Draco pushed Harry away hard, and Harry saw Draco's reddish ears, and couldn't help reaching out to touch them, just touching those hot little ears, "Harry!!" Ron screamed from the side, forcefully He interrupted Harry's movements.Frightened by Harry's actions, Draco kicked Harry out of bed in a fit of rage.

"Hiss..." Harry rubbed the back of his painful head, and couldn't help thinking that Ron was really a pig teammate, and his destructive power was too strong at critical moments.At this moment, Ron hurried over to help Harry up, and even shot Draco with an eye knife in the air.

Draco got out of bed and stood up, took a deep breath, and tidied up his messy hair and pajamas by the way. Noble etiquette, no matter when and where you must not forget your appearance... As for running from Slytherin to Gryffindor in pajamas many.

Merlin!Black history, simply black history!He shouldn't have trusted Potter who was always playing with him!Draco couldn't help but gasp again in his chest.

"Um, Malfoy, what are you doing here?" Harry gently pushed Ron away, stepped forward and asked Draco.

"Ask me again? Heh!" Draco laughed angrily, and asked sarcastically, "Why don't you ask yourself, if you have nothing to do, send me a bloody note with the words "Help me" scrawled on it!" Draco He was so angry that he smashed the note on Harry's face, and added, "Potter, has anyone ever said that your handwriting is really ugly!"

Harry was hit in the face and just narrowed his eyes slightly, staring more closely at Draco.On the other hand, Ron who was beside him picked up the crumpled note, opened it and saw the bloody handwriting, and was instantly frightened.

"Ha, Harry, look at this..." Ron said dryly.

Harry turned his head to look at it, and was also dumbfounded. It was like this again, a note that he had no memory of at all, but the handwriting was his own!

For a while, the Gryffindors around Ron couldn't help but turn their heads to look at it, and they all couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's Potter's word!"

"But he stayed in the lounge all the time, and I slept next to him."

"..." The noise continued.

At this time, the door opened again, the discussion gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on the door.I saw Professor McGonagall frowning tightly, walking in quickly with a stiff body, followed by Granger who was also anxious.

"Boys, be quiet." Professor McGonagall gave the order, and strode up to Ron, with a stern tone that could not be refused, "Would you mind giving me the note?"

Ron shook his head, and obediently handed in the note.

After Professor McGonagall silently experimented with a few spells with his wand, his face darkened all of a sudden.She raised her head and scanned the surroundings, thought for a moment, and said, "Boys, get ready to wash up when you get up, don't be lazy here." After finishing speaking, she turned to Draco and Harry and whispered: " Malfoy, Potter, although I disturb your breakfast time, I still hope you two will come with me."

"Yes, Professor." The two replied.

Professor McGonagall turned around in satisfaction and walked ahead with his head held high. Draco gave Harry a hard look, and cursed softly, "It's related to you. It's really bad." Harry's heart sank, and he wanted to get closer to Draco but And a little apprehensive, as if worried that Draco would hate him even more.

When one of the two was approaching, the other walked away with a look of disgust, causing the two to move forward extremely slowly.On the contrary, Professor McGonagall in the front walked very fast. Draco realized that Professor McGonagall was a little far away, and couldn't help shouting "Merlin's pants!" Leigh quickly trotted after Draco.

"Malfoy." Harry whispered to Draco.

"..." Draco rolled his eyes, ignoring him.

"Malfoy."

Draco was sulking and really didn't want to talk to Harry, but Harry kept whispering beside him.He was worried that Professor McGonagall would stop and ask suspiciously, so he replied impatiently, "Say."

"Did you rush over just after receiving the note this morning?" Harry asked cautiously, with a hint of joy in his tone.

Merlin's socks, he now regrets why he was so nervous that he didn't even change his clothes when he received the note!

"Of course." Draco replied subconsciously, but after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. When he turned his head and saw Harry smiling brightly, he couldn't help but cursed, "Merlin's pants, don't think I'm Worried about you. I don't want to be held accountable."

"Draco."

Draco jumped in shock and looked at Harry in horror, "What did you call me?"

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Cough, keep asking for flowers and collections~~

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