HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

The dragon came back a week later, again with heavy rain, and, looking terribly bad, with a broken wing and a soft squeeling sound.

Harry quickly regained his composure after being stiff at first.He used his decent healing technique to help the dragon stop the bleeding, and he dug out the medicine box Hermione had prepared for him, carefully checked the instructions and expiration date, and fed the dragon to drink.

Sick and injured, the dragon became even worse than usual, refused to take medicine, and tore down the curtains.

"Be good, you're sick." Harry said awkwardly, and the dragon, snorted angrily.

Harry frowned and pressed his temples, then picked up his wand again, quieting the dragon.

After he finished everything, Long fell asleep, uneasy, like a wronged child.

Sighing, Harry took the duvet into the living room and covered the dragon, while he sat beside the dragon.

Feeling the source of heat in his sleep, the dragon put its beautiful tail on the opponent's body.

Harry looked at the water-blue tail, raised his hand hesitantly, and stroked it lightly, the dragon became satisfied.

From that day on, Harry began to look forward to rainy days, because the little dragon always came.

Sometimes, he would also bring a little gift, such as a big mushroom, a small blue flower, or, awkwardly, spit out a few gold coins from his mouth. Harry hoped that the gold coins were not stolen by him, yes, he now Already referred to the dragon as him instead of it.

"I haven't talked so much to people in a long time, well, although you are not human." Harry and the dragon both sat on the floor, gnawing sandwiches and said, the dragon looked up at him from the pudding, and then said without hesitation Rolled his eyes.

"I don't know if you are someone else's dragon, you know, if you already have a family, it is a very troublesome thing for me, I think, I like you very much." Harry said honestly and this time Long stared at the pudding in his hand with a somewhat complicated gaze.

"Well, it looks like you have some, doesn't it?" Harry asked with some regret.

The dragon didn't speak, of course, and even if he did, Harry was sure he understood Parseltongue and not Dragontongue.

Maybe he hit some of the dragon's thundering points that day, because he didn't come over again.

Hermione, who was on a business trip in Romania, received a call in the middle of the night. She put the microphone to her ear in a daze, and asked who the caller was, and then she woke up.

"I'm in love with a dragon."

"This name is really rare, I mean, for girls." Hermione spit out the word with some difficulty, and then the other side of the phone paused and whispered: "No, Hermione , that's just a dragon."

The shaggy-haired girl lost all sleepiness at all. She turned on the lamp and raised the quilt a little. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because she was shocked by the fact.

"I need him, but he doesn't need me, he left." The voice on the phone sounded very confused, and Hermione felt that something was serious.

"Harry, you're just so lonely, just go out and make more friends."

"No, Hermione, I know, I don't have a communication problem or anything, I just, like a guy, and now I, I just like him, it's nice and peaceful to be with him, and I'm sure I'm not a zoophile , that's just because it's him." Harry said to the phone with a somewhat hoarse voice.

Hermione opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort her for a moment.They are not students anymore, and they can't get tired of being together every day, and Hermione seems to be a little unsure about Harry's mind after the war, and there is still a considerate voice on the other side of the phone.

"I'm fine, Hermione, I just wanted to tell you, it's the same as before."

"Of course, Harry, you can do this, I mean, I'm glad you did, did you tell him?" Hermione's voice softened, too, and they hadn't talked like this in a long time, except for her Those strong imperative tones.At this moment, she just wanted to be the same as in the past, without being so cautious or pretending to be tough, but, like a good friend, when the other party encountered difficulties, she asked some thoughtful questions and gave some suggestions.

"No, Hermione, I didn't have time, and I'm afraid of spoiling something, because I'm not sure if this feeling can last for a long time, I don't want to hurt him, more importantly, he never showed How dependent on my appearance."

"Harry, if you love him, then, I think, he must depend on you, and even love you equally." Hermione pointed out gently, "You never love those who don't love you, you always stay close to People who rely on you, Harry, you are too afraid of getting hurt, so if a person or, in your mouth, he shows that he hates you and doesn't love you, then you will start to reject him from the bottom of your heart."

After the girl finished speaking, the phone was silent for a while, and finally, there was a low voice.

"Perhaps you're right, Hermione."

The phone hung up, but Hermione couldn't fall asleep anymore. She took out a pen and paper, wrote down some questions in her mind, and began to analyze them. Then, she dialed a phone number.

"We need to talk."

The author has something to say:

Well, Hokage is tragic enough, so it will be a comedy. =v=

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