Admiral of Hogwarts

"The two of us were brought to this room located under the passage by the professor. After that, the professor asked us to stay here and wait for them to call you out and give you a few instructions on how to open the door of this room. Professor McGonagall and Flitwick The professor left here, and Hermione and I waited here for five or six minutes before we saw you guys coming out." Hugo finally said to Harry and the others.

"Thank you anyway." After listening to Hugo's account of what had just happened, Harry and the others sat in silence for a few seconds, and then Ron said with gratitude. "If it hadn't been for you, I would have definitely been knocked unconscious by a punch on the head from that stone wife."

"What's going on with the stone chess pieces?" After hearing what Ron said, Hermione was quite curious about the levels below, so she turned to Veneto and asked. "By the way, can you tell me what levels you have encountered before?"

"We have just encountered several levels. For example, the first level is to find a way to pass the three-headed dog." Veneto said with great interest, but just when she was talking about how to pass the large wizard chess prepared by Professor McGonagall, At this moment, Harry's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Hermione, who was sitting opposite Harry, was listening to Veneto's story diagonally across from her, but she was also observing her surroundings, so she immediately noticed something was wrong with Harry.

"I don't know." Harry raised his hand to cover his forehead and bent down on the table. If Hugo hadn't taken the cup away with quick eyesight and quick hands, he might have knocked his head on the cup. "I feel like my scar is starting to hurt now, like it's on fire."

"How about we hurry up now." Ron, who was supporting Harry, raised his head and said to Hugo and the others. I think we should send Harry to the school hospital as soon as possible. Madam Pomfrey should be able to cure him. "

"No, not for the time being." Hugo said, shaking his head. "Professor McGonagall and the others just told me that everyone must stay in this room before they come out, because they are worried that the thief will hurt us or take us hostage once he breaks through their obstruction and runs out."

"But Harry now," Ron said to Hugo, looking at his increasingly painful friend, "and I remember that Professor McGonagall is a very capable Transfiguration professor, and Professor Flitwick once won the title of Transfiguration Professor when he was young. Champion of wizard fighting. No one should be able to escape their pursuit."

"Don't take any chances," Veneto said. "The thought of coming to Hogwarts Castle to steal the Sorcerer's Stone is a very abnormal thing. The fact that the other party dares to make such a decision proves that the thief himself must be strong enough. Maybe he can't defeat the two professors. We need to join forces, but it shouldn’t be a big problem to escape.”

"Then we can only wait here?" Ron's tone became a little anxious, "It seems to me that Harry can't hold on anymore."

"Don't worry, I can still hold on." As soon as Ron finished speaking, Harry, who was lowering his head, interrupted him. "I think I can wait a little longer and wait for Professor McGonagall and others to solve the problem before going to the school hospital."

Harry could feel waves of pain spreading from his forehead to his surroundings. He felt as if his head was going to split in two, but he gritted his teeth tightly because Harry knew that the person who tried to steal the Sorcerer's Stone was definitely a murderous demon, and he couldn't let his companions do it because of him. In danger of life.

At first, Harry thought he should be able to hold on. But what he didn't expect was that the pain became more and more severe, so much so that he finally shouted loudly and struggled desperately on the spot. He would have even hurt himself if Veneto hadn't caught him in time.

"Open the door." At this moment, Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly came from the door. "We've taken care of everything, you can open the door."

"Wait a minute." Just when Ron stood up suddenly and was about to open the door, Hugo suddenly stretched out his arm across the small coffee table and grabbed his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked anxiously and angrily. He didn't expect Hugo's hand to be so strong. He struggled several times but couldn't grab his right hand. "Look Harry, he needs treatment now. We should quickly let Professor McGonagall and the others in."

"It's not Professor McGonagall outside." Hugo said. Looking at Harry's painful look, he immediately guessed what the thing making Professor McGonagall's voice was outside the door. "Professor McGonagall, as the vice-principal, is fully capable of opening the door on her own. Moreover, she told us to wait here for her to come over, but she did not let us open the door."

"But Harry," Ron said while struggling, but before he finished speaking, the rustling sounds outside immediately disappeared, and then everything outside returned to silence after a slight explosion.

"Obviously I came a little late, but fortunately it was not too late." In the awkward silence, the door just opened opened, and Professor Dumbledore wearing a blue traveling robe walked in and summoned him The Phoenix Queen said to the Hugo siblings who looked nervously and raised their wands at him, "It's good to be vigilant, but I am indeed your principal and not someone pretending to be you."

"Mr. Principal, look at Harry. He has been acting like this just now." Hugo and Hermione put down their magic barrier and said anxiously. After seeing Professor Dumbledore and Phoenix, Hugo knew that he was completely safe now. , because no one can use magic or potions to imitate Mr. Principal and still carry his phoenix.

"Let me see." Professor Dumbledore said, taking out his wand and waving it gently on Harry's scar, then whispering a spell in his mouth.

As the spell slowly flowed out from the principal's silver-white beard, some silver-blue mist emerged from the principal's wand and sprinkled on Harry's face. As the mist seeped into Harry's skin bit by bit, Harry's frown slowly relaxed. It was at this time that Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick walked into the room together.

"How is Harry now?" Ron couldn't help but asked after Professor Dumbledore's temporary magical treatment. "Is he healed now?"

"My magic only temporarily relieved his pain. Harry's soul is now hurt. For the sake of his health, I think he needs to take a good rest for a few days." Professor Dumbledore said, and then he asked Professor McGonagall conjured a stretcher and put Harry on it, and then everyone returned to the corridor on the fourth floor along the stairs.