gray eye to gray eye

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The students of Slytherin House yelled and condemned Hagrid's words together.

"The school should expel him immediately!" Pansy screamed.

The little girl's voice became very funny because of her crying, and she could hear it from far away.

Crabbe and Goyle stood next to Pansy, staring at the Gryffindors next to them, pumping their muscles threateningly...

The rowdy crowd parted in the deserted vestibule.

Running towards the medical wing with Pansy, Blaise and Daphne took the Slytherins back to the common room, and they wanted to report this to Professor Snape as soon as possible.

The Gryffindors headed noisily towards their tower.

"You said he'll be fine?" Granger asked nervously on the stairs.

"It should be fine, Madam Pomfrey can sew up the wound in about a second!" Potter said with a forced smile.

"But it's too bad what happened to Hagrid in the first lesson, isn't it?" Weasley said with a worried look, "Malfoy will definitely mess things up..."

"Shut up, Ron Weasley!" Granger yelled sharply, "It's all to blame, isn't there a little bit of guilt?"

After all, Granger gave Weasley a disgusted look, tossed his hair, and left quickly.

"She said, what?" Weasley said, dumbfounded.

Potter smiled dryly, not knowing what to say.

In fact, if Ron hadn't provoked Draco Malfoy, this class should have turned out better!

However, that wasn't entirely Ron's fault!

Harry Potter stood firmly on his friend's side...

"Just say, at least make Hagrid understand not to bring anything dangerous into class! Hippogriffs! It's unimaginable..." Madam Pomfrey quickly waved her wand to help Draco deal with the three thorns on his back. With deep and long wounds, Hagrid shrank aside while scolding loudly.

After a while, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape rushed over at the same time.

The Dean's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Pulling and crying, Pan Xi avoided the bed.

Professor Snape glanced at them, and set his sights on Draco lying on the hospital bed.

After taking the medicine, the blood from the wound has slowly stopped, and now I have to wait for the wound to heal slowly.

Draco fell into a coma from blood loss and pain.

Professor Snape scooped out a bottle of Advanced Blood Tonic and poured it over Draco's head.

The medicine took effect almost immediately, and Draco's pale lips had a tinge of blood.

"Okay, now Mr. Malfoy needs to rest, we'd better come and see him tomorrow when he wakes up!" Madam Pomfrey said, waving her hand to us.

"...This matter will be reported to Principal Dumbledore. As for Hagrid, he will be taught the basic precautions first. The specific handling will wait for Principal Dumbledore to come back..."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and led the dejected Hagrid out.

"Gentlemen! Remember today is not Saturday..." Professor Snape said in a low voice.

"Yes, professor, we will go back to class right away!" Pansy jumped up and down, without even wiping away her tears, she was about to run outside.

"Professor Snape..." Gritting his teeth, he looked at Draco who had not had time to change out of the blood-stained school robe, "Can you send Draco a set of pajamas? He won't get used to the hospital clothes here! "

Professor Snape paused for a few seconds, but it seemed as long as a century, and then "hissed" and said, "Whatever! But I have to remind you, if points are deducted for being late..."

"Yes, Professor, absolutely not!" said quickly, "Goodbye, Professor!"

With that said, the steps have already taken...

At dinner time, Pansy and I scooped up some of Draco's favorite puddings and pies, and after a quick dinner, we sent them to the hospital wing.

Draco wasn't awake yet.

"...Mr. Malfoy needs enough rest for the blood tonic to take effect, don't worry...Professor McGonagall has notified Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, and they will come to school to visit Mr. Malfoy Jr. tomorrow..." Pomfrey Madam only allowed us to peek through the crack of the door, put the pies and puddings we brought in the cabinet, and said a few words about Draco's situation, "When Mr. Malfoy wakes up, I will give them to him ..."

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey!" Pansy said softly, holding on to the door reluctantly.

Madam Pomfrey smiled gently and waved her hand...

After returning to the common room, Xiao Hei was waiting at the door.

It was covered with dirt, weeds, and broken leaves, and the hair on its stomach was tangled together, looking very distressed.

"Xiao Hei, you won't really go to the Forbidden Forest, will you? There are many dangerous creatures there, so don't go near the Forbidden Forest in the future, understand?" He said while tugging at the back of Xiao Hei's neck.

Xiao Hei yelped softly a few times, wanting to rub against his body intimately.

"No, go away, it's too dirty!" Pushing the little black head away, he greeted Blaise and the others, and walked towards the dormitory with his schoolbag.

Xiao Hei Le Dian Dian followed behind.

Draco was going to live in the medical wing tonight, and Blaise said he didn't mind helping take care of Xiao Hei at night, and he didn't want to be too troublesome, so he politely refused.

First put a big tank of water for Xiao Hei, poured some shampoo for dogs into it, let him take a bath in the bathroom, and wrote a letter to Malfoy Manor and Emma each, explaining in detail that Draco was injured The matter, I asked the school owl to send it out before the curfew, and after taking a bath and saying good night to the little black fur who had been dried with the help of the house elves, I realized that Professor McGonagall also arranged a long article today. long essay...

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow... Well, I don't know if Draco will wake up at night... We should put a 'warming spell' on the pie... Among the many thoughts, I slowly slipped into a not-so-good in sleep...

One side of the dream is chaotic, the past life and the present life are intertwined, but everything is like a layer of mist, no matter how hard you try, you can't see clearly...

This is the third near death.

The first time, before the big truck hit Emma, ​​there was a magic riot, and then he recuperated for more than half a year; the second time, in the secret room, it is said that he looked directly into the eyes of the basilisk, fortunately there were defenses in front of him, but , this memory was completely deleted from my mind; only this time, when I faced the bloody scene directly, the moment blood spurted out from Draco's back, I only felt that the whole world was red...

At noon, we went to visit Draco again. He had already woken up, listlessly lying on the hospital bed.

The Malfoy couple had already been here, and Draco rejected their proposal to take him back to Malfoy Manor to recover from his injuries. The two left Draco with a lot of candy and snacks made by Narcissa herself and left.

They are still busy with Emma, ​​and even Narcissa, who has always been leisurely, visits officials of the Ministry of Magic every day, and frequently attends various banquets...

It can also be seen in the increasingly scribbled letters written by Emma and Lucius.

"Honey, would you like some steak?" Pansy asked sweetly, picking up a piece of steak with a small fork.

"Maybe it's okay to eat more if the stomach isn't pressed down!" Draco sneered.

Eating on the bed was quite painful, and Madam Pomfrey had to give Draco a few extra bottles of nutritional supplements.

"No, Draco, the wound may open, Madam Pomfrey said that you can only sit up tonight!" He reminded while peeling an apple.

Draco let out a "huh".

Ten minutes later, Madam Pomfrey came out to chase people away.

"Only by taking a good rest can you recover faster..."

Madam Pomfrey shut the door of Pansy's begging without mercy...

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The author has something to say: wait a minute and there will be another update in the afternoon, and the third update will be at night!

The number of words in a chapter is determined by the number of codes. I dare not post too much in Chapter 1, ha ha!

65 pajamas

☆, 66 steaks