[HP] The Elegance of the Night

After a night without dreams, it was already noon the next day when Igil woke up. He blinked, and his slender eyelashes fluttered slightly with his movements.

"Igil, Igil..." Someone called his name in his ear, and a shiny object dangled in front of his eyes. Igil narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and then he saw that it was Draco's beautiful platinum colored hair.

"Great, Madam Pomfrey is right." Draco was full of joy, and Igil really woke up at this time.

"When is it?" Igil wanted to sit up from the bed, Draco carefully supported him, and put the pillow on his back, "How long have I been asleep?" Igil touched the bandage on his head in a daze, The white tone in the room, which was different from the Slytherin lounge, reminded him of his injury yesterday, but he didn't feel any discomfort now.

"It's noon the next day, Igil. Madam Pomfrey said that you are recovering well, but you need to observe for two days." Draco said anxiously.

"I think I'm fine," Yigil stretched out his hands, his slender fingers were flawless, and the scratches on the back of his hands from the branches had completely disappeared.It was still bloody and bloody yesterday, but Madam Pomfrey's treatment was really effective. "Is the history of magic in the afternoon?" He lifted the covers and wanted to get up from the bed, but Draco pushed him back and looked at him pouting, disapproving of his diligent behavior .

"Igil, Madam Pomfrey said that you can't go back yet. I will take notes on the contents of the class to ensure that I will not miss a single word." Igil nodded and did not insist on going to class. In fact, you can learn a lot from these lessons He really didn't have much knowledge, and he wanted to get out of the medical wing as soon as possible for another reason, but Igil just sat quietly leaning on the pillow at this time, living up to his roommate's painstaking efforts.

"It's time to visit, son." Madam Pomfrey came over to remind them at this moment, and the medicine in the lady's white porcelain tray made Igil frowned.

"But, Igil has just woken up." Draco looked at Madam Pomfrey pitifully, his innocent and docile gaze carried a hint of coquettishness, this invisible BOSS of Hogwarts lived up to her prestige, his face was expressionless Putting down the tray in his hand, he ruthlessly swept out the sole heir of the Malfoy family.

"Igil hasn't eaten yet!" Draco reluctantly walked to the door, his roommate must be starving since he had a little lunch at noon yesterday.Draco hugged the door frame and refused to leave, Madam Pomfrey opened his fingers one by one with a hideous expression.

"I won't starve him! You can still come over at dinner time, but now you have to go to class!" Madam Pomfrey's face was distorted, and her medical skills and nursing abilities were definitely not inferior to those doctors in St. Mungo's Hospital, so she definitely He wouldn't ignore trivial things like the patient's feeding problem! If this little Slytherin wizard still stayed here to dictate, he might be late for the afternoon class.In order to avoid unnecessary truancy, she must fulfill her duties and obligations as a school doctor!

"Okay... Igil, I'll come and see you at dinner."

Draco closed his mouth aggrievedly. He is a healthy baby and has never dealt with Madam Pomfrey. It seems that his unintentional behavior just now offended this lady. His white and tender fingers were broken into carrots and swelled up. up.

"Madame Pomfrey, I'm injured and need to be hospitalized." The platinum boy raised his red and swollen fingers high, wanting to cry without tears, so that he can stay in the medical wing for a while and talk to Igil?However, his trick did not succeed, the school doctor had no eyes for sand, and any sophistry and deceit were invalid.

Madam Pomfrey took a deep breath, took out a bottle of potion from her robe pocket and threw it to him. "Take it internally, it will take effect in 1 minute." The door was shut with a bang.

"Woo..." Despite his best efforts, Draco could only watch the door of the medical wing slam shut in front of his eyes, "It's too much!" The platinum boy bit off the cork and drank the potion in one gulp. The wound on the hand, although minor, still needs to be treated.

"..." A horrific scream came from outside the door, and the corner of Igil's mouth curved secretly, feeling warm in his heart.That bottle of potion is terrible, isn't it?Draco, you are indeed a good friend to suffer with me.

"Your friend cares about you." Madam Pomfrey walked to Igil's bed with a slight smile, and adjusted the pillow behind him to make the boy lean more comfortably. "Yesterday he stayed very late at the entrance of the medical wing. I told him you won't wake up until noon." Madam Pomfrey shook her head. The child came very early at noon. Even when the savior was injured, his group of friends would I've never been so flustered.

However, injuries were commonplace for the group of lion cubs. The noble young masters of Slytherin College always took good care of themselves, and it was rare to meet them in the medical wing.

Madam Pomfrey picked up a bottle of strangely colored potion from the tray, and handed it to the patient on the bed with a smile.

"This medicine must be taken on an empty stomach. You can drink it by yourself, right?" She is always gentle with patients.Of course, if her patients were disobedient, she couldn't help but do terrible things, and feeding patients with drugs was a common occurrence.

"I can drink it by myself..." Igil swallowed, closed his eyes and swallowed the medicine painfully.There is such a nasty thing in the world, the boy's eyes are sour from the strange smell in his throat.

He never wants to get hurt again!

On Thursday morning, Madam Pomfrey announced that Igil was cured. Finally, he no longer had to drink those potions that made him unforgettable all his life. Igil felt a kind of joy of rebirth.He returned to the dormitory, took a shower and changed his clothes without haste, and then went to class in a refreshed manner.

The Slytherin and Gryffindor students were halfway through their Double Potions class when they arrived in the cold classroom in the dungeon.Seeing his arrival, the little wizards of the Snake Court greeted him with smiles. Faced with the commotion below, Professor Snape just lazily told them all to sit down. If it was Gryffindor who did this, he would definitely Will take the opportunity to deduct a lot of points.

Although the little lions are used to this kind of huge difference in treatment, some of them still frown.

"Igil, this way." Draco waved at him, and Igil had seen him a long time ago. His cauldron was next to the combination of Harry and Ron, sharing a table to stack materials.This is to prevent the little lions from throwing firecrackers into other people's cauldrons like last semester.

"What I'm going to do today is the shrinking solution," Draco whispered to Igil about the progress of the Potions class, "I'm cutting the roots of the daisies, and the figs haven't been peeled yet."

"Let me do it." Igil picked up a fig and peeled it thinly. The platinum boy slowed down his hands and looked at him cheerfully, "Congratulations on your recovery, Igil. I saw you standing in good health. In front of me, I am really happier than anything else."

Igil let out a low chuckle, and the movements of his hands didn't stop.Ron kept hugging Harry, the blue-eyed boy leaned over to say hello, and then hesitantly explained the purpose of his visit.

"Black, can you let Hagrid go."

Draco grinned at the title and glanced at Harry smugly.This kid didn't call Igil that way at the gate of the medical wing that day, and the famous Harry Potter could only show off his tongue in front of him.

"Leave Hagrid alone, where does this start?" Igil had already peeled a fig, and Ron slammed the knife on the table with an indignant bang.

"Don't tell me you don't know, he can't be a teacher now because of you, and you still have to execute that hippogriff. Hagrid has already received a leaflet from the Dangerous Animals Committee!"

"I really don't know," Igil quietly looked at the potion steps written on the blackboard, and proceeded to the next preparation in an orderly manner. Regarding the handling of this matter, if he knew, he would do the same.

Professor Snape looked over when he heard the commotion here, and gave Ron a disgusted look: "Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor for damage to public property."

Ron lowered his head and carefully used the tool in his hand, as if the cutter was made of fragile glass. He didn't raise his head until Professor Snape's eyes were no longer fixed on this side.

"Shouldn't Hagrid and that beast be punished for hurting a pure-blooded nobleman?" Draco had already cut the roots of the daisies to be exactly the same size. He put down the knife in his hand and raised his hand proudly. jaw.

"I wrote to my father, one of the trustees of Hogwarts, and my father was very angry about it."

"It's you!" Ron was shaking with anger. No wonder the people from the Dangerous Animals Committee were so fast. It turned out that Malfoy was playing tricks. "You have to take care of everything!" The red-haired lion was angry.

Draco feigned a big sigh, and blurted out a gorgeous aria: "Weasley, don't forget that Dumbledore came back last term because your sister was a pure-blood. Any student in Slytherin House who gets hurt, As the heir to the Malfoy family who holds shares in Hogwarts, I have the responsibility to make judgments on the harm that happened in Hogwarts. And Igil is my most important friend."

After hearing this, Ron cut off the head of a dead caterpillar angrily.Don't think he doesn't know, Ginny's accident happened because of the diary that Mr. Malfoy spread.

"Black, you can't blame Hagrid for this," Harry's voice was as low as a whisper. He knew that the key person was not Draco but Igil, and he was the victim of this incident. There will be a turning point, "That day in the Forbidden Forest—the hippogriff was frightened..." Harry said very veiled, but still let Igil understand what he meant, he saw the attack that day up.

threaten him?Yigil raised the corner of his mouth and drew a graceful arc. "Hagrid's textbooks and animals are extremely harmful. I don't think he is qualified for the position of a teacher. It is irresponsible for him to use the untrained Hippogriff for students to use. .”

"But—" Harry tried to defend Hagrid, but Igil stopped him before he could speak.

"Don't tell me he was unintentional. This is more terrible than irresponsibility. He has no idea what kind of harm his behavior will cause to the students."

Harry was silent. He would help Hagrid only because the half-blood giant had always taken care of him, but deep down he didn't think Hagrid would become a teacher.Ron wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. His mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Draco narrowed his pale eyes enjoying his stupidity.

Throw the cut materials into the crucible in order and stir, and the time passed by. Just when the little lions had nothing to do with things, Igil suddenly spoke and broke the silence.

"That hippogriff isn't going to die," he said softly, "—I'll have someone from the Dangerous Animals Committee send it out of Hogwarts, where it belongs. "

"What?" Ron thought he was hallucinating, and Igil continued without looking up at the tumbling liquid in the cauldron: "As for Hagrid, I think Professor Dumbledore's decision is very wise. The right person." So don't bother me with this matter, you should also be very clear that this kind of result is the best.

"I'll tell Hagrid." Harry said happily. Although Hagrid cried bitterly because he lost his dream job, fortunately, the Hippogriff was finally saved.

Yigil frowned and bottled the potion boiled in the crucible, without looking at them again from the beginning to the end.If Professor Snape hadn't visited him yesterday, he would not have let go of the Hippogriff.

Every drop of the blood of a pure-blood wizard is precious, and no one can escape unscathed after hurting a Slytherin.

"...he's lucky this time." Draco pouted and snorted unjustly.Igil smiled faintly, sent the labeled potion to the podium, and looked at Professor Snape's elegant jaw.

"Five points for Slytherin." Snape's lips curved slightly.