Bab 115: Chapter 115: Lockhart's Marvelous De-Boning Charm
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"Don't be a fool," Fred said, "it will knock your head off."
Wood looked at Harry, then at the Weasley twins.
"Oliver, this is not reasonable," Alicia Spinnet said angrily, "You cannot let Harry face that thing alone, we should request an investigation!"
"If we stop now, we will be disqualified from the match!" Harry said, "We cannot lose to Slytherin because of one rogue Bludger! Come on, Oliver, tell them to leave me alone!"
"This is your fault," George said furiously to Wood, "'Either you catch the Snitch or die trying', you really have lost your mind saying that to him!"
At this moment, Madam Hooch came to them and looked at Wood, asking, "Can the match continue?"
Seeing the determined look on Harry's face, Wood could only nod. "Alright, Fred, George, you heard what Harry said. Don't interfere, let him deal with the Bludger himself."
Although Wood's decision was somewhat harsh, it was indeed the best strategy.
If Harry didn't get knocked out by the Bludger, that is.
Madam Hooch blew her whistle again, and the match resumed.
The rain poured heavier, and Harry had a very difficult time dodging the constantly incoming Bludger.
Meanwhile, in the audience stands, Lynn and Irina's eyes were not fixed on Harry, who seemed to be dancing ballet on the pitch while avoiding the Bludger, but were constantly searching for any sign of Dobby.
If Dobby was going to cast a spell on the Bludger, then he must be somewhere in a corner of this Quidditch pitch.
Unfortunately, even when Harry caught the Golden Snitch but was then struck by the rogue Bludger, breaking his arm, Lynn and Irina still could not find any trace of Dobby.
It seems they could only wait until Harry was in the hospital wing for Dobby to show up himself.
The two shook their heads inwardly at the same time.
After being violently slammed to the ground, Harry lost consciousness. When he finally came to, he found himself still lying on the Quidditch pitch, with Lockhart leaning over him.
"Oh no, not you..." Harry seemed to have a premonition as he groaned.
"I don't know what he's talking about," Lockhart didn't hear Harry's words as he twirled his wand, "Don't worry, Harry, I'm about to fix your arm!"
At the same time, Irina hurried over with Ron and Hermione to the Quidditch pitch, looking at Harry with concern.
However, out of Ron and Hermione's sight, Irina quietly took out the two-way mirror gifted by Lynn and infused magic into the camera on the back.
With a faint glow, everything happening in front of Irina was captured by this tiny camera.
Lockhart aimed his wand at Harry's arm and uttered an incantation very similar to a healing spell.
Immediately, Harry felt an odd, very uncomfortable sensation like lightning shooting from his shoulder all the way to his fingertips, as if his arm was being hollowed out.
Harry closed his eyes, not daring to look at his hand.
There were gasps all around, while Colin Creevey, wearing his Alchemy goggles, busily snapped photos.
As Lockhart proudly announced that he had successfully healed Harry's arm, Irina stepped forward and pinched Harry's arm, which now felt like a thick rubber pipe.
So this was Lockhart's marvelous de-boning charm?!
Irina was quite amazed. If one could remove an enemy's arm bones during battle, it would certainly deprive them of all combat ability. This was much more useful than the Disarming Charm!
After all, even if a wizard's Disarming Charm hit an enemy and removed their wand, the enemy could still counterattack through wandless magic if they were capable of it.
However, even with wandless magic, a wizard still needed to channel their magic through their body. The main body parts used for wandless magic were the arms. If an enemy's arm bones were removed, they would likely be unable to perform any magic, wandless or not.
After discovering that all the bones in Harry's arm had been removed, Lockhart casually slipped away, while Irina, Hermione, and Ron took Harry to the hospital wing.
"You should have called me! I could have fixed the bones in a second, but regrowing them... "
Madam Pomfrey looked displeased as she gingerly lifted Harry's poor, limp arm.
And so, Harry was forced to stay in the hospital wing. Ron helped draw the curtains around his bed and helped change Harry into pajamas.
After a while, the Gryffindor Quidditch team came to visit Harry in the ward, but they were soon shouted away by Madam Pomfrey, including the trio of Irina, Ron, and Hermione.
However, although Irina obediently left the hospital wing, she did not return to the Gryffindor common room after the feast, but rather sneaked back.
Outside the hospital wing entrance, Irina met up with Lynn.
"I've got the recording and sent it to your two-way mirror," said Irina, showing Lynn the mirror.
Lynn smiled and nodded, then took Irina's small hand.
"Keep it down, we don't want Madam Pomfrey to notice us."
Lynn waved his wand, casting Disillusionment Charms on both Irina and himself.
Feeling the warmth in her palm, Irina felt a bit uneasy, but she didn't struggle. After all, with both of them invisible, holding hands was the only way to be aware of each other's exact location.
In the dark corridor, the hospital wing door somehow opened a crack, but quickly closed again.
On the bed, Harry slowly woke up. It felt like a very long time had passed. Suddenly, he let out a muffled cry of pain, feeling like countless knives were slicing through his arm.
Harry initially thought the arm pain had woken him, but he was soon horrified to realize that someone was dabbing his forehead with a sponge in the darkness.
Harry gazed over anxiously, but quickly recognized the figure. "Dobby!"
The house-elf Dobby stared at him with tennis ball-sized eyes in the darkness, a tear rolling down his pointed, long nose.
"Harry Potter came back to school," Dobby said sadly in a small voice, "Dobby warned Harry Potter, over and over, ah sir, why didn't you listen to Dobby's warnings? Why didn't Harry Potter go home when he missed the train?"
Harry propped himself up on the pillow and pushed Dobby's sponge away.
"What are you doing here?" Harry seemed to have sensed something as he demanded, "How did you know I missed the train?"
Dobby's lips trembled, and Harry immediately became suspicious.
(End of chapter)
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