Chapter 164 Too Many Coincidences Are No Longer Coincidences

School hospital.

Harry was lying alone on the bed, with a thick bandage wrapped around his right arm.

Although it was extremely painful, he could clearly feel the bone that had been removed growing back, and he was relieved.

"Hello."

Two tennis ball-sized eyes suddenly appeared in front of Harry, startling him.

Dobby sat on a table at the end of the bed and said aggrievedly but seriously: "Harry Potter should listen to Dobby. Harry Potter should go home if he missed the train."

"How do you know I missed the train?" Harry stared at Dobby suspiciously, "It turned out to be you. You sealed the wall and didn't let us in."

Dobby nodded a little guilty, "That's right, sir."

"You almost got me and Ron expelled."

"At least it can keep you away from here. Harry Potter must go home.

Dobby thought his Bludger would definitely make Harry Potter understand..."

"Your Bludger?" Harry instantly thought of what happened on the court, and his anger was ignited all at once, "Did you let that Bludger chase me?"

Although Gryffindor didn't lose so badly today thanks to the Bludger, it didn't mean he had to be grateful to Dobby. No one wanted to be hit hard by a ten-inch iron ball.

And the speed of the iron ball was so fast, it was clearly going for his life.

"Dobby just wants Harry Potter to get hurt and be sent home."

Harry angrily raised his bandaged arm, "You want me to be broken into pieces!

Before my bones grow back, you'd better leave quickly, otherwise I'll strangle you to death."

"Dobby definitely doesn't mean to hurt you." Dobby said in panic, "Dobby remembers what everything was like before Harry Potter defeated the devil who can't even be named.

We house elves are regarded as pests, and of course Dobby is still regarded as a pest now."

Dobby recalled countless painful memories, covered his face with his burned hands and cried, and then wiped his nose with his rotten and smelly clothes.

Harry calmed down when he saw him like this, looked at him with some sympathy and asked, "Why are you wearing that thing, Dobby?"

"This is a symbol of the slave status of house elves. Only when the master gives Dobby clothes can Dobby be free."

Harry opened his mouth, but couldn't find any words to comfort him.

Although he and Lucius Malfoy had only met a few times, he looked much darker than his son. Dobby might never be able to escape from the Malfoy family.

At this moment, there was a sound of a door opening downstairs. Dobby immediately jumped to the window and whispered, "Something terrible is about to happen at Hogwarts. Harry Potter must not stay here.

Because history is about to repeat itself, the Chamber of Secrets has been opened again."

Harry wanted to ask something else, but the footsteps were getting closer.

Dobby snapped his fingers and his body turned into smoke and disappeared. Harry also quickly lay down on the bed and pretended to sleep under the quilt.

After a while, Dumbledore came in. Behind him, Aaron and Professor McGonagall lifted Colin and carefully put him on a bed.

"Minerva." Dumbledore whispered, "Go call Madam Pomfrey."

Professor McGonagall nodded and walked out of the room quickly.

"Mr. Gaius, we can take this opportunity to have a good talk.

This is not suspicion, but to help you clear your suspicion. After all, you are the first to discover him, and there is no one else around you.

Aaron pursed his lips, knowing that he could not escape this round of questioning.

"Professor, ask whatever you want to ask.

I will tell you everything I know."

"Where were you when Creevey was attacked?"

"I had just returned the book and had just come out of the library. Madam Pince can prove it for me.

When I heard Colin's scream, I was only a dozen meters away from him."

"Okay!" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then did you see what attacked him?"

"No." Aaron said without thinking, "He turned a corner at that time, and I didn't see anything."

"I see, thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Gaius."

"It should be." Aaron said a little embarrassedly, "By the way, Professor, I hope you can keep this matter confidential for me?

I know I am innocent, but other people in the school don't know. If they know that I was at the scene of the crime when Colin got into trouble, some rumors will inevitably arise. "

Dumbledore hesitated for a while, and said thoughtfully: "I will keep it secret, but..."

"Don't worry, no one else saw us when we came."

"I will tell Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you!"

Soon, Professor McGonagall came back, followed by Madam Pomfrey in a red coat.

"What's going on?"

"Another attack.

I checked, he was petrified, just like Mrs. Norris. "

Professor McGonagall noticed the camera in Colin's hand and asked anxiously, "Will he take a picture of the attacker?"

Dumbledore bent down, pried open Colin's stiff fingers, and took out the camera.

He opened the back cover of the camera, but before he could take out the film, a pungent smell came out, followed by a brilliant spark.

"Melted, all melted." Madam Pomfrey was stunned.

"What does this mean, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"It means that the Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened."

"It also means danger." Aaron interrupted, "Muggle-born wizards and half-blood wizards are no longer safe."

"Aaron, did you find anything?"

"Minerva." Dumbledore shook his head slightly at her, "At least in my opinion, Mr. Gaius does not seem to be a suspect at the moment. "

"Professor, I am indeed innocent." Aaron said seriously, but seeing the doubt in Professor McGonagall's eyes, he sighed helplessly, "I know this is not convincing, but you know me. If I were the heir of Slytherin, you would not see me at the crime scene at all."

Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to believe it.

What Aaron said made sense. With his intelligence, he could not expose himself.

But the problem is that he was at the crime scene of both attacks, which was too coincidental.

"McGonagall, promise me to keep it secret for the time being.

We can't let a child's study and life be affected by unfounded suspicion."

"What do the teachers say?"

"Tell them the truth and tell them that Hogwarts is no longer safe. "

......

The next day, Harry opened his eyes, and the winter sun shone on the bed, which was particularly warm.

He could feel that his arm was fine, and the bones had grown out, but it was a little stiff and needed to be moved.

Ms. Pomfrey came over with a breakfast tray, and then checked his arm and fingers, "It looks good, you can leave after dinner."

Harry picked up the spoon with his newly healed right hand and trembled to eat porridge. Ten minutes later, he changed his clothes and walked out of the school infirmary.

When he passed Colin's bed, he couldn't help but turn his head, but unfortunately Colin's bed was blocked tightly by the white curtain, and he couldn't see Colin's condition at all.

Thinking of everything he heard last night, he quickened his pace and returned to the Gryffindor common room.

"Harry, your arm is fine." Wood said with some relief, "It's a pity about yesterday's game, but don't be stressed, you have done very well.

This time we were not prepared, but Slytherin's tactics will not work next time. I already have some ideas. "

"Let's not talk about this for now. Aren't Hermione and Ron in the common room?"

"They went to the library. Lockhart assigned homework. It seems that the Weasley brother wants to learn from Granger.

But don't worry. Lockhart wants you to recover from your injury, so he exempted your homework."

"This is the best news I have heard in these days." Harry said, and went to the library without hesitation.

In the area where the three often stayed, he easily found Ron and Hermione.

Hermione took a thick school history and glared at the opposite side from time to time while flipping through it. Ron was writing furiously, ignoring the angry eyes.

"Harry." Hermione asked happily, "How is your arm?"

"It's almost recovered."

"You can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. At least you don't have to do homework."

"How dare you say that?

It's fine that you copied my homework desperately, but you copied every other paragraph, and your handwriting is big and ugly. "

"From what you said, I know you have never copied homework before. Only those who have no experience copy everything word for word.

Besides, it's not that I didn't write it, I just borrowed part of it."

Hermione rolled her eyes. She didn't want to argue with the bad students about the skills of copying homework.

"Listen to me first." Harry looked around nervously, and sat down after making sure that no one was around. He told the two of them what he heard last night, including the matter of Dobby looking for him.

After listening, Ron's expression became a little complicated, "So, now Aaron's suspicion has really surpassed Malfoy?"

"I'm afraid so."

"But this..." Hermione still couldn't believe it, "This is impossible! How could this be possible?"

"Hermione, I don't want to believe it was him, but facts speak louder than words.

This is the third coincidence, but too many coincidences are not coincidences. "Harry said anxiously, "Now Colin has been petrified, and we don't know who will be the next one."

"But we can't prove it." Ron said, "According to what you said, without evidence, Dumbledore may not be able to do anything to him."

"So I came to see you after I was discharged from the hospital." Harry looked at Hermione who was silent, and asked with some embarrassment: "Do you have any solution?"

"I, maybe..." Hermione hesitated, and shook her head slowly, "I may not have any solution either."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and it was hard to believe that she had no solution.

"I know you trust him more than anyone else, but this is a serious matter.

If we trust and let it go, the half-blood and Muggle-born wizards in Hogwarts will be finished."

"That..." Ron looked at Hermione with some embarrassment, "You may not want to hear me say this, but Harry and I are both pure blood, but you are a Muggle-born."