Ivan saw Harry fall in the mud, splashing water.
The rain splashed on Harry's face, and his arms hung in the air at a very strange angle. Ivan hurriedly ran to the center of the field, he couldn't just watch Harry's bones being taken off by Lockhart.
By the time he made his way through the crowd of onlookers, Lockhart was already standing in front of Harry.
"Don't worry, leave everything to me, children!" he said in a reassuring tone. "It's just a simple charm, and I have used it countless times."
As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeves of his emerald green dress.
"No, don't!" Harry said weakly.
But it didn't work, Lockhart was already twirling his wand. A second later, he aimed his wand at Harry's arm.
It was too late to stop, so Ivan had to take out his wand and point it at Harry.
"Armor protection!" he yelled.
The next second, a red light flew out from the tip of the wand, and at the same time Lockhart's light blue spell hit Harlem, his spell also arrived.
Maybe it was because of the effect of the training during this period, maybe Lockhart's magic power level was too low. Anyway, everyone saw Lockhart's spell being bounced back.
The light blue arc traced a beautiful trajectory in mid-air, hitting Percy who was standing beside Lockhart accurately.
Percy fainted suddenly, and the people around him gasped.
They saw that Percy's left arm, which was hit by the curse, was instantly sucked out, drooping limply, like a thick, flesh-colored rubber glove.
"Oh my God, his bones are gone?!"
"Ha!" Lockhart looked equally panicked, "Yeah, that's right, this happens sometimes, it must be some kind of reaction between Ivan's Iron Armor Curse and my spell. But don't worry , which classmate can carry him to Madam Pomfrey, and she can give him some repairs."
Fred and George gave Lockhart a hard look, and carried Percy to the school hospital. Ginny followed with a pale face and tears in the corners of her eyes.
In the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey only took a second to set Harry's bones together, but when she saw Percy's arm, she looked very unhappy.
"What did you do to him?! Poor boy, he has no bones in his entire arm and I need to grow them back now."
"I'm sorry, Percy, I didn't expect this..." Ivan looked frustrated.
"It was just an accident, Alvin!" Percy shook his head.
Ivan, Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley family all gathered around Percy's hospital bed, their faces full of worry. Although Gryffindor won the Quidditch match, seeing Percy's current state, there is no People can be happy.
"It's all Lockhart's fault, there's something wrong with his spell," said Fred.
"It's not his fault, it's Ivan's Iron Armor Curse that reacted to his spell." Hermione defended Lockhart.
"Everyone knows that armor only bounces the spell back," George said.
"But... ... "
"Why are you protecting Lockhart now, Hermione?"
Ron said loudly, "If Harry or Percy want the bone removed, they'll do it themselves."
"Everyone makes mistakes." Hermione blushed, "Lockhart also wanted to help."
"He's not helping. If it wasn't for Ivan, it would be Harry lying here now."
"Keep quiet, children!" Madam Pomfrey came back carrying a big bottle with the label "Skeleton Spirit" on it, "You should let him rest more, it's a tough night, long bones are A difficult thing."
As she spoke, she poured out a large steaming mug and handed it to Percy.
Everyone watched as Percy swallowed the Bone Spirit with a painful expression on his face, coughing repeatedly and spitting, and Ginny hurriedly fed him a few sips of water.
After Percy was relieved, Madam Pomfrey told them to leave quickly, while the Weasleys insisted on staying with Percy a little longer.
However, Madam Pomfrey disagreed with so many people staying here. In the end, Ivan, Harry and Hermione had to go back to the common room first.
"Don't worry, Evan!"
Harry patted Ivan on the shoulder, "It's not your fault, if you weren't there just now... Percy was just too unlucky, he shouldn't be so close to Lockhart."
"Harry, Professor Lockhart was just trying to help you, the problem was that crazy Bludger, someone bewitched it!" said Hermione.
"But, who..."
"I think I know."
Ivan pulled them into the empty Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom next to him, and explained, "It's Dobby the house elf, who cast magic on the Bludger."
Ai Wen told what he saw, and when he was halfway through, a green figure suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.
In the dimly lit classroom, Dobby stared at the three of them pitifully with his two tennis-ball-like eyes, a tear rolled down his long pointed nose.
"Dobby, what are you doing here?" Harry asked in surprise.
"Harry Potter is back at school," he whispered sadly. "Dobby has reminded Harry Potter time and time again. Ah, sir, why didn't you heed Dobby's warning? Harry Potter missed the train, Why don't you go home?"
"Wait, how do you know I missed the train?" Harry asked suddenly.
Dobby's lips quivered, and he looked suspiciously so.
"You did it?!" said Harry slowly. "You sealed the partition from us!"
"Exactly, sir." Dobby said, nodding desperately, flapping his big ears, "Dobby hid nearby, waited for Harry Potter, then sealed off the passage, and Dobby had to iron himself afterwards hand!"
He held up ten long, bandaged fingers to the three of them.
"Why did you burn your hands with the iron?" Hermione said in surprise.
"Because Dobby wanted to punish himself, but Dobby didn't care. Dobby thought Harry Potter was safe now, and Dobby never dreamed that Harry Potter and his friends actually took another way to school!"
He swayed back and forth, and his ugly head kept moving, which made Ivan have to doubt his IQ.
"Dobby was taken aback when he heard that Harry Potter had returned to Hogwarts, and burned his master's supper! What a frightful whipping, which Dobby has never experienced before, sir..."
"You almost got Ivan, Ron and I fired!" Harry said angrily, "You'd better disappear before I can hold back and strangle you."
"Dobby doesn't care!" Dobby smiled faintly, "Dobby is used to death threats, and Dobby hears them five times a day at home."
"Wait, who is threatening you?" Hermione frowned.
"Dobby can't say the master's name." Dobby shook his head, "Dobby can't reveal the secrets of the master's family."
He blew his nose on the corner of the dirty pillowcase he was wearing, looking pitiful.
"Well, why are you wearing that, Dobby?" Harry asked curiously, looking less annoyed than at first.
"It's a symbol of house-elf slavery!" Dobby tugged at the pillowcase.
"Slave?!" Hermione frowned even more.
"Yes, Dobby can only be free if his master gives him clothes to wear. The family is very careful not to give Dobby even a pair of socks, because then Dobby will be free, just away from their home forever."