HP makes a qualified villain

"Miss Ferris." We just walked in, but Snape was the first to call my name, "I think I should have warned you to stay in the medical wing."

He put his hands behind his back and looked at me sullenly.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I'm going to pick up something..." I didn't look into his eyes, I just lowered my head slightly

"Oh? Picking up something? I want to know what is so important! You have to get it back regardless of the danger!"

In front of so many people being criticized by him, I blushed and didn't speak.

Snape saw the extra wand in my hand

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this the wand? You're going to pick it up. I seem to remember that it's Mr. Malfoy's wand."

"I..." I didn't know how to explain, I looked in Draco's direction in a panic

As soon as Lucius heard his son's name, he turned around and looked at us.

Eyes on the wand in my hand.

"Oh Sofina!" He walked towards me, held out his hand, and I handed him Draco's wand

Lucius said with a smile on his face, "Oh boy, thank you for getting Draco's wand back."

As he spoke, he coldly looked at Professor Snape beside him.

Looking at Lucius who came forward, Snape still had a displeased face but he stopped criticizing me, stepped aside and stopped talking.

"Go and see Draco." He kept a gentle attitude towards me, "He just kept asking where you were."

Hearing what he said, I nodded, then bowed slightly to the other classrooms, and walked towards Draco's hospital bed after completing the etiquette.

I knew that the next topic they were going to talk about was something I could no longer participate in.

I sat next to Draco's bed and he wasn't in as much pain as before I left

But still looking very weak, he looked at me coming, blinked his half-opened eyes

I asked, "How is it, is it better?"

"En." His voice was weak and soft, and I felt that he was going to pass out in a second.

"Mr. Harry Potter." Lucius withdrew his eyes from the two of us, and began to look at the black-haired boy in front of him, "It's a pleasure to meet you here again!"

He had a fake smile on his face, like Potter held out a hand

Potter's eyes were fixed on him, his gaze was very bad, he didn't speak, and he didn't hold Lucius' hand.

"I think as a student, you should be more polite." Lucius didn't feel embarrassed, and didn't take back his hand, just looked at him like that.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dumbledore coughed slightly and signaled Potter with his eyes

Only then did Potter reach out his hand to respond: "Hello, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius smiled in satisfaction, and he gave Harry Potter a symbolic shake before taking his hand back.

However, while taking it back, he wiped his hands on his pants in disgust.

Although very subtle

But I believe everyone present saw it

He's trying to embarrass Potter on purpose.

This little boy was smarter and more difficult than he had imagined, and Potter followed his example, putting his hand next to his trousers and gently wiping it.

Lucius' face turned cold all of a sudden.

Weasley made a very inappropriate "poof".

In the next second, he got an ocular knife from Lucius

He could only shrug his shoulders and turn his head to one side, as if looking at the scenery

Potter ignored him, but turned to face Dumbledore, his expression became serious: "Professor, we just met..."

He stopped suddenly, realizing that Lucius was still standing beside him with a haughty look on his face

He inadvertently glanced at the blond nobleman

He knew that some things should not be said in front of outsiders.

"Who did you meet? Sirius?" Lucius raised his eyebrows and caught his words, "Mr. Potter, you don't have to be offended by me. My son was injured by Sirius. I know he Now lurking in the school."

He paused and lifted his chin, looking exactly like Draco.

No, it should be said that Draco learned these little habits from his father

"Therefore, I also need the school to give me an explanation. I don't think the current Hogwarts can guarantee the safety of my son."

his eyes start rolling

looking around at every professor

The professors kept their mouths shut, watching their guide Dumbledore

They can't handle this "big trouble".

"Mr. Malfoy, we are very sorry and sorry for what happened to your son." Dumbledore said a very official sentence, "But I don't think we should talk about it here, it's getting late, And there are patients here."

He means Draco

"I think it's time for Malfoy to rest here, and for the other three students, it's already closed time, and you should go back to your dormitory." He walked to Potter's side and put his hands on Potter. He turned his back and pushed him out of the door, "Two young gentlemen, send Miss Ferris back to the dormitory first, and then go back to Gryffindor together, hurry up. The others follow me back to the principal's office to discuss today's plan." matter……"

"...Professor!" At this moment, I slightly raised my hand and called out to Dumbledore

"What's wrong? Miss Ferris." He turned to look at me

"Professor, I just hurt my foot... I think I'll have to stay and heal." I said

Dumbledore set his sights on my shoeless foot, the line of blood that had flowed out from something pierced on it had dried up and turned into a bloodstain: "Oh, yes, indeed. Then you stay and go first Treat the wound, the other two please go back to your dormitory immediately, and don't mention what happened tonight to anyone, understand?"

Potter looked at him, wanting to say something, but now there are too many "idlers" present, he can only keep his mouth shut and nod

Then he took Weasley and left first.

"Then the others follow me back to the principal's office." Dumbledore walked towards the door after finishing speaking

Others followed in his footsteps one after another.

Lucius walked in front of us again, put the wand I gave him just now beside Draco's pillow, just lowered his eyes, looked at Draco without even bending his waist, his voice was a little cold: "Close Good for you, Draco."

Draco just looked at him without saying a word.

Lucius was also not staying, turned around and left the medical wing.

Madam Pomfrey came over and helped me to another bed. After carefully treating my wound, she said, "You can stay here with Mr. Malfoy tonight. My room is inside, what's the matter?" Just come and knock on the door."

I look at the feet that have been bandaged

Nodding to her: "Thank you, Madam Pomfrey."

She smiled at me: "No thanks."

After packing up his things for a while, he walked into a secret door and returned to his room.

Some empty hospital wings and it's just me and Draco again.

I sat on my bed and looked at Draco lying beside me, and asked softly, "Are you asleep, Draco?"

After a while, I heard his response: "No."

There was a silence after that.

"Thank you," he said suddenly

"What?" I was a little puzzled.

"Thank you for getting my wand back and driving Sirius away." His voice sounded ethereal.

I stared at him, I didn't expect him to thank me, I was stunned for a second or two: "It's okay."

After that he stopped talking and closed his eyes

i thought he was going to sleep

After all, he must be in pain and tired now, maybe a nap is the only way to relax him.

I also took off my robe and put it on the head of the bed, opened the quilt on the bed and lay down

It's really uncomfortable to sleep in plain clothes like this

I said sullenly in my heart.

I look at the ceiling and can't sleep at all

Thinking about the past few days

Bogot, Sirius...and myself

What I can feel is more panic, fear, and confusion.

In the ward, only a desk lamp not far away was dimly lit.

Because I told Madam Pomfrey I'm afraid of the dark and need a little light to sleep

I turned my head to look at the light, it didn't bring me any sense of security

It is like a solitary sail in the dark.

I admit that people are always sensitive at night

I looked at the lamp and it seemed to me that it reflected me, struggling in this strange world, wanting to be brighter but having to blend into the dark

I don't want to go back, and I don't want to go forward.

My eye sockets are slightly moist

I suddenly feel helpless, poor

But I also want to laugh at myself, cowardly and hypocritical.

I closed my eyes, trying to get rid of distracting thoughts, I don't want to be eroded by myself again.

But I heard a small voice from the next bed: "Are you asleep, Sofina?"

"No." I smiled.

The author has something to say:

There are relatively few words in these chapters, and I feel that I have encountered a bottleneck (the story has just begun, why is there a bottleneck!?)

I still don't know Draco's character very well. I originally wanted to describe him very badly in the early stage.

But considering the heroine's relationship problem, it is necessary to let Draco be good at the same time... It's really difficult!

I still hope that you will leave a lot of comments!I will keep updating once a day or once every two days!If the inspiration is more developed, it will be updated twice a day, and five times in two days!