After Madam Pomfrey left the Hospital Wing for the Great Hall to have lunch, a loud bang erupted inside the ward.
Fabric was violently torn, and the clips, unable to withstand the force of a person's weight, snapped and clattered to the floor. Remus then saw, right before his eyes, a figure wrapped tightly inside a closed privacy curtain go flying out.
The silver-haired boy clutched his gaping collar, gasping heavily. His bright red lips still glistened with moisture, and his face was flushed crimson as he glared with a wand raised in his hand at the person who had just been thrown across the room.
Chapter 187