Drinking black tea calmly at Hogwarts

Chapter 545 Chicken: I am not depressed! I am not sick!



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Zhang Xu, who was lying immobile on the hospital bed, squinted at Harry's trio and Madam Pomfrey who were watching him and Madam Pomfrey beside the hospital bed, feeling as if he was preparing for the funeral.

Combining science and magic, the function of the paralyzing spell is to block the transmission signals of the nerves in the victim, so that the communication between the muscles and the brain is disconnected.

Fortunately, this time Zhang was recruited by striated muscle, smooth muscle and cardiac muscle are fine, otherwise he would be completely cold by now.Another good thing is that his sphincter is fine, otherwise the scene would be embarrassing.

Generally speaking, to cure this kind of curse, you need to re-establish the smooth flow of the nerves of the muscles.So after Zhang Xu drank the medicine yesterday, he felt like "ants climbing the tree", as if there were countless ants crawling in the muscles of his whole body, and he was powerless to resist.

However, the next morning, when Madam Pomfrey came for a routine checkup, she discovered that Zhang's striated muscles from the neck down could only send signals to the brain, but could not receive signals from the brain.That is to say, he can barely speak now, and the muscles on his body have a sense of touch, but he can't control the muscle activity, and even the knee jerk reflex is gone.

At present, Zhang Xu has just changed from an immobile salted fish to a talking salted fish.

Moreover, Zhang Xianyu insisted that Harry, who took the initiative to help Madam Pomfrey perform a knee jerk reflex examination on her, broke his leg with a hammer, so Harry should pay one hundred and eighty thousand gold coins.

Madam Pomfrey didn't care that Harry was taking the opportunity to take revenge on Zhang Xianyu, and asked him to help check the muscle sensation on Zhang Xu's body.Naturally, checking the feeling of the muscles is not as easy as checking the tactile sensation of the skin. Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a thin and long needle.



Seeing Harry, who took the steel needle, begin to transform into Sister Bo, Zhang Xianyu warned weakly and nervously: "Harry, you have to think about the consequences before doing something."

"This is for your speedy recovery." Harry said to Zhang Xianyu with a playful smile, "Madam Pomfrey can treat you better only after careful examination."

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At this moment, Ron took out a plate containing a delicious honey-roasted chicken leg, shook it in front of Zhang Xianyu, and said, "Last night, a chicken in my family was scared to death by a mouse that stole the feed." Depression, and then my mother made it into a roast chicken and sent it over overnight. I thought you recovered the chicken leg today and left it for you, but it seems that I can only eat it for you."

"You two wait for me." Zhang Xianyu finished speaking and looked at Hermione who hadn't spoken yet.

Hermione sighed and shook her head, and took two steps to the side to draw a clear line between these two little killers.

"The relationship between you young people is really good." Madam Pomfrey said with a smile, "The two of them are afraid that you will be in a bad mood after suffering such a serious injury, so they are thinking of ways to cheer you up."

"When I recover, I will thank them well." Zhang Xianyu said through gritted teeth.

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In a manor on the outskirts of London, the Death Eaters in the meeting room looked at the Dark Lord who had been motionless for a whole morning while standing by the window, not daring to speak.

, for fear of interrupting Voldemort's train of thought and summoning terrible punishment.

There was a loud bang, and a bolt of lightning struck a big tree far away from the window, and half of the trunk of the big tree and the branches above were knocked to the ground together.

Voldemort turned around, returned to his seat in front of the long table and sat down. After looking around at the Death Eaters on both sides of the table, he said, "What do you think of this heavy rain?"

The Death Eaters present, especially Lucius Malfoy, were stunned.They all thought that the Dark Lord would ask questions about yesterday's battle, but no one expected that the Dark Lord would ask them about the weather.Lao Ma prepared a report last night according to the Dark Lord's preferences, and now it seems that last night's hard work was in vain.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, none of them paid any attention to the heavy rain that started this morning.

"Lucius, tell me how accurate the weather forecast on the Hogwarts radio station is." Voldemort saw that no one answered his question, so he began to call names.

The old horse smiled. The weather forecast on the Hogwarts radio station has never been accurate. This is a big joke in the British wizarding world recently.

Thinking of this, the smile on Lao Ma's face suddenly froze, and he immediately changed into a serious expression, and said, "Only today's forecast is correct."

Voldemort nodded to the old horse, and then said to the Death Eaters in a cold voice: "Which of you can guarantee that your prediction of the weather for such a long time is completely wrong, not once correct?"

"Why does Hogwarts Radio keep broadcasting wrong weather forecasts, why they can maintain an error rate of almost all mistakes, and did not broadcast the correct weather forecast until today, what is the meaning behind the correct weather forecast, you have these Have you considered it?"

Looking at his subordinates who turned from looking at each other to being at a loss, Voldemort felt that sometimes they were not easy to use.

Voldemort looked at a Death Eater who was dressed like a mummy, and said to him: "Severus, you ask the people who are arranged in Hogwarts to report all the major events that happened there recently, especially what happened yesterday. matter."

After Snape took the order, Voldemort ordered the other Death Eaters: "Keep an eye on other places, and if anything different from the past happens, report it immediately. I suspect that this is what Hogwarts is giving People signal."

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The Burrow, Mrs. Weasley, drenched in heavy rain, just walked into the hall and sneezed.

The weather in the UK is already very cold now, and it will start snowing soon. Being drenched in heavy rain at this time, it is easy to catch a cold and have a fever.

"Are you all right? I didn't expect Hogwarts' weather forecast to be accurate. The rainstorm came as soon as it was said. I don't know how many people got wet today." A middle-aged woman walked out of the living room. Coming out, she took out her wand and cast a spell on Mrs. Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley, who was originally wet, suddenly became dry.

"Thank you." Mrs. Weasley used her wand to manipulate a pile of quilts that were just as wet as she had just flown in, and then landed on the table in the dining room.

Flying in behind the quilt was an equally wet chicken. Mrs. Weasley said to Mrs. Diggory who came to visit: "This chicken is raining today, and it may get sick. It's better to roast it."


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