"Your Majesty ambushed a teacher, tyrant points +5."
Lockhart screamed and ran towards the Hospital Wing.
His right hand, like putty, floated behind him; at first glance, one might have thought he was cosplaying Naruto.
Harry sat on the ground, looking at Charlie.
Although he didn't know what had happened, only Charlie possessed such powerful abilities at the scene.
"Thank you, Charlie," Harry said sincerely.
Charlie waved his hand.
"It's nothing."
Ron and Fred quickly helped Harry up and walked towards the Hospital Wing.
Although his arm wasn't boneless like Lockhart's, a fracture was still a serious injury.
Madam Hooch blew her whistle.
"Match over!"
"Hufflepuff 200:20 Gryffindor, Hufflepuff wins!"
It turned out that while Harry was entangled by the Bludger, Cedric had already snatched the golden snitch.
He added 150 points to Hufflepuff and ended the game.
Wood protested wildly nearby, but it was useless.
Cheers erupted from the Hufflepuff stands.
Cedric flew on his broom to Charlie, his face full of joy.
Charlie gave him a thumbs up.
Well done, make your sugar daddy proud.
At this moment, the Bludger lay quietly by the edge of the marsh.
Its black surface reflected a faint glow.
Charlie squatted down, staring at the Bludger.
The situation just now was very strange.
The Bludger relentlessly pursued Harry, which was completely illogical.
Someone must have cursed the Bludger.
But the problem was, Charlie didn't sense any magic fluctuations.
Although Charlie's magic knowledge came entirely from the system, it was genuine, accumulated point by point.
Even with a Professor, Charlie could detect magic fluctuations during spellcasting.
But this time, there was nothing.
He had only seen this kind of situation with Billy.
At that time, Billy said that Goblin magic and Wizard magic belonged to different systems.
So, it couldn't be sensed.
Charlie narrowed his eyes.
Could it be a House-elf in the Castle?
...In the Hospital Wing, the bitter smell of Potion permeated the air.
Harry lay on the bed, his left arm throbbing with pain.
The broken bone was healing, and it felt like countless ants were crawling inside his bone.
Madam Pomfrey stood by the bed, her face terrifyingly grim.
"Such dangerous activities should be canceled!"
Her tone was full of blame.
"What are these Professors doing, letting Young Wizards get hurt!"
Harry shrank his neck.
"I'm sorry, Madam."
Although he felt he hadn't done anything wrong, he thought it better to quell Madam Pomfrey's anger.
Madam Pomfrey sighed and took a bottle of Potion from the cabinet.
"Drink it."
Harry took the Potion, pinched his nose, and gulped it down.
The Potion tasted even worse than he imagined, like rotten eggs mixed with dirt.
He almost threw up.
Just then, a piercing scream came from the next bed.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Lockhart lay on the bed, curled up in a ball.
His right arm dangled limply over the side of the bed, completely unsupported by bone.
Madam Pomfrey had given him Skele-Gro.
But the process of bone regeneration was extremely painful.
Lockhart's face was flushed red, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Madam! I'm going to die! I'm really going to die!"
He cried out, his face covered in tears and snot.
Harry lay on the bed, watching Lockhart's pathetic state.
Before, Lockhart always boasted in class about how powerful and brave he was.
But now, he couldn't even endure a little pain.
Hermione stood at the door.
Her face was filled with disappointment.
"So he really doesn't know anything."
Ron sneered beside her.
"I told you, he's just a good-for-nothing."
"And you didn't believe me."
Hermione pursed her lips, not refuting him.
She turned her head and looked at Harry.
"Harry, how are you feeling?"
Harry moved his left arm.
"Much better, just a little sore."
Ron walked to the bedside.
"Don't overthink it, losing the match isn't your fault."
"That Bludger was clearly tampered with."
Harry sighed.
"But if I had gotten the golden snitch first, would Gryffindor have won?"
Ron patted his shoulder.
"You did your best."
Harry gave a wry smile.
"Thank you, both of you."
Madam Pomfrey walked over.
"All right, Mr. Potter needs to rest."
"You two go back now."
Ron and Hermione exchanged a look, then turned and left.
The Hospital Wing became quiet again.
Only Lockhart's wails continued.
Harry lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
His mind was a mess.
In the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the Hospital Wing window.
Madam Pomfrey examined Harry's arm and nodded with satisfaction.
"Recovering well."
She put away her wand.
"You can go back, but don't do any strenuous exercise for the next two days."
Harry sat up from the bed and moved his left arm.
The bone had completely healed, but it was still a bit sore.
He thanked her and left the Hospital Wing.
The corridor was quiet.
The students were all in the common room or the library.
Harry returned to Gryffindor Tower and pushed open the dormitory door.
Ron and the others weren't there.
They must have gone to dinner.
Harry sat on the edge of the bed and took off his jacket.
His arm was still throbbing faintly, and he rubbed it.
Just then, a faint popping sound came from the air.
Pop.
Harry whipped his head around.
A House-elf stood in the center of the room.
With green eyes the size of tennis balls, bat-like ears, and wearing a ragged pillowcase.
Harry recognized this as the House-elf who had stopped his mail during the summer holidays.
His face instantly darkened.
"Dobby."
He stood up and took a few steps back.
"What are you doing here?"
"Stay away from me!"
Tears immediately welled up in Dobby's large eyes.
"Mr. Harry Potter!"
His voice was high-pitched and tearful.
"Why did Harry Potter not listen to Dobby and go home!"
"Dobby thought his Bludger could..."
Harry froze.
His Bludger?
Anger surged instantly.
"Your Bludger?"
Harry's voice rose, almost a shout.
"That Bludger was your doing?"
"You wanted to kill me?"
Dobby jumped back in fright.
"No, no, no!"
He shook his head frantically, his ears flapping against his head.
"Dobby didn't want to kill Mr. Harry Potter."
"Dobby just wanted Mr. Potter to get a little hurt, so Mr. Potter would be sent home."
"Away from the dangers of Hogwarts."
Harry was trembling with rage.
"Dangers?"
"You are the biggest danger I've encountered at school."
Dobby covered his face, crying even harder.
"Dobby just wanted to protect Mr. Harry Potter."
"Hogwarts is too dangerous."
"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened..."
"Enough!"
Harry interrupted him.
"Don't you know the Chamber of Secrets has already been found by Charlie?"
"The Basilisk is also scared and dares not come out."
Dobby's eyes widened.
When did the version update? How come I don't know?
Harry stared at him.
The anger was still burning, but he forced himself to calm down.
"Dobby."
He took a deep breath.
"Who exactly are you? Who is your master?"
Dobby stiffened.
He lowered his head, his ears drooping.
"Dobby cannot say."
His voice became shaky.
"Dobby cannot betray his master."
Harry took a step forward.
"You must tell me."
Dobby shook his head.
"Dobby cannot say, Dobby cannot betray his master's family, even though his master's family is rotten to the core."
After saying that, he suddenly showed a remorseful expression, then rushed towards the wall.
Bang!
His head hit the wall.
Harry jumped in surprise.
"What are you doing?!"
Dobby hit it again.
"Bad Dobby! Daring to speak ill of his master, bad Dobby!"
Harry stood still, watching Dobby frantically self-harm.
The anger in his heart gradually extinguished by Dobby's miserable state.
Just then, footsteps came from outside the door, seemingly Neville returning.
Dobby frantically warned Harry.
"Dobby must leave."
"But Dobby still needs to warn Harry Potter."
"The danger is not over."
"Harry Potter must be careful."
Then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Pop.
He vanished from in front of Harry.
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