[HP] End of Death

Life in the new semester will start soon.Harry and Ron had studied their timetables, and aside from Potions, the only Fantastic Beasts class was with Slytherins, which made them feel badly - Malfoy's gang had always been very unfriendly to Hagrid.

Sure enough, things went wrong in the first Fantastic Beasts class.Hagrid showed them a creature called a snail, which looked very strange, like a deformed, shelled lobster, slimy, and not very big-maybe because it was still there. As a baby, Harry thought it had no eyes or mouth at all, and it looked disgusting.

"I haven't raised this kind of creature before, so I don't know what it likes to eat, but I have prepared ant eggs, frog livers, and green snakes, and you can try some of each to see if they eat it." Hagrid said excitedly Said very high.

Harry, Ron and Hermione grabbed a handful of slippery frog livers to lure the snails out of pure affection for Hagrid, while the rest of the class lingered for a while before reluctantly dividing into groups to feed them .

"I don't think this thing is useful, is it? Only a fool like Hagrid would want to keep this kind of thing..." Malfoy's drawling voice drifted into their ears, and he seemed to want Hagrid to Hearing it, the sound was very loud, and Crabbe and Goyle beside him laughed.

"He didn't dare, he didn't dare touch the snail," said Ron through gritted teeth, chopping up an oversized piece of frog liver so hard that the chopping board vibrated, which made the snail bounce and almost fell from the ground. He escaped from the basin, "Looking at his pampered appearance, he must be terrified."

"What are you talking about, Weasley?" A cold voice rang in their ears, and the three of them turned their heads, and Draco was standing in front of them, arms folded.He leaned over and glanced at the pots and cutting boards on their table, and sneered: "Oh, I think you would be willing to raise these disgusting things for Hagrid, huh? There should be some in your crappy house. A lot of these things, you grow up with them..."

Before it was too late, Ron pulled out his wand immediately, but the knife he dropped flew aside and hit Harry's arm, which made him cry out in pain.Draco had already taken out his wand, his pupils shrank when he saw the blood-soaked cloth on Harry's arm, and he subconsciously took a step closer, but Hermione pushed him away angrily.

"Look at what you've done!" She glared at Ron, who bowed his head and apologized guiltily to Harry.The surrounding students gathered around one after another, and Hagrid rushed to take him to the infirmary.

Draco opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, a classmate's elbow accidentally knocked over the basin containing the snails, and a snail that was crawling out flew out and stuck on his arm.Draco froze for a moment, with a mixed expression of disgust and horror on his face. Before he could shake it off, the snail's bright red tail lifted, and a blast of air blasted his arm.

Hagrid was so sad and guilty that two students were injured in the first class, he told the other students to stay where they were and continue trying to feed the snails, and he took Harry and Draco to the infirmary.

Madam Pomfrey looked at the wounds of the two of them and sighed. While treating them, she rebuked all three of them.Hagrid lowered his head and replied guiltily. Draco glanced at him, and was about to add fuel and sarcasm, but was stopped by Harry: "If it weren't for you, Malfoy, we wouldn't be here at all."

"Then you're going to blame me?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "With all due respect, I don't think this big man is suitable to be a teacher at all. Look at what he prepared for us..."

"As long as you obediently attend class according to his words, there won't be so many troubles! Don't quibble!"

"Potter, you—"

"Okay, stop arguing, you two! Malfoy, it's your turn, roll up your sleeves and let me see your wounds..." Madam Pomfrey said, grabbing Draco's arm and wrapping him wide The sleeves were pulled up, and they were all red, and the skin was torn in some places, but there was no bleeding.She put an ointment on it and asked Draco to stay here for an hour to observe:

"This is the first time I've seen a student who was injured by a snail. I can't guarantee that this ointment can cure you... But I think it should be fine, it's fine, but let's observe first."

Hagrid said that he had to go back to maintain order in the classroom, and he was worried about leaving his students there: "I have to go back to continue class, Harry, do you want to go back with me? Or stay here..."

Harry was very conflicted in his heart. Although he didn't like snails, staying with Ron and Hermione was obviously much more enjoyable than arguing with Draco. He looked back at Draco, and then The reporter was also looking at him, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

"Um... I guess I'll stay here." Harry replied after hesitating for a moment.Hagrid nodded, without forcing him, and left quickly with big strides.Harry turned around and met Draco's considerate eyes. He seemed to be trying to figure out his thoughts, and then quickly showed a smirk: "I don't need your fake kindness, Potter."

"Of course I didn't stay because I cared about you," Harry said grimly. "I was worried—worrying that we're not here, and you'll make up some unbelievable hurtful remarks to persecute Hagrid."

"Oh, then you really know me." Draco didn't deny it, he glanced at the off-white layer of ointment on his arm, the hot feeling stimulated his skin, Draco stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch, But he was immediately stopped by the sharp-eyed Madam Pomfrey.

"Don't touch it! If you want your wound to heal faster!" she said sharply. "Just wait an hour, Malfoy, I know it's going to be tough..."

"Oh, that's too bad," he grumbled, turning to look at Harry, as if wanting to have some fun, "I think I could make Hagrid a little trouble if you stayed here. I can say his bombshell The tail snail caused me a lot of mental damage, and he must be responsible for it..."

"A mere snail has caused you mental damage, so you still want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" Harry rolled his eyes.

"When did I say I was going to participate?"

"Didn't you say you would sign up if I signed up?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"Oh? Are you really going to sign up?" Draco raised his eyebrows.

"Uh, no..."

"If you plan to sign up, I can provide you with an aging agent, which is very useful..." Draco stroked his chin and looked at Harry with a smile on his face, as if waiting for him to fall into a trap.Harry looked at him coldly, he kind of wondered how far Draco would go. Although there was nothing inappropriate about his recent behavior, it always made him feel a little deliberate.As far as where it seems deliberate, it seems that the number of faults seems to be too much... Although he was very hateful before, he didn't seem to pay attention to them.

"If that's the case, then you should sign up first." Harry said after thinking about it.

"That's not okay, I'm afraid you will go back on your word."

"Do you think I am you?"

"Well, let's go in together when the time comes." Draco selectively ignored Harry's words. He seemed to want to pat Harry on the shoulder, but he used his injured right hand habitually. The pain froze his expression.

Madam Pomfrey's voice sounded again immediately: "I told you Malfoy, don't move around! Hey, why are you children disobedient..."

She complained for a long time, and Draco had to apologize kindly to her, while Harry had a hard time trying to hold back a laugh.