HP Wizard Age

His neat, big back hair was already disheveled, with some broken hair hanging down in front of his forehead, making him look a little more approachable than usual.

"What's next to you?" Draco asked.

Astria resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Sure enough, when he spoke, there was an undisguised disgust on his face, which made her feel that she must have been blind just now, making it easier to approach? ?How about lying to Merlin?

With a wave of her wand, several small plates flew towards Draco.

"I just made something, see what you want to eat."

"You did?" Draco asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Made With A Wand"

Draco pouted, looking at what was in front of him.

With another wave of her wand, she lifted the top cover.A strong milky smell wafted through the ward.Harry and the others on the opposite side looked at them frequently.

"What is this, it's too delicious, even more delicious than Ge Ge Guo pudding." Ron couldn't help but said.

Draco didn't have to use his hands at all, the front spoon automatically delivered what he wanted into his mouth.

The thick but not greasy milk flavor spread in his mouth, which whetted his appetite, and he finished a small bowl in two bites, and then he started to eat the next bowl.

He smiled smugly while eating, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva when he saw Weasley on the opposite side.

After enjoying it calmly, the napkin around his neck got up and wiped his mouth, then flew out and folded into cubes to stay with the bowls.

Astria tapped the bowl with her wand, and after they disappeared, she asked, "How is it?"

Draco looked at the girl's bright eyes full of anticipation, and nodded his chin proudly, "Not bad, in line with the Malfoy family's taste." But the sullen expression on his face and the raised corners of his mouth couldn't be faked.

Astria is also satisfied, as long as it is delicious.

"Next, lie down and sleep, shall we?"

She helped Draco lie down, "I'll come back when you might need supper."

After Draco closed his eyes, she nodded to Ron and Hermione, who was still there, and walked to the Slytherin lounge.

"So how did Knightley become friends with Malfoy?" Ron whispered into the ears of the other two.

Both Harry and Hermione shook their heads, don't ask them, they're weird too.

"Actually, Malfoy actually entered the medical wing because he caught Knightley. Isn't that a very miraculous thing?" Ron's tone was also full of disbelief, and the two nodded strongly.

Astria went back to the dormitory and changed her clothes. She casually went to the kitchen to let the elves prepare the supper first, so that she could appear with a snap of her fingers.

Draco was still awake when she returned to the hospital wing, his cheeks flushed from sleep, which was unusual.

Astria couldn't hold back, took out a small version of the magic camera, took pictures, then sneakily put it back into the ring, took out the paper, and pretended to write it.

As soon as Draco opened his eyes, he saw her lying on the table at the end of the bed, writing parchment, looking serious.His heart was a little swelled, it was an indescribable feeling.

Hearing the movement, she might have felt guilty, but she didn't raise her head, "Are you hungry?" She snapped her fingers as she said, letting the food float in front of Draco as usual.

Harry, who was awakened by the smell of food, rubbed his stomach, and looked at Draco who was eating deliciously, with complicated emotions.

Until Madam Pomfrey delivered the meal to Harry, seeing Harry wolfing it down, she shook her head with a sad expression, and patted Harry's messy head.

"Mr. Malfoy, you are recovering well, and you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Madam Pomfrey used magic to identify Draco's injuries and said.

Draco drank the last bottle of potion with difficulty, muttering in his mouth to tell his father that the Hogwarts potion was too bad to drink, and it was too painful.

Asteria just came to deliver Draco a supper, and when the last word was written, she went back to the dormitory, and when she left, she used magic to make the pillow big and soft, Draco could feel it stuck in it.

"Da da da--"

The sound of a person's footsteps echoed in the long empty corridor.The faint torches on both sides squeaked, and sometimes they made the sound of crackling firewood.

puff--

The torches in the corridor in the distance suddenly went out step by step, and the darkness gradually invaded from a distance. Astria frowned, stopped walking, and subconsciously took the wand in his hand.

Something is wrong... she thought.

She heard some noises, like something sliding across the floor, which seemed to be very close to her and then very far away.

She didn't dare to act rashly, let alone flash with fluorescent lights.She took a deep breath, she couldn't see anything in the dark, she might as well close her eyes and listen carefully.

She heard that the voice was approaching, and even the movement became louder and louder, sometimes hurried and sometimes slow, and the thing would still linger in place.

Astria's breath was stagnant, and she exhaled slowly, her hand holding the wand trembled uncontrollably, and even her forehead was dripping with sweat.

She didn't dare to act rashly, she thought of the bloody writing on the wall from the beginning, the secret room has been opened, and Professor McGonagall also said that the secret room is a kind of monster...

And now that monster came out, right next to her...

The voice was getting louder and louder, and Astria felt that it was coming from all directions, and she also heard the sound of water ticking.

"Da da da!" There were many hurried footsteps from the corridor on the other side, some steady and some messy.

The monster heard the sound of footsteps coming here, stopped wandering, and slid faster, and disappeared around her with a few swishes.

Astria opened her eyes and felt the pressure around her lighten. She relaxed, only to realize that in just a few minutes, most of her shirt inside was wet with cold sweat.

The floor under his feet was half dry and half watered, obviously it hadn't come just now.

The footsteps on the other side stopped at the corner, and a steady footstep came to this corridor, and the torch in the corridor was lit again in the next second.

"Miss Knightley?" The silky deep voice was very iconic.

Astria wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, and raised her head, "Professor Snape." Just as she finished speaking, other professors in the school appeared behind Professor Snape.

"Oh Miss Knightley, you shouldn't be here." Professor Dumbledore was still wearing his fancy pajamas, wearing a pointed nightcap that reached to his waist with stars patterned on his head, and even tied his beard. with a bow.

It must be sleeping, don't tie a knot or don't overwhelm the beard and wake up, Asteria thought inappropriately.

"Professor Dumbledore, is... has someone been petrified again..."

The professors looked at each other solemnly, not to mention that Professor Snape's perennially gloomy face was as dark as the night.

"Oh, yes, Miss Knightley, right here. Next, tell me why you are here." Dumbledore stood in front of Astria with other professors.

Astria knew that she was very suspicious, but how could the heir of Slytherin be an oriental?

So she explained what happened just now in great detail.

After listening to Astria's words, the professors looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one spoke.

"Professor, I guess... I guess..."

"Go ahead, Miss Knightley." Dumbledore raised his hand to signal to continue.

"I guess, that monster is a basilisk. I heard the sound of gliding. Except for the basilisk, there are very few other monsters that can do this." Asteria paused, "And I suspect that it It's around here."

"Just around here?" Professor McGonagall covered his mouth in panic, obviously surprised by Astria's words.

"I even suspect that it's there." Asteria turned around and pointed to the abandoned women's bathroom on the second floor.

"Tell me your reasons, Miss Knightley." Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, looking at her from above the half-moon glasses.

Astria froze for a moment, shook his head and said, "There is no reason, Professor." After hearing this sentence, Professor Snape frowned obviously.

"If I have to say it, I just heard the sound of water, it should be from the basilisk passing by. And there was no water on the ground just now..." Astria's intuition told her so, she was tangled Turning the corner of the sleeve, I don't know if they believe it or not.

"Okay, we understand, Miss Knightley, you should go to the dormitory now, but you are not safe by yourself. Severus, you can go." Professor Dumbledore nodded to her, and finally turned to the side Snape nodded.

"What are you waiting for, Miss Knightley, do you want me to send you off with the Levitating Charm?" Snape immediately turned around and strode forward when he heard this. As soon as he turned around, greasy hair stuck to his face, and his tone was low.