[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

When Crystal entered Professor Snape's office, he found that he was brewing a potion she had never seen before.Professor Snape's face was ashen, as if he was about to use the boiled medicine in his hand to save his deadly enemy.

Christo tactfully didn't say much, took the potion, and planned to go to Madam Pomfrey's before putting on the label.Perhaps it was because Professor Snape was still immersed in inexplicable resentment, as soon as Christo proposed to leave, he waved his hand impatiently, and the office door seemed to have eyes and opened as Christo stepped out. Slam it shut.

The medical room was very deserted, and Madam Pomfrey was trying her best to tidy up the room.According to her past experience, often unlucky students will come within two or three days after the start of school.

When Christo appeared in the medical room, Madam Pomfrey's first reaction was that her patients this year broke the record again.She glared at Kristall, not in a happy mood (Harry, Neville, and Kristall had treated her place like a makeshift hotel for the past two years).Until Christo took out a bunch of potions from her small purse.Madam Pomfrey remembered Christo's other identity.

"Professor Snape was very unhappy today, so I took the potion directly to you to deal with it." Christo said.

Madam Pomfrey's eyes gradually turned lovingly, it must have been Severus putting on a dead face again that scared Christo. "Poor child, don't worry." She touched Christo's hair, except that Christo had a serious injury every year, she still liked this lovely child.

"Where's Malfoy?" she asked.

Kristall said, "He has a class on the Protection of Fantastic Beasts in the afternoon." She couldn't help showing a smile, wondering how Draco would feel when he saw Professor Hagrid, who was tall and burly.

She soon found out.She was discussing potions with Madam Pomfrey when Hagrid came in whirlwinding in with a student in his arms.

"What's going on here!" Madam Pomfrey followed behind him angrily. She never expected that on the first day of school, some students would be so injured that they couldn't even walk.

Hagrid lowered the man to the hospital bed with trembling hands.

"It hurts—" there was a hiss, and Christo, who was writing the label, was taken aback for a moment. She turned her head and saw Draco rolling on the bed with his right arm in his arms, and Hagrid rubbing his hands with an embarrassed expression on his face, "Ponpher Madam Lei, he was grabbed by a Hippogriff..."

Christo quickly picked out a few bottles of medicine, some medical cotton and bandages, and strode over.Madam Pomfrey bent down to examine Draco, she frowned, and opened the torn sleeve, three deep and long wounds suddenly appeared on Draco's thin and thin arms.

"Why is it so serious?" Christo couldn't help but exclaimed.

Draco stared at her, paused for a moment, and immediately groaned again.Hagrid also panicked, his huge body was dangling around, and Christo could only feel dazzled.

"Quiet, don't move around—" Madam Pomfrey said angrily.

Both of them froze in place and did not dare to move. Madam Pomfrey took the potion from Christo's hand and rubbed it on Draco's wound. "Hiss—it hurts—" Draco screamed again.

Christo looked at his hideous wound, frowned, pulled Madam Pomfrey's sleeve and said, "Let me try." During her summer vacation, she also learned some ancient magic that was not passed on by the McMillan family. There is no need to wait any longer at this moment.

Draco looked at her with tears in his eyes, and Madam Pomfrey gave the two of them a strange look from the corner of her mouth, and nodded.Christo held his wrist and began to chant a spell.The mantra was very long, and she recited it anxiously, with a very focused expression.Draco whimpered and yelled, while looking at her with half-closed eyes, he only felt that her head was slightly lowered, the facial lines were very beautiful, the milky white light covered the wound, it was cool and cool, and the pain gradually disappeared.

"Okay." Chris breathed a sigh of relief.

Draco turned his head quickly, a faint blush appeared on his pale face.

Madam Pomfrey gave Christos one more look in surprise, and rubbed the ointment layer by layer for Draco.

No one expected that after a while, Draco started moaning and groaning again, and Hagrid was so anxious that he almost tore off all his unkempt hair.Christo's complexion changed, and she snorted coldly.

Draco only felt that at that moment, he was almost frozen to death.He squinted and looked at Christo secretly, and found that she had put the medicine tray on the table and had turned away.

Madam Pomfrey checked the potion in her hand in great confusion, logically it shouldn't hurt like this.

Peeves got in from nowhere. "Hey, isn't this Malfoy from Slytherin?" He said with a playful smile, "Aren't you ashamed, a little injury calls it that."

Draco looked at him angrily.

Hagrid asked in embarrassment: "Madam Pomfrey, is he alright?"

Madam Pomfrey was also confused by Draco's situation. His face was pale and almost bloodless, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his pale eyes were looking at the skin holding a water bomb in panic. leather ghost.

"Get out! Peeves! Don't make trouble here!" Hagrid shook his fist angrily at Peeves.

Peeves flew around Draco's bed with his tongue sticking out.Madam Pomfrey was in a terrible mood, and when she pulled out her wand, Peeves reluctantly flew out.

After Christo finished labeling, Madam Pomfrey finally treated Draco's wound.

"You wait, I'll make Dad fire you!" Draco yelled. "I..." Hagrid's face was pale, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. His tall figure seemed to shrink suddenly, and finally, he left dejectedly.Christo glanced at Draco, his eyes touched the thick bandage wrapped around his arm, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.She reported the potion to Madam Pomfrey, and then walked towards Draco's hospital bed step by step.

Draco lay on the bed, looking away.

Christo was rude, blocking Madam Pomfrey's view, and poking Draco's wound with her wand.

"Hey——" Draco reluctantly swallowed the second half of his moan under Christo's half-smile expression.

"What's the matter!" Madam Pomfrey hurried over.Draco said hastily: "Madam Pomfrey, I'm fine, I just accidentally moved my arm and pulled the wound."

Madam Pomfrey gave him a stern look, then looked at Christo beside him who was gently supporting his arm, and then left in peace.

Christo squinted at him: "Let you pretend, even though I'm just learning that spell, I can keep you unconscious for at least 10 minutes." After she finished speaking, she poked Draco's wound again, and then left to cast the spell. Ten minutes had passed since the curse, and Draco grinned in pain, and when he opened his eyes again, Krystal was gone.

Draco was uneasy, and if he knew it, he wouldn't have pretended so much.Although it was interesting to see Hagrid's flustered face, and although he thought it was nice to see Christo's worried look, he seemed to be directly annoying Christo now.

That night, in Professor Snape's office, Draco came to ask for leave.Christo just arrived, seeing that he was still wearing a sling around his neck, and never looked at him again.

It's not a broken bone, I just don't understand what he's pretending to be pitiful for.

Crystal quickly got an answer from Hermione, who, according to Hagrid, was approached by the school administrators for a private talk.Thinking of Draco's miserable cry yesterday, how could Christo not understand—Draco clearly wanted to embarrass Hagrid, and it would be best if Professor Dumbledore replaced him with a reliable professor of protection of magical animals .

But Christo still didn't intend to pay attention to him.

On Tuesday afternoons, there is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.Crystal was used to going to the classroom alone, and then, suddenly, Hermione appeared beside her.

Professor Lupine didn't show up until the end of class, his tattered suitcase in his hand, and his wizard's robes were also patched and patched.He smiled slightly, with a gentle expression on his face.However, this did not win him much favor.Christo heard Parvati Patil behind her muttering why Professor Lockhart hadn't recovered yet.

But when he told everyone that this was a practical class and told everyone to follow him, everyone still had a lot of interest.Professor Lupine led them into the teachers' lounge, where Professor Snape was sitting in a low armchair, smiling ironically as soon as he saw the students in the class.He turned to Lupin and said, "Lupine, no one may have warned you, but I have to warn you about Neville Longbottom, and I advise you not to let him do anything unless Miss Granger is in his ear." give instructions."

Neville blushed, and Christo looked at Hermione puzzled.Hermione told her what happened in Potions class this morning.Draco's success as a villain immediately appeared in Christo's mind, and she couldn't help frowning, but her beloved Professor Snape seemed to be hated even more. own presence.

Professor Lupine raised his eyebrows. He said that he planned to let Neville be his assistant in the first stage from the very beginning, and he was sure that Neville would do well.Professor Snape pursed his lips, and he left, slamming the door behind him.

In this lesson, Professor Lupine was going to teach them how to deal with boggarts—a creature that could take on any image it thought would scare people best.

Christo had only seen the Boggart who was fixed in the form of a dementor by Mr. McMillan, and she was as interested as the rest of the class at the moment.

What Neville was most afraid of was Professor Snape. He followed Professor Lupine's instructions, fantasized about his grandmother's usual appearance, and screamed funny. Putting on a long dress embroidered with lace, the whole class couldn't help laughing.

Professor Lupine called the students by their names one by one and asked them to come forward one by one.

Finally it was Chris' turn.

The author has something to say: →_→ It’s not that I’m being tricky, but that I haven’t figured out what Christo is most afraid of... OJZ