[HP] Give me back my body

Draco yelled at the mirror for a long time but there was no response. He really wanted to drop the mirror to vent his temper, but he didn't dare, so he had to put the double-sided mirror on the table, picked up the pillow on the bed and smashed it hard.

With 14 years of experience in life, Draco knew that he couldn't sit still like this. After deliberation, he decided to dig out all the food he could find in the house.

Holding the double-sided mirror in his hand, he went downstairs.

There were two apples in the fruit plate on the coffee table; opened the refrigerator, there was a layer of green vegetables and a few eggs in it - Draco automatically ignored them, raw things were not edible for him, even the simplest He can't make a good vegetable salad, and he doesn't even know how to hold a kitchen knife.

In addition, there is a small bottle of pickled cucumbers, something that looks like a tin can, which contains liquid, maybe a drink, half a carton of milk, and then there is nothing to eat.

Draco closed the refrigerator, went to the kitchen, found a package of biscuits from the cabinet, and a box of cereal - he poured the cereal into a bowl only to find that even one bowl was not enough, and found a few slices of bread.

Draco put all these things on the coffee table, thinking that there was nothing to eat, and he was full of expectations that Hermione would pick up the double-sided mirror to rescue him at night.

After preparing the food reserves, Draco studied how to use the TV, and chose a posture that can maintain his strength - lying down and watching TV.Lying on the sofa with pillows on his head, watching TV, and the coffee table was full of food, Draco had a comfortable and comfortable day, and he felt drunk and dreaming when he lay down.

Seeing his appearance, Lucius Malfoy would definitely demand to sever the father-son relationship with him.

During the commercial time, you can also raise the double-sided mirror and call Hermione a few times in the mirror.

But soon the extreme joy turned into sorrow. He ate a lot in a mess, and his stomach started to rebel after holding it for a while. He started running to the toilet non-stop, and he couldn't even lift his pants.

Finally, all memory was cleared, Draco lay down on the bed with a pale face and soft legs, clutching the mirror in his hand, and weakly called Hermione a few times, but there was still no movement on the other side.

Draco pursed his mouth in grievance, buried his face in the quilt, and fell asleep after a while.

It can be said that Hermione forgot to eat and sleep when reading books, and when she finally remembered that there was a burden named Draco Malford, it was already the next morning, after breakfast.

When she turned the double-sided mirror out of the pile of clothes and pointed it at the name Draco, it took a long time for Draco to appear in the mirror.With a pale face, he replied weakly.

"Are you sick?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"I'm... hungry." Draco said, rubbing his stomach.

"..." Hermione paused, "Where's my mother?"

"They're going to a meeting and they're going to be gone for four days."

"Oh, that's it." Hermione nodded, absent-mindedly.

Draco thumped the bed and shouted with all his strength, "Come here!"

Draco's whole body was weak, as if he had been soaked in water for a long time, and it was very difficult for him to speak aloud. After he shouted, he lowered his head and gasped for several breaths.

Hermione tilted her head: "Can I still go out?"

"Why not, just make an excuse, just say you went to Goyle, Crabbe, and Zabini." Draco said in a hurry.

Hermione pursed her lips: "I thought you were a canary locked in a cage." Seeing Draco staring again, she immediately changed her mouth, "How to find you? I don't know the way."

"Ask the house-elf to bring you here," Draco said weakly.

Hermione nodded, and finally she asked the Malfoy house-elf to take her to Diagon Alley, and took the subway to find Draco herself.

Draco felt that Hermione should be here soon, being led by the house-elf, it probably took about a "snap" and a whoosh to come.

He looked up at the ceiling, turned over and lay on his stomach again, feeling that his limbs were getting weaker and weaker, and his stomach burned uncomfortably as if swallowing a ball of flame.

"Why so slow!" Draco sat up and got out of bed.

He didn't expect Hermione to be swaying slowly on the subway.

Draco rubbed his stomach and walked downstairs, looked towards the door, but there was still no movement outside.He sat down on the sofa and took a few weak breaths. He had never been so hungry before, and he didn't expect the feeling of being hungry to make people so weak.

As he thought about it, while looking around to see if there was anything else to fill his stomach, he saw the canned drink on the table - he picked it up and pulled the tab.

With a sound of "噗", the gas came out of the mouth of the tank, accompanied by the sound of "呲啦味啦", light brown running out of the mouth of the tank, accompanied by a sweet smell.

Draco sniffed, and couldn't wait to gulp down a big gulp, feeling the bubbly drink jumping in his mouth and finally flowing into his empty stomach, making him even more hungry.

"Dong dong dong."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Draco's eyes lit up immediately, he stood up suddenly, ran to the door, and opened it.

Hermione didn't expect Draco to open the door so quickly, her hand was still knocking, and the other hand was holding a plastic bag.

"Hi, Malfoy." Hermione paused and greeted.

Draco immediately frowned impatiently, opened his mouth and said, "Hi—"

After he finished a long hiccup, he quickly covered his mouth, his face was a little red.

"..." Hermione raised her eyebrows and walked sideways into the room.

Hermione entered the room, looked at the messy coffee table, and said to Draco, "I don't think you look like you're not full. Could it be that you're full?"

Draco covered his mouth and didn't speak, he could feel a group of bubbles gathered in his stomach, and wanted to rush down his throat to make another long belch, holding his breath so hard that his ears turned red.

"Did you drink the Coke?" Hermione said, and then she went to the counter and took out the contents of the plastic bag, a bag of pasta, and a few jars of sauce.

He didn't know what Coke was, and when he now suspected that the Weasley brothers' burp candy had been added to what he had just drank, he gave Hermione a suspicious look.

Hermione snorted coldly at him and closed the kitchen door.

Draco immediately let go of his hands, and hiccupped again long and comfortably. This hiccup, which he had endured for a long time, was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed a little, and he even thought it was a bit refreshing to hiccup like this.

He felt much more comfortable in his stomach, and it didn't churn so much anymore. Although he would occasionally hiccup silently, he didn't feel so ashamed without Hermione listening.

Draco listened to the voice from the kitchen, touched his stomach, and then saw the coffee table—it was a bit messy, he frowned, thinking that the place he stayed in was so messy that it was disrespectful.Slowly he began to collect the rubbish into the bin, thinking as he bent over that his wand would work.

"Click." Hermione came out of the kitchen, a plate of pasta in hand.

Draco paused for a moment, sniffed, and quickly covered his stomach to keep him from screaming.

Hermione put the plate on the dining table, walked up to Draco and took the bowl in his hand: "Go and eat."

Draco nodded reservedly, then quickened his pace, went to wash his hands first, and then started eating.

Hermione didn't expect that Draco would take the initiative to tidy up his things. She didn't say a word, and glanced at Draco who was eating hard - although he was very hungry, he still ate very regularly.

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==Small Theater==

Draco: Granger, I have only one word for you.

Hermione: hicc—

Draco is ashamed

When I wrote that Draco had diarrhea, I suddenly wanted to write that Draco was sick, and Hermione took him to a Muggle hospital for spanking.Why don't you just write it in the episode?

It's been a long time since I thank Bawang Tickets, I always forget

Thank you Yang Yang for the grenade

Thank you Dengdeng, Ah Zi for mine

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Momota, I love you guys!

And the girls who continue to support me at such a slow pace!