Hogwarts lazy snake

At the door of Holgerwarts's school clinic, three figures appeared in a V-shape.

After swallowing the last biscuit in his mouth, Horn looked at the Weasleys who were a little out of breath and said, "I think you can put me down now."

"Huh, I say...little Horn...you look small, huh~but..." George said while panting and looking at Horn.

Fred, who was breathing harder than George, responded, "Huh~ But it's quite... quite heavy, you can't tell."

As soon as Horn opened his mouth to make the request, the two of them quickly let him go as if they were throwing away a hot potato.

"You are just too weak. You need some nourishment." Horn patted the biscuit crumbs on his hands nonchalantly.

Then he walked towards the school infirmary.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Draco lying on the bed on his side as if he had picked up something from the ground. Hermione was also lying there quietly with her head down looking at her hands.

Their bodies were stiff, as if petrified, but their expressions seemed frozen at a certain moment, which made people feel a little weird.

Pansy stood by the bed, her eyes red and swollen, obviously she had just cried. She bit her lips tightly, her eyes full of worry and anxiety. She looked at Draco from time to time, and her hands were nervously twisting the corners of her clothes.

Seeing this scene, Horn couldn't help but feel strange, and muttered to himself: These two people encountered such a thing in such sunny weather, but they were just petrified. They are really lucky.

Beside the bed, Headmaster Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey were looking at the two people on the bed with serious expressions.

Hearing the noise at the door, they looked over there at the same time.

As soon as Horn met Madam Pomfrey's eyes, his heart skipped a beat. As a frequent visitor to the school infirmary, he was too familiar with the meaning of that look.

Like a naughty child who had been caught, he immediately made a zipper-like motion around his mouth to indicate that he would not talk or move around.

Dumbledore saw that it was Horn who came and waved his hand gently, with a questioning look in his eyes: "How is it going, Horn?!"

He knew about Horn and McGonagall going to the Ministry of Magic to report the Animagus.

Horn pointed at the Weasley brothers who were still breathing heavily, and whispered, "Well, it went smoothly and quickly. No sooner had I returned than they hurriedly pulled me over. By the way, where were Hermione and Xiao Long found?"

"Found it in the bathroom on the third floor." Dumbledore was about to say something else when he suddenly said to Horne's back, "Minerva, did Severus finish it so quickly?"

Horn turned his head and saw Professor McGonagall, who had just returned, coming to the bed with a bottle of potion and said, "No, Snape said this is an extra bottle he made last time, and now he is brewing the remaining bottle."

Dumbledore looked at the potion he received from McGonagall, then looked at the two people on the bed, then turned to look at Horn: "Horn..."

"What's going on? How is Hermione now?" Ron's anxious voice came.

"Didn't we just separate not long ago?" Harry also hurried over, his face full of worry.

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, Harry and Ron had already rushed into the infirmary.

This time, Horn, together with Harry and Ron, who had just woken up and were still a little confused, listened to Dumbledore's explanation of the whole story.

It turned out that Draco and Hermione were both found while washing in the bathroom.

Because today was the weekend, at around eight or nine o'clock, other wizards who were going to wash up saw them.

At first, everyone thought they were washing their faces or picking up towels, but after a long time, they found that they were motionless and had no reaction.

So, someone thought of what had happened to Colin and Mrs. Norris before, and quickly informed Professor Snape and other professors at school.

After hearing the whole story, Horn looked at the two unlucky guys on the bed and felt secretly annoyed. He had only heard some relevant news last night, and before he had time to remind them, they had already been attacked.

"Well, it's like this, Harry. There's only one bottle of potion here, and another one is being brewed. Which one do you think should be used first?" Dumbledore looked directly into Harry's eyes and asked, holding the potion in his hand.

"Is there any need to think about it? It must be for Hermione!" Ron spoke before Harry could answer.

Pansy, who was standing by, was immediately displeased when she heard what Ron said, and immediately retorted, "Humph, Weasley, you always talk about friendship, but this is how you treat friendship now?"

"Uh..." Ron looked at Pansy who suddenly reacted so violently. He was about to retort, but when he saw her red eyes, he looked at Hermione and Draco on the bed and was speechless for a moment.

"I say, be quiet, this is the school infirmary!" Madam Pomfrey issued a stern warning to the two people who were shouting.

"Quiet for a moment, I..." Harry was also a little distracted by the noise, and was already a little irritated by Dumbledore's sudden question.

Horne's eyes moved back and forth between Harry, who was struggling, and Dumbledore, who was waiting for an answer. He wondered in his heart: Is Dumbledore doing this intentionally because he still has a childlike heart, or is he testing Harry, the savior? However, it didn't matter. He was also curious about what kind of explanation Harry would give.

Yes, Horne was sure that Harry would eventually choose to let Hermione go first, but he wondered how Harry would explain this decision to Dumbledore.

Harry looked at Hermione and Draco on the bed, then took the potion handed to him by Dumbledore without hesitation, walked towards Hermione, gently helped Hermione up, and fed her the potion.

Harry's eyes were full of worry. He and Ron fed the potion to Hermione. After she drank the potion, in less than two minutes, her body seemed to have gradually changed from a hard stone sculpture to soft clay. She no longer maintained the stiff posture of washing her face, and her body slowly regained some vitality.

Seeing Hermione getting better, Harry turned to look at Dumbledore with tears in his eyes. "Principal Dumbledore, I chose to give Hermione the medicine first because..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold and familiar voice came from behind him: "Draco, there is no need for Mr. Harry to worry. As the head of Slytherin, I will take responsibility."

It was Snape. He appeared at the door without anyone noticing, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

He walked quickly to Draco's bed and handed the freshly brewed potion to Pansy.

Pansy gently lifted Draco up and fed the potion into his mouth.