"Previous branches have been difficult to adapt to the requirements of the current students. Although the colleges that create illusions of hostility to the outside world may seem to improve the cohesion of the colleges, there is actually no strong friendship between the students."

"All they have is a common dislike of the hostile college, which is not enough for the students to learn to cooperate and build friendship."

"Not really." Madam Pomfrey said with deep conviction. "Such a system has a very big problem. Over the years, Hogwarts students must not learn and make good friends. They have learned to be hostile to each other."

"Fortunately, everything started to change."

Professor Sprout said expectantly, "Everything is developing in a good direction."

"I hope so, and I hope these good changes can continue."

Madam Pomfrey said in agreement.

.......

Friday is always happy, and even said that when school is over on Friday, it is a happy time than the weekend.

The thought of not having to get up early tomorrow, the thought of going to Hogsmeade village tomorrow, and having fun for two days, all the students seemed very excited and cheerful.

At dinner, Ron was still happily looking forward to tomorrow's schedule, enthusiastically discussing that he would go to the Three Broomsticks Hotel for two drinks with Harry.

At night, before he could fall asleep in excitement, he was called up. It was Professor McGonagall.

At night, when everyone was already lying in bed and started to rest.

Professor McGonagall came to the fifth-grade dormitory. She opened the door and quietly walked to Ron's bed and called him up, "Ron, put on your clothes and come out with me."

Ron was caught off guard by the unexpected situation, and he got up out of bed with some anxiety.

While wearing his clothes, he asked, "Professor McGonagall, where are we going, what happened?"

"Don't ask too much, I will take you to see the principal first, and then wait for the principal's arrangement."

Professor McGonagall's tone appeared very cautious.

"Anyone else?"

Ron climbed off the bed and started buttoning his clothes.

"Yes, Fred and Joe have gone to the lounge first, and I'm going to call Ginny. You should also wait in the lounge."

Professor McGonagall turned to leave the dormitory, she had to call Ginny.

Listening to his family being called, Ron seemed even more disturbed.

A sudden fear climbed into his heart, and the shadow in the dormitory seemed to turn into a mountain and press on him. It seemed that there was a big hand that turned into a shadow, which was holding him tightly.

Ron asked in a sullen voice, "Did something happen to my house?"

He didn't dare to imagine those things, those things that had repeatedly appeared in his mind, those things that he had been worried about.

"You go down and wait. When you get to the principal, you will know it naturally."

Professor McGonagall didn't answer directly, but these silent replies were like a heavy hammer hitting Ron's heart.

He did not continue to ask more, put on his shoes silently, and walked towards the door.

"Professor, I want to follow along."

Harry got up from the bed and quickly put on his clothes.

"This....."

Professor McGonagall hesitated.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are like my family. No matter what happens, I should go and see."

Hearing something happened in Ron's house, Harry couldn't sit still. He couldn't bear to be alone.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley treated him like their own children. If they really had an accident, he couldn't imagine how he would face it.

"Well, the principal will arrange it."

Professor McGonagall turned and walked to the door and left the dormitory.

Harry quickly got dressed, he walked to Ron's side, patted his shoulder with his hand, and said nothing.

Leaning on each other, they left the dormitory silently and walked down the spiral staircase.

Fred and Joe were already waiting in the Gryffindor common room.

The twin brothers are not as lively and relaxed as they used to be. The clothes on their bodies are in a mess, and their hair is in a mess. They are walking around in the common room irritably.

"You guys are so slow."

Fred complained somewhat dissatisfied.

"Do you know what happened?"

Ron asked uneasily, he wanted to hear some good news.

"Who knows."

Fred's tone seemed a little impatient, "The news at this time is not something that makes people happy."

Who doesn't know, the family was called to the principal's office in the middle of the night.

They can't guess what happened, that is what they have been worried about, that is what they have been afraid of.

In the common room, there was dead silence again.

Soon, Ginny was also led by Professor McGonagall, her small face was pale and she looked panicked.

"Let's go, first go to the principal's office Professor McGonagall didn't say much, and took the lead and crawled out of the portrait hole.

The others followed Professor McGonagall in silence, and no one knew what to say along the way.

The dim light in the corridor seemed even more permeating at this time, causing everyone more anxiety.

The dull footsteps made their emotions sink.

In the corridor leading to the principal's office, the monster guarding in the middle has jumped aside.

There was a stone ladder from the stone wall, and when they entered the principal's office, George was already waiting there.

"What happened, principal."

After seeing George, Fred hurriedly asked.

George said calmly, "I just received news from Minister of Magic Fudge. Your father, Arthur Weasley, was attacked when he was outside Diagon Alley and he was injured."

"Is it serious? Where is my father now?" Ron asked quickly.

"It's not that the news is too bad, although the injuries are not minor, but fortunately there is no life-threatening." George calmed everyone down.

He continued, "The Dementor discovered the abnormality for the first time and scared off the murderer. Mr. Weasley has been taken to the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries."

"I want to send you back to Sirius's residence, which is closer to the hospital, where you will see your mother. You can visit your father tomorrow."

"Then hurry up, mother must be very worried now alone." Ginny said hurriedly.

The thought of her father being injured, the thought of her mother's reaction to the news made her tremble.

"How are we going?" Fred said worriedly, "Sirius is not connected to the fireplace transmission network. We can't pass through the Floo network."

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