Hogwarts wizard

Hermione was still brewing Polyjuice Potion at this time. When she heard that Jellal was injured, she went to the infirmary as soon as possible.

She saw that Jellal's face and body were covered with dense wounds, and some wounds were still oozing blood.

"Professor Snape is too cruel!"

Hermione said, and Madam Pomfrey agreed deeply. She looked at Jellal and said, "It's quite serious, but fortunately most of it is skin trauma. A few ribs are broken. You may need to stay here for a few days."

"Thank you Madam Pomfrey." Jellal took the medicine he handed over and drank it.

"Pfft!" Jellal couldn't help but spit out, "It smells like chicken shit!"

"That's right, some chicken feces bacteria are added to it to speed up wound healing." Madam Pomfrey said calmly, as if it was not a big deal...

"Madam Pomfrey, maybe I can let them grow up slowly..."

Jellal doesn't dare to breathe now, his mouth is full of the smell of chicken shit...

"Jeral, have you ever eaten chicken poop? How do you know what chicken poop tastes like?"

Hermione said with a confused look on her face.

One knife after another!

Jellal was so stunned that he didn’t want to talk at all!

"Hermione, you'd better go take a look at the Polyjuice Potion first. I don't think you are needed here."

If Jellal was asked to choose a way to die, then he would definitely not choose to be angry to death by Hermione!

"Do you really don't need me to accompany you?"

Jellal shook his head, pointed at Colin and said, "Isn't there someone accompanying me?"

Mandrakes and the like are already prepared, but they still need to be formulated into potions, which also takes time. Madam Pomfrey and Professor Sprout are already trying their best to make them.

I believe they will all get better soon.

Hermione knew Jellal's character, and he really didn't need it when he said this. Jellal pointed to the liquid grass next to him, "Mature liquid grass, take it away."

She saw it the first time she came in, but she thought it belonged to Madam Pomfrey, so she didn't say anything. Now that Jellal spoke, she left directly!

"It's really... emotionless!"

Dobby came out. Jellal was a little curious at this time. Whose elf did Dobby be? He often appeared in Hogwarts. Wouldn't his master find him?

"Dobby, you don't seem to understand that kind of emotion."

Just like when he was studying magic patterns, he was focused. Although he failed, he at least accumulated some experience, even though it was a failed experience.

"Yes!" Dobby took the cotton swab and disinfected the wounds on Jellal's body.

Gerald had never received care from anyone else except Ms. Nancy since he was a child. Dobby's behavior at this time made him feel a strange feeling in his heart...

"Dobby, it's okay, it's just a minor injury. I believe it will get better soon!"

Hearing Jellal's words, Dobby took two steps back, "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, Jellal..."

After saying this, Dobby started banging his head on the cabinet.

Jellal felt a headache.

"Dobby! Dobby! Stop it!"

"More than……"

Hearing this voice, Dobby stopped and huddled in the corner. Jellal could tell it was Malfoy's voice.

"Jelal, I didn't expect that you have a good relationship with my elf. Being friends with a slave is really not a wise choice..."

"Master, no..."

"Shut up!" Malfoy said loudly, "Dobby, remember your identity! An elf loyal to the Malfoy family. If the master doesn't ask you to speak, you should never speak!"

Dobby lowered his head, this is the sadness of being a house elf! His words, actions, and even life and death are all in the master's hands!

"Malfoy, I'm not in the habit of making friends with slaves."

Jellal knew very well that if he spoke for Dobby, Malfoy would probably be even more angry. Malfoy looked at him and after hearing his words, he wanted to confirm whether what Jellal said was true.

Jellal looked at him but didn't even give Dobby a look, an action that made Malfoy laugh.

"Hahaha, Jellal, maybe we can become good friends!" Malfoy said, he looked very happy and excited, as if he had been recognized by Jellal at this time.

"You should have heard what I said. I said I would not be friends with slaves."

Jellal's voice was very calm, and only then did Malfoy understand the meaning of his words.

Malfoy pulled out his wand, "I'm going to duel you!"

Hearing his words, Jellal looked at himself helplessly and said, "If you don't mind taking advantage of others."

Malfoy swung his wand hard and knocked Jellal away again, "So what, I will trample you under my feet today!"

I heard that the chamber of secrets fifty years ago was opened and a Mudblood died. Someone should die this time too. I hope it's Granger! "

"Bang!" Jellal endured the pain in his body and knocked Malfoy away. The loud sound alerted Madam Pomfrey.

"Jelal, how are you?" She saw Jellal being knocked to the ground and his injuries worsened. She helped him to the bed and said to Malfoy.

"Mr. Malfoy, are you sick? It's getting late now, so don't stay outside anymore!"

Madam Pomfrey is not afraid of the Malfoy family, but the Malfoy family is an old family. She has to think twice before doing anything. At this time, she does not want to have any kind of conflict with the Malfoy family. Such behavior is not wise!

"Mrs. Pomfrey, I'm just teaching Jellal to be a man and keep him away from those filthy Mudbloods!"

"Shut up, Malfoy! Get out of here!"

Madam Pomfrey always cares about other people's feelings, so in her eyes, everyone is her student, and there is no difference in blood.

After hearing Madam Pomfrey's words, Malfoy glanced at Jellal. There was contempt in his eyes, which defeated Jellal. In his eyes, Jellal was so vulnerable...

He was immersed in joy, and he seemed to have forgotten that Jellal was seriously injured at this time.

"Let me take a look. The wound is open. I'm going to get the medicine. I must drink it all this time..."

Hearing Madam Pomfrey's words, Jellal felt like crying. Could it be that he couldn't escape this?

All night long, Jellal frowned while sleeping, and his breath smelled like chicken feces, which made ten thousand grass-mud horses gallop through him.

Jellal directly blamed Malfoy for this incident. When he gets the chance, he will definitely take revenge!

On the other side, Hermione and Jellal had already drank the potion, and Crabbe and Goyle had been knocked down by their powerful tranquillizer.

"This tastes like ripe cabbage..."

"Ugh..." I can't do it anymore!

Ron ran away quickly, and so did Hermione. Harry looked at the liquid in the cup, became cruel, and drank it all.

Harry becomes Goyle...

"Amazing……"

He looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but sigh! He had expected it to be a failure, or simply a high resemblance.

Unexpectedly, it was exactly the same. Ron also came over at this time...

"Hermione, are you okay?"

"You go first!"

Hermione said, Harry and Ron didn't know what was going on, they felt something was wrong with Hermione.

"You guys go first! I'm fine..."

Harry and Ron said nothing more. The effect of this medicine is time-limited, and they must find Malfoy quickly!

"What are you doing! Don't you know you are not allowed to walk around at this time?" Percy Weasley appeared in the corridor at this time. As the senior, he always does more things than others.

At this point Harry and Ron wanted to say something, but Malfoy appeared.

"Crabbe, Goyle, what are you doing until now?"

Malfoy looked at the size of the two people and felt a little disgusted in his heart.

"Come on, let's go back."

When they arrived in the lounge, Malfoy said, "Why are you so weird today..."

"I went to see damn Jellal. Why can he overwhelm me! I'm better than him!"

"And the damn saint? Potter, everyone says he is the heir of Slytherin!"

At this time, "Goyle said, do you know who the heir is?"

Malfoy glanced at him, stood up, and walked aside, "I don't know who the heir is. I've said this many times."

He was a little impatient. If possible, he would prefer that he be the heir, but obviously he is not!

Malfoy revealed a lot of information to Harry and Ron, about Ron's father Arthur, and about Dean Dumbledore. He always believed that there would be no one better than Dumbledore as Dean. Something bad happened!

"Harry, your scar..."

"Ron, your hair..."

Malfoy was still talking to himself, but Harry and Ron had already run away. Looking at their backs, Malfoy said, "Hey, where are you going?"

When there was no response, he shrugged.

Perhaps Crabbe had some diarrhea, so the two of them had to run away...

After returning to the bathroom, Ron and Harry realized that the hair Hermione got was from a cat.

With her cat head and tail, Hermione looks really happy now...

Then Jellal looked at Hermione on the hospital bed next to him. He felt that while he was recuperating... he seemed to be unable to calm down!

"It really smells like chicken shit! But Madam Pomfrey, I don't have any wounds, and I don't need medicine to speed up wound healing..."

Hermione said, maybe this chicken shit fungus has other functions here. If nothing else, just drink up all this stuff first!

"Um, sorry, Hermione, I got you and Jellal's medicine wrong..."

Hermione: ...