Dark Lord, please let go

But those surprises were only for a moment, and soon Draco felt that he was dazzled and didn't see clearly, and old Malfoy had already returned to normal, only Abraxas still looked at Tom with a little surprise.

Old Malfoy, as if nothing had happened, turned his eyes back to Draco abruptly, and stared at Draco with stern and warning eyes, "Don't let me hear it again, Slytherin has Words like that from the two Malfoys came out."

"What are you waiting for, Abraxas, get out of here now." Old Malfoy yelled at his son after finishing speaking, and left the medical room angrily.

Abraxas nodded to Draco and Tom before leaving, and then turned away with his angry father.

After the door of the medical room was completely closed, Draco immediately glared at Tom Riddle beside him.He remembered that he had warned Tom never to reveal that he was a Parseltongue in front of others.But what did he just do, to talk to Adil in front of his great-grandfather and grandfather, what the hell, is his effort going to be in vain?

Seeing Draco's undisguised anger, Tom narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't intend to compromise with Draco, he knew that the Malfoy family was a very old wizarding family, and this was exactly what he needed.He found out in the library that Salazar Slytherin was a Parseltongue, but he didn't introduce much. He didn't know if he was a descendant of Slytherin. He needed detailed records, and Abrak Sass is the best option.

"What the hell are you trying to do, Tom." Draco tried to stay sane and try not to get angry with Tom, but damn he couldn't.

"Draco, I thought you could understand." In front of Draco, Tom didn't need to keep a polite smile, he interrupted what Draco was about to say with a cold tone, "I didn't explore your secret, Then don't meddle in my affairs."

Choked by Tom's words, Draco glared at Tom in shame and annoyance. He couldn't tell anyone his own secret, let alone Tom Riddle, the future Dark Lord. Draco could tell What, said that his father was killed by him?

Regardless of Draco's gloomy gaze, Tom stuffed a pack of Bibi's multi-flavored beans from his schoolbag into Draco's arms, "Kasim and Devlin asked me to bring it for you."

Seeing Tom change the subject, Draco was even more dissatisfied. He snorted and stuffed the bag of Bibi's multi-flavored beans roughly into his schoolbag.

Tom raised his eyebrows, he didn't plan to stay in the medical room and suffer, "See you tomorrow, Draco."

Draco was left alone in the medical room again, and this time even Adil, the stupid snake, was taken away by Tom.And he heard the meaning of Tom's last sentence, he is not going to see himself tonight, very well, Tom Riddle is really a bastard.

After lunch, under Madam Pomfrey's watchful eye, Draco drank three bottles of potions, and slept all afternoon under the effects of the potions.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Professor Mellors of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Slughorn, head of Slytherin, and Ravenclaw who made him lie in bed for two days All in the medical room.

Seeing Draco open his eyes, Professor Slughorn smiled at him, "Dear Draco, how are you feeling? I'm sorry to hear that Tom said you were injured and couldn't come to Potions class." Pity."

Draco blinked, he wasn't fully awake yet, he didn't know why so many people came to his ward.

"You know when you're not there, when Tom is with Mr Rolle (Deverin), it's just awful."

That would definitely be Tom's disaster, Draco slandered inwardly.Devlin's potion is not particularly bad, but it is not very good either. He often makes some routine mistakes, and can often destroy a pot of potion in an instant to the point of irreparability. Devlin's Tom was a bit pathetic, of course, only a little.

"Mr. Malfoy, it seems that you are recovering well." Professor Mellorth saw that Dracoliso got up from the bed, and he knew that he was almost recovered.

Draco nodded, and then his eyes immediately fell on Madam Pomfrey who was not far away, "Will I be able to go back to the dormitory in a while? I feel completely fine."

"Of course not, you have to stay until tomorrow morning." Madam Pomfrey did not allow Draco to refute, and immediately interrupted him.

Draco rolled his eyes helplessly, he hated the medical room now, it was either rest or rest, he didn't want to stay in this damn place for one more minute at all.

"Mr. Malfoy, we're here for another reason." Professor Mellors patted the crying Ravenclaw on the shoulder, "Tilly Prewett gave you a blow in Defense Against the Dark Arts class." It's a lot of trouble—" Hearing the word trouble, Draco couldn't help snorting. "—so the punishment for Tilly Prewett has come down."

Hearing what Melos said, Draco finally set his sights on the still timid Ravenclaw, and asked in a drawn out tone, "What is it?" He was very curious, it had been two days since the incident, why Tilly's punishment was mentioned at this time.

"She will be doing after-school labor service for a month."

If it was in the past, Draco might not be satisfied with this punishment method, but now he does not intend to pursue it. After all, he is only Draco Malfoy now, not the heir of the Malfoy family, so he just nodded casually, expressing that No opinion on punishment.

"Then we won't disturb your rest. Tomorrow will be your first flying lesson. I think every little wizard will look forward to it." Professor Slughorn exaggeratedly laughed a few times, and then talked with Professor Merles Take that Ravenclaw out of the infirmary.

Early the next morning, Draco had breakfast, and finally left the medical room where he stayed for two days with Madam Pomfrey's consent.As soon as he left the medical room, Draco took two deep breaths, and he felt like his whole body was rusted.

After only a few steps, Draco saw Devlin and Kasim walking towards the infirmary.

"Oh, Draco, you're all right!" Devlin's eyes lit up, and he rushed over to give Draco a hug. "Today is flying lesson, we thought you were going to miss the first flying lesson."

"Forget it, even if Draco sneaks out of the medical room, he will definitely take his first flying lesson." Kasim smirked at Draco.

Putting the schoolbag on his shoulders, Draco also hugged Kasim, "Yeah, I can't wait."

"Let's go, let's accompany Draco back to the dormitory to change clothes." Devlin took the initiative to lift the schoolbag on Draco's shoulder in his hand. "You have a back injury Draco, I'll hold it for you."

Draco really wanted to tell Devlin that his injury was healed, that he was not a broken doll and not so fragile, but when he saw Devlin's shining eyes, he swallowed the sarcasm that came out of his mouth, and occasionally accepted Devlin's The concern is also good.

When they returned to the dormitory, they didn't see Tom. Draco changed into a cloak, threw his schoolbag in the dormitory again, and left with Kassim and Devlin again.

The first flying lesson, this is what Draco has been looking forward to for a long time. The broomstick is very expensive, and Draco can't afford it with his current financial resources. Even if he keeps making potions to make money, he probably can't afford the broom tip .

Not sure if it's traditional to take flying lessons with Gryffindors.On the flat lawn, all the students were already standing there, and there were two rows of broomsticks neatly placed on the ground. Opposite to the Slytherin house, there were the first-year freshmen of Gryffindor.

"Aha, Malfoy! I heard you were beaten to the ground by a little Ravenclaw girl."

"Oh shit, shut up, Leslie you idiot." Devlin glared at Leslie angrily. In his eyes, Draco was as good a student as Tom, and dared to face Greg Lan Fondo did it, he always hoped that he could become a person like Draco, how could he let Leslie insult his idol.

Leslie didn't pay attention to the timid Devlin at all, he glanced around a few times, and then continued to look at Draco sarcastically, "What's the matter, am I wrong? You don't even have a little girl Can't handle it."

"Do you still want to continue to experience the feeling of hanging a fuchsia?" Draco pulled the aria and looked at Leslie with eyes like looking at a slug.

Hearing Draco's words, Kasim sneered, "Draco, I think you are right, this idiot just wants to keep hanging. I bet that this time Professor Dumbledore can't get rid of it in time. You let it go."

Leslie's face was flushed with anger, and he felt ashamed when he thought of being hung by Draco in the corridor last time.Just as he was about to continue to say something, he saw Tom Riddle walking towards the lawn not far away.

Leslie whistled as if moving back to a game, "It seems that Tom Riddle has seen through you, and he doesn't want to be your friend anymore."

Following Leslie's gaze, Draco also saw Tom approaching, and Tom smiled at the three of them, and then came to say hello.

"You're ready for class, Draco."

Seeing Tom's nonchalant look, Draco gritted his teeth secretly, damn it, did he forget what happened yesterday, did he forget the dispute between the two of them, and act like nothing happened greet.

Draco remained silent with a gloomy face. Tom embraced him with open arms and said in a voice that could be heard by others: "I should give you a hug, right? Welcome back to class, Draco."

But in fact, Tom said in Draco's ear with only two voices: "Draco, don't forget our friendship."