School hospital.

Tonks woke up from the hospital bed and touched the white linen sheets, and was a little confused for a moment.

What's the situation?

She remembered that she got rid of the old toad and no one cared about her. She decided to stroll around the campus, including going back to the public lounge to lie on a soft sofa with yellow and black stripes, and going to the kitchen to eat Yorkshire pudding. Why did she go to the school hospital?

"Well, are you awake? I know your name from Professor Felix Hepp, Tonks," said a voice.

Tonks turned his head suddenly and looked at the other side of the hospital bed. This was a middle-aged (?) witch. His face was still young, but his appearance was weathered and his hair was mixed with grayish whiteness. He was looking at himself apologetically.

Uh, I think about it, what was I doing before fainting? There were fighting and quarrels, and I wanted to go over and see the fun...

"You knocked me out?" she said incredible.

Lupin coughed twice awkwardly. Although Professor Haypu's suggestion was to let him put the person in the school hospital and ignore it, he decided to stay and at least apologize.

"This is an accident..." He suddenly stopped. This was the fourth time he said this today.

Tonks shrugged and jumped off the hospital bed, "Wait, Mrs. Pomfrey suggests you observe it again," Lupin said.

"What to observe, the awakening time of the coma curse?" Tonks looked very proud: "I guess it was ten minutes. I have done confrontational training in the department. The best score is seven and a half minutes, but it is usually ten minutes."

Lupin opened his mouth slightly, rationally not telling her the truth. She was hit by more than one coma curse, nor did she faint for ten minutes. I hope this would be a secret that only he knew.

"I've been lying for two hours?" Tonks looked at Mrs. Pomfrey in surprise. When she was about to come out, the head nurse in charge stopped her and insisted on checking her again.

"What else?" said Mrs. Pomfrey impatiently, "and there are still people who sleep all day. If Remus hadn't said you might have official duties, I wouldn't care... it's okay."

She left with a nagging look. Tonks turned his head and looked at Lupin, and confirmed again: "I've been lying for two hours?"

"...That's right, I'm just about to tell you." Lupin said with a tough bullet.

"Oh, forget it~" Tonks said happily: "Are you a professor in the Dark Magic Defense Class? You really have a few tricks..."

"Not me...well, how do you know I'm a professor in the Dark Magic Defense class?"

"Otherwise? One of the things I most look forward to when I was in school was to see what the new professor looked like."

"Miss Tonks"

"Call me Tonks, I haven't officially introduced myself yet, Nifadora Tonks, but don't call me my name," she muttered in a low voice, "Follow Mom". In English vocabulary, "Nifal" is a not very elegant word.

"Hello, Tonks, my name is Remus Lupin."

...

Gryffindor Common Lounge.

Harry was fiddling with his new harvest of the nameless book with a ghostly style. Ron reached out and touched it curiously. The surface of the book was like water, and lightning-shaped patterns suddenly appeared when he touched it.

Hermione asked worriedly: "You really want to learn to move the phantom?"

"Yes," Harry said decisively, "I think it's best for me, listen to me, Hermione, I thought about it for two hours, and now I still think my choice is right."

He was originally angry when he returned from Class 7 or was escorted back by Percy. He had the urge to go to Professor Lupin's office to take a look invisible clothes, but two seats were Percy Weasley, who had been following Professor Hepp's instructions, or protecting him.

Especially yesterday he was attacked, and now the whole school knows that Sirius is obsessed with him like thousands of rumors and legends in the school, and this is not true.

He had to give up this tempting idea and instead study the rewards for the duel competition given to him by Professor Hepp. He told Ron and Hermione his thoughts: "I had this idea when I was writing a duel paper. Professor Flivie said, to find what I am best at and make the most of my strengths, what am I best at?"

"It's Quidditch," Harry whispered, "and Professor Happ told me privately that he had envied my ability to react..."

"Hiss~" Ron smacked his tongue, "You mean you can swish you in the future?" He gestured randomly with both hands, imitating the movement of continuous phantoms.

Harry said: "That's what I expected..."

"Hermione!"

The twins came in from outside, Fred was holding a ginger cat in his hand, "Crook Hill has been wandering around the door, I think it brought you a gift," he said with a smile.

Hermione lowered her head, "Crook Hill, come here."

The ginger cat was holding something in her mouth. She just hoped that it was not a big spider, otherwise she would clean it up again. Crook Hill jumped gently onto the table and spit out the things in her mouth.

"This is" Hermione's eyes widened.

"It's the magic puppet that Professor Happ brought with him today," Harry said affirmatively, fiddling for a moment, "it looks like the armor shape in the castle, and he was still saying hello to me."

Hermione patted the big cat on the head, "Why did you take the professor's stuff? We should give it to the professor."

"That's right," Harry immediately echoed. He wanted to ask Professor Lupin about his situation. If there were legitimate reasons, Percy wouldn't stop him, right?

The knight on the table, or Sirius, looked depressed. He was thrown out by Lupin, knowing that he couldn't help, and staying behind was just a mess, so he hurried to find Felix.

He went to classroom No. 7 first, and there was no one inside; he went to his office, avoiding the dirty claws of the little wizards, and slapped the door hard, but he couldn't react. He barely climbed up the window and found that there was no one inside.

He didn't know what to do for a moment. Maybe it was a good choice to find Dumbledore? But he didn't know the password at all. After coming out of the office, he met Mount Crook.

Crook Hill was his ally and provided him with a lot of information about the castle. He was always grateful that the cat was smart enough to not only tell whether he was a human, but also how good or bad he was.

The same was true this time, Crook Hill recognized him and tried to communicate with him all the time, but he was magically imposed and could not speak unless he got rid of the candy armor on his body.

He could only make moves, but unfortunately, although Crook Mountain was smart, it was obviously not as smart as this level.

After some ineffective communication, Crook Hill took him in his arms and came to the common room.

Ron looked at him with interest, "Can you talk? Hey! Percy has one." He held one of the Knight's feet and shook, "Do you have any skills?"

"Ouch!"

Sirius angrily stabbed Ron's finger with the knight's sword. Ron felt pain and let him fall on the table, smashing him to make him drowsy.

"Stop messing around, Ron!"

Sirius heard the sound of nature. What was the name of this little girl? She was also the owner of Mount Crucker, and she was such a good person.

Hermione picked up the Knight and said, "Let's go, we'll return it to the professor."

They walked all the way toward the door, and Harry stared at Percy nervously, but he didn't stop it. Maybe he felt that two hours had exceeded Professor Hemp's expectations?

Harry was glad to see him lower his head again, fiddling with the high-level magic puppet, next to him were twins that were constantly spinning around him.

"You should let us see, maybe we can add some new features, such as suddenly taking out a feces and sticking someone else's face?"

Harry closed the door of the lounge and locked the noisy between the Weasley brothers behind him. The two senior students walked towards them with excitement: "Have you heard that? A little girl from Slytherin caused a lot of trouble..."

"What happened?" his companion asked with interest.
Chapter completed!