Harry Potter: Impossibly Cute

"What happened?"

"us......"

Harry and Ron were at a loss as to how to explain when Hermione suddenly spoke.

"It's my fault, Professor McGonagall."

Hermione's sudden words surprised both Harry and Ron.

"I went looking for the troll. I read about it in a book and thought I could take care of it. If Harry and Ron hadn't found me, I'd probably be dead now."

"Even so, you are still too reckless."

McGonagall was educating three children, but Ling Bai's eyes fell on Snape.

There were three obvious scars on the man's thigh, and blood was still oozing from the wounds. Harry also saw that.

Seeing Snape quickly covering his wound, Ling Bai felt helpless.

You are an adult, but you don’t know how to protect yourself. It seems that I can’t go back to the dormitory now.

I don't know how angry Draco was.

Ling Bai turned and left. The main reason he came this time was that he was afraid that his appearance would cause a butterfly effect and that the three little guys would get into trouble.

After all, they are still very weak and have not grown up yet.

If it dies accidentally, who knows what will happen.

I was also glad that I came, otherwise this angry giant monster might have really killed all three little guys.

After being taught a lesson by Mag, the three guys headed towards the dormitory.

"That's weird, Ron, how did you make that big guy faint?"

Hermione realized the suspicious point of the matter after she reacted.

“To be honest, I don’t know either.”

"Speaking of this, I also find it very strange. When I was thrown out by the giant monster, I felt something holding me back, so I didn't fall into the wall. Otherwise, I would definitely have a broken bone now."

Harry also looked confused.

"Well, it seems that there is someone helping us from behind, but who could this person be?"

For some reason, Ron suddenly thought of someone in his mind.

"I seem to smell something faint, like the scent of roses"

"Rose"

Harry repeated the word, feeling that the smell was familiar.

When Ling Bai returned to the dormitory, he saw Draco's pale face. The moment he saw Ling Bai, he immediately sat up from the bed.

"Where have you been? Do you know how dangerous it is out there? What if you encounter a troll?"

Draco pulled Ling Bai's hand and looked him up and down, afraid of missing a spot, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Ling Bai was not injured.

After the worry disappeared, only anger remained.

"Why did you go out? Did you go to find Harry Potter, the damn..."

"Shh, Draco, don't talk, I'm a little tired, let me lean on you for a while, okay?"

Draco's voice came to an abrupt end, and he could no longer vent his anger.

Ling Bai really didn't lie this time. His spiritual energy had just recovered a little bit, but he used it all up tonight. Now his spiritual energy was scarce and his body was so small, so he was naturally tired.

Ling Bai leaned on Draco's shoulder and gradually lost consciousness.

The owl flew in, flapping its wings.

That was the letter Draco had sent. He had written to his father immediately out of anxiety, and now it should be his father's reply.

But Draco couldn't move now, he was afraid that if he moved he would wake up the person on his shoulder.

Just when he was extremely conflicted, the mirror suddenly stretched out a hand.

Draco's eyes widened and he immediately held his wand in his hand.

A man dressed in black slowly emerged from the mirror.

He waited until he appeared in the room before he lifted his hat, revealing a face that Draco was familiar with but afraid of.

"You are Ling Bai's father"

Tom's eyes fell on the sleeping man. Seeing that his breathing was steady and his face was rosy, and he didn't seem to be injured, his worries finally subsided.

Lucius Malfoy contacted Tom immediately after receiving the letter. Tom, regardless of the danger of being discovered by Dumbledore, immediately came to Hogwarts through the mirror.

Tom reached out and picked up Ling Bai. Ling Bai opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing who was coming, he naturally buried his head in Tom's arms and muttered something.

"Father"

Then he fell into sleep again.

Snape returned to his common room and was about to treat his wound when he discovered two bottles and a letter on his desk.

Snape stared sharply at the things on the table that did not belong to his room. After staring for a few seconds, he picked up the letter on the table.

[Seeing that Professor Snape was injured, I specially sent him medicine. Apply the black bottle to the wound, and take one pill from the white bottle. I admire the professor very much, and I can't bear to see him get hurt. If you trust me, use it.

-----Lei Feng left】

Snape dropped his eyes from the bottle to the letter again.

The person who could enter his office quietly must be someone from Hogwarts, but who could it be? Lei Feng? Was that his name? What a strange name.

Snape thought for a long time until the pain in his wound came back to his senses.

Snape picked up the black bottle, opened it and smelled it. There was a milky white paste in the black bottle. This was not a potion, and he couldn't smell what this thing was made of.

Snape picked up a small amount of the ointment and applied it to his wound.

The moment the ointment touched the wound, a cool feeling came, instantly relieving the pain of the wound.

Snape looked at the wound that was visibly healing and fell silent again.

He picked up the white bottle again and opened it to reveal white pills.

This time Snape took the pill very decisively, but after taking it, he felt a sharp pain in his body and curled up in pain.

He looked at the pills on the table and cursed himself inwardly.

Was I really too credulous? The ointment in front of me was a trap, a trap that made me let down my guard.

Snape felt his vision blurring little by little, and finally he collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

When Snape woke up again, it was already late at night. Snape sat up and touched himself with a little surprise.

I was not dead, and I didn't lose any limbs. Could it be that I guessed wrong? This man named Lei Feng didn't want to harm me.

If Ling Bai knew that a casual joke of his made Snape really think his name was Lei Feng, he would probably die of laughter.

He forgot that this was not his world and didn't know what Lei Feng meant.

Snape stood up and smelled a foul smell. Snape smelled himself and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

Go to the bathroom immediately

It was only after Snape finished his bath that he realized something was wrong with him.

My body seemed to have become much lighter, and some wounds from my youth and some sequelae caused by my drug trials seemed to have been alleviated a lot.

Snape stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. It seemed that his skin had gotten better.