[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Simo looked at the person in front of him dryly, not knowing what to do for a while.

She blinked and blinked, unable to speak a word.

And Draco was standing in front of her, he was obviously a little surprised too.

Simo just kept the corners of her mouth stiff, her hands were too late to retract, and her mind was almost blank.

Draco looked at Simo strangely, and took the card from her hand at once. He said slowly, "I will reluctantly accept it."

Simo's eyes were fixed on him almost unblinking, and she sniffed.The hand is still in a daze to maintain the previous movement.

As if sensing Simo's fiery eyes, Draco looked away awkwardly, his ears turned slightly red, and he snorted coldly, "But you're still smart, you didn't hand it over to those stupid dwarves."

After that, he took the card and walked away from Ximo's side slowly.Seems to be in a good mood.

And Ximo was still standing there stupidly, licking her lips in embarrassment, not knowing what to do?

She's giving it to Oliver Wood, she's giving it to Oliver Wood.She is giving it to Oliver Wood.

Life had never seemed so gloomy to Simo.Draco didn't even give her a chance to explain.

Seeing the figure of Draco leaving, Simo seemed to be slowly looking at her empty hands. She screamed "ah", and covered her face, thinking that if she could cover herself to death Enough.

When Simo returned to the Gryffindor common room with a dark face.Fred and George were still singing, "Your eyes are as green as pickled toads."

Harry sat aside flushed, and Ron seemed to be trying to hold back a laugh.

Simo sat down heavily on the sofa, and Hermione saw her walking over with concern, and whispered in Simo's ear, "Did you deliver it?"

Simo felt even more sad immediately. She buried her face in her knees and wailed in pain, "Oh, don't ask me, I don't know anything. I don't know anything"

The twins stopped teasing Harry, and looked at Simo very curiously. Ron gave Simo a very surprised look, and asked, "Simour, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Simo raised his head suddenly, with a dry smile on the corner of his mouth. "What's the scariest spell among wizards?"

Hermione was a little puzzled and said, "It should be Avada Kedavra."

"Who will, do it for me." Ximo said in a very tragic voice, and then covered her face in pain again.

All she wanted to do now was pray to Merlin that Draco, a loathsome fellow, stop showing off that he had received a Gryffindor Valentine's card.This way she really can't hang out in Gryffindor.

........

In March at Hogwarts, the weather is still slightly cold, but there are already bright sunshine and refreshing breeze.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Harry to compete again.

Seymour and Dean and Ron sat in the stands cheering Harry on.Simo, who hadn't seen Hermione all morning, asked Ron, "Ron, did you see where Hermione went?"

Ron watched the game intently, and said vaguely, "She said she was going to the library."

Simo was immediately in awe. Hermione never forgot to study.

The cold wind kept blowing Simo's hair, and her irritable hair fell behind her ears, and Ron kept whistling excitedly,

Simo looked around while smoothing her hair.

Although I was a little happy to see Wood in a while, when I thought of Wood, Simo remembered her unlucky Valentine's Day. When she was thinking wildly, Professor McGonagall was already holding her big microphone and sternly speaking to the stands. Shouted: "The game has been cancelled, everyone hurry back to the dormitory to rest, hurry up, immediately."

Everyone complained for a moment.

Ron suddenly pulled Simo, and got out of the crowd, trying to find Harry, when he found that Professor McGonagall was already standing beside Harry.

She glanced at the three students worriedly: "Mr. Weasley and Miss Finnigan. You'd better come together too."

Simo was taken aback, and her heart was beating nervously. She obediently followed Professor McGonagall to the medical wing, and saw a person they hadn't expected—Hermione on the hospital bed.

She lay stiffly on the bed, her eyes were round and her hands were raised up helplessly.Simo shook Hermione's upraised hand sadly. It was so cold that it was as hard as a stone.

Simo lowered her eyes slightly. She clearly remembered that she and Hermione were having trouble together yesterday, but today...

"They were found near the library," said Professor McGonagall with a sigh. "Can any of you explain this? It's on the floor next to them..."

Professor McGonagall picked up a round mirror in his hand.Simo looked up and shook her head at the mirror.There seemed to be something in her brain that was about to come out, but it was vague and out of shape.

One petrification case after another brought Hogwarts back into winter.Everyone is worried.Seymour was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, still thinking about today's events.

She couldn't help but stood up, and said to Ron and Harry, "By the way, the mandrake is about to mature, and I'm going to the greenhouse to have a look."

Unexpectedly, Harry grabbed Simo's sleeve all of a sudden, and he said loudly, "Are you going by yourself? Are you crazy? In case...absolutely not."

Seeing Harry's worried eyes, Simo smiled: "It's okay, Harry, I'm just going to see Professor Sprout, and there will definitely be no problem."

Ron nodded and said to Harry: "Don't worry, the distance is so short, not to mention she can knock a poisonous snake unconscious, who would dare to provoke her."

Simo suddenly felt powerless, why did she have such an image in Ron's mind.

In the greenhouse, Professor Sprout looked at Simo and sighed: "I've heard what happened this morning, too. I'm sorry, but the mandrake will mature soon, don't worry, child."

Simo nodded and licked his lips: "Professor, it's all my fault, I have always acted with Hermione, but why did I..."

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and tears began to glisten in her eyes. Simo sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall.

Professor Sprout looked at her lovingly: "Sweet, you are a good boy, don't blame yourself, if you can, can you help me take care of the mandrake, and don't think about it, everything will be fine, child"

Simo knew that Professor Sprout didn't want her to stop thinking about what happened today, so she rubbed her slightly red eyes and began to help the professor take care of the mandrake seriously.

Hurry up and grow up, Simo said silently to the mandrake.

When he got out of the greenhouse, Ximo glanced at the gray-blue sky, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Simo lifted her foot and was about to leave.

She even met a person she didn't want to meet the last time, the annoying Draco.

After that unlucky Valentine's Day, Simo really tried her best to avoid meeting him, but she didn't expect to see him at this time.

Simo walked forward without squinting, pretending not to see him, but when they were about to pass each other, Draco suddenly said slowly to Simo: "How dare you walk around like this, the next one It might be you."

Simo raised her head, but her voice was surprisingly calm, "Does it mean that I have something to do with you?"

Draco raised the corner of his mouth, but said in a bad tone: "It does matter, because I can't wait to see you Gryffindors make a fool of themselves."

Simo stared into his gray-blue eyes and clenched his fists: "Malfoy, why are you everywhere? If possible, I really hope that I will never have to see you, an annoying Slytherin."

Draco's pale face was slightly flushed, but he smiled maliciously as if thinking of something: "Really? I still remember that a Gryffindor seemed to send me this annoying Slytherin A love letter."

Simo's body froze, this matter had become her psychological shadow, her face turned red all of a sudden, Draco won't let her have a better time, and she will never let Draco have a better time,

So Simo clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and deliberately said in a mocking tone: "Don't be naive, do you really think I gave it to you? Don't worry, even if it's given to Gore or Crabbe , and definitely will never give it to you," she almost finished in one breath.Immediately feel comfortable physically and mentally.

"Say it again." Draco's face was completely flushed with anger, and seeing Draco's instantly angry expression, Simo showed a cute smile: "Oh, by the way, even if you give it to Filch, it's okay. It will never be given to you."