Not long after Silan and the others left, and before Harry had even fallen asleep, Dobby arrived.
House-elf looks much Dobby other house-elves.
It has bat-like ears and tennis ball-sized eyes.
When Harry learned from him that Dobby was Dobby the trouble he and Ron had caused by missing the train and even the Bludger suddenly going crazy and breaking his arm, he became furious.
"That's fantastic, Dobby!"
Harry gritted his teeth, somewhat angrily saying, "You've done so much for me, you've protected me so well!"
"I almost got expelled from school, and I almost got hit by Bludger!"
"And here you are again! I really want to ask, Mr. Dobby, what method are you planning to use to save me this time, and then take my life in the process?"
Dobby swayed back and forth, his ugly head bobbing up and down, and said in a sorrowful tone, "Why didn't Harry Potter listen to Dobby's warnings?"
"Danger! Danger is coming!"
"Hogwarts is not safe at all; you should go home!"
"Come on!"
Harry snapped, "You'd better get out of here before my bones heal!"
"Or I'll strangle you!"
Dobby smiled faintly, "Sir, Dobby is used to death threats."
"Dobby hears this five times a day at home. Listen to me, sir, Hogwarts is really not safe. The Chamber of Secrets has been opened again..."
Dobby grabbed Harry's water jug and smashed it over his own head, yelling.
"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"
Harry, sensing Dobby's mention of the Chamber of Secrets, pressed, "Tell me, Dobby, was the Chamber of Secrets opened before?"
"Please, sir, don't ask anymore! I beg you..."
Dobby could finish speaking, he suddenly sensed something was amiss.
It seemed as if someone was quietly standing behind me.
He was startled and tried to use magic to escape, but found himself unable to move.
"Wow, this is really lively tonight... Harry, are you having some kind of party?"
Dumbledore's voice suddenly rang out behind Dobby.
He said cheerfully, "I really hope I can be invited to the party next time."
"Sir..." Harry looked at Dobby was motionless, "What's wrong with him?"
"Don't worry, Harry," Dumbledore said with a smile, "He'll be fine."
Dumbledore's penetrating gaze fell upon Dobby, scrutinizing him, but he quickly looked away in disappointment.
He waved his hand, Dobby vanished instantly.
This unexpected visitor didn't bring him much useful new information.
"What's going on?" Madam Pomfrey's voice came from outside.
Harry craned his neck to look out, and saw Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey whispering around a statue.
"Splash!"
Dumbledore drew the curtains around Harry's eyes, blocking his view.
"You should rest, Harry."
"Gentlemen..."
"Sleep, child. You'll be fine tomorrow, everything will be alright." Dumbledore sighed and walked towards the statue.
Harry, rather unruly, pulled the curtain open a crack.
By the moonlight streaming through the window, he saw Colin, petrified.
Before being petrified, Colin seemed to have seen something terrifying; his eyes were wide open, almost bulging out, his face contorted, yet he still clutched his camera tightly in his hand.
Dumbledore turned and glanced at him.
Harry quickly drew the curtains and lay back down, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned.
Things are getting more and more complicated...
So much had happened that night that Harry's mind was in complete disarray.
This kept him in a semi-conscious state almost constantly.
When he was fully awake, sunlight was already shining on his hospital bed.
Harry's arm has grown back bone, but it's still very stiff.
Madam Pomfrey brought over the breakfast tray, put it down, and began to gently stretch his arms and fingers.
"You're quite good-looking," Madam Pomfrey nodded. "You can leave after you finish breakfast."
"Oh, your friends have come to see you."
After drawing back the curtains for Harry, Madam Pomfrey left the ward.
Silan, Hermione, and Ron walked in through the door and greeted Harry.
Good morning, Harry.
Good morning to you all!
Harry was delighted that someone had come to see him. Forgetting about his meal, he waved to them and then lowered his voice to recount what had happened the previous night about Colin and Dobby.
Ron couldn't help but interrupt him when he mentioned Colin: "We already heard about this from Professor McGonagall this morning. As for Dobby..."
At this point, Ron, like a detective who had gathered all the clues, stroked his chin and began to reason.
"I think it's pretty clear. Lucius Malfoy must have opened the Chamber of Secrets when he was in school, and now he's teaching dear Draco to do the same."
"Therefore, Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin."
Ron was completely absorbed in his speculation, speaking rapidly, "Gryffindor won the Quidditch Match, and Flint said the Golden Snitch was right above Malfoy's head, but he just couldn't see it."
This infuriated him, so he took it out on Colin.
"So he deliberately opened the Chamber of Secrets, letting the monster inside attack Colin."
The logic was completely self-consistent, Ron was practically applauding his own deduction.
Even Hermione and Harry are seriously considering his statement.
In response, Silan had to pour cold water on their enthusiasm.
"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."
"I've already investigated; Malfoy is not Heir of Slytherin."
[Silver Tongue: Proficiency +1]
The three looked at each other in bewilderment.
Ron punched the bed frame in frustration. "It doesn't make sense! How could it not be Malfoy? My reasoning is correct!"
"Putting the facts aside, just based on Malfoy's rat-like face, it should be him!"
Harry shifted his legs, moving a little further away from Ron's fist, and said with a troubled expression, "If it's not Malfoy, then who could it be?"
Their jumbled thoughts were giving them a headache.
Since Silan has said so, how could she be wrong?
Although she knew the whole story perfectly well, Silan had no intention of revealing it.
Things are far from reaching their most advantageous point for him.
News of Colin Creevey's attack quickly spread throughout the school.
More and more new versions of the rumors about the Chamber of Secrets and the monster have spread, and everyone is becoming increasingly suspicious.
First-year students always appear in groups of three or five, afraid of being attacked if they go out alone.
Students chattered excitedly as they exchanged amulets, talismans, and other items believed to protect them, a practice that quickly became popular throughout the school.
Neville probably felt that one amulet wasn't enough, so he bought a stinking green onion dome, a pointed Crystal, and a rotting newt tail.
Silan paid no attention to these matters, remaining engrossed in making the Baruffio's Brain Elixir.
After failing nearly five times, Silan finally improved her success rate.
Select the 20 bottles of the highest quality Baruffio's Brain Elixir.
Silan took them to Snape to hand in the task.