HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

"Did you get hurt?"

Draco took Lin An's wrist and looked her over carefully from head to toe.

Naturally, Lin An didn't have any injuries, but her face was pale and dazed, which was quite different from her usual confident and proud appearance.

The little boy inevitably became nervous, and now he pursed his lips tightly, his pale face getting darker and darker.

"I..." Draco felt that his throat was dry, and every word he was about to utter was heavy on his chest, making it impossible for him to open his mouth—he was a Malfoy!

Malfoy was supposed to be proud by nature, it would never be like this... this...

He gritted his teeth.

But in the end—

"I'm sorry," Draco almost squeezed these three words through his teeth: "I didn't mean to say that, but I was too angry, trolls are really dangerous. And you were injured, damn it Potter why-"

Draco looked up and saw Lin An staring at him blankly.

The look in his eyes was very complicated, he couldn't tell what his feelings were, he just felt as if his heart was being squeezed hard, and then the struggle became louder and louder.

Peng!Peng!Peng!

As if to jump out of the chest.

But Lin An took a step forward and hugged him tightly.

Her chin rested on his shoulder, and the black cashmere vest was unexpectedly soft to the touch.

Her voice is also as soft as a dandelion in the wind, if you don't pay attention, it will soon disappear.

"Draco, thank you for being by my side. Thank you for taking me so seriously."

She finally admitted that no one in Hogwarts cared more about herself than Draco compared to Harry, who had an earlier fate.

"It's so kind of you."

She murmured, letting go of her weakness and attachment at this moment, and then hugging the shoulders of the little boy who had not fully grown up even more forcefully.

Draco was stunned for a long time, and then slowly stretched out his hand, and pressed her back.

Then, he heard himself solemnly promise: "Lin An, don't be afraid, I'm a Malfoy."

……

The hug that night was like a dragonfly touching the water, and soon, the little ripples disappeared without a trace.

Life at Hogwarts was as regular as usual, morning self-study, class, homework concentration, evening self-study, and then went to Professor Snape's office to process potion materials.

Of course, the morning and evening self-study here is Lin An’s teaching for the freshmen—she has a sense of belonging to Slytherin now, and when she thinks that Harry will get the Golden Snitch on the Quidditch pitch and get 150 points, what’s the point? With the bonus points of the Sorcerer's Stone, she couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

But fortunately, what is urgent is her heart, and her review class has become more calm.

To be honest, after the incident with the giant monster, Lin An felt a little arrogant——

After all, she has only been exposed to magic for a short time, how did she have the courage to teach everyone?

She was even a little worried that she would lead everyone astray.

Until one day, Lin An plucked up the courage to show Professor Snape the "lesson" he had prepared.

At the moment, she is dealing with an extremely weird potion material - the blood of poisonous leeches.

God!

The medicinal materials used by wizards are even more unreasonable than traditional Chinese medicine. Compared with them, Ziheche (placenta) and Mingyusha (bat droppings) are not worth mentioning.

And Professor Snape first taunted habitually: "It turns out that Miss Linan, who is in the limelight, will have such a cautious day."

Lin An lowered his head cheekily, pretending to be ashamed.

However, he finally accepted the simple lesson.

Then Snape frowned. .