Tommy slowly crawled from one end of the crib to the other.
From the gap of the guardrail, she could only see a chair piled with books and papers.
And the messy bed next to it. She tried to raise her head, but could only see a fluffy Pu Rong hanging by the guardrail.
Tommy stared at it sternly for a moment, but Pu Rong Rong was unmoved. A few of its feathers fluttered.
She sighed in her heart.
Tommy listened to the sound of the rain outside the window.
She felt that this was the worst morning for her.
First, the woman who was supposed to breastfeed her on time didn't get up on time.
Then the crazy old man suddenly came. He didn't even look at her and hurriedly carried the woman away. After that, the two nominal parents of her didn't come back.
Only the hungry Black Devil King was left here listening to the rain.
Tommy angrily crawled two steps.
Finally, she gave up this meaningless act of consuming physical strength. She lay down and began to think about life.
From the old man (Tommy! That's your father!) Judging from her behavior, that woman seemed to be sick? Tommy pushed the duck plushie in front of her head a little farther away.
She thought to herself, I haven't found any discomfort recently.
She's still very energetic when she's playing with the little animals, isn't she?
If there was anything wrong … it was this morning.
A contemplative expression appeared on the two-month-old baby's face. Although Kameya had never treated Tommy as her own daughter, she had never treated Tommy as her own daughter.
She also fed her milk regularly according to the instructions in the baby nursery manual. She had never deliberately abused her.
She didn't think that Kamia might be suffering from an acute illness. Tommy's mind became more and more confused by the noise of the rain. Moreover, the heat preservation spell on the crib gradually lost its effect. Only then did she realize that today's weather was unexpectedly cool.
She pushed the duck plushie back under her body again. Tommy Caterpillar Lovegood swore that this was the worst morning since she was born.
Just as Tommy was randomly cursing every member of the Phoenix Society she could think of, someone finally came in to save her.
Gently picking up the baby from the small bed, Luna gently patted her back. Tommy shamelessly pretended to cry, and ordered Luna to make milk for her.
"Poor little Tommy …" Luna comforted her little sister while testing the temperature of the water. "Don't cry … Kamia is sick …"
The two-month-old Tommy was completely different from the red monkey she was when she was born. She was white and round, and her black eyes were very bright. Luna liked this little sister very much. Seeing her puzzled expression, she couldn't help but hug and kiss her. Then she softly said while feeding, "… Tommy, when I was born, Kamia was only my age …"
With half of her face covered by the milk bottle, Tommy felt relieved and showed a disdainful expression. Tsk, that Xenophilius was really shameless … But looking at the eleven-year-old girl in front of her, Tommy suddenly remembered another thing.
The eleven- or twelve-year-old Kamia … at that time, Kamia … or Jerry?
"Tommy?" Seeing that Tommy stopped sucking, Luna confusedly shook the milk bottle.
Tommy was stunned for a moment and didn't continue to think about it. He just quietly ate. After drinking 250ml of milk, he indicated that he was full and needed to pee …
After settling her little sister's needs, Luna picked up Tommy and swung her around the room to prevent the baby from vomiting milk. Tommy also obediently sucked his thumb and was lost in thought. In fact, he had been thinking about what was wrong with Kamia and whether he was going to become a single-parent family soon. Xenophilius was really crazy about his wife.
Luna, who didn't know that Tommy was thinking nonsense, bumped into Kamia's chair, which was piled with a lot of kraft papers. Books and papers were scattered all over the floor. The girl had to put Tommy on the bed for the time being and squatted down to clean up the mess.
It was so hard to not be able to talk! Tommy, who was full of thoughts, tried to turn over on the bed. Suddenly, his heart felt heavy again. But that body was Jerry's?
Seeing that Luna squatted down and didn't get up, Tommy crawled to the bedside and saw his half-sister was holding a piece of parchment in a daze. Thanks to her extraordinary eyesight, she saw a signature at a glance.
Ginny Weisles.
The youngest daughter of the hardcore member of the Phoenix Society, Weisles, and Luna's best friend. Tommy had a deep impression of the red-haired girl. To be honest, although she was a little silly, she was still a good child. Was this her literature homework?
Tommy frowned. But there was no need to be so absorbed in it, right?
"Ah —"
Luna recovered from her thoughts and looked up to see little Tommy hanging on the edge of the bed. She quickly picked up her sister and said, "Tommy … let's go see mommy!"
= = = Double Eyelid Dividing Line = = =
In the Medical Wing, Xenophilius broke free from Lockhart's hand and grabbed Madam Pomfrey. He asked incoherently, "Soul exhaustion? Why did she suddenly experience soul exhaustion? "
But Madam Pomfrey could not tell at the moment. She could only look at the man's anxious and helpless eyes in silence. Then she turned to Dumbledore and said, "Abusi?" Soul exhaustion was not within the scope of an ordinary doctor's profession. She felt that what Kamia needed now was a wizard who was proficient in magic, and — "Severus?" a master potion maker.
Lockhart, who was not called, did not interrupt, but Snape did not say anything. Only Dumbledore came forward. After a moment of thought, he cast a protective spell on Kamia. Seeing the pure white light, everyone in the room was relieved.
"Kamia?" Xenophilius held his wife's hand and tried to call her back to her senses, but Kamia's gaze went past him and went straight into the void. Or rather, Kamia seemed to have fallen into another dimension.
While the adults were worried, the children behind them were still a little confused. Ron tugged at Hermione and asked in a low voice, "What is soul exhaustion?" Hermione did not answer. She was not very clear about it, but it was obviously a terrible thing. So the two of them looked at Harry. Ron because other than Harry, only Neville was left to ask, and Hermione because she subconsciously felt that Harry and Kamia had a close relationship.
Harry explained, "You can imagine that a person's body is a glass container. It is exactly filled with a person's soul. When the person is optimistic, positive, and kind, the soul will be white. When the person is pessimistic, negative, and evil, the soul will be black. Under normal circumstances, the damage we suffer is borne by our body, because the mind cannot be defeated. Only the most profound curses and black magic can leave damage on the soul … "
At this point, Harry subconsciously stopped talking and then glanced at Snape.
The man did not look at him, but the left sleeve of his robe trembled slightly.
Dumbledore seemed to be unaware of what was happening behind him. At this time, he turned around and said to Snape, "Severus, I want to ask you to help Kamia brew a soul-stabilizing potion."
"Soul stabilizing?" Snape said hurriedly and harshly as if he had heard a joke about Voldemort being reborn as a girl. "I guess you don't want the extra-concentrated Stagnant Water?"
Dumbledore still smiled kindly, but his voice was unquestionable. "Yes, Severus. I want to ask you to brew a potion — with the Philosopher's Stone."
Hearing that the Philosopher's Stone was going to be used to brew a potion for Kamia, from Madam Pomfrey to Tommy, who had just been carried in by Luna, were shocked. Harry even twitched. So the Philosopher's Stone was still with Dumbledore?
Ron wanted to ask what the Philosopher's Stone was, but Hermione frowned and shook her head at him.
Harry, who was closest to Snape, heard him take a few deep breaths, and then said in a low voice, "If you want that potion, I need half a month — Mrs. Lovegood may not be able to hold on until then."
Harry looked up at Dumbledore, but did not see any clues from the old principal's calm expression, so he lowered his head.
From just now until now, Dumbledore did not express any curiosity about why Kamia's soul suddenly deteriorated, but he took out the Philosopher's Stone at once. So, this was indeed the question that Harry had been wondering — why did Dumbledore trust Kamia so much?
Perhaps this was also Snape's question, Harry guessed.
"If before I finish the potion, Mrs. Lovegood —" Snape did not finish the sentence because Harry suddenly grabbed his hand as if he was afraid.
"Severus …" Dumbledore seemed to want to say something about his trust in Snape, but Xenophilius, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Dumbledore. "I have a way."
"… Huh?"
Xenophilius lowered his head again and stared at Kamia's pale face, but his voice was unusually firm. "I have a way to help Kamia hold on … with 'Blessing'."
"You mean …" Dumbledore suddenly became serious. "Is it 'Jiamei's Blessing'?"
"Jiamei?" Hermione blurted out in surprise. Then she turned to Harry, only to see that Harry was also at a loss. Even Madame Pomfrey was asking, "Abusi, what is' Jiamei's Blessing '?"
Dumbledore, however, waved his hand and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Xenophilius and said, "Mr. Lovegood, since you know this spell … you naturally know its risks. What if Severus does not succeed in the expected time …?"
Xenophilius did not answer Dumbledore but called his daughter softly. Luna walked to him with Tommy in her arms. Xenophilius hugged his two daughters at the same time and kissed their foreheads. Luna also kissed his cheek without saying a word.
Then, Xenophilius raised his head and looked at Snape seriously. "Please, Professor Snape!"
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