Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

Harry Potter rides the Hippogriff Buckbeak and stretches his arms wildly in the wind.

Draco looked up at the savior of the wizarding world and curled his lips in a very un-Malfoy manner. This was the happiest Harry Potter had ever laughed since the beginning of the third year of Hogwarts.

Those green eyes shone with the dazzling light of gems refracted by the sun. Draco squinted his gray-blue eyes. He decided to find trouble with the Gryffindor savior later after he landed.

After all, poor silly baby Po Te has been in low spirits since the beginning of this semester.

Draco thought about those green eyes staring at the green apple in his hand in a daze, and suddenly the surroundings started to become noisy, and there seemed to be a loud voice calling his name in his ears...

The second before he lost consciousness, Draco only saw the ugly sharp claws of the stupid hippogriff and a black shadow moving downwards at a high speed.

Harry Potter flew into the air and suddenly felt that the air around him had become colder, and the uneasiness in his heart was suddenly amplified.

Harry turned around as if he had a feeling, and easily saw the few Dementors floating behind him.

The tattered black robe, the rotten bones and withered hands, and the terrifying screams that seemed to reverberate in his mind.

Harry almost reflexively controlled Buckbeak to fly towards the ground.

He had to land before the dementors got close to him.

But obviously, Harry's reaction speed was not as fast as the Dementors'.

The small and messy cupboard, Uncle Dursley's beatings...bad memories came flooding back. Harry couldn't help but tighten his grip on Buckbeak under him, but he didn't expect that the scratching hurt Buckbeak and made things worse. Oops.

Buckbeak accelerated like crazy and dived down. Amidst the roaring wind that hurt his face, Harry, who couldn't open his eyes, seemed to hear someone calling Malfoy's name.

Harry was distracted and thought for a moment in the crisis. Wasn't he the one who was in danger?

Why is he called Malfoy?

The golden hair was not affected at all by the gray weather and the dark atmosphere of the dementors. It was still so dazzling that it wanted to blind all the eyes that looked at it.

The moment Harry landed, he was hugged by Hermione and Ron.Feeling the concern of Hermione and Ron, Harry smiled at them and reassured them that he was fine and that he was not hurt.

The professors had arrived from the castle to drive away the dementors, but Hagrid's wand had no effect.

"Oh! Harry, luckily you're okay! Why did the dementors come to the school? It was too dangerous just now, you know!" Hermione said happily looking at Harry.

"Yes Harry, when you started going crazy in the sky Buckbeak, Hermione and I were both frightened! Fortunately you are okay!" Ron put his arm on Harry's shoulder and patted him, as if this could stop him. All good things are taken away.

"Oh, I was a little scared just now. As you know, Dementors have a great influence on me." Harry glanced at the place surrounded by Slytherins without leaving any trace.

He didn't see the nasty blond Slytherin in the crowd.

"But luckily Buckbeak didn't throw you off in his madness."

Harry originally wanted to find an excuse to ask Ron and Hermione what happened, why the Slytherins were all gathered together, and there were constant exclamations among them.

When did Merlin's name become associated with Malfoy?

Why did he seem to hear someone calling Merlin and screaming Malfoy's name at the same time?

Fortunately, Ron spoke in time to answer Harry's doubts, "Harry, do you know, Malfoy was knocked to the ground just now by Buckbeak, and he just fell. The Slytherin group is always so big." Shocked..." Ron's strange words were stuck in his throat after the professor pushed aside the Slytherin crowd.

"Merlin!" Ron and Hermione exclaimed at the same time.

Under the guidance of the professor, the Gryffindor students finally saw clearly what Draco Malfoy looked like.

They originally thought that it was another blond Slytherin who was deliberately pretending to be injured to embarrass their savior.

But when they saw the blood still spreading all over the floor and Draco Malfoy, who was pale and had his eyes closed, everyone present could only scream and gasp.

The professors hurriedly used one healing spell after another on Draco.

When Snape heard the sound and rushed over, his face was as black as if he could drip ink. The snake king was exuding cold air that could freeze people to death. He quickly picked up Draco who fell on the ground and rushed to the hospital wing.

Snape glanced at the Gryffindor savior inadvertently as he passed by him.

Harry clearly felt the unfriendly gaze from the sullen Snape, and he couldn't help but wince.

After Malfoy was taken away by Snape for treatment, only an unbitten green apple stained with blood was left on the blood-covered ground.

At this time, everyone knew why Draco Malfoy was bleeding so much.

Where Draco Malfoy's head had just been lying, there was a sharp stone. Now the stone was covered in blood, and it looked like the whole stone had been knocked into Malfoy's head.

Could Draco Malfoy die?

Harry paled when he thought about this question.

Pansy Parkinson screamed at Harry like crazy, saying "What to do, Draco, Merlin?"

Ron blocked Harry behind him, and Harry could still hear Pansy's roar in the chaos.

"Harry Potter! You did it on purpose! You are deliberately taking revenge on Draco!"

Harry's whole body trembled, and Hermione patted Harry's back gently.

"Shut up Parkinson, Harry will not retaliate against Malfoy!" Ron paused. Although Malfoy always made trouble for them, he watched a person bleeding all over the ground, and his life and death were unknown. , he really couldn't say the same words to scold Malfoy as before.

"Anyway, Harry won't be like you said!"

Slytherin and Gryffindor quarreled with each other for a few more words, and then were taken back to their respective common rooms by Professor McGonagall.

Harry followed the team back to the lounge in a daze, pursed his lips unconsciously.

Harry knew in his heart that this accident had something to do with him.

He was still able to make Buckbeak change direction at that time. When he was about to fly to the ground, Buckbeak was slowly not as violent as he was in the air.

But Malfoy's blond hair and the voice calling Draco's name in his ears made him wonder why he didn't change direction.

Hermione and Ron noticed that Harry was abnormal, so they pulled Harry into the boys' dormitory. Entering the boys' dormitory was obviously against the rules, but for Harry, Hermione had to break the rules at certain moments.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Hermione asked Harry softly, gently soothing Harry's back with her hand.

Ron looked at Harry's pale face and didn't say a word. He was a little anxious, "Oh, Harry, don't listen to Parkinson's talk, those evil Slytherins..." Before he could say the word "snake", Ron Well, Hermione slapped her on the head.

"Hey, Ronald, your prejudice against Slytherin is just like the Slytherin in your mouth, not Gryffindor at all!"

"No matter how annoying Malfoy is, he is still our classmate! But now he may have to..." Hermione did not finish her sentence, but the three people present understood it.

Although Ron hated Malfoy, his family did not teach him to curse others in this situation.

Ron fell silent. It is true that not all Slytherins are Death Eaters. Ron, who is already in his third year, already understands that he is surrounded by classmates who get along day and night at Hogwarts.

Although there are those Slytherins who are not very friendly.

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry in silence, worry overflowing from their eyes, just enough not to seep into Harry's body.

"At that time...I had the ability at that time," Harry seemed to be saying to himself, "I had the ability to take Buckbeak in a different direction..."

"but I do not have."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other and waited quietly for Harry to finish. Harry was in a very bad state now.

"I seemed to see Malfoy's blond hair at that time. Malfoy was the only one in Slytherin who had such smooth platinum blond hair... But I didn't change my direction. I just..."

Harry raised his head that had been lowered and looked at Hermione and Ron, his lips trembling slightly, "I flew directly from the direction of Malfoy, and Buckbeak's claws overturned him. He was because of me..." Harry stopped talking and suddenly grabbed Hermione and Ron's hands tightly.

"Is Malfoy going to die? Because of me?"

Guilt and fear filled my heart.

"No Harry, you were also frightened by the dementors at that time." Hermione looked worriedly at Harry who looked flustered and Ron who pursed his lips and dared not speak.

In the Muggle world, Harry and Ron would still be naughty boys who didn't have to worry about anything.

How can there be a naughty boy who is not afraid of the issue of life and death so early? "Perhaps, we can go to the hospital wing to see Draco Malfoy. After all, we are all students of Hogwarts, right?"

Harry blinked, as if receiving some instruction, he immediately straightened his back, took Hermione and Ron's hands, and ran straight to the hospital wing.

The entire Hogwarts knew that Draco Malfoy was sent to the Hospital Wing by Professor Snape due to an unexpected accident.

But when they saw Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy rushing to Hogwarts, and a row of St. Mungo's healers following behind them, they realized that Draco Malfoy might He was seriously injured.

I hope Draco Malfoy is okay, even though he is an old-fashioned, spoiled, bad-tempered little bastard who talks about pure-blood aristocrats.

After all, the anger of the ancient Malfoy family, the largest pure-blooded family, is not so easy to bear.

Who knows if the Malfoy family head will go crazy after losing his only son.

The three Harrys failed to meet Draco Malfoy as they wished.

Because Draco's brain suffered severe damage, the treatment could only repair the scars, but it could not create something out of nothing.

Harry saw Principal Dumbledore standing outside the door promising Lucius Malfoy that he would cure Draco.

This was the first time Harry had seen Principal Dumbledore look so serious.

The Hospital Wing was surrounded by St. Mungo's healers brought in by Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius Malfoy turned his head and saw the three Harry Potters. He didn't even snort at Harry as he did before, and his long platinum-blonde hair was piled messily behind his ears.

It looks like it was rushed and not taken care of well.

Seeing Dumbledore's frown, Hermione and Ron realized that Draco Malfoy might be more seriously injured than they imagined.

They looked at Harry worriedly, sincerely hoping that Draco Malfoy would be okay.

Otherwise, Harry would definitely blame himself and feel uncomfortable for a long time. Harry already had enough burdens on his shoulders.

What's more, Sirius, who escaped from Azkaban, is waiting to catch Harry.

Hermione hugged Harry's back and comforted him gently, "It will be okay. Harry, Malfoy's father and Principal Dumbledore will find a way."

"Headmaster Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world!"

"Yes, Harry, Malfoy will be fine." Ron also hugged Harry.

Harry said nothing, his eyes fixed on the door of the hospital wing.

Madam Pomfrey had no more options to treat Draco, and the school's medical wing could not accommodate so many healers all the time, so Draco Malfoy was rushed to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Casualties and Casualties.

Narcissa Malfoy's tears never stopped, she was literally sobbing, and she kept mumbling about her Draco.

The entire Hogwarts, even the noisiest Gryffindor, was not that happy anymore, after all, death was so close to them for the first time.

Lucius rushed to the Ministry of Magic to deal with the Dementor matter. If his Draco was not good, he would definitely let Fudge, that brainless coward, step down from the position of Minister of Magic.

Then give him a bunch of dementor kisses!