[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Christo quickly caught up with Malfoy, who had reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Okay, stop now, Mr. Malfoy, they're all going back to the cabin," she called out breathlessly.

Malfoy stopped, turned his head, and said mockingly again: "I didn't expect Miss McMillan to deceive her 'good friend'."

"Come on." Christola said in a long voice, "I didn't expect a Slytherin's first reaction at that time would be to run away." Malfoy blushed alternately, and he said through gritted teeth: "I Just don't want to trouble yourself." Malfoy kicked a beech tree that had sprouted from its dry branches just as they passed by the lake.

Christo tilted him like this: "You kick it a few more times, and it can stand there securely. It's not like you."

This time Malfoy kicked away a stone on the ground, and he said viciously, "So what if I was discovered? It was Hagrid who illegally bred dragons, not me. What if it was you, Miss McMillan? Jay and Potter, and the Weasleys found you eavesdropping on them outside—”

"Shut up!" Christo yelled a little angrily, she knew, she knew very well in her heart, if she didn't get over that lie at that time, the suspicion would become more and more serious, she didn't need an outsider to cut open the skin with a knife Remind her like showing bones.

"It can be seen that Miss McMillan, your ladylike demeanor is not much better." Draco was in a terrible mood after being yelled at, "Seriously, I really can't figure it out, is that a so-called friend? Blaise never Keep it from me, if he knows where the dragon is, he will definitely not keep it from me!"

"My friends don't need to be judged by a dragon!" Christo tried to defend them, although she knew very well that the trio had more and more secrets, and she hovered between them like an outsider. outside.

"What's the use?" Malfoy's eyebrows were almost raised. "I dare say, you've been vacillating, haven't you? You must be tired of them being careful with you, lying, and their roundness." Round ones are always full of guilt..."

"We just don't want to quarrel because of Professor Snape! I love Professor Snape very much, even if he is extremely unfair to Gryffindor!" Christo almost yelled, she couldn't understand , It's just that she doesn't want to face the truth, just like the trio don't want to believe that Professor Snape is innocent.

Malfoy stopped talking, looking at her with pity as if he'd been a little surprised by her words.

Christo was still gasping for breath. She looked at the lake that hadn't completely thawed, but felt that her field of vision was foggy. She took a deep breath, and the cold air rushed into her lungs. She felt a sting.After a long time, she finally calmed down, and the price was that she had lost all the joy of seeing the little dragon hatch. She pursed her lips and asked, "So, is Mr. Malfoy here to preach to me today? Heh, Malfoy Mister thinks his friends are the best in the world? Is Mister Malfoy so idle that he wants to break the unity within Gryffindor..."

"Whatever you say, poor thing! I just don't want to see someone with a sullen face in the laboratory, and no one wants to be in the room while making potions. Strange!" Malfoy gasped in his throat, his voice becoming shrill.He must have been hit on the head by Peeves' chandelier to write her a note today, and he kindly played a scene with her. If Blaise knew, he would take every opportunity to laugh at him—— He obviously just thinks she is too pathetic, well, he admits that he doesn't want to be hated by her, but it seems that he is always thankless. "Goodbye!" he said decisively, turning sideways to another path, he had had enough, don't expect much patience from a Malfoy!Especially when facing a Gryffindor, she still stays with the group of people he despises the most!

Christo felt that her mind had been stirred several times, and she was in a dizzy mess.Sitting under the beech tree, she watched blankly as Malfoy's figure circled several big trees, walked further and further away, and finally disappeared.She had no choice but to mechanically turn her head to look at the lake. She seemed to say something hurtful. What was it?All the blood had rushed into her brain then, and now, after they had been chilled by the February wind, she couldn't remember the words she blurted out on impulse.

She didn't know how long she sat by the lake, until the trio came over, her head was still muddy at that time, and she didn't notice Hermione's complaints getting louder and louder at all.

"Hagrid will be found! That creature will grow bigger than the hut before long—" Her voice rose suddenly. "Christopher, why are you sitting on the grass!" She ran up , held Christo's cold hand, and said reproachfully, "You're going to catch a cold!"

"Ah?" Christo turned her head slowly and repeated, "I'll catch a cold..." She looked at the three pairs of worried eyes, and suddenly woke up, showing a weak smile, "By the way, I still have to go Looking for herbs." She pulled her hand out of Hermione's warm palm without a trace, and turned to leave.Ron said angrily: "Is it Malfoy? I knew he was not a good guy! Christo, do you need us to help him out?"

"Ron!" Hermione stopped loudly, and then she said in that cautious voice, "Christopher, don't you ask us what we are doing?"

"Ah, didn't you guys go to see Hagrid?" Christophe smiled indifferently, and she turned to a further place along the road that Draco took just now.

"I think we should tell her." Harry said, looking at the erratic figure.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, obviously they didn't think this was a rational idea.

"Wait a little longer." Hermione bit her lip, "At least let us get enough evidence, I don't want unnecessary quarrels." She didn't notice, she almost bit her lower lip.

Christo spent more time in the library. On the one hand, she wanted to hide from the trio. Even if they saw her, Mrs. Pince would not give them a chance to talk. On the other hand, she found that Potion post-production is getting harder and harder.Her life follows a certain orbit like a planet orbits, tasteless and boring.Malfoy asked Professor Snape to change the evening class time, and she didn't have to go to the first-year potions class and flying class, and she never met him again.

Ernie didn't know how to discover the strange atmosphere between Christo and the trio. Maybe it was because he met his sister too many times in the library, or maybe it was in the classroom where the two houses were combined. It is to sit separately.Anyway, one day, he pulled Christo out of the library.

"Look, Kelly, you can't be in the library all day, you don't look good?"

"Brother, I know that I am very good. I need to study. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape have given me a lot of homework." Ernie, he was always too protective of her, and often made a big fuss, like now.

Ernie looked at the smile on Christo's face with a headache. He hated seeing her fake smile the most. If it was outright anger or sadness, she would still be willing to talk about it. Now, she clearly hung up Do not disturb card.He stretched out his hand and rubbed Christo's head, and the two curly short hairs that were often raised were lying weakly at the moment: "Kerry, the McMillan family has never demanded unnecessary excellence, I miss Mom and Dad , and Uncle Lockhart would rather see a happy you."

"I—" She felt as if she had eaten an earthy multi-flavored bean. When she thought of her mother's worried expression, and the warm smiles of her father and Lockhart, she felt that she was too naive.

"Shall we go to Quidditch practice this weekend?"

"No!" Crystal said loudly, her lips pursed, and she would bet that Hermione and Ron were there too.

"I mean Hufflepuff, come on, I knew you were having trouble." Ernie sighed.

On Saturday afternoon, the McMillan brothers and sisters walked to the Quidditch field along a secluded path. They had been discussing Quidditch along the way. One eye was as bright as the landscape after the rain, but whenever he tried to bring the topic to the trio, Christo slyly avoided it.In the end, he simply dropped this potentially spoiling topic.They met Cedric in the stands, watching the field intently with his broom Nimbus 2000.

"Why don't we sit quietly behind him?" Realizing that Cedric hadn't noticed their arrival, Christo suggested, her face showing a little embarrassment.Ernie nodded and they sat down right behind Cedric and saw him waving his hands now and then, as if imitating a Seeker on the field.

"He really looks like a fool." Christo snickered.

Ernie nodded pretending to be serious: "Yes, student Diggory has great potential to become a Seeker!"

"No, brother, you don't study well, it should be like this—" Christophe lowered her voice, and said in a low voice, "Digory? I think it's okay, let him come to the interview!" The two of them were behind Laughing together, Cedric didn't realize it at all, and he didn't hear the argument behind him until he shook his neck when the Hufflepuff team rested.

"Ernie? Crystal?" He turned his head in surprise, "When did you guys come?"

"Hmm..." Kristo put on a serious look, "Probably when you slapped your knees and yelled that it was great."

"No, when Cedric imitated that feint!"

"Just kidding, obviously when he excitedly snapped off the branches of his broomstick—"

Cedric checked his broom nervously, then flicked Christo's forehead helplessly: "You little liar!"