The Son of Light of the Snake House

Draco and Harry didn't lie in the room for too long, and they waited for their good partner to link Slytherin and Gryffindor Darnell by one person.

"Are you all right, lads?" Daniel walked between the two beds, stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain between the two of them.

"I'm fine! Daniel! Madam Pomfrey said I'm not too old..." Harry immediately replied happily, and was interrupted by Draco immediately.

"We are not important." The platinum-haired kid said, and looked Daniel up and down again: "It's you...I heard from Gore that you were called away by the professor and the principal...?"

"What are you talking about...cough, um, it's not a big deal, it's all right anyway!" Daniel replied confidently, it was just an extra two months of labor punishment.

Draco & Harry: Isn't that a big deal?

The two were somewhat speechless.Harry lay down silently, and Draco also threw his head on his pillow, and when he was about to say something, the students of the Gryffindor team rushed into the hospital wing with their bodies soaked in mud , like locusts passing through.

Before Daniel could react, he was dragged down on his hospital bed by Draco who suddenly performed supernormally, and then he immediately leaned out and pulled the curtain between the two beds shut with a bang—he I don't want to be seen by the big stupid Gryffindors talking and laughing here between Slytherin and Gryffindor!no way!

Harry was dumbfounded, all this happened in a flash, and when the hem of the curtain was about to fall to the ground again, several of Harry's teammates were already standing beside Harry's bed.

"Harry, you fly so well," said George. "I just saw Marcus yelling at Malfoy. He couldn't see the Snitch right over his head. Malfoy looked Not too happy."

Harry laughed, and glanced behind the curtain next to him in fear, he was really afraid that Malfoy would roll up his sleeves and hold something up to kill George later, maybe it would be his broomstick?

Thinking of this, Harry quickly changed the subject: "Fortunately, what about...the others?"

"Others? Oh! They must have left." Fred answered, "We came here to hold a party for you! Look, what delicious food did we bring?"

The teammates lined up the cakes, candies and pumpkin juice they brought, and were about to have a very nice little party, when they were immediately kicked out by Madam Pomfrey who rushed in roaring.

After those bluffing Gryffindors left, Daniel also opened the curtain and walked out: "You guys have a good rest, and we will talk about other things tomorrow. I'll go first."

The silver-haired boy squinted his eyes and smiled, waved playfully at the two friends lying on the bed, and exited the medical wing.

Whether it was intentional or not, he didn't tighten the curtain between the two of them again.

...............

In the middle of the night, Harry was falling asleep when he suddenly felt some strange sensations on the top of his head. When he opened his eyes with difficulty, he found that someone was using a sponge to wipe his sweat from being too hot.

"Go away!" He tried to keep his voice down, and then he recognized it, "Dobby! Why are you here?!"

The house-elf stared at Harry from the darkness with his big tennis-ball eyes.A single tear rolled down his long, pointed nose.

"Harry Potter is back at school," he whispered sadly. "Dobby has reminded Harry Potter several times. Why didn't you heed Dobby's warning, sir? Harry Potter didn't rush Get on the train, why don't you go home?"

"What are you doing here?" Harry whispered, "How do you know I missed the train?" Dobby's lips quivered, and Harry suddenly became suspicious.

"You did it!" He propped himself up from his bed, and said slowly, "You sealed the partition wall and didn't let us pass! Are you crazy?!"

Dobby nodded desperately, flapping his big ears, "Dobby hid nearby, waiting for Harry Potter, and then sealed off the passage, afterward Dobby had to burn his hands with an iron--" He showed Harry His ten long, bandaged fingers, "--but Dobby didn't care, sir, Dobby thought Harry Potter was safe now, and it never occurred to Dobby that Harry Potter had gone the other way." One way to school!"

"Dobby was taken aback when he heard that Harry Potter had returned to Hogwarts, and burned his master's supper! Such a terrible whipping, which Dobby has never experienced before, sir..."

Harry slumped back onto the pillow.

His teeth creaked because of anger, and his temper was extremely irritable: "You almost got me and Ron fired! Is this what you call protection? You'd better get away while I'm in a bad state, or I'll Must strangle you."

"Dobby is used to death threats. Dobby hears them five times a day at home." He blew his nose on the corner of the dirty pillowcase he was wearing, looking so pathetic that Harry thought his The anger subsided involuntarily.

Dobby wiped its big bulging eyes again, and said suddenly, "Harry Potter must go home! Dobby thought his Bludger would surely make--"

"Your Bludger," Harry cut him off instantly, his anger rising again, "what do you mean, your Bludger? You let that Bludger hit me and kill me? "

"Didn't kill you, sir, definitely didn't kill you!" said Dobby in horror. "Dobby wanted to save Harry Potter's life! It's better to be sent home badly injured than to stay here, sir." .Dobby just wants Harry Potter to get hurt a little and be sent home!"

"A little hurt? Ha! You almost broke me!" Harry became even more angry. He had never seen such a creature that talked to itself and made trouble for others!

Dobby sighed sadly: "Sir... Now, at Hogwarts, something terrible is about to happen, maybe it has already happened, and Dobby can't let Harry Potter stay here, even though Harry Potter So noble! So brave! But he must save himself, because history is about to repeat itself, and the Chamber of Secrets is opened again—”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a long object flying out of the curtain between the two beds. It whizzed past the tip of Harry's nose and knocked Dobby to the ground.

Harry looked over blankly, and heard Dobby next to him scream in shock, and then it disappeared into place after a loud crack.

Draco walked out slowly from the side, stretched out his hand and grabbed the thing he threw out just now - his Nimbus 2001, shook it lightly, and dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body, he turned to Harry, looked at him:

"Is the one just now a fan of the famous savior?"

The author has something to say:

Draco: What kind of shit is left in the middle of the night to make a fuss, it's so annoying (throw)

Harry:? ? ?Anyway, let me listen to all the clues in the chamber of secrets!

The title is fans (three dun beeps) Little Sunflower Baby Class has started (?) I feel that I haven’t made much progress in writing for so long... It’s weird, maybe I’m too salty, but Rigi is really here exercise me.The style of writing has really changed little.

I found out the essays I wrote before and sent them all to Jinjiang. Anyway, it was embarrassing because I was too immature and thought too little and couldn’t write any more. Harm, maybe this is growth.