"What are you doing here?" Malfoy's voice rang in Pansy's ear.
"Of course it is..." Pan Xi wanted to answer subconsciously, but found that the faint smell of blood coming from his lips and teeth was not the faint smell of blood as expected, but a sweet fragrance. "Tian Lai Novel" www. ⒉3txt. com
She hurriedly opened her eyes, only to see that Malfoy had already sat back on the chair opposite her, holding her exquisite glass bottle filled with pink potion and carefully looking at it, shaking it a few times before muttering to himself He wrote: "Sure enough, it's a love potion."
Pansy immediately felt in her pocket subconsciously. There was no doubt that the bottle in Malfoy's hand was made by herself.
"The potion I made myself, can't I even tell what it is? Love potion. It's not an inferior drug, of course, its nature is worse than the latter." Malfoy said in a cold tone, his eyes clear as before.
"You... have you regained consciousness, Draco!" Pansy stammered and asked, and buried his head down again, not daring to look directly into Malfoy's eyes, and then realized that what he had just stuck to his lips, It was the apple pie she had just made herself, and it had fallen to the floor.
"I'll confiscate the tools for committing the crime first." Malfoy said lightly, without directly answering Pansy's question, "Then, tell me, how did you know how to make this drug, the love potion is banned in Hogwarts Yes, even if there is, it can only be found in the books in the ** area, or you brought it from your home, then I will consider telling your father."
"It's not from my house, don't tell my dad, I'll tell you everything." Pansy responded in a panic, her voice trembling, and then told Malfoy what she had done before without reservation, "Jie "The rest of my life" caused her mood to fluctuate, and she was at a loss for a while.
"It can't be seen, our dean has missed a good seed, the third grade will be able to make a love potion, maybe one day you will be at the Gryffindor table, and he will give you fifty points. Malfoy lightly "praise" Pansy, but this time Pansy was not happy at all.
Afterwards, Malfoy seemingly unintentionally picked up a few bright roses for decoration on the dining table, held them close to his nose, and gently sniffed them.
"I sort of know what those things you bought before." Malfoy made an expression of enlightenment. Then he pretended to be puzzled and said, "Rose thorns? I was still wondering what you wanted to do with these things."
"Did you see it then?" Pansy asked in a voice like a mosquito with her head lowered.
"It's just that I only saw one thing, otherwise I might have guessed what you wanted to do at that time." Malfoy shook his head and said.
"Also." Malfoy added: "Next time you make a love potion, remember to replace rose thorns with rose petals." Then Malfoy threw a few roses in his hand on the table in front of Pansy.
"Why, the book says both are fine!" Pan Xi raised her head subconsciously, and hurriedly asked, but she forgot that she was making mistakes and was being taught a lesson.
"The effect of the love potion made by rose thorns is unstable and lasts for a short time." Malfoy pointed out something, and turned his eyes to Pansy, and exchanged glances with her.
Panxi shrank back in fear again, as if she was about to get into the chair, then her body trembled violently, and she blushed and asked, "Then you were awake all this time?"
"You can guess." Malfoy said with a half-smile, and handed the question back to Pansy, and then the only trace of Malfoy's smile disappeared completely.
There was a silence.
"Pansy, if you succeed, do you think of the consequences?" Malfoy asked coldly.
"I...I don't know." Pansy replied weakly. She also realized the seriousness of the problem now. The mistake she made this time should be offset by not sticking out her tongue and pretending to be pitiful.
Pansy also knew that Malfoy was usually very accommodating to her, but once she made mistakes on some principled issues, she would be punished more severely.
"What you get with the love potion won't be true love, it will only bring a temporary sense of obsession." Malfoy stared at Pansy who was looking at the "ostrich" and said sternly. Every time Malfoy said, Pansy The lower the head was buried, as if the whole body would get under the table at any time.
"Keep your head up!" Looking at Pansy's appearance, Malfoy remained unmoved, but became more stern.
"Hmm..." Panxi could only answer, and slowly raised her head, her eyes were innocent and clear, and her little face had a weeping expression on her face. If she wasn't someone who knew her well, she would definitely think her He is sincerely repenting.
"I was wrong, Draco." Pansy looked at Malfoy pitifully, expressing his apology.
"Do you think you can fool around like this this time?" Mal narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows, and responded disapprovingly.
"Aren't you okay?" Sensing that Malfoy's tone seemed to be softening, Pansy began to try his best to speak for himself.
"By the way!" Pansy seemed to have grabbed some life-saving straw suddenly, blushed a little, seemed a little shy, then forced herself to be tough, and said, "If you still want to pursue it, I will tell Aunt Narcissa that you bullied me. I!"
The corner of Malfoy's mouth twitched for a moment, then returned to normal quickly.
"Then I don't mind." Malfoy said indifferently, and then stood up from the chair again.
"Since you don't have the sincerity of repentance, and you still want to "wrong" me as a victim, then I don't mind making your slander a reality." Malfoy rubbed his chin, staring closely at Pansy.
Pansy only felt the sense of oppression just now invaded his heart again.
"I was just joking." Pansy then waved his hand, said with a forced smile, and then changed into a pleasing expression, "Draco, you can do whatever you want, anyway, now I can't resist you, even if you want to continue what happened just now, I don't mind." Panxi decided to change the way, using the aggressive method, put his hands alternately in front of his chest, and once again put on a pitiful look It looks like a frightened little rabbit, arousing sympathetic desire and unbearable hurt.
"Are you sure?" Malfoy's eyes were sharp and menacing at the moment, as if as long as Pansy dared to nod, something irreversible would happen the next moment.
"I was wrong, Draco." Pansy's expression changed drastically, and finally he uttered these words again with some unwillingness.
"For real this time?" Malfoy demanded, meeting Pansy's, keeping her eyes from looking away.
"Hmm..." Pan Xi dragged out the ending, and replied weakly.
"In this case, you must be prepared to face punishment now." Malfoy tapped the table lightly with his index finger, taking his attention away from Pansy.
"Eat first, otherwise you won't have the strength to accept the punishment later." Malfoy picked up the knife and fork, ready to start today's dinner, but found that Pansy did not respond to him, looking up, only saw her whole body He lay down on the table, tilted his head to one side, looking sleepy.
"Draco, my stomach hurts!" Pansy said weakly, his face was pale, beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and his petite body curled up in pain.
"If I find out that you are pretending to be sick, the punishment will be doubled." Malfoy stared straight at Pansy for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly, and immediately stood up from the chair. He didn't know what magic was there. Can pretend to be sick so realistically.
And today's Pansy certainly wouldn't have expected that he would be exposed just like that, and he had prepared a means of pretending to be sick in advance, and the Weasley brothers' effect of skipping class should not have been revealed yet.
Then there is only one result, and that is a true coincidence.
After all, Pansy could not escape the "bloody disaster" predicted by Professor Trelawney.
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