[HP] Give me back my body

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Draco ran back to the dormitory with several rolls of parchment.

Because boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory, and the girls' dormitory in Gryffindor is shared by three people, Hermione did not follow Draco back to the dormitory, but drew a big diagram for him and listed a lot of precautions .

They also signed an agreement, which is protected by magic. Hermione said that there will be some small punishments for violations: "We can keep adding, as long as we need it."

Draco went back to his bedroom and hid the rolls of parchment on Hermione's overflowing bookshelf, then smuggled out the books she needed - they were so thick, he doubted Greg Will Lan Jie grow taller in the future? According to this situation, she will be crushed into a goblin.

They even went to the library together, made a list of all relevant books, and went to look for any clues after preparation.

It was already evening when we returned to the Gryffindor lounge.

As soon as he entered, he met Ron Weasley.

Draco narrowed his eyes, and the red-haired baboon of the Weasley family seemed to have something to say to himself, and his tangled face was about to be squeezed into a ball.

Draco didn't see that Weasley hesitated to speak, and was about to rush past him with his chest up and his head up.

"Hermione," Ron finally called out, looking uncomfortable, and said stiffly, "Did you see Harry, we're going to do labor service in Snape's dungeon tonight."

Draco curled his lips and said lazily: "If those two big holes in your face are useful, you will find your good friend Potter sitting on the far side."

Ron's expression was still very stiff. Of course he knew that Harry was sitting there. The key was that their current relationship was rather stiff. He hoped that Hermione could tell Harry.

But this hope was in vain, Hermione just pointed in the direction where Harry was sitting eccentrically, then tossed her hair and walked straight to the spiral staircase of the girls' dormitory.

As soon as Draco got back to the dormitory, he spread out the parchment - Hermione marked out all her things in an orderly way, and Draco followed the schematic to identify where some necessities were.Yes, all the essentials, Draco blushed and swore as he watched, not wanting to look at Granger's underwear at all.

Then he finds out that he has to order a new batch of underwear and doesn't know whether to order men's or women's!

Finally he saw Hermione's special reminder in red pen near the schematic desk: the class schedule was in the first drawer on the right.

Draco opened the drawer and pulled the paper out.

He immediately wanted to tear up the paper.

How desperate was Hermione Granger to keep her schedule so full?He went from the first class on Monday morning to the last class on Friday night, and it made him want to throw up.

Arithmetic divination.He swore that he would only say this word when he was choosing a course. He had always suspected that someone would apply for this kind of course?

Muggle studies.Draco gasped, did Granger want to understand how stupid Muggles really are from a different perspective?She went back to see Muggles every holiday, but she didn't see enough, hoping to comfort her homesickness through this class?

The key is that I will take these classes in the future!

Draco slapped the timetable on the table at once, it was just too scary, well, why do you have to make trouble with yourself?

He felt that he would not be able to sleep, as if he closed his eyes, he would see a full schedule, and the time limit for handing in homework marked on it. The long parchment scrolls fell from the sky one after another, making him unable to breathe Get angry.

the next day.

Draco walked to the waiting room. He was standing and waiting for Goyle and Crabbe, who had always been slow, but when he saw a strip of gold and red ties passing in front of him, he suddenly realized that if he continued to wait like this, he would have to wait. Will wait for those two idiots, Potter and Weasley.He immediately went to herbal medicine class by himself.

After entering the greenhouse, Draco chose a seat, and before he sat on the hot bench, Potter and Weasley sat on either side of him, one on the left and one on the right.

The three of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere was particularly weird.

Hermione had always been the oil between Harry and Ron if they had issues.

Of course Draco was not aware of this, if Harry and Ron suddenly started fighting now, he would definitely applaud - he didn't even know which of the two of them was beaten worse; he would be happier; or should take advantage of the opportunity Kick two feet?

What he is struggling with now is how to restrain his provocative desire to face the two faces he hates the most. He is now facing the face of Hermione Granger, Potter's best friend , if he talks like before, he will definitely reveal his truth; but he can't talk to Potter in a friendly way, it's better to let him die.

Professor Sprout started his lecture, assigning the task of transplanting jumping bulbs.

Draco had to sit with Potter and Weasley, who made them sit together.Soon he finds it torture, because the two of them don't speak.

"Hermione, tell Ron to bring the spatula," Harry said to Draco, his eyes never meeting Ron who was directly across from him.

Draco gritted his teeth, he felt that Weasley could definitely hear Potter's voice at this volume, and he should take the initiative to hand over the shovel.But Ron Weasley just pretended not to hear, staring intently at the bouncing bulb in front of him, as if he was in front of a plant with golden galleons, and couldn't bear to take his eyes away.

"Shovel!" Draco yelled at Ron in a bad tone.

Ron then handed over the small shovel in his hand, and Draco threw it to Harry.

There was another silence.

The other groups were talking and laughing, or exclaiming because the jumping bulb suddenly jumped up, and then staring at each other and laughing; Harry's group was quiet and could hear the sound of the leaves of the magic plant in front of them. .

Perhaps Ron found the silence particularly awkward, and he told Hermione a joke - one that wasn't funny at all, one that even Draco couldn't find something to complain about.

"Hehe." Draco glanced at Ron, "If you have time to talk, you might as well finish these things quickly."

After finishing it, we will be liberated, and none of us will be liberated.

Ron twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment and buried his head in his hands.

Their group is the fastest to finish, and get out of class can be dismissed after finishing.

Draco immediately stood up and was about to leave. Harry stopped him and asked, "Hermione, do you have time? I have something to discuss with you."

"I'm not free." Draco shook his hair and put his schoolbag on his back, "I'm going to the library."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Harry licked his lips and stuffed Sirius' letter back into his bag.He didn't know what Hermione was up to lately, she used to like to hang out in the library, but there was always time to talk to them.

But now she didn't seem to bother to talk to herself, and Ron.

In the next few days, Harry always wanted to ask Hermione to discuss with her about meeting Sirius. To be honest, there were many things without Hermione, and he didn't know what to do.

But Hermione only stopped once to answer him: "Maybe you should stand on the stairs and yell at the people in the lounge, 'I've got this place', and tell them to go back to their dormitories... You're the savior, or One of the three warriors, oh no, the unexpected fourth warrior."

Of course Harry didn't admit that Hermione was mocking him, he thought she was just in a bad mood recently.

The author has something to say:

Harry: Hermione is just in a bad mood recently... You know, women always have two days a month

Draco: Oh, you know so much.

Hermione: You'll know more than Harry, really.