After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

"Draco drugged the Hippogriffs. Even though it was just a prank drug, he was in the wrong first. We have to seize this opportunity." Lamia didn't intend to help Draco hide it, especially after seeing Hagrid's miserable condition.

"That's great, Lamia!" Ron was so excited that he almost jumped up. His eyes were full of pride in defeating Draco, as if he had already seen how he was being punished.

"But we have to find evidence first." Lamia poured a bucket of cold water on him mercilessly. "I'm the only one who knows, and Draco must have destroyed the evidence."

"What should I do?" Ron slumped back dejectedly. "I know I've never won before."

"Don't be like this, Ron, there will be a way. Lamia has given us a brilliant idea." Hermione smiled meaningfully, and her hand grasped the ordinary pocket watch on her chest.

……

Malfoy did not reappear in class until Thursday morning, when the double Potions lesson for Slytherin and Gryffindor was already halfway through. He staggered into the castle grounds, his right arm bandaged and in a sling, and chose to walk around the entire classroom when he could have just walked.

Lamia felt that Draco treated himself like a wounded hero, and those who didn't know would think he had done something great.

As Draco passed by Lamia, he pretended to be indifferent and moved his arm away, revealing his bandaged arm with faint traces of blood on it.

"Ahem—" He coughed lightly, his eyes closely watching Lamia's every move.

But it was obvious that Lamia had no intention of paying any attention to him.

"How are you, Draco?" Pansy turned her head and asked with a silly smile, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts," Draco said, putting on a brave face, and tried to sit in the empty seat next to Lamia, but Lamia put a thick Potions book on it. Draco had his own book in his other hand and couldn't move Lamia's book, but he didn't want to sit anywhere else, so the two of them were in a stalemate.

"Sit down, sit down," Professor Snape said lazily, glancing at Draco.

But he still stood there, as if he was determined to stay there until Lamia moved away.

Harry and Ron looked at each other with frowns. If they were late, Snape would not say "sit still", he would just put them in detention. And they would not disobey Snape in his class. Otherwise, even if they wrote it by the end of the semester, they might not be able to produce the self-criticism that Snape wanted.

But no matter what happened in Snape's class, Draco was always safe and sound. Snape was the head of Slytherin House and generally gave priority to students from his own house. Of course, this situation was rare, after all, Snape treated other Slytherin students completely differently, such as Lamia.

"Nockturn, put your book away and don't waste everyone's time." Snape's dark eyes were like the muzzle of a gun, catching Lamia off guard. She thought she had misheard. Everyone could see that it was Draco who was wasting everyone's time.

"I'm sorry, Professor, are you saying I did something wrong?" Lamia stood up in disbelief.

"Move the book away. Don't make me say it for the third time." Snape threw the chalk in his hand irritably, and the sound of it hitting the ground was as crisp as a slap.

"Okay, Professor." Lamia calmed down, but her palms under the desk glowed dimly. Then she quickly took the book away and made way for Draco with a smile.

"Draco, sit down and let's continue the class." Snape looked as if he had expected it.

Draco made a smug face at Harry and relaxed on the stool. "Lamia - ah -"

He was just about to talk to Lamia when the stool under his butt seemed to fall apart and shatter into pieces. In just a second, it shattered into a pile of debris.

Draco fell heavily to the ground, and his bandaged arm was sprained again due to the sudden fall. His heart-wrenching screams suddenly rang out in the classroom.

"Wow, Merlin, this seems real." Ron looked like he was enjoying the show, and Draco's expression was so relieved.

But the next second, he shut his mouth because Snape came over with his robes swung, "Draco, raise your hands."

Draco was in so much pain that he had no strength to raise his hands. He couldn't even do the simplest thing to raise his head. He could only hold his arms and scream.

Lamia crossed her arms and watched coldly. She had just seen that Draco was not seriously injured this time. The moment he fell, he had already turned sideways, and the current situation was impossible for him to be in.

Snape frowned and reached out to check Draco's arm, but as soon as he put his hand on it, Draco kept screaming and he couldn't see how badly he was injured.

"Drink this." Snape took out a bottle of potion from his arms, which looked like it had been brewed recently.

"What is this for, Professor?" Draco struggled to open one eye and looked at the potion in Snape's hand, but did not take the next step.

"It's for pain relief." Snape lost his patience. He pried open Draco's mouth and poured the potion in all at once, not caring whether he would choke.

Of course Draco couldn't resist.

"Now raise your hand so I can see it." Snape shook the hair off his cheek, his eyes scrutinizing.

"No need, Professor, I don't think I'm fine. I just twisted it." Draco looked guilty, he didn't even dare to look Snape in the eye.

"In that case—" Snape looked around and found that the students were surrounding them, "—everyone go back and continue the class. In addition, Gryffindor will be deducted one point."

"Why!" Ron yelled, jumping behind the crowd that had not yet dispersed, the red head appearing and disappearing.

"You have the most people around you," Snape said coldly.

"But we have more people than Slytherin." Harry raised his head in defiance. Snape was too bullying. He relied on his status as a professor to constantly oppress the Gryffindor warriors.

"Another point deduction from Gryffindor for - talking back to their professor." Snape sneered and wrote a string of letters on the blackboard.

Now, even if Harry wanted to speak again, Hermione held him back tightly.

Draco was placed on the other side of Lamia, of course it was his request that others take the initiative.

The course continues.