HP Star Shining

"You..." Pansy Parkinson gritted her teeth. If she wasn't holding a large bouquet of beautifully wrapped flowers in her hand, Su Xingchen suspected that she would jump up and beat him.

Pansy was half a head taller than her and much stronger, so she couldn't beat him.

"Is that Pansy? Come in." The person in the ward said, probably hearing the noise outside.

Pansy Parkinson glared at the person in front of her, stepped into the ward and slammed the door shut.

Su Xingchen pouted, bewildered.

She was also puzzled. Pansy had said she would come to the hospital early in the morning, but she was nowhere to be seen. It turned out that she had gone out to prepare flowers.

In comparison, her little wild flowers really looked like a bunch of weeds. It was so embarrassing. Fortunately, she gave them away first.

When they were almost at the school, Su Xingchen suddenly stopped.

She realized.

This Pansy, does she like Draco? She definitely does!

So there was always an inexplicable hostility towards her. After all, her relationship with Draco was quite special and somewhat unbelievable.

Su Xingchen couldn't help but gasp in amazement. Kids nowadays mature so precociously. Unlike her, she has never even had a love affair at such an old age. They should be considered in adolescence now, right?

She knew that Draco got married after the finale, and wondered if it was Pansy? If so, she could explain it, but if not, it was none of her business.

Well, Su Xingchen has thought about it. When she has the chance, she will ask Draco. If he also likes Pansy, it should be almost certain, right?

After all, this is not a romance novel, and the emotions of the supporting characters, especially the villains, should not be so tortuous and bizarre.

Looking up at the sky, she walked straight to the auditorium. It was time to eat.

At the Slytherin table, Goyle, Crabbe and a group of Slytherins were whispering, probably discussing Draco's injury.

A moment later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came in, panting.

"Where have you been?" Su Xingchen asked curiously.

Hermione sat down next to her, "We went to see Hagrid."

"It's too bad this happened on Hagrid's first lesson," said Ron, looking worried.

"Hagrid won't be expelled, right?" Hermione looked at Su Xingchen. "What did Malfoy say?"

"Ah, this..." She didn't ask, but she knew the answer, "You won't be expelled, but there will definitely be some punishment."

After all, it was a teaching accident. It would be strange if Lucius Malfoy would let it go if his beloved son was injured.

Anyway, Buckbeak was rescued by Harry and Hermione in the end, so she had no intention of asking in the first place.

Harry and Ron didn't see Malfoy until Thursday morning, in a Potions class with Slytherin and Gryffindor.

His right arm was still bandaged and held in a sling.

The way he swaggered into the classroom made Harry feel like a hero who had escaped death in the battlefield.

To make matters worse, Malfoy had set up the cauldron next to him and Ron, so the three of them were preparing the ingredients at the same table.

They were going to make a new potion in Potions class today: Shrinkage Potion.

Harry saw Malfoy give him a provocative smile. "Professor," he called out, "I need someone to help me cut the roots of all these daisies. My hands are not very handy."

"Weasley, cut Malfoy." Snape didn't even look up.

Ron's face flushed with anger, and he lowered his voice, "Your arm is totally fine."

Malfoy gave him a smug grin in return. "I don't know what you're talking about, Weasley. Didn't you hear what the professor said? Cut those roots off quickly."

Ron grabbed his knife and began to cut at the roots of Malfoy's daisies in a fit of rage.

"Professor, Weasley cut the roots of my daisies." Malfoy shouted again.

Professor Snape walked to their table, lowered his eyes to look at the daisy roots of different lengths on the table, and smiled maliciously, "Weasley, switch with Malfoy."

"But Professor..." Ron had just spent a quarter of an hour carefully chopping his daisy roots into evenly sized pieces.

"Change it quickly." Snape was impatient.

Ron had to push his beautiful pile of daisy roots towards Malfoy and pick up the knife again.

"And, Professor, I need to peel this fig."

"Potter, help Malfoy peel the figs."

Harry picked up the fig resignedly. He felt Snape's disgusted eyes moving over him, a look that belonged only to him.

He peeled it quickly and tossed it across the table to Malfoy without a word.

During the break, Su Xingchen looked up at the table next to him where there was a strange atmosphere and people were whispering about something, and then continued to make the potion in his hand.

Tsk, so childish. How do boys think?

After class, she packed up her things and walked over, looking at Draco's arm in a sling with a half-smile, "It's not healed yet?"

Draco felt uncomfortable for a moment, "Almost done."

"Oh." Su Xingchen nodded, "Then be careful with your wound."

She reasonably suspected that Draco had feigned injury in order to boss Harry and Ron around in Potions class.

"Xingchen, he lied to you! Do you dare to tell Xingchen what you just told us?" Ron's face flushed with anger. "Malfoy wants to get Hagrid expelled!"

Su Xingchen looked at Harry again. He pursed his lips and said nothing, but his hands were shaking.

Well, I'm also very angry.

Good man, young master, you are so irritating.

This would really cause trouble for her. Su Xingchen had already imagined how Ron would bombard her later, so she smiled at Draco with resentment, "No, right? I think he's joking with you."

Although the person opposite him was smiling brightly, Draco felt a chill coming from his face. He turned his head away uncomfortably and said, "Let's go."

Goyle and Crabbe hurried forward and escorted him out of the classroom.

Su Xingchen was puzzled. Why did she seem to be running away? Was she really that scary?

On the way back to Gryffindor, Ron really didn't let her go and kept talking to her.

"Ron." Su Xingchen grabbed Ron's hand, which was trembling with fear because of his words, and his arm became sluggish.

"If Draco really caused Hagrid to get expelled, then I will never forgive him and will never care about him again, okay?" So let her ears go.

Su Xingchen had a calm expression on his face, but he kept complaining in his heart, this kid is really nagging.

"Okay." Ron's words seemed to be stuck in his mouth. "Of course it should be like this."

He always felt that something seemed to be wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that nothing was wrong.

"I don't know what Malfoy means," Harry whispered. "He said I should seek revenge on Black. Why should I seek revenge on Black? He hasn't done anything to me."