Chapter 349 Awakening

"Umm..."

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Fish rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed in the infirmary.

Then he caught sight of Professor McGonagall sitting beside the bed, and a large group of students behind her.

In other words, there was no big problem with Fish and Harry. Otherwise, with so many people crowded in the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey would have gone crazy.

"Fish, are you okay?"

Professor McGonagall reached out and touched the kitten's forehead and asked with concern.

"It's okay, meow!"

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The little cat replied energetically, then touched its belly and said, "It's just that Feishu is a little hungry now, meow..."

"I have something to eat!"

"I have one here too!"

"Fish, eat mine first. It's a big portion and will make you full easily!"

As soon as the girls standing behind Professor McGonagall heard Maomao shouting that they were hungry, they immediately took out a variety of food from their pockets and handed them to Fish.

Fish casually took the two hungry-looking pieces of food, and while unpacking them, he asked, "Where's Harry? Is he okay?"

Patting Fish's little head happily, Professor McGonagall pointed to the hospital bed next to Fish and replied: "Potter is lying over there. He is not awake yet. Dementors are very sensitive to those who are already very vulnerable." The impact will be relatively large.”

"oh……"

The little cat nodded in understanding, chewed the food in his mouth, and agreed vaguely: "Harry is indeed quite weak, meow."

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Just as he was talking, Ron's shout suddenly came from next door——

"Thank God, Harry, you're finally awake!"

Fish immediately jumped off the bed, ran over with the food in his hand, and naturally everyone else followed him.

So as soon as Harry opened his eyes and was still confused, he found that he was already surrounded by people.

"Harry, do you want something to eat?"

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The little cat borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha and handed over the food in his hand.

"Huh? Oh... no, thank you."

Harry was stunned for a moment, politely rejected Maomao's kindness, and then endured the pain everywhere in his body and sat up from the hospital bed...

Although Dumbledore used a spell in time to save Harry, the situation happened too suddenly and Dumbledore was unable to fully relieve the force of his fall, so Harry was not seriously injured, but some minor injuries were caused. There were quite a few small bruises and scrapes.

Seeing the grinning look on Harry's face when he sat up, Fish gave him a rejuvenation spell.

"Thanks."

Feeling the pain in his body subside quickly, Harry thanked him again.

Then, he turned around and asked the question he was most concerned about -

"How was the game?"

Everyone was silent.

Only Fei Xu shook his head, "Fi Xu just woke up too, so I don't know, Meow."

(`ω≡`ω)

Harry's heart sank, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope: "We didn't... lose, did we?"

"That Malfoy kid caught the Snitch," Fred said through gritted teeth: "He must have secretly caught him while Fish was fighting off the Dementors. I saw him with my own eyes when the Dementors first appeared. Escape on a broomstick!"

"But that's the rule. The Slytherins caught the snitch, so they win."

George added regretfully from the sidelines.

Harry buried his face between his knees and pulled his hair with his hands, looking very annoyed.

His teammates rushed to comfort him.

On this matter, Fei Xu, who didn't understand Quidditch, couldn't say anything. He sat aside and chewed the food in his hand silently.

After being comforted by his teammates, Harry quickly recovered from his annoyance. Anyway, they had won the championship once, so even though they lost the game, they were not particularly sad.

Not to mention that this game was "stolen" by Slytherin. Everyone was still unconvinced and did not feel that they had really lost.

So everyone attacked Slytherin and Malfoy with the same hatred.

Several Slytherin girls who were close to Fish curled their lips in disdain. They didn't think there was anything wrong with what Malfoy and the others did.

And Fish didn't join in the fun. Although he didn't know much about the rules of Quidditch, since Ms. Hooch thought that Slytherin had won, Malfoy's approach was allowed by the rules. Harry could only say that Too timid to give them a chance.

However, the considerate cat did not stimulate Harry anymore and continued to chew the food silently...

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After a while of chatting, everyone quickly became quiet again. Harry looked at them doubtfully and found that his teammates seemed to have strange expressions, and Ron was even more hesitant to speak.

Harry suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart because he thought of his broomstick...

He vaguely remembered that he fell off the broom and before he was completely unconscious, he seemed to see his Nimbus 2000 being blown away by the strong wind in mid-air. Where exactly it flew to, Harry didn't know. .

"Has anyone taken my nimbus?"

Harry looked at Ron nervously.

"Well……"

"What's the matter?"

Harry looked at this and that, feeling even more anxious.

Ron hesitated for a moment, then replied in a huff, "That's right... when you fell down, it was blown away by the wind."

"and after?"

"Then... it hit... it hit the whomping willow."

Harry's insides clenched.

"What happened next?" he asked, but he was afraid of hearing the answer.

"Well, you know that whomping willow," Ron said: "It...it doesn't like the feeling of being hit. Just before you woke up, Professor Flitwick just sent it back."

As he spoke, he slowly leaned over to pick up a bag at his feet and turned it upside down. More than a dozen wood chips and twigs fell on the bed. These were the remains of Harry's Nimbus 2000.

"I'm sorry, bro."

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, and other teammates also expressed sympathy and comforted him.

But at this time, Harry couldn't hear anything at all, and could only stare at the pile of debris in front of him in a daze.

"Minerva..."

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Fish put down the food in his hand and tugged at Professor McGonagall beside him.

"How about you give Harry another broom? Didn't you say that you can use the team's funds to buy Meowth?"

Professor McGonagall rubbed Fish's head and said with a wry smile: "That broom last time has almost consumed the team's funds. Even if you want to buy it now, you can probably only afford a Sweep Five Star or Comet 260." "

Gryffindor doesn't have someone to take advantage of like Malfoy. It's not that easy to buy a new broom.

"I can buy my own broomstick, and it will definitely not affect the subsequent games!"

Harry said through gritted teeth after feeling sad for a while.

He even had the idea of ​​using all his savings to buy a Firebolt and help the team win the championship in the subsequent games. However, this somewhat prudent idea was quickly suppressed by Harry. But there is no problem in buying another Nimbus 2000.

Even choosing to buy Nimbus 2001 is not a problem. 2001 is not much more expensive than 2000, and it is within the range that Harry can afford.

It was just out of nostalgia for his own broomstick and disgust for Slytherin and Malfoy that Harry didn't want to use the same broomstick with them.

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The original work is very strange. After Harry's broom broke, he didn't immediately think about buying a new broom. Instead, he trained with the very worn-out "Meteor" that was eliminated from the team for a long time until Christmas, nearly three months later. Festival, Sirius brought the Firebolt.

Afterwards, the Firebolt was taken for inspection by Professor McGonagall. Seeing that he was about to be late for the game, he thought of buying a new one for use... This was a bit logically unreasonable, and it felt a bit like forcing the Firebolt to appear.