Dark Lord, please let go

After getting acquainted with Tom, Draco has been at a disadvantage. Although Draco has come to his senses, he didn't expect Tom to be so cunning, and lightly pushed the problem to Draco.

Sitting in the classroom, Draco looked at the inattentive Tom bitterly, this guy was about to blow him up.

"Hey, Draco." Devlin sat directly on Draco's right side after entering the classroom. He glanced at Tom who was sitting on Draco's left side, who was reading with his head down, and asked in a low voice, "You Reconciled with Tom?"

Before Draco could answer, Tom looked up, "Deverin, Draco and I didn't quarrel, so there is no reconciliation."

"Oh, well, since you all say that..." Devlin muttered in disbelief, and the whole of Hogwarts could see that something was wrong between the two of them, okay?

Professor Mellors walked in, and I have to say that Galatea Mellors is still a handsome middle-aged man, he has been teaching at Hogwarts for ten years, Draco thinks this is simply a miracle, At least he'd never seen anyone teach Defense Against the Dark Arts for that long.

His voice was low and hoarse, "Today we are going to practice using the Leg Locking Charm. Now, I need you all to stand up and leave the desk."

After all the students stood up, Professor Mellors waved his magic wand and moved all the desks and chairs in the classroom to the corners, leaving the center of the classroom empty.

"Here are the incantations and precautions of the Leg-locking Curse. I need you to remember." Professor Mellors tapped the blackboard with his wand. "Two people, try to get the other party to cast the Leg-locking Charm—" Speaking of this He paused, and glanced at all the students below, "Don't worry, I'm afraid you can't use the Leg Locking Curse successfully yet."

"Two people?" Devlin's expression froze for a moment. He looked at Draco and Tom who were standing aside. There was no doubt that these two people would definitely be in a team.And he was not very familiar with the other Slytherins.

But surprisingly, Draco wasn't with Tom, he grabbed Kassim Shacklebolt, and Tom turned to smile at Devlin.

"..." These two people are still fighting coldly - this is Devlin's inner voice.

"What's the matter with you and Tom Riddle?" Kasim glanced at Tom who was practicing with Devlin, and asked Draco.

"Why does everyone think we have a good relationship?"

Seeing the light flashing from the tip of Kasim's wand, Draco subconsciously dodged the Leg-locking Curse, and saw the light hit the floor, leaving a shallow trace.

"...Hey, Draco, we are doing exercises." Kasim looked at Draco dissatisfied, and then threw a leg-locking spell, but the light flashed on Draco, but there was nothing kick in. "According to Gryffindor, the two of you are bonded together forever, so is your current bonding spell gone?"

Draco was tired of this unlucky metaphor, he interrupted Kassim who wanted to continue the discussion, and said rudely: "Now it's my turn, Kassim, stand up..."

Before he finished speaking, Kasim on the opposite side looked behind Draco with wide eyes, "Get out of the way, Draco!"

Draco didn't have time to look back, and he didn't know what happened. He only heard the sound of his robe being torn, and then Draco was knocked away by a strange force, and his back seemed to be broken. strength.

"Merlin! Draco!"

Following Draco's painful groan, all the students around stood there dumbfounded, watching the blood gushing from Draco's back, soaking his cloak.

"Oh, I, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry..." There was a slight sobbing sound in the classroom.

Tom lowered his face and glanced at the Ravenclaw girl, "Professor, Draco needs to be taken to the infirmary."

"Of course." Professor Mellors bent down to check Draco's injuries, and found a long gash on his back. "Stay well in the classroom, and no one is allowed to leave. I will send Mr. Malfoy to the medical room."

"Professor, I'll go with you." Tom watched Professor Mellors pick up Draco, and quickly followed.

"Tom..." Professor Mellors glanced at Tom, seeing that he had no intention of retreating at all, and thinking that Tom was his good friend, he could only nod helplessly, "Since you insist, then fine."

After both Professor Mellors and Tom left, the classroom immediately became noisy.

"Oh, Merlin, with so much blood, Draco will be okay?" Devlin turned pale with fright, he looked at Kasim who was in the same group as Draco, and asked in panic.

Kasim was also frightened, his face was gloomy and terrible, "I don't think there will be anything, you know that Madam Pomfrey is still very powerful, but..." He paused for a moment, and his eyes fell on Ravenclaw who caused trouble, "I think you have to pay for this, Draco was almost killed by you!"

Hearing Kassim's words, the other Ravenclaws couldn't read anymore, "Hey, how can you say that, she didn't mean it."

"Who the hell cares if she did it on purpose? All I know is that Draco has gone to the infirmary now and is bleeding a lot!" Kassim yelled sharply at a group of Ravenclaws.

Draco was in pain all over, he could feel himself being hugged and rushed to the infirmary.The pain on his body reminded him of being cut on his body by the Scarhead Savior with Kamikaze Wuying when he was in the sixth grade, but it was not as severe as that time.

"Merlin, what happened to this child that he could be injured like this?"

Draco looked up and saw a much younger Madam Pomfrey.

"Put him down quickly, I want to see his injuries!" Madam Pomfrey instructed Professor Mellors to gently place Draco on the hospital bed.

"Poor child, why did you get so badly injured in class?" Madam Pomfrey took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the cabinet and piled them up in front of Draco, "Drink them, you need some hemostatic agent and Blood tonic."

When Draco saw the bottle containing the potion, he thought of the rotten potion, but now that Professor Snape hadn't been born, maybe the potion wasn't so hard to swallow.

Swallowing the potion, which was tasteless but acceptable, Draco felt better, at least the dizziness did not continue.

"Madame Pomfrey, I think I need to leave Mr. Malfoy to your care. There are still students waiting for me in the classroom." Professor Mellors made sure that Draco, who was lying on the bed, had recovered a lot, and then turned to Pomfrey. said Mrs. Frey.

"Of course, I will take good care of him, but he can't leave for the time being, and must stay in the medical room until the morning after tomorrow."

"The morning after tomorrow?" Draco's voice was sharp.

Madam Pomfrey glanced at Draco disapprovingly, "You need to rest child, although the injury on your back is not serious, but you have lost a lot of blood."

"..." Of course he knew that he had lost a lot of blood, otherwise his back was injured, so why would he be dizzy.

Professor Mellors left, Madam Pomfrey went to work, and only Tom stayed.He glanced at the pitiful Draco lying on the bed, and said mockingly: "You actually only care about how long you will stay?"

"...that's very important, the day after tomorrow is the first flying lesson." Draco hadn't been flying on a broomstick for at least three years, and it was simply unbearable for him.

Tom frowned at Draco's pale face, "Damn you're hurt now, and all you care about is that stupid flying lesson."

"Without a doubt, yes, I'm injured, and I'm lying on the hospital bed now." Draco looked at Tom with a smirk, obviously they were still fighting coldly a moment ago, but now Tom lost his temper because of his injury , Is their relationship already so close?

"But can you tell me what happened? I only know that I was hit by a spell. You should understand that my back was facing the person who cast the spell."

Tom looked at Draco faintly, with a warm smile on his face, "You hit Draco with a wrong spell, and the opponent was a Ravenclaw."

"Wrong spell?" Draco looked like he'd swallowed a slug. "You mean a Ravenclaw spell that spelled the Leg Lock spell wrong? Damn it! That's a Ravenclaw, isn't it?" Hufflepuff!"

A simple leg-lock spell can be mispronounced. Is the Sorting Hat confused? Why would such a person enter Ravenclaw?

"Oh, if it was Hufflepuff, you probably wouldn't be hurt so badly." Tom said without sincerity.

Draco pursed his lips and didn't answer. Of course he wasn't speechless by Tom's words, but he just remembered that he was having a cold war with Tom.

Seeing Draco remain silent, Tom was the first to lose.Although he hated that Draco had something to hide from himself, Draco was his friend after all, a friend who stayed by his side when he was isolated by the children in the orphanage. "I think you'll need class notes for this afternoon and tomorrow."

Is this intended to reconcile with himself, Draco glanced at Tom uncertainly, "Of course, I hope you can transcribe some norms."

Tom didn't answer, he picked up Draco's schoolbag from the stool and carried it on his shoulders with his own, and then looked at Draco: "Then I will come to see you after lunch, I hope you can be the same as you are now Have a lot of energy."

"I'll be back to normal tonight..." Draco muttered dissatisfied.

Carrying Draco's schoolbag, Tom planned to go back to the dormitory first, at least to bring Draco an undamaged robe, which was probably Draco's most urgent wish.