[HP] Zizi Honey Candy

Four months have passed since the last attack, and everyone thought it would never happen again.

The mandrake that Professor Sprout has been carefully cultivating can be used to decompose petrification can already have a noisy dance party, which makes her very happy, and it is not difficult to see it from her face during class See the joy.

During the Easter holiday, I would occasionally help Professor Sprout with Cedric. Those mandrakes that haven't fully grown up are not fatal. I looked at the screaming Mandrakes in the pot , I think they are very interesting, it is hard for people to imagine that their calls have great lethality.

"Thank you dears," she said after helping Professor Sprout trim the mandrake leaves again, "we'll know they're fully grown when they want to move them into someone else's pot And then we can bring those poor people in the hospital wards back to life."

"This is really good news, Professor." I teased the mandrake plant in front of me with my index finger - no matter how I read it, its expression would always be the same.

After leaving the greenhouse, we walked back to the castle in tandem.

"Our next match is against Gryffindor," Cedric said, as play resumed without the attack.

"Then I wish you the best of luck beating Potter," I said. "That way Ravenclaw will be one step closer to the House Cup."

"Hey, I hear Malfoy in Slytherin is a tough opponent too."

"It's okay, I'll let them meet the seniors who are one year older than them." I waved my fist, as if I had the chance to win.

He seemed amused by my actions and laughed a few times.

"Okay, but not everyone is going to get knocked off that easily..." He brought up something from the last game, which made me a little embarrassed.

At the gates of the castle we parted, Cedric went straight to the pitch for Quidditch practice, and I went back to the lounge.

"Will you come to my game?" he asked me before leaving.

"I think I will, David will not let us miss every opportunity to learn the tactics of the enemy team."

"Okay, then we'll see you on the weekend." For some reason, his expression seemed a little helpless. Did I say something wrong?

"Good luck, Cedric."

...

The game of the day did not take place as scheduled, and Professor McGonagall announced it to the crowded bleachers through the microphone.There were boos and shouts of displeasure from the crowd.

"What happened?" Qiu looked around, and everyone showed doubts.

Professor McGonagall continued to shout with the microphone: "All students must return to the common room of the college, where the person in charge of the college will tell you more about the situation. Please leave as soon as possible!"

When I was about to leave with Qiu, Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Miss Miranda, you'd better come with me too." Potter and Weasley followed behind her, and it was obvious from their expressions that they didn't know what happened.

I thought I had done something to be taken to the office, but the direction the professor was heading was not the route leading to any of the offices. Go straight in.

"You'll be a little shocked," said Professor McGonagall, in an eerily soft voice, as they approached the hospital. "Another assault...another double assault."

I felt my breathing became a little short, and my brain was running fast, trying to digest what Professor McGonagall just said. I don't know what I will face next, but it will definitely not be a shocking thing. People are happy.

She opened the door, and we walked in. There were two figures lying on the bed, and Madam Pomfrey was looking down at one of them.

"Hermione!" I heard Weasley exclaim, and then he and Potter ran to the bedside of the curly brown-haired girl, next to her - there was a hair I fell in love with when I first saw it and chocolate A girl with curly hair was lying quietly on the bed, her eyes were wide open, and I could see fear in them.

"...Morgan?" I felt my lips trembling, I slowly approached the head of the bed, her face was pale, I held her hand, but found that her hand was terribly cold, as if she had lost her vitality, I knew , No matter how I call, she will never answer me again.

"They were found near the library," said Professor McGonagall. "I don't think either of you can explain that? It's on the floor next to them..."

She held up a small round mirror, and all three of us shook our heads.

"Miss Miranda? Are you all right?"

I don’t know when it started. I feel that the oxygen around me seems to be disappearing gradually. I want to take a big mouthful of breaths, but I can only maintain a state of balance by inhaling and exhaling continuously. Their frequency is getting faster and faster, just like a fish Struggling like leaving the water, my chest was tight. I bent down and grabbed my collar tightly to stop the feeling of suffocation, but it became more and more intense.

"She's overbreathing." Madam Pomfrey walked up to me and patted my back, "It's okay, honey, just breathe in at my rate—exhale—you're doing fine..."

I adjusted my breathing according to Madam Pomfrey's rhythm, and I could feel my emotions gradually calm down. I no longer wheezed violently, but I still felt uncomfortable. She took a paper bag and handed it to me to let me know. Breathe in and out with it.

"Just leave it to me here, Minerva. You can send them back first."

Although Professor McGonagall was very worried about the current situation, she still nodded.

"I'll escort you back to Gryffindor Castle," said Professor McGonagall with a heavy heart. "Anyway, I'm going to address the students."

It took me a while after Professor McGonagall left before I fully recovered, and Madam Pomfrey came over with a bottle of potion for me to drink.

I drank it with a frown - it tasted indescribable, like a big bowl of vomit... I couldn't think about it anymore, I felt like I was going to throw up any second.

"Thank you, ma'am. But, I, how could I..."

"You're too emotional, Miss Miranda." Her tone was gentle, "It's normal, I'm sorry what happened to your friend, but I believe those mandrakes will mature soon. "

I smiled at her, I didn't dare to look at the two people lying on the bed anymore, I might cry out on the spot if I looked at them for a second longer, because I just shed a lot of tears because of the hyperventilation just now, I think I My eyes must be red now.

"Excuse me, Madam Pomfrey, this is the herb that Professor Sprout asked me to bring to you... Tereria?"

I looked up, and Cedric was coming in with a large pot of unknown plants. When he saw me, he was obviously taken aback.

"Thank you, Mr. Diggory. You came just in time. Can you help me take Miss Miranda back to the lounge? I can't get away now."

"Of course, ma'am." I thought I must be in a terrible state, and he didn't hide the surprise in his eyes when he saw me.

He didn't ask much after we left the medical wing for a long time, but I knew he must want to know the current situation. When he was in the medical wing, he should have seen Morgan and Granger lying on the bed.

No one can be seen in the corridor, I think they must have been called back to the lounge urgently by the professor.

Sure enough, he stopped after going up another step, but I didn't expect him to stop suddenly, so I just put on his solid back.

The unsuspecting lacrimal glands were stimulated, coupled with the emotional fluctuations just now, tears just flowed out of my eyes.

"Sorry, I..." Seeing me crying, he seemed a little flustered, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, "I don't know...I mean...I'm sorry..."

I wiped my tears indiscriminately, but they flowed more and more fiercely. Morgan's face was always reflected in my mind. My good friend was lying on the hospital bed, but I couldn't do anything but cry here.

I felt the light disappear in front of me, my face pressed against the fabric of my dress, and Cedric hugged me.

"...Cedric, Cedric?" I panicked, but I didn't want to struggle at all.

"I'm sorry... but I think that's all I can do." His voice sounded above my head, and I could feel my heart beating up and down with his chest, maybe even faster than that, "Thank you I'm sorry about Lil...you cry if you want to, there's no one else here."

His words made me unable to bear it any longer. I held onto the corner of his clothes tightly, as if only this could make me feel at ease, and then I leaned into his arms and cried softly.

He didn't say anything, just patted my back gently to comfort me one after another, just like coaxing a child.

I don't know how long it took before I stopped, and I gently pushed him away from his embrace.

"Thank you, Cedric." I sniffed, I knew I must be in a mess now, but I couldn't care less, I wiped my tears with the sleeve of my clothes, and I could feel my tears after crying. The mood is much better, "I'm sorry for letting you see me make a fool of myself..."

"It's fine, Terelia." He reached out and wiped away my half-dried tears. "You know, you can be anything you want in front of me."

His warm palm felt extra hot against my cold cheek, but I felt the temperature on my face soon match the temperature of his palm—maybe even higher.

"Good night, Cedric. You can just send it here, you go back first." I smiled at him, I don't want him to see that I might not be able to answer the question and be blocked at the door.

After I finished speaking, I hurried up the stairs on another floor, and it might change its position in the next second, and then I would stay in this awkward atmosphere for a little longer.

When I went upstairs, I saw Cedric's figure still in the same place, and it took a long time for him to move and go downstairs.

I patted my face to make myself look better, and slowly made my way back to the lounge.