Chapter 212: Misunderstood help

On the day of Saturday, the three people in the medical office did not have more exchanges. The Shura field was not expected to come. Gabrielle’s cold made Furong have no mind to deal with other things. What she thought was that there was Everything will wait for her sister to recover. In order to give the patient a good rest, Mrs. Pomfrey also made a disguise order to the two, so after that, Pansy and Malfoy quickly left.
Panxi also felt a little thankful in her heart. She was not ready yet. This meeting caught her off guard. Fortunately, she didn't lose any advantage.
But this does not mean that this day was so plain and wasted. Malfoy took Pansy to the library and gave her make-up lessons, so that she would rush back to some previous lessons.
"No need to be so anxious? Draco, I won't be back today." Pansy begged bitterly, but Malfoy was indifferent.
"If you don't hurry, the debt will only increase more and more." Malfoy said solemnly, feeling as if he had become a dedicated high school head teacher at this time.
It was basically the same on Sunday. Pansy also spent a lot of time adapting to returning to school, getting rid of the lazy habits he developed during his illness, and strolling around the campus.
This kind of leg injury is quite contradictory. You can't exercise too much, but you can't not exercise at all. Both will be harmful to the injury.
In addition to waiting for the delivery of the owl in the auditorium, some envelopes will also be sent to the corresponding lounge of each college. After all, it is impossible for the student to be in the auditorium every time the owl is delivered.
So at the left corner of the entrance of the lounge, there is a small iron box for storing letters. When I just entered the door, Pansy happened to see a letter inserted in it.
"What is this, the love letter that girl gave you the day before yesterday?" In the lounge of Slytherin College, Pansy asked Malfoy with a pale yellow envelope and a complex look.
The two of them had just finished their morning class at this time, and after finishing lunch in the auditorium, they returned to the lounge, preparing to take a short break, and then went to their respective bedrooms for a lunch break.
"Oh no, I think if she really wants to confess, she should say it herself." Malfoy said indifferently, and then grabbed the letter from Pansy's hand.
"You know her quite well." Pansy's tone was a little sour, staring at the boy in front of him, but he also relaxed a little, "What did the letter say?" she still asked slightly unwillingly. .
"The word is really poorly written." Malfoy looked at the envelope and shook his head, judging, then held the envelope with both hands, ready to open it.
The envelope only wrote the name of the recipient, but not the name of the sender. Even the spelling of the name Draco Malfoy was so perfunctory that it could not be distinguished without careful identification.
"Yo, also added a secret magic." Malfoy raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised. After the magic was cracked, the letter was completely spread in his hands.
"Please pay attention to the fire dragon..." The content of the letter appeared straightforward, and did not follow the normal letter format, more like a note between familiar people. The habit and weakness of the fire dragon were written in detail above. Not only that, the letter It even gives a means of escape.
"Bagman is really positive." Malfoy smiled, thinking of the gambler almost the first time. The last time he made a lot of money with his help, this time he will not let go After this opportunity, not to mention his father also reached a deal with him.
The intentional crooked handwriting and secret magic is obviously to prevent others from recognizing it.
"Draco, is your first project against the fire dragon?" Pansy leaned his head over and stared at the letter, then his look immediately changed, and he began to get nervous. In any case, this rare danger Creatures are enough to alert people.
"You still laugh, do you know how dangerous it is?" Pansy stared at Malfoy, anxiously.
"You tell me, how is it dangerous?" Malfoy continued with a smile, as if he was about to face the harmless Frob caterpillar.
After a while, Pansy realized that he only had a superficial understanding of this creature, and only had a dangerous concept.
"Anyway, it's dangerous." she said.
"Fear comes from the unknown. When you have enough understanding of it, you will know that the fire dragon is just a stronger reptile, and at most it will play with the flames." To comfort Pansy, Malfoy also only Can slightly devalue some future opponents.
However, Malfoy is not too exaggerated. Compared with the person he will eventually face, the Fire Dragon is indeed worthless.
At least six or seven wizards of the "Charlie" level, under Voldemort's men, may not be able to take a single look at all.
And he has more information than the other three warriors, they just know that the game is related to the fire dragon, but Malfoy has already mastered the entire process.
"I am still scared to see such a large reptile." Pansy said bitterly, and it was difficult to accept Malfoy's explanation.
Seeing that Pansy was still a bit worried~EbookFREE.me~ Malfoy was also a little unbearable, and because there was no need for confidentiality, he told her how to clear customs.
Pansy only felt that her ears were a little itchy, because Malfoy got close to her ears and began to speak. A whirl of heat came from her ears and made Pansy’s ears unconsciously soft. Her heartbeat suddenly became faster, and her face Red.
She recalled the intimate actions that Malfoy had made in her old memory in order to punish her in the old Black House. The fear at that time immediately disappeared after learning that it was only Malfoy's acting skills, and the rest was only Shame and regret.
"Sorry." It seemed to be aware that the atmosphere between the two had become somewhat ambiguous, and Malfoy quickly retreated. He was only concerned about confidentiality, but forgot the distance between the two.
"You stand so close, the voice is too loud, I can't hear it at all." Pansy said angrily, not to overdo it, to use this to cover up some of his shy feelings.
"Okay." Malfoy sighed.
I saw that he had ripped a piece of parchment paper somewhere and threw it in the air to float. Then a quill pen started to walk around smartly, leaving neat handwriting on it, and finally stretched out his hand and grabbed it back in his hand. Gave Pansy.
"Is this rest assured?" Malfoy said with a smile, still feeling warm in his heart, and it felt good to have someone who cared about him, at least he was not fighting alone.
"Are you sure?" Pansy asked in surprise after carefully reading the information on the parchment, feeling that he knew too little about Malfoy in front of him.
"No one will make a joke about his life." Malfoy shook his finger, and then gave Pansy a trusted look.
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