[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

Anyone who is familiar with Draco knows how afraid he is of pain. In Potions class, even a small cut with a knife can hurt him and he screamed.

But this time, the wound stretched from his right shoulder to his abdomen, and the cut skin turned outwards. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep, and after taking measures to stop the bleeding, he did not continue to lose a lot of blood, and did not hurt the vitals.Madam Pomfrey used a healing spell to close up the wound, but the wound caused by magical creatures could not heal quickly. Draco needed to lie in the hospital wing for one night until the wound would not burst open before he could go to class.

Draco's face was still pale until he bandaged the wound. After drinking Madam Pomfrey's blood potion, his face finally healed a bit. He was still weak, lying on the bed with his eyes squinted.

"Okay kids, let's go back, the patient needs to rest." Madam Pomfrey started to chase people away as soon as it was finished, and the half-giant Hagrid was kicked out by her early—Madam Pomfrey's first lesson to Hagrid It's not pleasant to expose children to such dangerous magical creatures.

"I'll be here with him tonight, Madam Pomfrey, Draco is injured and has limited mobility, I can take care of him, and ma'am, you know I'm very quiet." Al and Madam Pomfrey discussed, " If he wants to go to the bathroom or something and he doesn't have the strength, I'm his younger brother, it will be much more convenient."

Madam Pomfrey was a little hesitant. Al was also a frequent visitor to her medical wing, and she did know this child better. He was quite reliable, and the most important thing was calmness and composure, and as a twin, he knew Draco better.

"No, no, let me do it." Unexpectedly, Harry tried to cut him halfway, "Draco was injured because of me, Al, you go back and rest, I will take good care of him!"

In the end, it was Harry who won the chance to take care of Draco, and Al was pushed out of the medical wing by him. Harry was afraid that Al would turn his back on the carbine, so he quickly closed the door.

Al stood in the doorway and blinked at the closed door.

Who knows what they are going to do in there, he still doesn't want to interfere.

Harry closed the door, took a deep breath, and turned to look at Draco on the bed.

The other party's eyes were closed, and his chest was rising and falling steadily, as if he had fallen asleep.Harry walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, called him twice, but there was no response.

It's too fast to sleep, he still has something to say to Draco.Harry scratched his hair depressingly. Madam Pomfrey said that she had added sleeping ingredients to the blood potion, which would make Draco feel better, but he didn't expect the medicine to work so quickly.

School had just started, and there was no one else in the hospital wing, so Harry just sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Draco.There was some dirt on the other party's blond hair, and Harry patted it off lightly. This action brought the two people's cheeks closer together. After tidying up their hair and lowering their heads, Harry was facing Draco's cheek .

The other party's eyes were closed tightly, and his lips were light pink due to excessive blood loss; his lips, which were always pursed at an angle of disdain, always raised a gentle arc towards himself. Harry was a little dazed, he could feel Draco breathed lightly on his lips.

They seem to be a little too close... Harry wondered in a daze, obviously he didn't do anything, why is Draco's face getting closer?

Suddenly, Draco's head lifted up, and his two lips were tightly pressed together. Harry was taken aback by the sudden turn of events, and then Draco opened his eyes and fell back in pain. on the pillow.

...The movement just now was not small, and it involved his wound: "It hurts me to death..."

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"Hey Al."

Just when Al was about to leave and go back to Slytherin, he heard a familiar voice, and couldn't help being happy.

"George, hey." He lightly bumped George's shoulder. Although he was still taller than him, the height difference between the two had been reduced a lot, which made Alge very happy.

"I heard Draco was injured? Is he okay?" George asked worriedly, putting his arm around Al's shoulders, "Can I go in and take a look?"

"I was injured by the Hippogriff, and it was a bit serious." Al hesitated for a moment, and then stopped him: "Don't go, Harry is inside."

George showed a slightly puzzled expression, and then suddenly realized.

When he was in the secret passage, Draco was publicly revealed by Tom that he liked Harry's secret.

"So...the two of them...?" George made a "love" gesture with his fingers.

Al nodded sadly: "I don't think it's far away, you know, Harry stayed at our house for half the summer vacation, and he lived with Draco all the time."

"A bed?" George raised his eyebrows with a complicated expression.

At the beginning, Lucius said that he could invite himself to Malfoy Manor on Harry's birthday, but unfortunately, because Harry lost contact before his birthday, he couldn't be invited.

It's a pity, if he could go to Malfoy Manor, he might be with...ahem.

"No, two beds." Al listlessly compared a "2".

"You didn't watch the two of them sleep, maybe they rolled into the same bed." George said seriously.

Al's face turned even grayer: "Merlin... Dad will kill them both."

In the Malfoy family, which values ​​inheritance, how could Lucius allow his son to find a man who could not give him an heir—a man?

George didn't know what to say, so he held back his words dryly for a while: "Don't worry, at least Harry is a pure-blood."

Al: "...Thank you, but Dad thinks that Harry's mother is Muggle-born, so Harry is also of mixed blood, so Harry's pure-blood advantage does not exist."

"I'm a completely pure-blood wizard." George whispered.

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" Al looked at him suspiciously.

"No, I mean, you probably won't be in the mood to go to the secret passage tonight?" George shrugged. They had almost reached the Slytherin dungeon.

"Yes, I have to wait for Draco to come back tomorrow to see if his injury is better." Al nodded, "Thank you for sending me back, go back to bed early."

George looked at Al's back listlessly saying the password to the cellar door, and he sighed when Al's figure completely disappeared behind the door.

Al returned to the dormitory, only to find that Sirius and Kiki were not there.Pets raised in Hogwarts have a certain degree of freedom. Except for owls who will go to the owl shed, cats, dogs, and mice can run around in Hogwarts, but pets from different houses cannot go to other places. of the college.

Isn't this guy trying to break into Gryffindor right now?

Alton was a little panicked, blaming himself for forgetting to lock the door and letting Sirius run out. He was just about to leave the cellar to look around Gryffindor, but he heard a certain voice coming from the lounge. Leitlin's voice: "Is this your little girlfriend? Two more? Big black?"

Al heaved a sigh of relief, and walked over, wondering what the "two little girlfriends" said, when he saw Dahei briskly running over from the lounge, with two cats squatting on him, both comfortably on Dahei's back Dozed off.

...it was kiki and Crookshanks.

Al's mouth twitched.

Smelling the master's scent, Kiki stretched, jumped off the big black back, climbed along Al's robe all the way to the top of Al's head, and squatted down.Al touched the cat's back, staring at Dahei like a nail.

Dahei was inexplicably guilty, and rubbed Al with his big head flatteringly.

After one person, two cats and one dog entered the dormitory, Al locked the door and said incredulously, "Why did you abduct a Gryffindor cat? Are you really chasing girls?"

Crookshanks lazily rolled his eyelids, as if he was not prepared to respond to Al.

Dahei whimpered twice.

He just wasn't used to being in Slytherin, he was covered in an eyesore of silver and green, he couldn't even see his godson, only two nephews - one was mysterious, the other used himself as a cushion and a hand warmer.

He was very happy to meet Gryffindor, even if it was just Gryffindor's cat.

Moreover, this cat is very spiritual, it can be regarded as the bosom friend of this dog...

Crookshanks is convenient for activities in Gryffindor, and after getting acquainted, she might be able to let her help him catch mice.

Sirius thought elatedly, but saw Al picked up Crookshanks, and said with a serious face: "Send him back quickly, is it not enough for you to have a kiki?"

Kiki and Sirius: "..."

Crookshanks is about as big as three kikis and as heavy as four kikis.Al felt as though she was about to fall herself while holding her, and with Crookshanks struggling restlessly, he could hardly catch the fat orange cat.

Sure enough, nine of the ten orange cats were fat, and one overwhelmed Kang.Al looked at Crookshanks' face and felt that she might have some Garfield blood.

Sirius was turning around at Al's feet, with his tongue sticking out. After living as a dog for 12 years, he inevitably had a lot of dog habits. After turning around a few times restlessly, Sirius suddenly jumped up , pounced on Al.

Al caught off guard and let go, Crookshanks immediately seized the opportunity to step on his face and jumped away, Sirius jumped onto Al with precision, Al lost his balance under the weight of a grown male dog, his right hand subconsciously supported to the carpet.

However, the soft touch as imagined did not come. Just a second before Al's hand touched the carpet, a big hole suddenly appeared out of thin air under his hand. Without any precautions, Al and Sirius fell into it together.