The Unsolved Mystery, Dumbledore's Speech

The next day.

Aaron slept in naturally in his hospital bed. It was the first time he had gotten up this late since starting school.

He glanced at the others who were already awake, then looked across the room. A one-eyed, lame patient was studying him with great interest.

"The real Professor Alastor Moody," Cedric explained quietly. "After Dumbledore saw him last night, he became very interested in you."

"Heh! I'm not interested in men," Aaron said flatly. Then he pulled a lollipop from Abei's pocket and stuck it in his mouth without a shred of decorum.

"Not interested in men? Then are you interested in women?" Fleur asked, looking at him teasingly.

Aaron raised an eyebrow and said speechlessly, "Miss Delacour, I admit you're very beautiful, but I'm not interested in you. After all, I'm only a handsome fifteen-year-old boy. I haven't considered women yet."

"What a hypocrite. Sometimes I really can't tell whether you're lying or telling the truth."

"It's definitely a lie," Harry said, delighted to stir things up. "Adrian said last night—"

"Shut up, Harry." Aaron cut him off immediately. "Don't forget that I saved your life."

Harry sheepishly shut his mouth.

But Fleur seemed to have misunderstood something. The corners of her lips curved upward unconsciously.

Just then, the doors to the School Hospital suddenly opened. Madam Pomfrey entered with two House Elves carrying breakfast for the injured students.

"You are all basically fine and may leave today. But Cedric, you'd better not do any heavy work for the next week. It won't help your shoulder recover."

"Understood, Madam Pomfrey."

"All right, I won't disturb your meal. Let me know when you leave." Madam Pomfrey turned and left the room.

Harry picked up a bowl of pumpkin porridge. As he ate, he asked distractedly, "What