When they arrived at the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey, who had already been waiting there, immediately came forward to meet them.
She first quickly checked the injuries of each wounded person, then frowned and chased out the irrelevant people, leaving only Amandine to act as a guard for the injured.
Dumbledore left the Hospital Wing with Hagrid, whose superficial wounds had been healed by Madam Pomfrey in just a minute, to continue handling the follow-up matters.
The injured Adelaide was forced to swallow a large amount of a strange Potion that caused a loss of taste, leaving her in a state where she wanted to vomit but couldn't.
Madam Pomfrey found that besides a slight cold and being mildly startled, she had no other problems; as long as she rested peacefully here for one night, she could be smoothly discharged tomorrow and return to normal school life.
Compared to Adelaide, the condition of the other two injured was much more troublesome.
What Professor Snape had given Alice was an extremely potent Sleeping Draught, strong enough to make an underage Dragon sleep through the entire night.
For Alice, being human, such a massive dose meant she would likely remain unconscious for half a month before waking up.
During this time, Madam Pomfrey had to regularly provide the comatose Alice with enough hydration and necessary nutrients to ensure her bodily functions wouldn't decline or develop other complications due to the prolonged sleep.
As for Jack, excessive blood loss was a minor issue; the real trouble was that he had been hit by a Dark Arts curse of unknown origin and extreme danger.
If he couldn't regain consciousness within the next two days, Madam Pomfrey would have to transfer him to St Mungos Hospital for emergency treatment.
This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts curse was exceptionally brutal; Jack MacFusty, who had performed quite well in class, had actually been struck down after only two months.
Adelaide slumped on the bed like a puddle of mud, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling, without the slightest hint of sleepiness.
Everything experienced tonight was like a thrilling nightmare, making her already restless heart beat wildly now like a runaway horse.
At this moment, forcing herself to sleep was a futile effort; it was better to calm down and review what happened tonight to learn lessons from it.
After some careful consideration, Adelaide barely gave her performance tonight a score of 6 out of 10.
If the Professors hadn't stepped forward at the critical moment, she would have probably lost her life long ago.
When she was discovered by the Dragon in the Forbidden Forest, she had tried to activate the Portkey ring, but perhaps because she was within an Ancient Runes Enchantment, she wasn't transported to Iceland.
Actually, when the Dragon broke through the Enchantment, Adelaide could have used the teleportation ring, but by then she was already scared out of her wits, her thoughts in complete chaos, and she had entirely forgotten about the teleportation ring.
However, from a certain perspective, this experience wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Through this painful lesson, Adelaide deeply recognized the limitations of the teleportation ring; in the future, when encountering danger, she would definitely be twice as cautious and never easily repeat the same mistake.
Furthermore, that undercover Death Eater hadn't been caught; a teleportation ring that hadn't been exposed might even save her life at a critical moment.
Sigh~
As the saying goes, theoretical knowledge is no substitute for experience; Adelaide had also privately designed several sets of survival plans, but when she truly faced a life-threatening danger, her mind went blank and she couldn't remember anything.
As expected, persuasion is the safest; in the future, if she can win people over with virtue, she'll avoid getting physical. She needs to be a pacifist.
Adelaide Grindelwald—if translated into Chinese characters, her name would contain three instances of the character for 'Virtue' (Germany). She was born to win people over with virtue!
From now on, please call her Triple Virtue.
Hmm?
Triple Virtue, San-de-zi... it sounds a bit strange, as if her voice was instinctively becoming thin and shrill.
Ahem, let's go with 'Third Virtue' then.
Great-Granduncle spoke German, the failure of 1945, the Wizengamot, 'Third Virtue'—
Hiss—
That's not a name one should use!
Better just call her Adelaide.
Recalling tonight's experience, Adelaide felt the greatest harvest was witnessing Professor Bubbling use Ancient Runes to catalyze the magic beans—a wonderful move.
Before this, she had racked her brains thinking about how to improve the magic beans, including trying to hybridize different types of beans, inducing mutations, and selecting better varieties, but she had never thought of using the power of magic to accelerate the growth and change of the magic beans.
But Ancient Runes is an elective only available starting in the third year... Adelaide made up her mind to go find Professor Bubbling in a few days, act a bit spoiled, and beg her to make an exception and teach her that Ancient Runes phrase that prompted the magic beans to grow.
As for the various pod forms of the magic beans in the prophecy, some ideas gradually emerged in Adelaide's mind; she decided to ask Senior Penelope to buy some seeds for bubotubers, venomous tentacula, and snargaluffs when she went to Hogsmeade Village in a few days.
In the Muggle world, plant hybridization is a tricky business, requiring you to carefully select parent plants and consider their kinship, whether their flowering periods match, and many other factors.
But in the Wizarding World, the situation is quite different.
These magical plants possess unimaginable vitality and adaptability, which, combined with various strange spells and magical Potions, greatly reduces the difficulty of plant hybridization; Adelaide felt she could give it a proper try.
What also left a deep impression on her was Madam Hooch's bludger; when she followed Quidditch before, she only focused on the Seeker and never realized the Beater position was so wonderful—they could even legally carry physical weapons (bats) within the school.
And those bludgers flying all over the place were simply the strongest agents of chaos to disrupt a battle!
She remembered Natasha mentioning that the Ravenclaw Quidditch team was currently facing a shortage of Beaters.
One of the Beaters on the team had graduated last year, and the other was in their seventh year and about to graduate—once she becomes eligible to join the team next year, she must fight for this Beater position!
Not only that, she also planned to prepare a hundred or so bludgers and several bats to keep in her suitcase at all times; if she encountered danger, she would release the bludgers, using the chaos to strike her opponents or escape.
Thinking of this, Adelaide revealed an evil smile; she remembered that when the savior was in his second year, his arm had been broken by a bludger controlled by a House-elf.
If she could find and learn a similar spell, it would be equivalent to installing a guidance system on the bludgers, and then she could enchant them with a 'Reducto'—by then, even if Lord Voldemort himself came, he would have to avoid the brunt of hundreds of guided explosive bludgers, wouldn't he?
When the time comes, even if she can't win them over with 'virtue,' she can always win them over with 'balls.'
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