Chapter 206: Unhealed leg injury

"How can he not reach Draco?" Sitting beside a small round table, Pansy was shaking her uninjured calf, waiting boredly, his eyes glancing out of the glass window from time to time.
But she also knew that she came too early.
The day she was discharged from the hospital was Saturday. Under her prior inquiries, it was exactly when the students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade Village, so Pansy and Malfoy agreed to meet there.
The express train was of course stopped at this time, and was sent by Pansy’s father. Her father’s habit of doing business all the time led to anything very early in order to deal with emergencies, as expected, when they first arrived At this time, the news brought by an owl made Mr. Hector must leave as soon as possible, the busy business, so that his time was compressed quite compactly.
"Remember to write to Dad. Don't bear it if your leg hurts. The teachers in the school will definitely help you." After a few words, he left in a hurry.
"Got it, you're busy with you, Dad, I'm much better now." Pansy said a little hurriedly, which was exactly what she wanted.
The place she is staying in now is an ordinary tea house, the place is small and misty, as if everything is decorated with frills or bows.
But if you want to say ordinary, it is not so ordinary, because the people who come here are in pairs, Pansy also saw a lot of raw faces, she guessed that those who she did not know were Demster Long or Booth Button students.
The men and women put their hands on the table and held them together vigorously, gazing at each other affectionately. There were a few pairs or even lingers, holding each other and starting to kiss, Pansy blushed. Heartbeat.
Now she was staying here alone, more and more out of place, feeling awkward that she was alone, and hoped Malfoy would come over sooner.
"This lovely lady, what do you want to order?" said Mrs. Pattifu.
This woman is wearing a shiny black hair bun and is the proprietress of this tea house. The name of this tea house is named after her, but her body is slightly fat, making her squeeze through the gap between the two tables. Sometimes it's hard.
"Oh, um... Can I wait again, the people I waited for haven't come yet." Pansy said a little embarrassedly.
"Who can bear the wait for such a lovely lady to wait for him alone? Keeping the lady waiting for a long time is really not a gentleman's act." Mrs. Pattifu gave Pansy a sympathetic glance.
"Warm up first, just let me ask you." The woman smiled sympathetically, then handed Pansy a hot drink.
"Mint hot chocolate, you will like it." She introduced.
"Thank you." Pansy took the cup over, feeling that her hands were warming up suddenly, and a fragrance wafted into her nose with the heat.
"Lady, let's have a glass of rum and orange juice!" There was such a voice not far away, so Mrs. Pattifu went to recruit her guests again.
The seventh time Pansy saw the couple next to her start kissing, and the drinks in the cup were empty, the teahouse door was blown open like a wind, and Malfoy's figure appeared at the door.
As soon as he saw him, Pansy started waving her hand, and there was a bright smile on her face, especially when she saw Malfoy came alone, she was even happier.
Malfoy also smiled a little, and he hadn't seen the girl for a long time. In those days, he always felt like he was missing something.
It was just that when he approached the table where Pansy was, and pulled out a chair to sit down, his expression seemed a bit cold.
Pansy only felt that Malfoy had glanced at her from top to bottom, and the expression on his face had changed. He couldn't help but wonder if it was unflattering today.
She wore a light red pleated long skirt today, white knee-high stockings outlined a beautiful curve, and a delicate blue bow hair accessory was also attached to her hair, which was full of girlish atmosphere and even stored up. Long hair.
Before, she was dressed in neutral short hair.
"Don't you like my dress today?" Pansy asked tentatively.
Malfoy's eyebrows provoked slightly.
"You can understand that," Malfoy said, letting Pansy's head down, and anyone who was attentively dressed was said to be no less than a pot of cold water.
"It's pretty." Malfoy said, making Pansy's mood a little warmer, and soon she knew the reason.
"Your leg is hurt, can you really wear this kind of thing? Go back to school and change it for me immediately." Malfoy's reason gave her an inexplicable mood.
"Are you caring about me?" Pansy asked happily.
"Is it still hurting you?" Malfoy asked back. "Come on, it is estimated that after so long, the injury may have worsened."
"I'm not that fragile." Pansy whispered a little, reluctantly, after all, the wizard's robe stipulated by the school, but she was not as beautiful as she wore it today, she also hoped that someone in front of you could see Suddenly, I didn't expect that this kind of treatment was finally received.
But in the end Pansy followed Malfoy's wishes and obediently followed him out of the tea house.
"Recuperate, you still need to recuperate now." Malfoy sighed, a little pity in his eyes.
He asked the professional doctors at St. Mungo Hospital. The spell that hit Pansy was very special, not only with a slight toxicity, but also a curse of certain effect. The former would instantly smooth out under the effect of Phoenix Tears. ~EbookFREE.me~ And the last time Malfoy "blackmailed" at Dumbledore, there was a little inventory, but the latter is not that simple.
At least for Pansy.
This curse is specifically used for Muggles without internal magic. In order to play the torture effect, in other words, if the person with the curse has enough magic, it will be painful for a while, but if their body There is no magic at all, and it is extremely difficult to cure, and those riotous Death Eaters use this spell in the Quidditch World Cup just to disturb order.
After all, there are almost no Muggles on that occasion.
The riot also led many innocent spectators to enter the St. Mungo’s Hospital of Magical Injuries and Diseases, and the adult wizards who had been hit by this spell were able to move freely after only a few days of rest.
Pansy is not so lucky. According to the doctor, the impact of the injury may last for a long time, and it may only disappear completely as the magic in her body grows.
The two walked very slowly along the way. Pansy said that she did not want others to see her limp and walk. She could only cover it by reducing her speed, and Malfoy could only accommodate Pansy's self-esteem as much as possible.
Perhaps the only lucky thing about this kind of injury is that there is no taboo. Even though Malfoy hopes that she can return to Hogwarts as soon as possible to change the dress that may be unfavorable to her condition, she still hasn’t been overwhelmed. West's attachment to the Duke of Honey stopped at the door of this candy store.
"I'm sick, I'm going to have class officially the day after tomorrow, can't you pity me?" Pansy said pitifully, "And you are still a warrior, and if I want to prepare for the game, I certainly can't disturb you."
"It's only five minutes." What can Malfoy say now?
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