[HP] Draco's One Thousand and One Nights

Draco couldn't recover from his current situation for a while. He and Harry tentatively used a few magic spells, but naturally it didn't work at all.

"George's magic works really well, too." Harry circled the ferret version of Draco, and George was a genius at practical jokes.Harry really had no other choice, but he didn't know when George's reply letter and antidote would arrive.

"Well, how many days does it take for the owl to get from here to George's shop?"

"One day." Draco said lazily.He was a little dizzy from being surrounded by Harry, and more importantly, he hadn't gotten used to the much bigger Harry dangling in front of his eyes.He simply closed his eyes, not seeing clearly.

"You go to Madam Pomfrey."

"What? She can't do anything about it, right?" It's not that Harry doesn't believe in Madam Pomfrey, but that Draco's current situation is definitely not something that the medical room can handle, and George's prank magic can't be undone by ordinary people. of.

"I'm asking you to tell her that I'm leaving school urgently, and ask her to take care of Scorpius!" Draco took a lot of effort to control the ferret's paw and slap Harry, but unfortunately it wasn't strong enough , not much more than a tickle, Harry didn't feel his anger at all.

After hearing Draco's words, Harry suddenly realized, but why did Draco always ask Madam Pomfrey to take care of Scorpius?

"Hey——" Draco the ferret made a strange sound from his throat. It seemed that it was still a bit difficult to make a disdainful sound with the ferret's vocal cords, so Draco had to give up.

"If you had to choose among Professor McGonagall, Professor Laura, Mrs. Hooch and Mrs. Pomfrey, who would you choose?"

"Uh, this..." Harry was silent, Professor McGonagall was too serious, Senior Laura was too lively, Mrs. Hokey didn't live on campus, indeed Mrs. Pomfrey was more suitable. It turned out that the female professor at Hogwarts was so Less, this is not very good, it seems that I have to give Professor McGonagall a suggestion.

"Hello." Harry's expression seemed to be distracted, and Draco could only remind him again.

"I'm going now." Harry made an expression that he must have completed the task, so serious that Draco couldn't help laughing.

After Harry left, Draco also secretly calculated, and his intuition told him that this time the matter would not be resolved so easily.It is impossible for George Wesley to come up with an antidote so easily, and there may even be no antidote at all.

It has to be said that Draco really has the talent of a prophet. George does not have an antidote. What he gave Harry was his latest one-time transforming potion.Originally, he wanted to play tricks on Harry, but who knows that Harry never opened it.Poor Draco wanted to do good but became a victim instead.

It didn't take long for Draco to feel tired. It seemed that the shape of the ferret brought him not only inconvenience in movement, but also various physical discomforts.

The upper eyelids seemed to be fighting with the lower eyelids, and Draco couldn't resist the drowsiness, so he fell asleep on the floor in a daze.

So when Harry came back the first thing he saw was Draco curled up and sleeping.

"It's really a ferret..." Harry muttered and approached, carefully hugging the ferret version of Draco.

"Do ferrets love to sleep so much?" Harry decided to consult Sim, who taught Conservation and Magical Biology tomorrow, to see what should be paid attention to in raising ferrets.

"Haha, a ferret named Draco Malfoy." Harry couldn't help laughing in his heart. If Draco found out, the two of them would probably fight again.

"I can't think about it anymore, I can't think about it anymore." Harry shook his head slightly, and refocused on the ferret who was still asleep in his arms.

"Where should I put it? You can't hold it all the time." Harry looked at his office.

On the table?No, no, Harry shook his head, Malfoy will definitely explode if he wakes up at the table tomorrow morning.

on the sofa?This should work...

Harry carefully placed Draco on the sofa, intending to go back to the bedroom to get a blanket to cover him, but couldn't help thinking, what if he fell off the sofa?What if it breaks?

"Oh! Why are you thinking so much?" Harry slapped himself on the forehead, "Are ferrets afraid of falling? Are they afraid of the cold?"

Harry put down the blanket in his hand, and went to wash and sleep in peace.

He was also tired after such a tossing day.

Harry, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, slept peacefully, and Draco, the ferret, who was curled up on the sofa was also very quiet.This night, probably only Scorpius, who was sent to Madam Pomfrey again, couldn't sleep. He was entangled in what urgent matter Draco's father had, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye to him.

Perhaps because of Scorpius' nagging or perhaps because of the ferret's physical problems, Draco won in the middle of the night.And he actually felt the cold, it seemed that the ferret's thick fur was useless.

It was dark in Harry's office, and Draco subconsciously missed "Luminescence", but found that the wand was not by his side.

So where is the wand?Draco thought for a while, he didn't take his wand when he became a ferret, so now his wand and clothes should still be where they used to be, that is, on the floor.

Draco jumped off the sofa and searched for his wand instinctively, but it was a pity that this was Harry's office and not the cellar he was familiar with. He gritted his teeth and endured.

"Damn it, Potter's office is too messy."

How did Draco know that his wand and clothes had been put away by Harry, and they were not where he thought they would be.

Draco stumbled around Harry's office, and suddenly thought of another good way.

"Golden Snitch."

"Squeak—" Harry's bedroom door opened in response, and the light yellow light in the bedroom passed through the door and fell on the ground under Draco's feet, which inexplicably felt a little warmer.

"Very good." Draco could finally see clearly, but the wand was still missing, and the ferret seemed a little tired again.

Draco looked at the cold sofa, then looked at the warm lights in Harry's bedroom without any hesitation, and walked gracefully across the door of the bedroom.

Harry's bedroom rarely made Draco feel satisfied, clean and warm, and Draco jumped into bed very satisfied.Harry slept soundly and showed no signs of waking up.

"Oh, vigilance is really bad." Draco pulled the pillow, pulled the quilt away and got in.

"For the sake of only one bed, I don't mind squeezing with you." Draco whispered such a sentence, as if to find a reasonable explanation for himself.

"Good night, Potter."

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Finally finished the exam, liberated~(≧▽≦)/~

Good luck to those who are about to take the exam! !Passed! !