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With a loud bang, the door of the medical wing was suddenly pushed open. It turned out that Mrs. Pomfrey was carefully feeding a patient with potions, but was so shocked that she accidentally drew the other party's head full of wet. She stood up suddenly and wanted to curse, but after seeing Felch covered in blood, her expression turned solemn, and she did not apologize to the student, but just directed Verne to transport Felch to the hospital bed.

"Although five ribs were broken, they were not inserted into the internal organs. Fortunately, they had been treated urgently, and there was nothing serious." A moment later, Mrs. Pomfrey dispelled Verne's worries with her words. She swung her wand rhythmically, and snow-white beams jumped and merged into Felch's chest. "Poor Felch, I think Mrs. Loris will be very sad. Which student did it? It must be locked up for a year in his confinement."

"Hogwarts should not have been locked up before the key administrator is locked up." Verne curled his lips sarcastically, and at the same time, he swung his wand, and "cleaned up" ended the embarrassment of the student who was wet by the potion, and bowed deeply to apologize. The other party was not angry, but just looked at Felch with curious eyes.

Seeing this, Mrs. Pomfrey pulled the curtain, "Mr. Norton, it's time for you to rest now." Then she turned her head and sighed at Verne, "I know they have a bad relationship since before, but I didn't expect Hagrid to do such a thing, but it seems that he should still have control..." Before he finished speaking, the door of the medical wing suddenly doubled, and Hagrid's suspended figure floated in.

"Oh, my goodness!" After looking at Hagrid, Mrs. Pomfrey looked at Felch with an incredible look, "I really didn't expect that he had such strength!"

"You misunderstood, Poppy, that's Mr. Cadmond's good thing." Professor McGonagall's voice came over. She glanced at Verne with a cold look, then her wand spewed a ray of silver light and condensed into a cat with a radiance of light like the moon. "Dunmbledore, hurry up to the medical wing." As soon as she finished speaking, the silver cat sprung lightly and ran out of the house.

Then, Professor McGonagall sternly said: "Mr. Cadmond, I don't think you will mind explaining to me what happened now."

"Of course," Verne glanced at Hagrid who was receiving treatment, "but Professor, maybe we can stay a little while and wait until Professor Dumbledore comes..." Before he finished speaking, Dumbledore had already walked into the medical wing. He looked at Hagrid and Felch in a little surprised, and raised his hands at the same time, and saw a cat in his palm, which was Mrs. Loris.

"I found her wandering at the door and brought her in. I don't think you would mind? And Poppy, I think you should be able to cure them easily, right?" Dumbledore asked with a smile. After Mrs. Pomfrey nodded and replied, he said again, "Then I'm relieved. OK, Verne, now you can tell me what happened and let our school administrator and the hunting ground guard step into the medical wing together."

"They were carried in." Professor McGonagall glared at Dumbledore, but he just shrugged.

Verne knew that Dumbledore was expelling him. Although he didn't know how the other party learned the news so quickly, he still nodded gratefully and smiled, and then told the whole story in detail without any personal opinions during this period.

After hearing this, Dumbledore asked suddenly, "Verner is right, Hagrid?" At the same time, Hagrid slowly stood up from the larger hospital bed and looked at Filch with guilt: "It's all my fault. I was too anxious to see the birds and snakes. When I heard Filch say that, I was impulsive!" Hagrid covered her face with her hands as big as a bucket lid, and tears fell from her fingers. Since he woke up, he had never dared to face Dumbledore, and even at this time he was still sitting sideways.

"I have let you down, Dumbledore, woo, I'm not worthy of taking up a position at Hogwarts. If I hit Felch's head just now, then..." Hager cried loudly.

"Hmph, fortunately you know what's wrong with you! Hagrid, you've always been so impulsive. I've told you to restrain your temper and that you shouldn't hit anyone even if you hear bad words." Professor McGonagall cursed angrily, but Verne could still hear that she was skillfully expelling Hagrid.

"Verne, what do you think the matter should be handled?" Dumbledore suddenly interrupted.

"This should be asked Mr. Felch..." Verne avoided answering first, and then said with a meaning: "I only know that I should not faint the school key administrator." This sentence implies a deeper meaning. After all, even his own attack out of righteous indignation was wrong, let alone Hagrid, who hurt people due to disagreement.

Dumbledore smiled. He clearly understood the meaning of Verne's words. "Hagge, although I don't mean to drive you out of Hogwarts," At this time, Hager's sniffling voice stopped abruptly, "But I have to tell you clearly, Hager, you made a very serious mistake. Fortunately, you hit Felch's chest instead of the head. With Bobby there, he could save his life, but what about the next time? You can't be so lucky forever. Thinking about your experience in Azkaban, I think you will definitely understand it." Hearing this, Hager couldn't help but shivered.

"Hag, from today until Felch recovers, you have to be a school administrator. If I find the castle dirtyer in the future, I will punish you more severely. In addition, Haag, you have to apologize to Felch in public. I will arrange the time for the school banquet after Christmas, plus a half-year salary penalty. I think this may allow Felch to have a pleasant overseas trip during the summer vacation."

"No problem, Dumbledore, as long as you don't drive me out of school, anything will be fine." Haeger took out a handkerchief of the tablecloth from his pocket and blew his nose hard, "Thank you...thank you..."

Dumbledore did not respond to Hager, but turned around and asked, "Verne, what do you think this is?"

"When will Mr. Felch be good?" Verne looked at Mrs. Pomfrey, and after receiving the answer that he could recover after one week of cultivation, he said: "I still have the same answer. You should ask Mr. Felch in person, but I think you have dealt with it fairly, professor." Since Felch is fine, Verne does not want to offend the most powerful first two in the school. Of course, if Felch had a few shortcomings, he would not be so easy to talk to. Even if Dumbledore wanted to cover up Hagrid, he would choose to make the fact that the other party was a mixed-race giant public.

In fact, if Verne could make his choice freely, he would definitely hope to make friends with people like Hager, because even if the other party was a little reckless, he was pure by nature and could sacrifice his life for his friends. But now that he had a deep friendship with Felch, he had to be a bit more private towards him. This is how interpersonal interactions are. The people around you may not always be just, and you may also hurt the good party. Perhaps this is helpless, but in the minor details, it is the stupidest thing to do.

"I will talk to him in person when Filch wakes up." Dumbledore blinked, "Now we should talk about your punishment, Verne." After seeing the other party stunned, he smiled sly, "You said just now that you knew you did something wrong..."

(The author of the penultimate paragraph is really touched. Sometimes, no matter how guilty he is, he has to argue with others for some friends who have obviously done something wrong.)
Chapter completed!