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Sylvia followed Camille to the medical wing. Fortunately, the school hospital is not very far from their usual "small activities" corridor, it's just on the second floor up the stairs at the corner.Sylvia disappeared the blood that Camille dripped on the floor as she walked, and Camille's blood stopped dripping before they even walked up the stairs.

Camille just stepped on the stairs with one foot, and she let out a slight "hiss!"

"What's the matter?" Sylvia turned her head to look at Camille who was walking ahead and stopped for a while, but immediately continued walking up.

Shaking his head, Camille said in a very flat tone: "It's nothing, maybe the position was not right when it healed, it was misplaced, and it hurts to go up the stairs."

It seems that the ability of werewolves to heal quickly is not a good thing sometimes?Sylvia felt pain just thinking about it.

Three minutes later, a snarling Madam Pomfrey told them that it was really not a good thing.

"Merlin's beard!! How did it become like this!!" Madam Pomfrey, the owner of the medical wing, yelled, and hurried back to the medicine cabinet to get medicine, and at the same time ordered Sylvia to help Camille lie down on a hospital bed, "Go to that bed quickly, Miss Camille, hurry up, lie down!"

From the small medicine box, Madam Pomfrey kept taking out bottles of strangely colored potions and put them on the table. Camille watched in horror, regretting why they came to the medical wing to throw themselves into the trap, and she could heal herself. yes!She really can!If you run out now, is there still time? !

"Madame Pomfrey...you know, I'm a werewolf...uh, aren't those potions..." Camille cautiously tried to save her tragic fate for a while.

"Yes, yes, of course I know!" Madam Pomfrey slapped the last bottle of medicine on the bedside table next to the hospital bed, she frowned, and even the wrinkles on her face expressed her dissatisfaction, "You're just a werewolf, aren't you?" Merlin! Even Merlin needs medicine after bleeding so much!!"

Camille had to succumb to Madam Pomfrey's mighty aura, look, even Merlin probably couldn't escape into the hospital wing, how could a 12-year-old little werewolf escape her.

"And you!" Madam Pomfrey shifted her attention to Sylvia who was sitting next to her, who was giggling, "What's going on? Slytherin and Gryffindor... oh, Merlin , don’t tell me you are dueling! Spells that cause such damage are not allowed in schools!!”

"No, Selwyn attacked Camille, and I sent her here because I was nearby." Sylvia quickly stopped Madam Pomfrey's association.

It's a pity that Sylvia still didn't escape the fate of being fed a bottle of nutritional supplements by Pomfrey in the end, "Honey, you're such a good boy, but your face is really pale, what have you been doing recently? Didn’t eat or sleep?! A bottle of nutritional supplements! Don’t bargain with me!” The queen of the medical wing left a bottle of green nutritional supplements for Sylvia without any room for negotiation, and turned to look at the Camille, "You drink the dark red blood tonic and the dark green painkiller first, your wound is healed in a wrong place, I need to cut it again in a while, don't move around! Wait for me to come back."

Sylvia silently looked at Camille with complaining eyes, and Camille shrugged with an expression of 'I didn't know it would be like this' but also a little bit of schadenfreude, "You made yourself pale like a ghost Like, look at me." Camille said, pouring the blood tonic and painkiller with difficulty in a prone position, her face turned green and then white again, her hands tightly grasped the bedsheets, trying to resist the urge to vomit The disgusting feeling came out, "Evil!! What kind of smell is this!!"

"At Madam Pomfrey's request, Professor Snape's special 'medical wing' common potion..." After drinking the bottle of nutritional potion, Sylvia also narrowed her eyes with a disgusted look on her face, "Pomfrey Mrs. Ray's original intention was to make the little wizards feel that the potion is too disgusting, so they can think about it a little before the next adventure, but you know, Professor Snape... is very... Uh, zealous... the blood tonic you just drank added bootweed, and..."

Camille raised her hand to stop Sylvia from continuing. Just hearing the name 'boot grass', Camille felt the smell come back again. She smashed her head into the pillow, trying to tell herself that she didn't hear anything just now. arrive.

Madam Pomfrey quickly came back with a basin of hot water and a towel, and waved the wand in her hand, "Hiss!" The clothes on Camille's back were split in two instantly, revealing Guangguo's back.

Taking a deep breath, Sylvia immediately turned away from looking at Camille. Madam Pomfrey thought the girl was frightened by the bloody wound in front of her eyes, so she calmed down and told Sylvia to go away, and let She helped them close the separation curtain.

Sylvia did so, but she knew that she wasn't frightened by any blood at all, she was frightened by... Camille's fruit back? !

Although it was only for a moment, Camille's glowing back was still preserved in Sylvia's memory.The lying posture made the depression in the middle of Camille’s spine more prominent. With her breathing, she could even clearly see Camille’s perfectly curved back muscles undulating powerfully. What’s more terrible——Camille actually There are waist eyes!

Sylvia, who is well-read, naturally also read a few love novels strongly recommended by her Hufflepuff classmates when she was bored after studying. At that time, she saw the word and description of waist eye in the book, and remembered Thinking disdainfully, isn't it just that there are two small symmetrical dimples on the waist? Where is the sexiness?Of course, it was obvious that she didn't understand the word sex at all at that time. After reading a few books, Sylvia always thought that she knew this word very well, but now it seems that she was really wrong .

So she thinks Camille's back is... sexy? !No, no, there must be some misunderstanding, Sylvia shook her head in confusion.

Professor McGonagall's voice interrupted Sylvia's wild thoughts, "Miss Cassandra, I just heard from Bobby that Miss Camille was injured by a curse on her back? What happened?"

Sylvia thanked Professor McGonagall for breaking up the image of Camille in her heart, she nodded politely to Professor McGonagall, and explained: "Miss Camille and I were having a... Well, for our little event, Mr. Selwyn suddenly appeared and attacked Miss Camille with a slashing curse without saying a word, I sent Miss Camille over to show Madam Pomfrey."

"Slashing Curse?! Oh! This is simply too much! Such a spell is not allowed to be used on classmates!!" Professor McGonagall shook her head angrily, and a few strands of hair fell out of her perfect bun. leaked down.

"Then Miss Camille now..." Before McGonagall could finish asking, the curtain of the compartment was pulled open, Madam Pomfrey came out with a basin of hot water stained scarlet with blood, and Camille had already sat down. She got up and got dressed, and was fiddling with her gold-red tie with a fidgety face.

Thanks to Merlin, she doesn't need to face the bare-backed Camille, Sylvia thought happily.

"Miss Camille is fine, but it healed too fast, and it was a bit misplaced. I had to cut the wound again. It's really worrying, and I don't know what strange posture I put on when it was healing!" Pang When Mrs. Frey told Professor McGonagall about Camille's situation, she complained by the way, "I've made her drink blood tonic and painkiller, it's nothing serious, but the student is really shameful now! Knife hacking Curse?! Minerva, you have to punish that young master of the Selwyn family, this is the school!! Come to me after dinner later, and you have to drink another dose of blood tonic." The last sentence is obviously It was to Camille, who was still sitting on the bed wrestling with the tie.

Another dose? !oh!No matter what punishment Professor McGonagall gave that damned Slytherin, she would find a chance to beat that damned boy into the hospital wing to drink these damned potions! !Camille frowned and gritted her teeth thinking.

While Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall were talking, Sylvia walked to Camille and sat down. She really couldn't see Camille continuing to destroy her poor tie.

"Pa" Sylvia patted Camille's hand off lightly, without saying a word, and calmly tied her tie under Camille's stare.

Neither of them noticed that after seeing their interaction, Mag wiped the corners of his eyes lightly with relief.

In Dumbledore's office at night, McGonagall and Dumbledore talked about the afternoon.

"I can't believe that the Selwyn family is like this!" McGonagall was still a little angry when she thought about it.

After she left the hospital wing in the afternoon, she found Mr. Selwyn of Slytherin. He showed no remorse. He had a scared expression on his face and accused Miss Cassandra of using magic to suppress him to the ground for revenge.Finally, check the wands of Miss Cassandra and Mr. Selwyn. In the flashback spell, it is indeed seen that Mr. Selwyn used the knife and cut spell, and Miss Cassandra shows that she is as she said before. Just some ordinary little curses, this is simply a slander to Miss Cassandra!

The boy accepted Slytherin's fifty-cent deduction and a week's labor service with a face of indifference, and even threatened to write a letter to his family, making Miss Cassandra pay for hurting a nobleman of noble blood.

Then shortly after dinner, Professor McGonagall received a letter of protest from the Selwyn family, demanding that Miss Cassandra be punished.

It's really unreasonable! !

Dumbledore looked very calm. He waved his hand. The teapot on the small table next to McGonagall seemed to have two thin legs. He walked over and poured a cup of hot tea for Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you... Ah! But the relationship between Miss Cassandra and Miss Camille seems to be getting better and better. This is really good news. Miss Camille finally has a friend, maybe your decision was right , Albus. I think the lives of those two girls were too bitter before, and no child should live that kind of life." The corners of McGonagall's eyes were a little watery again, and her seriousness was the voice of the entire British wizarding world. They are all famous, but thinking of Camille and Sylvia, two poor little wizards, no matter how rigid and serious Professor McGonagall can't maintain a cold and rigid attitude.

"Yes, Minerva, I think Sylvia should be happy to have a friend, you see, this is the power of love! We always need to understand, notice how much power a person can bring, and How that person felt when she knew she was really seen." Dumbledore said softly, looking at the little phoenix standing on the perch and waving its beautiful wings.

The next morning, the breakfast time in the Hogwarts auditorium looks the same as usual, but those who are really careful may notice a slight change in the position of the chief on the long Slytherin table—the original The head of the second year, Mr. Selwyn from a big family, was sitting in an ordinary seat on the long Slytherin table with a pale face. He almost buried his head in the silver bowl in front of him without squinting. In the front-end chief group, Sylvia Cassandra, whose real bloodline was unknown, officially took the position of second-year chief.