Silan's Only Flaw Was That He Was Too Selfless and Kind
The three of them walked towards the Hospital Wing.
They had just arrived at the Hospital Wing and hadn't even entered when they heard Madam Pomfrey angrily berating Dumbledore.
Where on earth did Dumbledore go?
"Is that stupid conference really more important than the safety of the young wizards, at this time?"
"Another one! Another little wizard has been petrified!"
"I will definitely..." when he comes back.
Silan and Hermione turned their heads away in unison, pretending they hadn't heard anything.
"Cough cough."
Professor McGonagall coughed awkwardly twice and walked toward Madam Pomfrey.
"Poppy..."
"Oh, Professor McGonagall, that's wonderful!"
Madam Pomfrey stormed up to her and demanded, "Dumbledore returned?"
"Uh... I think he'll be back soon."
Madam Pomfrey frowned, still somewhat angry, but did not dwell on the matter.
She tilted her head and glanced at Professor McGonagall, then asked, "So, what do you want with me?"
Seeing that Madam Pomfrey was no longer pressing the issue of Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
When it comes to the issue of young wizards getting injured, Madam Pomfrey doesn't give face to anyone.
Even Dumbledore only gets scolded.
Professor McGonagall stepped aside for the two children behind her. "I'd like to trouble you to examine Prewett, he..."
"I've heard about it; he's very brave."
Madam Pomfrey glanced at Silan and warned, somewhat angrily, "But it's also dangerous. You should follow the professors' instructions to evacuate."
"And you professors," Madam Pomfrey said angrily to Professor McGonagall, "How could you send a student to fight Basilisk and a madman?"
"This is absolutely a dereliction of duty by the professors!"
"You're right, Poppy."
Professor McGonagall sighed with some shame, "We will reflect on our actions."
"But for now, let's examine Mr. Prewett first."
Madam Pomfrey didn't say anything more, and simply nodded.
Although her words were harsh, Professor McGonagall knew that Madam Pomfrey was simply worried about the young wizard's safety.
Of all the people at Hogwarts, probably no one cared more about the safety and lives of the young wizards Madam Pomfrey.
Therefore, Professor McGonagall did not feel offended.
Their fundamental purpose is the same.
"Don't worry, Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall looked down at Hermione and said softly, "He'll be alright."
"Let me tell you a secret, Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are in no way inferior to the therapists at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. You can completely trust her."
Hermione nodded vigorously.
The two waited for a while before Madam Pomfrey came out.
"What was the result?" Professor McGonagall asked, her lips pressed tightly together.
Hermione looked at her with hopeful eyes.
"Overall, there's nothing seriously wrong," Madam Pomfrey said earnestly. "My examination revealed no obvious problems."
Hermione asked with delight, "Then can he be discharged from the hospital?"
"No." Madam Pomfrey shook her head.
"I think he should stay here for the night and have some tests and observations done to avoid any potential problems."
"I see..."
Hermione nodded dejectedly, then mustered her hope again and asked cautiously, "Can I go see him?"
"This..." Madam Pomfrey hesitated for a moment.
"Please, Madam Pomfrey. Just think how lonely he is all alone."
Hermione pleaded in a pitiful, wronged little voice, looking up at Madam Pomfrey with wide, blinking eyes.
"Let her go, it'll only be for a little while," Professor McGonagall said, speaking up for Hermione.
Madam Pomfrey glared at Professor McGonagall, but seeing Hermione's expression, her resolve wavered. "He needs rest..."
Hermione still looked at her pitifully.
"Alright," Madam Pomfrey conceded, "Five minutes then."
"Thank you! And Professor McGonagall!"
Hermione jumped up happily on the floor, bowed eagerly to the two of them, and ran to Silan's ward.
Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall exchanged a glance, then turned to look at Hermione's retreating figure and smiled softly.
Hermione cautiously entered the ward, and when she saw Silan on the bed, tears welled up in her eyes.
She turned around, wiped her eyes, and then walked over.
"You're here, Hermione," Silan said, smiling at her.
Hermione sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him tenderly, but said with a hint of reproach, "You were too reckless! This should have been left to the professors."
You might get hurt.
"The Basilisk might petrify you, or even..."
The thought of that terrible outcome made Hermione's lips tremble, and she couldn't utter a single word.
Silan took Hermione's hand, looked into her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, Hermione, I worried you."
As he spoke, a pitiful expression appeared on his face.
Hermione pouted, wanting to complain a bit more, but seeing Silan lying on the bed looking so pitiful, her heart softened instantly. She said gently, "I'm not blaming you, I was just too worried."
Sigh, Silan's only flaw is that she's too selfless and kind.
He's too easily fooled; I need to help him more, Hermione thought.
The two chatted for a while, and when Lockhart was mentioned, Hermione was still somewhat shaken.
"I never imagined Lockhart would turn out like this; he's like a completely different person."
"Think about it, back when he was in class, he couldn't even handle House-elf, but now he can use the Killing Curse without any restraint!"
At this point, Hermione frowned and said, "I really hope the professors can get something out of him."
As the two were talking, Madam Pomfrey knocked on the door from the outside to remind them.
"Alright, you should go back and rest now. I need to check him over again."
"I..." Hermione hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.
"No," Madam Pomfrey said firmly, then softened her tone slightly, "Go back. If everything is alright, he can be discharged tomorrow."
"You can come see him again tomorrow morning. Go ahead, child."
Hermione nodded and left, glancing back several times.
"It seems you two have a good relationship."
Madam Pomfrey looked away from Hermione and smiled at Silan.
After saying this, Madam Pomfrey gave Silan a thorough examination and then gave him a bottle of extremely sour medicine.
"It's getting late, you should get some rest." Madam Pomfrey packed up her medical equipment. "We'll have another check-up tomorrow morning, and if everything's fine, you can be discharged."
"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey," Silan said.
"It's my duty."
Madam Pomfrey waved her hand, turned and walked out of the ward, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
After everyone left, the room became quiet.
Silan stared blankly at the ceiling.
What happened today was so sudden.
He had originally thought that Lockhart would one day expose himself and be noticed by Dumbledore.
This matter will ultimately end in a discreet manner.
I never imagined Lockhart would go so crazy and make such a big fuss about this.
And there's also Tom Riddle...
The memory of the eerie black mist that emerged from the Basilisk's mouth when it bit off Lockhart's arm filled Silan with unease.
Unable to fall asleep, Silan simply opened her Suitcase and went inside.
He had many questions to ask the Basilisk.