The little life of a platinum darling

Every warrior has to go to the medical wing after the game to determine whether the body has been injured during the game and the condition of the injury.

Fleur Delacour, who played second, used a magic similar to hypnotism on his dragon, and successfully made the dragon fall asleep on the ground.Originally, she could get the golden egg without incident, but the sleeping fire dragon snored suddenly, and a string of flames spewed out from its nostrils, burning Fu Rong who was walking towards the golden egg. skirt.Fortunately, there was no danger, and soon she extinguished the flames that hadn't reached her body, and there was only a slight burn on her body.

Krum used the Eye Sickness Curse on the dragon, which injured the dragon's eyes and made him unable to see.But in the end, the fire dragon started to panic because it couldn't see, and crushed half of the real dragon eggs.Krum himself was not injured, but because of this, the referees deducted a lot of points, and the Romanian dragon trainers didn't look good on him.

The arm of Harry, who was the last to play, was severely pierced by the sharp thorns on the tail of the Hungarian Horntail while flying. Although it is said to be "thorns" on the tail, it is really not thin for humans!When he entered the hospital wing, his entire arm was covered in blood.Fortunately, although Madam Pomfrey's complexion is very ugly, her medical skills are still trustworthy.Harry was much better after he was bandaged.

Feiwenruite looked at his injured leg sullenly, and then at those energetic guys, feeling constantly annoyed in his heart.In fact, the injury on his leg was not serious at all, it was just a piece of flesh the size of his palm burned. Even if he stood up and jumped a few times now, it would be completely fine except for the pain.Blame it on his leg, and Hogwarts' medical wing queen's power is too deep - she hates seeing someone hurt herself for any reason, and she hates someone who is injured and not resting well - —He had no choice but to lie here obediently.

He also didn't expect that he would be burned so much. At that time, he just thought that at most, he would get a little spark, or brush a cluster of flames or something.After all, he is still very confident in the flexible skills he has trained for himself in the past few years.But I don't know whether it was a mistake this time, or the damn original effect?The results of the first match of the four warriors in the original book have all been confirmed. Even if Cedric Diggory's place was replaced by Fiverette Malfoy, he would still be burned.

Looking at Draco who was sitting next to him with distressed and angry flames in his eyes, Feverret still felt a little regretful in his heart.He shouldn't have chosen this somewhat risky method before he knew it would happen.In fact, besides this method, he has other safer methods.But at that time, he felt that since he had become a warrior, he might as well enjoy the feeling of the game.I just switched to this slightly dangerous one.But seeing Draco and his father and mother who were still sitting outside worrying so much about him now made Feverant's sense of guilt continue to swell.

He actually ignored his family's worry about his safety, and chose the joy of fighting.It's like a child who is ignorant and only knows how to play.

Feverret could only smile comfortingly at Draco: "Don't worry, I'll be fine in a while, I don't feel much pain now... I... won't have a next time."

Draco seemed to be relieved all of a sudden, he lowered his head, bent over and hugged him tightly, his voice even choked up: "Don't let this happen again... I'm so anxious..."

"Fiverett, how are you doing?" Draco had let go of Harry when he walked in from outside the cubicle, and was sitting watching him drink the two bottles that Madam Pomfrey had ordered. An unbearable potion.

"I'm fine," Feverret swallowed the last mouthful of potion with difficulty, his facial features wrinkled together in pain, barely able to nod to Harry, "it's just a little burn, it won't take long for it to get better."

Harry felt relieved and nodded: "We're going to the original tent later, Mr. Bagman said that he seems to have something important to tell the warriors. Can you get up like this now?"

"It's up to me to decide." Just as Fevinrett opened his mouth to say something, Madam Pomfrey's voice came in from outside the cubicle, "Get out of the way, I want to give Mr. Fu check."

She removed the gauze covering Feveret's leg, and gently pressed the burned area: "It seems to be much better, I have to say, much faster than I thought. You may be able to stand up and walk a few minutes Take a step and see if it hurts?"

"Walk a few steps?" Fiveret sat up, allowing Draco to carefully help him stand up, snickering at Draco's nervous face for fear of hurting him.Walked around the bed, and then jumped a few times: "There is still some tingling, but it is not very obvious." Madam Pomfrey's medicine is very effective, probably because the ointment is still rubbed on the body to relieve pain .

Madam Pomfrey nodded, looking somewhat satisfied: "Well, you can go to Bagman's first, and if there is nothing else to do, go back to the dormitory to rest."

"Okay." Feiwenruite was a little happy in his heart. He originally thought that today he would have to stay in bed for a whole day.As a result, the corners of his mouth that were upturned in joy were not lucky enough to escape Madam Pomfrey's fiery eyes, and he was glared hard.

Bagman asked them to go inside the tent, but only talked about the problem of the golden egg and the time for the second competition, and then let them go back to rest.

As soon as Feiwenruite returned to the dormitory, she lay down on the big soft bed.The sheets and bedding have been replaced with the same style as Draco's, which is much more comfortable than the original college configuration.

Draco sat on the edge of the bed and covered him with the quilt: "You are also tired today, so go to sleep for a while. Dad and Mom should come over later, and I'll help you tell them."

"Hmm..." Fei Wenrui nodded and closed his eyes reassuringly.Draco was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and he would stay with him until he fell asleep.

Lucius and Narcissa met Draco in Snape's office.When Draco got there, the two looked very anxious.Narcissa kept walking back and forth in the office, her red lips, which had been carefully applied with lipstick, were now tightly pursed and almost lost their blood color, her hands were writhing uneasily with her hands clasped together.Lucius seemed to be sitting calmly on one side of the chair, holding onto the snake-headed cane that represented the identity of the Patriarch.

"Draco, how is Feiwen? Is his injury serious?" As soon as she saw Draco walking into the room, Narcissa immediately went up to meet her and asked anxiously.

"Mom," Draco smiled at Narcissa reassuringly, "Don't worry, Feiwen is much better and is resting in the dormitory now. His thigh was burned, but he should be fine by tomorrow .”

Hearing Draco's explanation, all the adult wizards present heaved a sigh of relief: "That's good." Lucius nodded and stood up from his chair, "Godric you mentioned in your last letter Gryffindor, are you sure he did it?"

Drago thought for a while, then shook his head: "I can't be sure, but the possibility is very high. I still need to find a way to check it."

"As soon as possible," Narcissa frowned, "Your father and I will also investigate from another angle. We must not just let that person go!"

"Of course!" Draco said through gritted teeth.God knows how much he wanted to tear that man into pieces when he saw the wound on Feiwenruite's leg!Fortunately, the wound was not serious, otherwise he might really lose control of himself.

In a pipe separated by a wall, Godric leaned against the wall of the pipe that had been cleaned up by magic again and again, listening to the conversation in the room, a drop of cold sweat trickled down from his forehead.

Hey... I said no need to do this, am I helping you see clearly your own son's ability... Ah ha ha...