After a while, the crowd finally gradually thinned out, and Malfoy finally found the opportunity. According to his memory, he walked towards that box,
At this time, he was going upstream along the flow of people, and just as he was passing by, he suddenly heard an all-too-familiar voice, which seemed very faint in the bustling crowd, but he still heard it. ．．
"Draco! I'm here!" Malfoy was holding on to the armrest of one seat tightly at this time to avoid being squeezed away. The other hand was waving desperately, waving at him, and the other One foot was maintaining a strange posture on the seat, which looked quite awkward, and the expression on his face also showed a kind of distorted pain.
"This is really a disaster." Malfoy thought to himself, and naturally squeezed through the crowd immediately. In a sense, he couldn't escape this.
The place where Pansy is now is a round little one, the seats on it are placed neatly, and Pansy is half lying on the empty space in front of the two seats, showing a very weak look.
"If I knew it earlier, I would have warned him not to put any markers." Malfoy said in his heart, but it's useless to regret now, Malfoy could only come to Pansy's side and ask a few times with concern.
"Have you sprained your ankle? Can you still walk?" He asked with concern.
Pansy pursed her lips and shook her head weakly, "It hurts a lot." Her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.
"I think you looked quite energetic when you called me just now." Malfoy said helplessly.
"I hurt my leg, not my throat. Can you hear me if you don't yell louder?" She responded immediately, so calm, which made Malfoy feel relieved.
"Then what do we do now? You can't walk anymore, so why don't you want me to leave you here?" Malfoy asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Just carry me on your back!" Pansy blurted out, and then realized that her intentions seemed to be too obvious, and then she looked at Malfoy cautiously, with a blank expression on her face, and knew that her thoughts should be useless.
"Forget it, I'm to blame." Malfoy sighed inwardly, and then said jokingly: "Don't put me down, then no one will take you back."
"I'm not heavy." Pansy said unconvinced, but his eyes were already narrowed, and he hugged Malfoy's neck with a smile, as if the injury on his leg didn't hurt so much anymore.
Malfoy only felt that there was hardly any weight attached to his back, which was light and light, which was nothing to him who exercised regularly.
"I'm not heavy, am I?" Pansy, who was still full of confidence just now, felt that Malfoy froze suddenly, and couldn't help but wonder if he was really heavy, so she asked in a low voice.
"It's acceptable." Malfoy didn't have much time to worry about Pansy's problem, and he used his hands to support her slender calf, letting the weight of her whole body rest on him.
Compared to this, he was more concerned about how Pansy got hurt.
"What's wrong with your feet?" Malfoy asked.
At this time, Pan Xi's hand wrapped around his neck tightened even more, for fear that he would fall off if he didn't hold on tightly.
"I don't know either." Pansy whispered next to Malfoy's ear, and the hot air tickled Malfoy's ear tip.
"After I got separated from you, I didn't know where I was squeezed, so I could only follow the crowd slowly, but suddenly a group of hooded men wearing black cloaks came over from the green field. I thought it was One of the support teams of the two national teams, you know, some cheerleaders always like to wear some fancy clothes, but I didn’t expect them to start casting spells in public, and then the already frenzied crowd became more and more chaotic , I also suddenly felt a pain in my feet, probably because I was hit by a spell, and then I had to try to find a seat to sit. If you don't come, I guess I have to wait for the crowd to disperse before I can be saved.
"Could it be that one of those hooded men has his own father?" Malfoy felt a little headache now, and decided not to think about it for the time being. The most important thing now is to send Pansy back safely.
"Magic injury? Then remember to go to St. Mungo's Hospital later." Malfoy could only try his best to restrain his feeling of indebtedness. He couldn't predict everything, and Pansy's injury this time was obviously unexpected. .
Pansy was keenly aware of the change in Malfoy's mood, and then said with a smile: "It's just a small injury, wasn't I happy before? It's evened out."
At the same time, Pansy only felt that Malfoy's back was very strong, which brought her an inexplicable sense of relief.
At this time, she remembered the conversation between the two not long ago.
"Think about those things when you become an adult? Would you like me or not?" She said to herself, the conversation not long ago had no substantive content, and Malfoy just said what he might face in the future, or the future There may be danger or something, and then implicate her.
She doesn't care.
"Oh my god! What the hell are you doing!" Narcissa waited anxiously in the box. When her son walked in, she rushed to greet her and said in panic.
Then she was safely carried on the back by her son.
It took Malfoy and Pansy a lot of work, and now they were finally back in the box where they were supposed to be.
"I..." Malfoy was about to explain when Pansy spoke first.
"I was clamoring to go outside, but Malfoy couldn't resist me, so he accommodated me."
"Are you alright, little Pansy?" Narcissa noticed that Pansy seemed to be injured at this time, and hurriedly asked with concern.
"It should be a magic injury." Malfoy found a soft sand, and then put Pansy off his back.
"How should I explain to your father?" Narcissa rubbed her own forehead, looking very headache.
"Aunt Narcissa, it's all right, it's just a minor injury." Pansy said sensiblely, but at this time the injury should have happened again, and she grunted in pain.
"Poor child." Narcissa sympathized with Xi, while putting on a stern look, and asked, "Draco, how do you take care of her."
"Mom, I'm sorry too." That's all Malfoy could say, and it was indeed his negligence that caused the accident this time.
"Where's my dad? Aunt Narcissa?" Pansy asked now.
"He went to look for you, and I don't know what he should be doing now." Narcissa said with self-blame.
"And what about my dad?" Malfoy asked afterward, and then Ceasar's expression suddenly became extremely unnatural.
"As expected." He sighed in his heart, but he never thought that he had forgotten the people who were close to him.
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