Harry opened his eyes and felt as if he had come back to life.

This is the school hospital? Yes, this is Mrs. Pomfrey's school hospital. Harry patted his head, "Why am I here?"

His brain was still a little dull at this moment. There was a particularly gorgeous pot of flowers on the small table beside the bed. Harry had never seen them before, so he couldn't help but reach out to touch them.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have touched that bouquet of flowers." A voice came from the door.

Harry withdrew his hand and looked at the door.

The visitor was his old acquaintance, Jack Silver.

"The flower is a sleeping flower specially cultivated by Professor Sprout. It is a very wonderful flower. The fragrance it emits helps people to enter deep sleep. But this flower is not a docile guy like other magical plants. It will severely punish everyone who dares to touch its flowers. If you are not prepared, those who touch it must be prepared to sleep all day."

Jack Silver walked to his bed and turned into a folding stool to sit down. "How does it feel? Potter, a dreamless deep sleep."

The memories before began to sweep through Harry's mind, and his worries about Sirius overwhelmed his disgust towards Silver. He was about to get out of bed immediately, "Where is Sirius! Is he okay?"

"He has nothing to do, he has not been kidnapped by anyone. He went to South Yorkshire with his friends and drinks to have fun, and you are fooled by Voldemort, Porter."

"So where is he now? I want to see him."

"Who do you want to meet, Potter?"

Professor McGonagall was standing at the door of the ward. She was holding a plaid travel bag in one hand and a cane with the other, but she looked pretty good.

"Professor McGonagall!" Harry exclaimed, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mr. Porter." Professor McGonagall looked unhappy, "Do you think just a few coma curses can cause me? I've been healed for a day in St. Mungo. But you, Porter."

"How many more troubles did you make when I'm away? Potter." Professor McGonagall obviously did not intend to let Porter go, "threatening the professor and leaving the school privately in violation of school rules. If Umbridge is still there, you should be fired now, Mr. Potter."

"But--"

"Don't say, Porter." Professor McGonagall raised his voice. "You should be glad you have good luck, Porter. If you want to see Sirius, then wait a few more days. You can naturally see Sirius after the holiday."

"Is he really okay?" Harry asked.

"Potter, your heart is really fucked." Professor McGonagall disagreed. "Siris is an adult wizard, a clever character who can escape from Azkaban. I think it's better for you to care more about your own affairs. Potter, you missed the three ordinary wizard level tests, spell studies, transforming techniques and protecting magic animals. This means that your Auror dream has been shattered-"

"My God, how many days have I slept?" Harry said incredible.

"Three full days."

"Oh, no." Harry Potter was hit by this sudden news. He only had nine subjects in total, three without grades, and with no confidence in divination, astronomy and magic history, what Harry is more confident is the black magic defense and herbs. Oh, maybe he can also add potions that are superb because they are not Snape's invigilator.

"Hmph, so," Professor McGonagall said in a dissatisfied nasal voice. "You may have obtained three O.w.l.s certificates like the Weasley brothers, and you can barely pass the test. With such results, you can't find any decent jobs."

"Well, I want to tell you too." Silver made a serious expression, "Professor Dumbledore asked me to tell you not to take this kind of failure in the exam. The guard position of Hogwarts' hunting ground is ready for you at any time. This job does not require any o.w.l.s certificates, it only requires a little courage and perseverance."

Harry thought of the little brother of the Seagrid in the Forbidden Forest and couldn't help but shivered.

"Silver, don't joke with Porter." Professor McGonagall said, but there was a smile on her tense face. "Since you're fine, just come out and walk around. Porter, I'll consider submitting a special application to the new principal to ask you to take the three more exams next year, but you don't have to think about the advanced classes of these three courses next year."

"Silver, come with me to meet the new principal, Sclinger. Don't stay here to cause trouble for Mrs. Pomfrey." Professor McGonagall stuffed his travel bag into Silver's hand.

"The weather outside is very good, I suggest you go outside and take some fresh air now." Professor McGonagall emphasized again.

Harry looked at the two of them leaving the ward in a dizzy manner, and then he realized that he had many questions but didn't ask. Is Dumbledore back? How is Hagrid? Will the Order of the Phoenix encirclement and suppress Voldemort?

He stood there blankly for a while, and then decided to go out for a walk after listening to Professor McGonagall.

As Harry walked through the grass, the hot sun shone on his body, and a wave of heat came towards him. The students lay in the grass, basking in the sun, some chatting, some reading the Prophet's House, and eating candy. When he passed by, they all looked at him, and some greeted him loudly,
Chapter completed!