistake, she hurried to clear his muddy footprints with her wand.

The door to the hospital room opened again, and Ellen, who walked in through the door of the school doctor's room, made Harry and Ginny look at him a little embarrassed by Ron's muttering.

The disheveled Ankka was crouching on Alan's shoulder, futilely combing his feathers of varying lengths with his sharp beak.

Alan first greeted the professors Dumbledore out of courtesy, and then asked, "I heard that many students have been infected with aphrodisiacs and have entered the school hospital, so come and see, what is the specific situation, they are fine, right?"

It happened in Gryffindor, and Professor McGonagall felt a little embarrassed, but she explained the process to Alan again, after all, it was Hermione who didn't have any major problems.

"It's a pity, I originally said I wanted to take Ron to meet his old friend who he had met before..."Alan shook his head, then turned to Dumbledore and said in a condensed voice, "Headmaster Dumbledore, the mystery people seem to be moving more frequently and disregarding the means recently, do you think in order to avoid similar incidents, do we need the cooperation of the Ministry of Magic to send more Aurors to Hogwarts to patrol and guard?"

Dumbledore stared at Alan and seemed to hesitate for a moment, then refused, "Thank you for your advice, Professor Harris." But I think this is just an accident, their target is actually me, Hogwarts is a school after all, not the Ministry of Magic, it shouldn't be too much of a waste of the Ministry of Magic's manpower, they still have the whole of Britain to protect..."

Slughorn's hands were clasped together, his chin was slightly in his mouth, his gaze fixed on Alan, his lips moving, but his mouth closed.

"Feel free to let me know if you need it, you know that the Umbrella Corporation can help with that too..."Dumbledore's refusal didn't affect Allen, who bowed apologetically to the professors and gestured to Hermione, who was being hugged by Molly, "I beg your pardon... I'm out of company.."

When Molly saw Alan coming, she finally let go of Hermione, said hello to Eren a few times, thanked her again, and returned to the hospital bed.

Alan walked up to Hermione and observed Hermione's expression: "Hermione, your face is so ugly, hasn't the aphrodisiac been lifted yet?"

"I'm fine Alan, I've taken the antidote, I'm just a little tired. Hermione saw Allen's worried look, and instead she patted Allen's arm to comfort him.

"Little Eun!" a voice that seemed to turn a thousand times, and the sweet and greasy goosebumps suddenly sounded in the room, and Lavender Brown, who had been drugged before, finally regained her senses, ignoring the eyes of the others present, and saw Ron Weasley lying on the hospital bed in an exaggerated inquiring posture, and pounced on the other Weasleys and Harry, and exclaimed in a fuss, "What's wrong with my little Eun?!Did he shout to see me?!"

Harry and Arthur looked at each other awkwardly, and Lady Molly frowned as her daughter.

Lavender Brown didn't notice the strangeness in their emotions, her facial features seemed to wrinkle together, and she called out in horror: "Little Eun, my little sweetheart, what's wrong with you?!"

"He's poisoned!" replied Ginny, unable to stand it.

Ron on the hospital bed shook his head slightly, and Lavender Brown squeezed Ginny away with a flick of his hips, and took Ron's hand.

After speaking, she called affectionately to Ron again: "Don't worry about little En, I'm here, I'm here." She put Ron's hand on her face.

The little farce caught the attention of the professors next to her, and Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and wondered if she should stop the greasy behavior in front of her.

"Oh, the taste of love, it's always so moving, it's nice to be young, you can smile and express your love wantonly. Dumbledore clasped his hands in front of him in admiration.

Professor Snape looked at them, uncomfortably swallowed a head of garlic.

"Alright, let's go, everybody. Dumbledore called, "Mr. Weasley has someone to take care of." ”

After saying that, Dumbledore took the lead and walked out, and the students who had drunk the aphrodisiac antidote also left one after another, and their level did not need to be kept in the hospital for observation.

Only Lavender Brown held Ron's hand and stood by the bedside with a happy face, as if she could do something for Ron, and it was her great pride and honor to take care of Ron herself—only after she had fully expressed her feelings did she find that the other remaining Weasleys had greeted them familiarly.