[HP] love

"A letter to you again?" Allen squinted at him, and buried himself in his meal again.During this period of time, my friends seem to be very busy, and they will receive a letter every three days.But although he was curious, Slytherin would not have the idea of ​​violating his friend*, he would just show his dissatisfaction and jealousy in front of Hill at the right time, that's all.

"Hmm." Hill put the envelope in his arms without even opening it.He knew who this letter was from, and he probably knew what was written in the letter. He thought that he would never have any contact with the other party, but he never expected that the honorable Mr. Malfoy would take the initiative to write a letter to him.

Therefore, when Hill received the first letter, he was completely surprised. The gray-white owl arrogantly stretched out the claw that bound the letter. He was stunned for a full minute before he recovered.And that letter was full of gorgeous polite words, and a whole piece of fragrant parchment was covered with cursive characters, but only at the end did it clarify its purpose - to inform him that the rules of the new business district had changed .

So Hill replied to the letter as a collaborator and expressed his gratitude.

But what surprised him again was that three days later, Mr. Malfoy delivered a letter to himself again. Of course, it was the same Mr. Owl who seemed to think that he could be compared with the golden eagle.This letter seemed to be a little more concise than the previous one. Although it was still filled with a bunch of aristocratic communicative language, Mr. Malfoy also used two paragraphs to describe his understanding and guess about Hill's condition.It has to be said that Hill was completely attracted by the knowledge hidden in it.

So, after going through a bunch of materials in the library, Hill replied to the second letter again.

In this way, in the almost weird communication, Hill and Lucius actually maintained a communication state.Even in his current view, this kind of thing would be inconceivable.

"I really didn't expect you to have other suitors besides Edwin." Alan glanced at him jokingly, with a smirk on his lips.

"Come on, Alan." Hill pouted casually, "People who are already engaged shouldn't be so curious."

"Okay, okay," Allen nodded, "Master Stoke, I accept your advice."

Having achieved his goal, Hill secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Malfoy, who has an unclear attitude, always brings so much trouble to himself for no reason.

"Hey, Seid, did you hear that?"

Hill heard the chatter on the long table over Hufflepuff. The Weasley brothers can always arouse people's curiosity. Looking over from the corner of his eye, it turned out that most of the school's attention was attracted!

"Our representative of Hogwarts," said Fred.

"Your Highness the Prince of Slytherin," said George.

"At Hagrid's class," said Fred.

"Attacked by a huge, ferocious animal!" George said.

"Oh! Poor Your Royal Highness!" Fred chanted melancholy, holding his heart in his hands.

"His platinum hair was smeared with dirty blood," George said, swooning.

"The weak body is waiting for the knight to rescue!"

"..."

"Where is Draco now?" Before the two of them could finish speaking, they found that Hill had stood behind them at some point with a solemn expression on his face.

Fred and George suddenly put their arms around Hill's shoulders from left to right, and whispered beside him: "Dear Hill, your little friend is currently lying on a high-grade hospital bed in the medical wing,"

"Waiting for your visit!"

"But in fact, you don't have to worry," George pouted.

"If the same wound was on Harry's body,"

"He's sitting at the dinner table with us now!" the twins said in unison, looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Though disgusted by Gryffindor's schadenfreude attitude, especially when it happened to Draco, Hill was grateful for the twins' informing.He nodded and left the table first.

Allen followed closely, and they almost trotted towards the medical wing.

"My God, I knew that giant would make a mistake!" Allen said indignantly. "Oh, Hippogriff! That kind of mindless fellow, don't expect me to keep feeding it!"

The more I listened, the more irritable I became. Hill could almost imagine the aggrieved, depressed and unwilling state of Draco's proud child. Although it is certain that this must be the result of his little prank, but the angry At the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed. He was Lucius' beloved son, and he was supposed to live in a honeypot. Everything went smoothly!

Before reaching the entrance of the medical wing, Madam Pomfrey's roar could be heard inside: "Visiting time is over, you get out!" Hill couldn't help but pause, and then saw a lot of second-grade students The Slytherins filed out.

"Sill, it's you..." Blaise looked at the person he almost bumped into, and shook his head.The two had not spoken since the death of Mr. Stock, whom her mother was to marry.

"How's Draco?" Hill asked worriedly.

"It's not bad, the wound is fine, I'm afraid there are other toxins in the eagle's beak." Seeing that the other party obviously didn't talk about other things, Blaise secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll go in and have a look, you guys go back first." Hill nodded to the lower-grade Slytherins, and watched a group of children leave without a sound before turning around and walking towards the medical wing.

Hearing the footsteps, Madam Pomfrey turned her head impatiently, but stopped the scolding that was about to blurt out when she found out that it was Hill and the two who came, "Go in in 10 minutes, he just drank the potion."

After actually seeing Draco, Hill was really relieved.Although his face was pale and slightly embarrassed, the injury was not as serious as imagined.

Glancing at the bandage on his right arm, Allen pouted and raised his eyebrows: "I heard rumors that you were strapped to your chest, and you almost saw Merlin?"

Xiaolong's eyes lit up when he saw Hill, and he said embarrassedly and flatteringly: "It's really not that serious, but you can't let those Gryffindors continue to be arrogant, can you?" Seems to have thought of something The infuriating thing made his face turn ugly, "I must tell my father that Malfoy's dignity cannot be trampled on like this!"

"Draco." Hill interrupted suddenly.

Blinking his eyes, Draco looked at his friend with some surprise.

"As long as you're fine." Looking into the other's eyes, Hill said seriously.

Xiaolong's face turned red all of a sudden, and his eyes wandered, not daring to look at Hill beside the bed.Seeing this scene, the heartless Allen immediately laughed, and Xiaolong, who was at a loss what to do, looked over angrily.

Hill's heart suddenly felt very warm, and the sun shone on the three of them. He really wanted to stay at this moment.

This is what Lucius saw when he walked into the medical wing. He couldn't help but stop, slow down his breathing, and couldn't bear to disturb them.

"If you don't want to see your son who has not recovered from serious injuries, please leave Hogwarts!" Snape spat out the vicious words, and he strode past Lucius who was in a daze, and put the gun in his hand The potion was handed to Draco, and he said impatiently, "Drink it!"

Only then did Hill see Lucius standing blankly at the door, and he quickly stood up to make room for Professor Snape, "Professor, Mr. Malfoy."

"Hmph!" Snape's response was naturally as brief as ever, but Lucius, instead of looking at Draco immediately, greeted Draco solemnly: "Hi, Stoke , Darko."

"Since Mr. Malfoy has come, let's take our leave." Thinking of Xiaolong's smile, Hill wanted to disappear from this place immediately.

"Maybe Mr. Stoke can give me some time." Lucius looked deeply at Hill with his gray eyes, and anyone could see that he couldn't refuse. "I'll be at Hogwarts for two hours, maybe we can meet at the Potions Office in an hour."

"Hmph!" Professor Snape obviously felt that this idea was terrible, but he only expressed his dissatisfaction with modal particles, and did not raise any objections.

After hesitating for a moment, Hill finally nodded.As for Lucius, he didn't understand the meaning of the other party. If he could explain it openly and honestly this time, it might be easier to get along with him in the future.

However, when he really stood at the door of the cellar, he began to regret it again.

After hesitating for a while, Hill was extremely disappointed with his current state. The relationship between him and Lucius was so complicated that he couldn't figure it out. Although every time he wanted to leave completely, he was always led by the nose. Walk.What's more, those evil black magic props have already made Lucius suspicious, what exactly does he want to talk to himself now?

"Sill," just when Hill was hesitating, an elegant voice rang out not far away with comfort. Lucius was standing at the door of the potion office, and the candlelight in the room instantly illuminated the dark corridor , as if warming up all of a sudden, "Why don't you come in?" He asked.