HP opens restaurant in Wizarding World

Chapter 89 89 Nightmare

No one can answer this question. Nina knows it but will not say it. She is not willing to open Harry's scar casually. Maybe Lupine will comfort him and she should not be the one to open his eyes.

After they stood for a while, Professor Flitwick came in, and he handed a big package to Ron with some regrets, "I'm sorry..."

Ron took the package, swallowed, and closed it again after only opening a corner. He said to Hermione with a bitter face, "Oh, Harry must not be able to take this blow, he is really unlucky."

Hermione took a deep breath and put the package on the table, muttering "It's okay, it might be repairable." But she shut up when she saw the pile of broken wood in the opened package.

Even Nina couldn't tell that the wood was originally a broom. Professor Flitwick pushed up his glasses and said, "You know the Whomping Willow has a bad temper. This is all that's left."

Hermione still apologized to Professor Flitwick, and Nina sent Professor Flitwick to the door, and he said to Nina, "Jones, you are the pride of Ravenclaw, if you need any help, please be sure to Think of your dean."

Nina was stunned for a moment and replied seriously, "I will, Dean."

Flitwick nodded and left, he was still beautiful in his heart, Hufflepuff had Cedric, Gryffindor had Harry, and they Ravenclaw also had a Crenina Sunny Jones , in his mind, Nina is naturally the best.

Nina looked at the short figure and thought a lot. Perhaps influenced by the original book, she didn't pay too much attention to Flitwick, but in fact, her dean was definitely not a mediocre person. He is a fighting champion, and he has also developed a magic spell by himself.

This opened a new door for Nina. Now she has almost learned all kinds of magic spells, but she still feels that it is not enough. Maybe she can also try to study the magic spells. Maybe she can learn more by herself. Handy.

Seeing that Harry didn't wake up, she left with Fred.

……

When Harry saw the big black dog in the stands, his heart skipped a beat. Although he disappeared immediately, he felt a little flustered. It was Wood's voice, and he turned to see Cedric.

In the midst of them was a little golden thing, a big dog or not, which he immediately forgot, and all his attention was focused on the golden snitch.

He and Cedric rushed to the Golden Snitch side by side, both hoping that they could catch the little thing. When they flew higher and higher, Cedric got the Golden Snitch one step ahead of him.

But he didn't see this scene, he was surrounded by dementors, and a cold and desperate emotion enveloped him, he was somewhat familiar with this feeling, why would he be familiar with this feeling.

He remembered, on the Hogwarts Express, he was surrounded by this feeling, and then... He looked around, and sure enough, those rag bags exuding a rotten and cold aura flew towards him.

He was very scared, afraid of the despair, and even more afraid of the tragic scream. He fainted, and he saw more clearly, it was...

That was Voldemort killing his parents. He heard his mother's pleading, and Voldemort's wild laughter, and his mother's protection of him before she died. He didn't know what it felt like.

He was happy, he saw his parents, saw how much they loved him, but he was even more afraid, afraid to see them die in front of him, he knew before that Voldemort killed his parents, but he didn't face it all , Now that he witnessed all this with his own eyes, his heart ached.

Harry opened his eyes and saw a lot of white. He sat up and saw Ron and Hermione next to him. He asked, "Our game..."

Even though Ron and Hermione were his best friends, he didn't share what he saw.

Looking at their expressions, he knew that they had lost. Wood was looking forward to their victory so much, but he still lost. He blamed himself a little. Why did no one faint like him even though everyone else thought the dementors were terrifying? This frustrates him a bit.

And seeing his broom disintegrated into useless wood by the Whomping Willow made him even more depressed, and although everyone on the Quidditch team said it wasn't his fault, it didn't comfort him.

He thought of the big black dog, an ominous omen, the first time he saw it, he was almost hit by a knight bus, and the second time, he almost fell to his death. If Nina hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably be a dog now. Spread the meat paste.

And it didn’t seem easy to survive, the game was lost, the broom was useless, and the dementor was like a shadow in his heart. Every night in the medical room, he spent that nightmare, over and over again. Watching his parents being killed over and over again.

He wanted to escape from here, leave the medical room, and return to everyone, so that he would not feel lonely and abandoned.

He was lying on the hospital bed, Ron and Hermione went back to class, Harry was in a daze, thinking about Trelawney's prophecy, would he really die?Was that big black dog a harbinger of his death?At least two of its appearances brought him a fatal crisis.

While he was in a daze, Nina walked in. She looked worried at the unresponsive Harry, walked up to him, looked at his haggard face, and called him, "Harry? What's wrong with you? Why are you so absorbed in your thoughts?" ?” she asked in a relaxed tone.

Harry came back to his senses and looked at Nina, rubbed his eyes and cheered up, "Nina, thank you, I know you saved me."

Nina said, "Actually, I didn't have much confidence at that time. I was lucky enough to succeed. If I didn't succeed, I believe Professor Dumbledore wouldn't let anything happen to you. Besides, there were so many teachers there at the time, so you would be fine." "

Nina's words happened to relieve Harry's thorn in the corner just now. It turned out that even without Nina, he would not die, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Nina looked puzzled at Harry's relaxed face, but didn't ask any questions, "You may still be affected by the dementors. Give you some chocolate, it might make you feel better."

Harry took the chocolate and ate it. Perhaps it was an illusion, a warm current entered his stomach, and he felt that the cold air in his body seemed to be expelled.

Nina continued, "There were too many people coming to see you before, but I didn't come. I took the time to come over today and take a look. I think you should be almost fine. Why are you still so haggard on your face?"

Harry didn't speak. He didn't say that he was haunted by nightmares. Nina didn't question him either. She patted Harry on the shoulder. "Many people in Sleeping Dragon are now stimulated and are practicing the Patronus Charm very hard and seriously." , you fainted that day and didn’t see that our club was in the limelight this time.”

Harry smiled and said, "I heard from Hermione that the scene at that time was really shocking, but unfortunately I still haven't learned the Patronus Charm. If I did, I wouldn't..."

(End of this chapter)