People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Madam Pomfrey put a brace around Draco's neck and gave him some painkillers.

Draco sat on the bed at the back of the school infirmary, playing with the empty medicine bottle in his hand.

For a moment, the only sound that could be heard was Madam Pomfrey placing tools.

"Draco..."

Afro spoke hesitantly. She had originally wanted to apologize to him, but now she hadn't apologized yet and had already taken him to the hospital.

Is she apologizing? She clearly wants to prevent future troubles!

"How come the great Lord Campbell also stutters?"

The sarcastic Draco received a glare from the audience and he stretched out his hand to make a "go ahead" gesture.

After being interrupted by him, Afro relaxed a lot. She looked at Draco seriously. As long as she opened her eyes wide, he would be able to feel her sincerity!

"I'm sorry, Draco. I didn't notice your emotions. I wasn't a good friend.

Aphrodite came close to Draco, her warm breath hitting his face. He could smell the unique fragrance of a girl with every breath he took, the rich rose scent was as intoxicating as wine.

"You are the first friend I have ever made, and I cherish you very much."

Draco didn't say anything after hearing this, he just stared at the bandage on his chest, Afro lowered his head in frustration. It seems that she really broke Draco's heart this time.

A cold hand suddenly touched Afro's cheek, and the hand pinched the soft flesh hard. Afro used the force to raise his head and bumped into the eyes that seemed to hide the brightest stars in the night.

The corners of Draco's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with tiny, fragmented lights.

"You always say nice things to fool others!"

Afro smiled awkwardly, reached out and took the hand that was pinching her cheek into her palm, "Don't you like to hear it?"

When her bright eyes look at you seriously, it seems as if you are the only one in her eyes and heart.

Draco reached out and covered the eyes that had made him addicted. Afro's vision went dark, and her five senses were constantly amplified. A deep and mellow voice reached her ears.

"I am honored to be your first friend, Afro."

This represents the irreplaceable intimacy between them.

So what if she and Pot are in the same college!

He was her first friend!

Draco akimbo! Draco proud!

"Then don't be angry anymore, okay? If not, you can just hit me a couple of times to vent your anger!"

Draco lowered his head and smiled silently. He put down his hands to hide the soft light in his eyes, and the smile at the corners of his mouth spread out.

"Okay! Then I'll hit you twice reluctantly."

Hearing that Draco really agreed and wanted to put it into action! Afro's eyes widened in disbelief!

The surprised little look is like a kitten whose cat food has been taken away from it. It just looks at you but doesn't know how to extend its sharp claws.

Draco could read from her eyes the meaning of "I was just kidding, why did you take it so seriously?"

He stood up to tease the girl's mind, pretending to be in deep thought, as if thinking about where to hit her.

"That's too much! Draco!"

Draco laughed and pulled Afro to sit down again, rubbing her head vigorously. "I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?"

"How could I hit you!"

I can’t even begin to like you yet, Draco added silently in his heart.

"But you can't just let it go about breaking my neck!"

Afro raised her hands to her ears and asked his request in a compromising tone.

Who made him an injured person now?

"Hold me!"

Afro tilted his ear as if he had heard it wrongly.

"It's that simple?"

She also prepared a gift for Draco!

I should have known better than to buy it! It's very expensive!

23: It’s not expensive at all; it’s obviously because Xiao Afu didn’t work hard on her mission!

Draco nodded seriously, opened one arm and waited for Avro to fall into his arms.

Afro, thinking she had taken advantage, threw herself into Draco's arms without thinking.

The scent of green apples rushed into my nose, and the sound of a strong heartbeat could be heard beneath my hot chest.

Draco tightened his arms and clasped Afro's slender waist tightly. He lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of Afro's body, leaving a light kiss on her dazzling golden curly hair.

This is the gift he wants!

After hugging for a while, Afro felt a little hot, so she reached out and pushed Draco's chest. Draco, overjoyed, let her go.

"Young Master, can we turn the page now?"

Draco nodded in a good mood. He only cared about these things at the beginning, but Goyle was right, he cared about these things and would not let Avro get close to him.

Those are just friends!

He just wanted Aphrodite to feel sorry for him and care about him.

"Well, can you apologize to Hermione?"

"what!"

"You want me to apologize to that slime, Muggle wizard?"

Under Avro's warning look, Draco swallowed the discriminatory word and changed it.

"I am a Mudblood in your eyes too!"

"No, Aphrodite, it's different!"

This time it was Draco's turn to panic. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and a blush appeared on his pale cheeks. He gesticulated and tried to explain incoherently.

"How are they different? My parents are also Muggle-born."

This time, Afro is determined to change Draco's bad habits!

He may be a pure-blood, born into a noble family, but he will still look down on these ordinary wizards.

But in any case, this is not a reason for him to lose his manners, speak rudely, and discriminate at will.

"Forget it, it seems that I am not worthy of being friends with the noble Malfoy!"

Afro said, and made a move to leave.

Draco, panicking and regretting countless times, immediately grabbed Afro's hand and begged in a low voice, his voice full of regret and bitterness.

"I was wrong, please don't leave, okay?"

Aphrodite sighed and she pulled away from Draco's hand.

An indescribable pain surged up from the bottom of his heart to his throat, and a layer of sadness filled his eyes.

They were apparently fine just now.

It's all his fault! Let him apologize and go!

Afro looked at Draco, who was looking down and couldn't see his expression clearly, put her hands on his shoulders, and spoke in the same gentle voice as always.

"Draco, I'm not leaving."

"I just want you to understand that sometimes words can hurt more than anything else!"

"I don't expect you to give up your unique pride, I just hope you can be more humble in your words and deeds."

Through Avro's words and deeds, Draco learned for the first time that speaking requires thinking.

He held Afro's hand tightly, not only because he was afraid that she would leave, but also to show his sincerity in his determination to change.