[hp] Pride and Prejudice

Aura looked at him pitifully, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone as if pleading with her brother.

Harry rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay."

Having achieved this, she turned her face away.

At this time, Buckbeak also flew around Hogwarts, and then flew back to the original place.

"Great," Hagrid said, puffing up his palm like a cattail leaf. "Ten points for Gryffindor and Slytherin. Well done, Harry."

He blinked at Harry.

Ola pursed her lips in displeasure, walked down without saying a word, and walked into the group of Slytherin students.

Pansy grabbed her hand nervously: "You flew so high just now, are you okay. That Potter didn't do anything to you, he looks like..."

The friends next to her looked at her worriedly.

Her friends really care about her too much.

Ola comforted: "Fortunately, I am Slytherin's Chaser after all. As for Potter, nothing happened. I am not familiar with Potter."

"Unfamiliar?" Draco said with a cold face all the time, "Potter is willing to ride that monster with you, take divination lessons, and he even greets you, what is your relationship?"

She sneered, "It's the same old routine again, and said that I fell in love with Potter, Draco, you are so interesting."

Draco didn't even want to look at her, just smashed the books in his hand to the ground, and they still killed each other.He only stared at Buckbeak, and none of them reacted——

"That's easy," his jaw bulged visibly. "If Potter could do it, I know it must be pretty easy—I bet you're not in any danger. Are you?"

Draco even reached out to touch the beast.

Ola was dumbfounded, did he know what he was doing?

"Aren't you dangerous, you big ugly beast?" he said harshly.

But as soon as the voice fell, Buckbeak slammed his big paw at him, all the students present screamed, and Draco lay on the ground in a state of distress, with a long bloodstain on his shirt .

He screamed, "I'm dying! It killed me—"

"You're not going to die!" said Hagrid, looking extremely pale. "Somebody help me—he's got to get out of here—"

Ola reacted immediately, trotted to open the door, just happened to meet Granger who wanted to do the same thing, the two looked at each other awkwardly, after opening the door, they turned their heads and ran away at the same time.

Hagrid scooped Draco up from the ground and ran towards the hospital wing, wheezing.

Pansy screamed, "I'm going to see Draco..."

"I'll go too," Ola said directly. "Theodore, you can tell Hagrid when the time comes. Pansy and I will go to the medical wing to see him. Come on, Pansy, let's go see him."

Theodore didn't care about the books on the ground: "Together."

She glanced at him in surprise, but said nothing, took Pansy's hand and trotted to the hospital wing.

The half-giant was standing awkwardly in front of the medical wing, wiping tears with a handkerchief that could be used as a tablecloth for them. Aura glanced at him and patted his hand on the back of his big palm. After all, he didn't say anything. .

Madam Pomfrey prevented them from coming in, and Pansy only let them in for 10 minutes after she talked sweetly.

Draco was refreshed at this moment, his clothes had been changed into clean ones, and the wound didn't look as serious as before.Seeing them coming, he was sick again.

Pan Xi stared at him anxiously: "Are you okay, you should be fine?"

"Probably not." Theodore concluded.

Draco snorted: "Originally, I had nothing to do, and I blamed that half-giant. I wanted to write to my father and ask him to fire that wild man."

"But why didn't you listen to my advice," she said, "Hagrid said to bow first, and you just walked over—"

"You mean I'm to blame?" Draco's eyes gleamed with anger.

Aura quickly changed her words: "No, I am worried about you. I would have stopped you if I had known you were walking past."

He looked a lot better.

"I will definitely write to my dad," Draco said viciously, "I have never seen such a professor, why is the Protection of Fantastic Beasts taught like this, I want Potter and the others to kneel and beg me..."

Olla dared not speak at all while he was muttering to himself—

Because she knows him very well, this will only make the little boy talk to himself more powerfully.

Seeing that he still had the strength to speak, Pan Xi didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Ten minutes is almost up," Pansy wrinkled her nose. "Let's see you next time. As for whether you sue that wild man, I'm up to you."

Ola spoke after a while: "Draco, I don't think you should be so impulsive."

"What!" He became even angrier, "Ola—"

"I understand you—"

"Ten minutes are up! Get out!" Madam Pomfrey yelled, "Don't disturb my patient's rest!"

Ola stuck out her tongue slyly towards him, and ran out holding hands with Pansy, and Theodore packed up after them, lying on the hospital bed rather sullenly.

The half-giant wasn't outside either, because Madam Pomfrey thought he wouldn't be able to get in and would break the ceiling.

"It seems that Potter is in trouble." Theodore said.

She hummed: "He always likes to trouble Potter."

"Speaking as if you don't like it," Pansy muttered, "you always like to trouble Potter, you ran to Gryffindor every day in your first and second years, and you can't wait to live in the tower when there are no classes. "

Ola said nothing.

She was distraught and didn't want to bother Potter anymore.

"I..." She opened her mouth, "I'm going to find my brother. As for Draco, he will recover after being cured by Madam Pomfrey, and I don't have to worry about him."

Theodore, who had been silent all this time, said, "You worry about other things."

Ola turned her head, staring at him with bright blue eyes.

"Harry Potter," he said without changing his expression, "I noticed that you are not right when you talk to him. This is the first time I have seen you care about someone so much, and it is also the first time you have talked to Draco. Do something so hard."

"enough!"

She pushed him: "Can you stop talking about Potter, every time I think of something else, you have to say Potter, I met him in class in the morning, and he is still alive in your mouth in the afternoon, I will arrive in one day I will be full of this Potter at night, and then I will really like him."

Ola left angrily, she didn't want to like a Gryffindor.

And he is not very bright, and is teased every day.

But things backfired.

Everyone talked about Draco's attack this time, and they all had the mentality of watching the show. The first period of the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class ended with the injury of a classmate. Malfoy, who must retaliate, will definitely retaliate.

Ola caught glimpses of their curious eyes and the eagerness of the Gryffindor trio as they ate in the Great Hall.

Her eyes crossed the long table in the college and looked directly at Granger.

The clever little witch of Gryffindor understood what she meant, and the two of them walked to a hidden place before she spoke: "Draco's illness will recover soon, but I guess that half-giant is about to face a lawsuit."

Granger's eyes rolled sharply.

"Any chance of winning?"

"No." She quickly expressed what Draco didn't express, "He means that if you ask him, he will let you go."

Granger's face couldn't have looked worse.

She sneered: "Come on, find him, we might as well bribe the Ministry of Magic."

Great, we have been enemies for almost three years, and we both know how to poke the pain.

The taunting between them is easy to catch.

Ola snorted: "Come on, except for the minister, no one's position is as big as Draco's father. I didn't offend you, and with Draco's pride, he won't apologize to you either."

Granger said thank you hastily, as if it was killing her.

The two turned their heads away again.

But it was four weeks before Draco recovered.

Aura was sitting with Theodore, because her little brain would not bear too much abuse from the dean, and Egil's talent for potions was too small.

Draco hung up with his hands in bandages, and belatedly sat down beside Pansy.

Their dean didn't care about the lateness of his own college: "Sit down."

The Gryffindors looked at him enviously.

Draco enjoyed the glances, and he glanced triumphantly at Weasley and Harry: "Professor, I need someone to cut the roots of these daisies for me, because my arms—"

"Weasley, root for Malfoy," he ordered without looking up.

Ola couldn't help laughing.

Theodore next to her quickly kicked her calf, signaling her to shut up.

Professor Snape glanced at her coldly, but said nothing, and stared at Weasley of Gryffindor again.

Weasley reluctantly endured it, he obediently took Draco's root, and cut it off with anger on his face. Not long after, Draco's voice was lazy again: "Professor, Weasley cut my root It's all kinds of things."

"Swap your root for Malfoy," said Professor Snape.

Weasley breathed out, and handed it to him swallowed.

Draco held back for a few seconds, "Also, Professor, I need someone to peel the figs for me."

"Potter, you can skin Malfoy's figs."

Harry also endured his anger and skinned him.

But Draco obviously wouldn't let them go so easily, he had already said countless times that he wanted revenge.

He said maliciously, "Have you seen your partner Hagrid recently?"

Harry didn't even want to look at him with his green eyes, and he skinned him silently.

Draco snorted coldly: "I'm afraid he won't be able to be a teacher anymore. My dad is very upset about my injury. He has already complained to the school administrator and the Ministry of Magic..."

He still wanted to say something, Ola told him in a low voice: "Professor Snape is looking at you."

He turned his head dejectedly.

But Weasley and Potter were amused, and Potter gave her a quick look, but Olla was expressionless and even gave him a glare.

Professor Snape's voice came from behind: "Longbottom!"

"Did you really tell Potter to ask them to beg me?" After class, Draco couldn't help but said, "I feel like they don't have the sincerity at all, and none of the potion ingredients they gave me are decent. They can't take it anymore."

Ola rolled her eyes.

What is he going to do?Did someone hand you material that looked like you bought it in Diagon Alley?Or would Potter and Weasley be able to set up a shop in Diagon Alley with the level of potions that Potter and Weasley hit 'P' every class?

"I don't know," she said roughly.

He snorted unconvinced, as if he was very unhappy to get this stupid answer.

After Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he was even more unhappy, everyone was turning around that Lupin, and didn't care about the injured Draco - he was even more depressed, repeating over and over at the Slytherin table Nightmare of getting yourself hurt.

Pansy is very annoyed to find his lover, Theodore excuses that he doesn't like to eat, Gore and Crabbe only have food in their hearts, and Ola is the only friend who listens to him.

She didn't blame him, her poor friend Draco suffered from a symptom of 'under the light of the savior', which was a strange disease that could not be compared to the savior anyway, so he had to find a unique way to attract others' attention.

"When I walked over, the beast waved its claws at me, and I was injured..." Draco regretted, "My dad was very angry, he is a very influential person, he said he would Do me justice from the Ministry of Magic."

"Hey, Ola, are you listening!" he said angrily.

She looked in the mirror and looked sadly at a small pimple that appeared on herself: "No, I have listened to it hundreds of times in the lounge."

For Defense Against the Dark Arts class, her boggart was a pox-ridden Ola Egil.

She was heading to Hogsmeade in a few days, and the girls in her dorm all had dates.

Pansy and Delianthyp, Daphne and Zabini, and Ola were also invited by several people, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw - they were rejected by their brother, and the invitation was thrown into the fireplace.

"Tell me, what should I do," she said angrily, "They're all on a date, and I'm leaving alone. I'm really ashamed."

She looked in the mirror and suddenly saw a pair of surprised green eyes.

Ola hurriedly put it down in a panic.

At this moment, Draco chuckled and dragged out the tone: "Why, no one is going with you?"

Ola looked sadly at the senior at the top of the long table, and nodded.

"How about I go with you?" He raised his eyebrows.

Eyes also looked at her.