HP's Wretched

"Tell me about you, why did you provoke it? Hagrid said it was dangerous, and you still leaned forward." Flotte sat by the hospital bed, peeling an apple with a fruit knife in her hand, still talking endlessly. No more educating Draco.

The expression on Draco's face was a bit unconvinced, but the reality hit him hard, his arm was wrapped in a bandage and he couldn't move, he could only deflate his mouth and blame others for all the crimes: "Why is Potter okay? I don't agree, how could Saint Potter get close to the Hippogriff? That monster was definitely intentional."

Flott angrily picked up the apple peel that fell on the ground and threw it into the trash can, then stared at Draco in displeasure, and her voice couldn't stop being severe: "If you're on Potter, you're going to go on!" , Potter will die and you will follow? Fortunately, I heard you say this, and if your dean and your father heard it, who knows what to say about you."

Hearing that Flotte used Lucius and Snape to suppress people, Draco's arrogance just now eased a lot.

Seeing Draco's deflated obedient appearance, Flotte continued to peel the apple with a knife in satisfaction: "But this matter is also good, let you remember it long, otherwise these people in the family will spoil you, and sooner or later you will have to eat it." You are out of your mind."

"Godmother, you have changed. You never blamed me before. Why did you treat me like this when you came to Hogwarts?" Draco's resentful little eyes almost shot through Flotte.

"Who asked you to promise me something, you can't do it." Draco acted coquettishly, and Flotte didn't like it anymore, "I just promised me two days ago, don't keep talking to Potter. Nao, study more at ordinary times, use your brain when encountering problems, look at you, first grade duel with Potter, was punished to go to the Forbidden Forest and was frightened, second grade insisted on being a Seeker and defeating Potter, the result? , fell to the ground, didn’t you, and now, you were kicked by that thing again. You should have a long memory! Your father wanted you to study hard and learn more about spells. Are you making Gryffindor uncomfortable?"

"But my dad also hates Principal Dumbledore." Draco is a "good boy" who draws inferences from one instance to another.

"Hey! You don't learn from your father's strengths, but learn from his shortcomings. If your father finds out, he will have to spank your ass again."

Thinking of the scene of being naughty and beaten when he was a child, Draco shrank his neck unconsciously, and then murmured: "I'm already 13 years old, and my dad said that I won't hit when I grow up."

Flotte stuffed the thoroughly peeled apple into Draco's hand, and said, "Then don't do childish things! Eat the apple."

"Godmother, my hand is hurt, can you cut it into small pieces for me?"

"There are so many things!" Flotte complained in her mouth, but she took the apple that was just given to Draco in a distressed manner, cut off a small piece, and fed it to Draco's mouth, "In the future Get rid of the problem of eating in pieces, and eat whole to improve your teeth." This is what Flott heard when she was a Muggle.

Draco actually wanted to open his mouth to refute, but there was an apple stuffed in his mouth, and the godmother opposite was still angry, so he could only nod obediently.

"Your mother will come in a while, so don't act coquettish and cry, or your mother will be so worried that she won't be able to eat or sleep." Thinking of how much Narcissa dotes on Draco, Flott can't help worrying about Hagrid. Can you get through this hurdle safely this time?

"Don't worry, godmother, I won't worry my mother."

"Well, that's quite sensible." Flotte said, and stuffed another apple into Draco's mouth.

Just after saying this, the door of the school hospital was suddenly pushed open, and the person who came was Narcissa with a sad face.

"Xiaolong, how are you? Does it hurt? What did Madam Pomfrey say? There won't be any sequelae, right?" Narcissa, who cared about her son, didn't care about saying hello to Flotte, and ran straight to the bed On the side, he looked at Draco's bandaged arm with great distress.

Seeing the situation clearly, Flotte moved back, gave up her position to the worried Narcissa, and said with relief: "It's okay, Sissy, Poppy said it was just a broken bone, and it will be fine after two days of rest."

"Yes, Mom, the pain is gone now, don't worry."

Narcissa gently caressed Draco's face, the worry in her eyes almost overflowed, but she condemned Dumbledore without retreating: "I really didn't expect that Dumbledore would allow such a dangerous creature Come get in touch with the child! Hasn't that incident last year improved him?"

From what I heard, Narcissa probably didn't know that Lucius did what happened in the secret room last year, and she didn't know how she would react if she knew that the culprit was her good husband.Flotte thought inappropriately, but at this time it was more important to comfort her old friend: "Today's matter is indeed an exception. After all, the professor of Magizoology is also new and has little experience."

"Inexperienced! Let the child take such a risk without experience! It's really... really..." Narcissa was also at a loss for words in a moment of anger.

Draco looked at his usually elegant and docile mother, but now he was so angry that he was about to swear, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Mom, I'm really fine, don't be angry, and get angry again. Where's Dad? "

"Your father is arguing with Dumbledore outside, and I'm afraid he will go to court at the Ministry of Magic soon."

The Ministry of Magic is in court... as expected.Hagrid is really more ominous this time, but it can't be blamed on other people, it can be blamed on the fact that the person who arranged the death is the only son of the Malfoy family!However, since the usual relationship is good, I still sincerely hope that you can get through it safely.Flutter prayed in her heart.

"Xiaolong, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?" Narcissa asked with concern.

Draco shook his head and said, "The godmother poured me some water then."

"Yes, I poured him a lot of water, and I'm peeling apples for him now." Flotte also said.

Narcissa turned around and rushed towards Flotte, her face full of gratitude: "Flote, thank you."

"You're welcome, Draco is also my godson." Looking at the affectionate mother and child, Flotte is still an outsider anyway, "Go ahead and cut apples for Xiaolong, and I'll go out and have a look."

Narcissa took the apple, nodded understandingly, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, go and do your work."

Seeing Narcissa taking care of Draco lovingly, Flott always felt a bit empty in her heart. If his son hadn't died, maybe she could sit on the edge of the bed, nagging him and feeding him apples... Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

Flotte no longer longed for that warm scene, turned around and left the school hospital, but she might as well not go out...

Because it was just outside the door of this crime, she was forced to listen to Lucius complaining about Dumbledore for half an hour...

Well, Lucius is also a talker, especially when he complains about the ones he doesn't like...

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"Okay, send it here." Lucius leaned on the snake-headed scepter, turned his head and said to Flott and Snape.

After listening to the complaints for more than half an hour, Flott and Snape, who were sent by the principal to see off the guests, did not look very good-looking.

Narcissa is still better than Lucius, she stepped forward and took Flott's hand to thank, "This time I really trouble you two."

Flotte was just about to shake her head and accuse Narcissa of cheating, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by talkative Lucius.

"I should have sent Draco to Germany to attend a school there! I knew that Hogwarts would be no better than Dumbledore! I think it's still too late for him to transfer to another school." Lucius said disgustedly. Said, "I must take them to court this time! Let them not step down."

"Okay! Stop talking about your German theory!" Narcissa screamed for the first time in front of everyone. "I said, if you dare to send the dragon so far, then you will never want to talk to me again." say!"

"Sissy, you have also seen that Hogwarts is not the best choice for Draco." Lucius still did not give up persuading Narcissa.

"Then Germany, which is thousands of miles away, is a good choice? What if he is not used to it, and you have never studied there, so how do you know it?"

Flotte had never seen Narcissa argue so hard, tsk tsk tsk, it was a good show.

Flott glanced at Snape who was standing beside her from the corner of her eye. Sure enough, the other party's face was more than terrible. They both wanted to interrupt the untimely quarrel between the couple, but they didn't know what to do. How to interrupt.

From this point of view, the way husband and wife get along is really an enduring topic.What's more, to make two people who usually pay such attention to etiquette and elegance argue here, it really can be regarded as a science worth studying.

Of course, Flott had never passed the test in the aspect of life between husband and wife, let alone Snape, who had never experienced marriage, so they had no way to start...

Lucius still didn't stop: "Sissy, Draco is a boy, he should try to adapt to the new environment."

"Who doesn't know how to talk. If you have the ability, you should try it first, and then let your son go!" Narcissa put down her words fiercely, and Apparated disappeared without looking back.

Lucius, who saw Narcissa slam her face and leave, hurriedly shouted, "Sissy!"

However, no one paid any attention to Father Lu... The scene was very embarrassing.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like someone is going to sleep on the sofa tonight." Flotte, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, made the scene even more embarrassing.

As soon as the death ray hit Flotte straight, it goes without saying that the source of the ray was Lucius' eyes.

Flott coughed dryly, and then quickly threw the question to Snape, who was standing aside, "I'm leaving first, and you can tell Severus what you need." After speaking, she walked back and forth and stared at the two The man's murderous eyes moved forward into the distance.

Left Snape alone, and was forced to listen to Lucius talking about the incompatibility of married life for more than half an hour...

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The sun had already set when sending the Malfoys off, and it was completely dark when Flott returned.Hogwarts, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, is independent here, and it seems extraordinarily quiet and lonely.

The cool wind blowing from the boulevard filled Flotte thoroughly from beginning to end, she couldn't help tightening her skirt and quickened her pace.

When the wind blew through the leaves, the shadow of the moonlight reflected on the ground also swayed, and the bushes half a person's height also swayed and made a "rustling" sound at this time. Everything seemed so normal...

However, in Flott's ears, what appeared was not so normal.

Flote walked quickly against the cold wind, the bushes swaying in the wind made the sound like a shadow, following Flote's steps all the way, wherever Flotte went, the sound of grass blades rubbing against each other Extra large.

This strange situation made Flotte's heart flutter a little, but she is not a timid person, a little trouble is not enough to scare her away, she keeps telling herself that this is just an illusion , nothing is following you except the wind, relax, relax...

However, as Flotte's self-comfort ended, a voice that shouldn't have completely shattered the conjecture just now!

That was the sound of a branch breaking!

From the bushes!

There are people in the bushes!

Flotte has always been a very vigilant person. Most of her trust her ears and eyes, and sometimes even her intuition, because her previous experience told her that she would rather be nervous than lose her life carelessly!

Flotte clenched her fists and stopped abruptly. With her stop, the "rustling" sound in the bushes also stopped abruptly. Sure enough, there was something.Her right hand was inadvertently and lightly put into the pocket of the coat, and her body slowly twisted towards the bush...

The bush here seemed to be shrouded by the God of Darkness, the moonlight couldn't penetrate here at all, and there was nothing but mottled leaf shadows.But Flotte did not let go of her complete vigilance. Her right hand had already grabbed the gun in the coat pocket, and her eyes were still constantly looking for abnormalities in the bushes.

At this moment, Flote's eyes flicked to one place!right here!Hidden in the middle of the leaves here are a pair of eyes!A pair of eyes were staring at her like this, and the huge figure hidden under the bushes seemed to be about to pounce on her at any moment!

This terrifying scene made Flote take a step back involuntarily, but now is not the time to sit still...

Flotte quickly took out the gun, and when she was about to raise her hand to shoot at the shadow, she seemed to be patted on the shoulder.

Flote turned her head abruptly, grabbed the gun, and almost lost her temper because of the sudden change.

The author has something to say:

I agreed that there is sugar in this chapter, but it turned out that I wrote nearly [-] words before I finished what I expected to write, so I didn’t come in time to post it yesterday, but today I will post this small [-] words in two chapters...