Vol 2 Chapter 269: Quarrel in the ear

"Shocking things... shocking... none of them died, it's a miracle... never heard of such a thing... really. Fortunately you were there, Snape..."
"Thank you, Minister."
"Sir Merlin Medal, second level, no problem. First level, if I can get it!"
"Thank you indeed, Minister."
"Your wound is terrible... Black did it, didn't you?"
"Sorry, Minister, I think Al, Potter, Weasley and Granger are four of them..."
"Oh, this is really bad."
"But I think it must have been Black who controlled these children with magic. I saw it through at a glance...Although it is not an Imperius curse, it is obviously a chaotic spell. They seem to think that Black may be innocent. They cannot be held responsible for their actions. On the other hand, their intervention may allow Black to escape... They obviously think they will catch Black single-handedly. Before this, they have done a lot of things and nobody cares... I worry about this. Let them look up to themselves...Of course, the principal has always given Potter special privileges, and Al's grandparents have the same status as mine..."
"Well, Snape, it's not the time to talk about this. I think there are still many blind spots in this matter. Regarding Harry Potter and his friends..."
"Actually... Minister, I have some personal opinions about this... Give them so much special treatment, is it really good for Dumbledore to do this? Think about what these kids have done, they Fighting with the dark wizard in the dungeon, as well as the dark magic creatures, this time they are the fugitives of Azkaban...Every time their behavior is enough to break most of the Hogwarts school rules."
"It's...no, I think they..."
"Think about it, Minister, these are the consequences of their special treatment. To be precise, Porter and Al... I personally try to treat him like other students. Leading friends to make them suffer Danger, any other student will be subject to a temporary suspension of school. At least this punishment. Think about it, Minister, for violating all the school’s rules-after taking all precautions for his safety-it's too endless. At night, company with werewolves and murderers... and I have reason to believe that he had been to Hogsmeade illegally..."
"Oh... um... well, okay... we will study. Regarding the problems of these children, I think they did not take the initiative to do anything wrong, they just lack some cognition and judgment skills... "
"Yes, especially Potter..."
"Uh... well... looks a little silly..."
"Indeed... So, Minister, I hope you can..."
Fanlin's head was a little dizzy, he was not sure whether he was there, whether he was on the shore of the Forbidden Forest or back to Hogwarts.
However, the voice he heard was Professor Snape talking to a voice he had heard, like the Minister of Magic, Mr. Cornelius Fudge... Fanlin's head seemed to explode.
That was the scars caused by the excessive consumption of magic power, plus the comments outside the door, Sirius, Harry, and himself, these were all Snape's discussions with the Minister of Magic.
Fanlin felt a little thirsty. He struggled to sit up. As soon as he raised his hand, his arm was caught.
"Are you awake?"
It was Hermione's voice... Fanlin held his head with one hand, and sat up completely under the influence of Hermione.
"Hmm..." Fanlin hummed softly. He frowned, "Is there any water, Hermione, I'm a little thirsty..."
"Oh... of course..." The girl seemed to be very surprised, Fanlin half-opened her eyes, and now the bright moonlight was projected through the glass window at night.
This is the school medical room of the school. He has to report several times in almost every semester, and it is not because of illness, which seems a bit...some pain...
Fanlin was taken aback by the thought he suddenly had, and he opened his eyes. He still remembered the cold arms of those dementors...
There was a cold sweat on his head, he stretched out his hand to grab something, and then he felt a cold object in his hand.
"Be careful." The girl's voice rang from Fanlin's ears, and then Fanlin's hand was held by Hermione, and the familiar temperature came from the back of her hand, which completely removed Fanlin from the nightmare. Pull it out.
"Come on, slow down..." Hermione said. She walked to Fanlin's side. She gently wrapped her arm around Fanlin's back, and pushed her other hand forward, pushing Fanlin forward. The water glass in his hand reached Fanlin's mouth.
Fanlin drank greedily, and poured a half cup of water into his stomach. This made his dry throat feel more comfortable, at least his voice did not have the weird tearing feeling.
"Thank you, Hermione..." Fan Lin said, panting slightly.
"Just wake up!" The girl clenched her hand slightly, which seemed to express the excitement that belonged to Hermione. She took back the cup in Fanlin's hand, and she was the first to feed someone to drink water. Do it again.
Before this, Hermione hadn't even fed Crookshanks, and this clever cat didn't need Hermione to look after him too much.
"How did I come back?" Fanlin asked, his mind still a little confused.
"It's Professor Snape!" Hermione said, and she turned and put the cup back on the bedside table, then picked up a piece of chocolate wrapped in silver tin foil.
The girl tore the tin foil off the outside very carefully~EbookFREE.me~ She delivered the chocolate to Fanlin.
"Eat two, Madam Pomfrey said that you and Harry need to add some calories..." the girl said, her face seemed to have an inevitable worry, "You and Harry were attacked by dementors. No, when Professor Snape and I rushed over, we saw many dementors flying outside the Forbidden Forest in the morning, and then I saw you, Harry and Sirius, all three of you were lying down. on the ground."
"It seems like this..." Fanlin shook his head, "They wanted to capture Sirius, and then Harry and I started to fight back with the Patronus Curse..."
"You two defeated them?" Hermione was surprised. What she saw was not one or two Dementors, there were hundreds of them.
"Of course not..." Fanlin smiled bitterly, "I didn't have any magic power at the time..."
　　
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