Chapter 375 Snake! Snake!

After a pleasant day with Mike and Ron, Harry lay in bed as usual.

He had a good sleep quality these days because he had a good rest, and the nightmares he had in the past never appeared again.

Therefore, he even thought that he should be able to apply to Dumbledore to return to the Quidditch team in a few days.

But if Dumbledore really agreed, it would mean that he would have to go back to Umbridge to accept the detentions that had not been completed. Harry couldn't help but get tangled up.

In this awkward mood, Harry fell asleep deeply, but unlike the past, he started to dream again tonight.

He first dreamed of Mike, one of his best friends.

At this moment, Mike was holding a set of 150 chocolate frog pictures in his hand, questioning why he gave him this thing as a Christmas gift.

Harry felt a little embarrassed and lost. He had been collecting this set of Chocolate Frogs for several years. He thought it would be the most appropriate to give it to his best friend as a Christmas gift.

But now it seemed that Hermione's advice was right. Mike was different from other students. He really didn't like such childish things.

'Maybe I should give him my Firebolt.'

Harry thought so and began to wave at Mike, but he found that the scene in front of him had changed again.

The dream became hazy and unreal -

his body was soft, flexible and flexible, sliding between the shiny metal fences and on the damp and cold stones... His body was close to the ground, using the dense muscles in his abdomen to slide...

The light around him was dim, but he could see the light of the surrounding objects, which were some strange and bright colors...

He slowly twisted his neck, and at a glance Harry found that he was in an empty corridor at the moment. In front of him, apart from the ice-blue walls and floors that exuded a cold atmosphere, the only source of heat was a person not far away from him.

A living person, but already asleep.

Harry stuck out his tongue and tasted the air before coming to this conclusion.

For no reason, Harry suddenly felt hungry.

He wanted to go up and eat the man, but he knew that he had a more important task to do now...

He slid forward carefully, trying to bypass the man and go to the room behind him.

However, the man woke up, and seemed to be startled by himself, and jumped up directly from the recliner.

A silver cloak slid down from his legs, and Harry almost instinctively went up and bit the man.

But just after taking the first bite, Harry regretted it, because he recognized that the man in front of him was Mr. Weasley!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came, which seemed to be the sound of broken ribs.

Harry wanted to open his mouth, but the gushing blood stimulated his ferocity even more, and at this moment he could no longer suppress his desire!

"Swish!"

Another crisp sound came, and Harry felt a sharp pain in his body. His head seemed to lose the support of his body, and fell to the ground with the man.

Harry felt his consciousness slowly fading away, and before it completely disappeared, the last scene Harry saw was a man with a pair of golden pupils raising the sword in his hand that was shining with white light...

"Harry! Harry!"

He opened his eyes and felt that his whole body was wet, and his head hurt as if he was hit by a stick.

"Harry! What's wrong with you! Harry!"

Ron beside him was still shaking his body, which made him feel nauseous for no reason...

Taking a deep breath, Harry forced himself to suppress the desire to vomit. At this moment, he had something else to do.

"Your dad," he said breathlessly, "your dad...something happened..."

"What did you say? Did you have a nightmare?" Ron turned his head with a look of surprise, "Okay, forget about that, you are in a very bad condition now! Seamus, go and call the professor!"

"I'm fine!" Harry grabbed Ron's arm and said anxiously, "I'm very awake, it was definitely not a dream! Go and call someone to save your dad! He is seriously injured now, I turned into a big snake - and attacked him!"

...

In the Ravenclaw dormitory, Mike was writing on a document.

This was the company's financial report that Penelope gave him. He had to review the data every day to ensure that the Los Santos Group could run on the right track.

A hazy skylight was slowly shining into the room from the window. Mike squinted his eyes and looked out the window for a while, trying to find the slowly rising red sun.

At this moment, the Masonic gold coin hanging on his chest suddenly gave off a burning breath...

Mike hurriedly pulled it out from his collar, and the fire dragon pattern on it was changing rapidly at this moment, and finally formed two complex words - Mission Completed!

Mike's mouth curled up, Arthur completed his mission perfectly!

"Knock, knock!"

A rapid knock on the door came over, Mike quickly put away the gold coin, quickly came to the door and opened it.

Outside the door were the panicked Weasley brothers. As soon as they saw Mike, they said hurriedly:

"Oh no! My dad, our dad, he... he was attacked!"

"It was Harry, he... he dreamed that a snake attacked our dad, so Dumbledore sent people to look for him. And then... then they found that our dad... he... woooo!"

"Okay, don't worry!" Mike pretended to be surprised and comforted them, "Mr. Weasley will be fine, how about this, he should have been sent to St. Mungo's now, let's go see him?"

George and Fred agreed.

So Mike took them to find Professor Flitwick, and under Professor Flitwick's instruction, they left Hogwarts and arrived at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sicknesses was extremely quiet in the early morning. There was no one else in the hall except the little nurse who was dozing off at the reception window.

Mike and the Weasley brothers, who had already learned the ward number from Professor McGonagall, did not disturb the sleeping little nurse and went directly to the ward where Mr. Weasley was.

But here was completely different from the deserted scene outside -

"George, Fred, and Mike? Why are you here?"

On the bed, Mr. Weasley, who was a little weak, looked at Mike and others who pushed the door in with a surprised look.

In his ward, Harry, Sirius and others were also standing, and it was very lively.

But compared to the other people in the ward, Harry looked even weaker. He seemed to have not slept all night. Not only were the dark circles under his eyes clearly visible, but Mike even found some eye drops in the corners of his eyes.

"We just heard about the news that you were attacked, so we came to see you."

Mike said sincerely, and the two Weasley brothers had already thrown themselves to their father's bedside and cried.

"Oh! Don't cry, don't cry! Thank you so much." Mr. Weasley's eyes were red. He wiped his eyes with difficulty and said seriously, "But I'm not seriously injured, so you'd better go back to school. Harry, you too. Anyway, it's almost Christmas, and you'll have plenty of time to come and see me during the holidays."

Hearing this, Harry and the Weasley brothers shook their heads silently.

Mike at the door greeted Sirius and Lupin and turned his eyes to Mr. Weasley.

"Mr. Weasley, can I ask you a question?" Mike continued after seeing the other party nod, "What was the situation at that time? Why were you attacked?" As soon as

this was said, Harry, the Weasley brothers and Ron all looked at Mr. Weasley on the bed.

Obviously, Mr. Weasley had not mentioned anything about this matter to them before.

Mr. Weasley was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly:

"Well, let me tell you. At that time, I was sleeping, and then suddenly a giant python attacked me. To be honest, I felt that I was dead at that time, because my wand fell to the ground and I couldn't pick it up. But at that time, a very tall man appeared! He rushed up and cut off the snake's head with a long sword that reflected light! In the end, he even gave me some simple treatment!"

Everyone in the ward looked at each other, their faces full of surprise.

"But...but, we didn't find the body of the python at the scene."

Sirius murmured, and Mr. Weasley shook his head and said:

"I don't know, because I fainted very quickly at that time. Maybe the man took away his snake body. After all, it was his trophy."

"But," Harry asked anxiously, "Why did you stay there at that time? What were you guarding?"

Mr. Weasley was stunned, his lips trembled slightly, and finally said:

"Oh! I think...I think...Hey! Have you read the Daily Prophet two days ago? I heard that Dumbledore has returned to school. This is really good news, isn't it?"

Mr. Weasley's rough topic change did not receive any response from anyone, and the ward was suddenly filled with an awkward atmosphere.

But everyone also saw that Mr. Weasley did not want to discuss this topic too much, so everyone stopped asking questions.

However, Harry's face was not very good, and it seemed that he was still worried about this issue.

After chatting with several people in the ward for a while, Mike returned to Hogwarts alone until near noon. The Weasley brothers decided to stay in the hospital to take care of their old father, but Mike strongly suspected that they were just trying to escape Umbridge's confinement punishment.

Half an hour later, in the restaurant of the Masonic Secret Realm, Arthur was fighting with a large table of food piled in front of him.

His fighting posture was extremely rough. With a steak in his left hand and a roast chicken in his right hand, he didn't seem to care whether the food residue would fall on his exquisite combat uniform.

Opposite him, there was Mike, who was elegant and tasting the red wine in his hand.

Facing Arthur's wild table manners, Mike not only had no dissatisfaction, but on the contrary, he looked at Arthur with a little approval.

After all, Mike in his previous life was also born into a poor family. At first, he was not much more refined than Arthur in terms of eating.

What's more, Arthur also perfectly completed the task he assigned, which was the most important thing.

Because the death of Nagini means that the most difficult Horcrux to touch around Voldemort has been destroyed. Now Voldemort has only three Horcruxes left - Harry Potter, Slytherin's pendant box and the resurrection stone ring.

Among them, Harry Potter and the resurrection stone ring are Horcruxes that must not be destroyed at this stage. The destruction of the former will make Voldemort and Dumbledore crazy, and the latter is a weapon specially used by Mike to deal with Dumbledore.

As for the Slytherin pendant box, Mike does not think it is a difficult thing. Although it has not been found so far, Mike believes that as long as he continues to invest resources to find it, it will appear on his desk one day.

Another hour passed, and Arthur finally burped and stopped swallowing.

At this moment, the food that was originally piled high in front of him was already a mess, with only a pile of bones and some soup left.

"How is it?" Mike asked with a smile, "Are you satisfied with Shuke's cooking?"

"This is really great, Shuke, you are simply the best chef I have ever seen!"

Hearing this, Shuke, who was standing by the dining table ready to serve Mike and Arthur at any time, smiled and his big ears stood up.

"Oh! By the way, Mike! I also brought you a gift!"

Arthur first returned the holy sword to Mike, and then took out a small cloth bag from his small bag and handed it to Mike with a smile.

"What is this?"

Mike's face showed a surprised look, because after opening the cloth bag, he found that there was a huge sharp tooth of ten centimeters long lying quietly inside.

Judging from the hollow hole at the tip of the tooth and the smelly smell on it, this should be the venomous fang of a snake!

"To be honest, that python is very good, especially its scales, which must be great for making armor." Arthur's face was full of regrets, "It's a pity that the owner of the python seemed to have released some self-destructive spell on it, and when I killed it with the holy sword, it turned directly into ashes, leaving only some fangs!"

"Maybe you should keep it for yourself. I remember you have a string of animal tooth pendants specially used for collecting trophies, right?"

"Are you talking about this?" Arthur took out a necklace full of various animal teeth from his collar, and the huge snake fang on it was extremely conspicuous. "I've already kept my share, so you can take it with confidence!"