Not long after returning to London, Harry began to have a high fever... To be honest, if this was the price that had to be paid for killing a demon, Harry would rather the temperature on his forehead be a few degrees higher.
Therefore, although Harry was currently lying on the bed in a state of being sometimes awake and sometimes confused, his mood did not seem to be as bad as he imagined.
However, in another room separated by only one wall from the one he lived in, Ron, who could only lie on the bed and could do nothing, was filled with complicated sighs.
"Forget it... It's just a change from 'waste' to 'legless waste'. Since they are all waste, what's the difference if they have legs or not?"
Half leaning on the soft pillow, Ron turned his face sideways and looked out the window at the crystal clear world of ice. After subconsciously reaching out and touching the space below half of his thighs, he sighed self-deprecatingly.
Because the leg was so completely broken, even in the magical world, it was difficult to regenerate it by ordinary means.
Of course, what kept him from despair even after losing his legs, and even allowed him to lie in bed and laugh at himself as he was now, was definitely not the "trash" argument he said.
Over the past few days, Ron has witnessed countless cruel scenes with everyone. Compared with those who died humbly in this disaster, he is still alive. This is already a blessing. thing. And if he is so "lucky", what reason does he have for calling himself "unfortunate"
"...Yeah! I'm already lucky...it's just useless, that's all."
Just as Ron was looking out the window and mumbling to himself, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
Then, without waiting for Ron to respond, the door opened with a "squeak" sound, and a series of familiar footsteps extended from outside the door to the bedside.
"Ron, you're awake."
"Well," Ron scratched his head and turned his head slightly, forcing out a half-hearted smile, "Ginny... how is Harry?"
"He's still having a fever, but according to Delphi, it shouldn't be anything. It's just some sequelae of excessive use of mental power. I just gave him some water and he's asleep again, so... I'll come over and take a look. you."
"I'm fine, don't worry too much!" Ron smiled at his sister again, patted the broken leg carelessly and said, "Look! It's healing very well, and there's no more pain... I heard from Hermione, Hohenheim The lady has also agreed to make me a pair of alchemical prosthetic legs - maybe even engraved runes on the legs! I have to run faster next time to avoid breaking my arms again... Oh , Speaking of which, if my arms were made with alchemy, I would become more powerful, right?"
He just kept talking, as if he was comforting Ginny, but also seemed to be comforting himself. Beside the hospital bed, Ginny sat down on the chair beside the bed - she did not try to interrupt Ron, she just listened quietly, and when her eyes occasionally glanced at the other person's broken legs, a flash of light appeared in her eyes. Sadly.
In fact, Ginny's situation is not much different from Ron's. Today, when she watched Harry in a desperate situation on the battlefield, but found that she could hardly help him and could only be taken away from the center of the battle by Neville, she was undoubtedly very painful.
So... although she couldn't fully understand Ron's inner pain, she could somewhat understand it.
After a while, Ron, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, probably talked too much, and fatigue took over his body again. As he spoke, he gradually dozed off again.
After Ginny stared at his still frowning face for a while, she took out her wand and shook it gently, then laid him flat on the bed and covered him with the quilt.
"Have a good rest and I'll see you again at dinner time."
After saying something softly, she stood up from the chair and quietly exited the room.
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At the other end of the corridor a little further from Harry and Ron's rooms was a small sitting room that was mostly vacant, both before and after the disaster—apparently not a big deal in the former Buckingham Palace. matter.
However, in the past two days, it has rarely been of any use.
"Crack."
Hermione reached out and turned the handle, pushed the door open, walked in, and then closed the door again. Then she saw that Delphi and many other people were in the living room, and they were divided into several places, sitting or standing.
"Hermione, did 'he' say something?"
Seeing Hermione come in, Neville, who was sitting on the sofa with Hannah, stood up immediately and asked.
"At least they definitely didn't say what we wanted to hear most." Hermione pursed her lips, walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite them, and said, "The most important thing is that Harry had a high fever, so the subsequent demons The killing plan is temporarily stopped...that's all. As for the others...he really seems to want us to accept the living zombies."
After returning to the palace, others took the two injured people, Harry and Ron, and hurriedly treated and settled them. With Safina and Hannah, two wizards who are good at healing, and Sarah assisting with alchemy, the problem is not that big. As for the "Lord of the Living Corpses", he had sent some living corpses to help before, but after finishing his work, he called Hermione over and said he wanted to discuss the next arrangements.
Originally, most of the others wanted to follow, but after thinking about it, Hermione decided to go see the other person alone - probably deep down in her heart, she had never given up and was always looking forward to getting some explanations from the other person. .
Yes, even some specious reminders are good.
Unfortunately, it seems that even when the two people meet alone, the "Lord of the Living Corpses" has no intention of revealing anything.
"Let us accept the living zombie clan... What good will this do to him?" Safina curled her lips and frowned slightly, "Coupled with the action of killing demons... Humph, it's inexplicable!"
Although her statement is full of personal bias, it also points directly to the root of the problem. Not only does it make it difficult for people to make mistakes, but it also makes people think deeply.
In the past few days, everyone has been pondering the pros and cons, trying to find some possible clues. However, until Hermione had just had a conversation with the other party, everyone was still confused.
It is really frustrating to know that the other person must have his own plans, or even be restrained and driven by some complex reasons, but still cannot see through the mystery behind him.