"Madame Pomfrey, are you there?" Malfoy stood outside the door of the infirmary and knocked a few times, and the wooden door made a few dull sounds.
"Please come in." A kind voice came from the room, and after obtaining permission, Malfoy pushed the door open.
"Come in, Pansy." He stepped into the room with one foot, turning his head to Pansy who was sitting on a chair outside the door.
"Oh." Pansy said wearily, stood up from the chair reluctantly, and walked slowly and limply, she now feels sick whenever she smells the smell similar to disinfectant. When I was at St. Mungo's, I had already smelled enough, but I didn't expect to go back to school and still couldn't escape.
She has now changed back into Slytherin's special hospital robes. At the strong request of someone, she went back to the dormitory to change the clothes and put away the purchased candy before she came to the medical office. room.
The room is still decorated in pure white. In order to welcome the arrival of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, Hogwarts even renovated the infirmary in charge of medical treatment. , the exquisite ceiling is now completely new, the surrounding walls have been completely painted from top to bottom, the stone floor is also spotless, and the room looks bright even without lights.
The sound of raindrops slapping on the glass windows continued, and at this time it suddenly started raining outside.
Around the room were some long stools for resting places for students and teachers, some hospital beds covered with linen sheets, and some new mahogany wooden tables.
"Hey, I hope it's not the flu." Madam Pomfrey is standing in front of a table full of bottles and cans, her eyes are looking straight ahead, and she is concentrating on shaking a transparent glass. The medicinal liquid was rolling up and down, constantly bubbling, but it didn't spill at all, but there were still some complaints and worries in his mouth.
"Please close the window for me, thank you. There are other patients in the room who are afraid of the wind." Feeling the cold wind blowing in, Madam Pomfrey stared intently at the potion in her hand while begging the patient who entered the room two people.
"Okay," Malfoy said, and with a flick of his wand, the open window snapped shut with a bang.
"It's finally adjusted, poor little girl, I hope her cold will get better soon, the humidity here is too heavy these days, I don't know if she can adapt to it." The head nurse sighed, Putting the glass back on the table, he sighed. Only then began to receive the two people who had just entered the infirmary.
"Oh, the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. Hogwarts warriors have physical problems, so that's not okay. What's wrong with you? Mr. Malfoy?" Madam Pomfrey only saw the appearance of the visitor clearly at this time, and changed With a nervous face, he quickened his pace and hurried over.
On the night when the candidates for the Goblet of Fire were determined, she also watched the entire process in the auditorium. As a high-risk competition, her status as a medical staff is also quite critical.
So she can also match the face of the warrior with the name, and even earlier, she had dealt with this handsome golden boy, when Malfoy's arm was almost bitten by the basilisk's fangs Tou, she had been lying in this ward for several days, and she was extremely impressed by this.
"It's not me, it's her. This is the medical record of St. Mungo's Hospital. I hope you can review it for her again, because she may have done some stupid things just now. I don't know if it will make it worse." Malfoy stared at this time He glanced at Pan Xi, who immediately lowered his head guilty as if he had done something wrong.
"To make a fuss." Pansy muttered, but her heart was still a little sweet, "Does it mean that if this continues, he will always care about me so much?" Pansy began to think wildly, but this idea will be banned one day in the future. She gave up, and at that time she would rather have never been hurt.
Madam Pomfrey was visibly relieved when she heard that something was wrong with the Warrior's body, and her face was less tense, but after reading the medical record, she had a serious emotion written on her face again, and her brows were tightly frowned. .
"A wound on the leg?" she asked, taking a look at Pansy's injured leg, and then nodded cautiously.
"Mr. Malfoy, I may need to do some fine-tuning, can you please wait outside?" she said.
"Of course." Malfoy replied, as a man, he naturally has to avoid this kind of inspection, he can always check for trauma through his clothes, right
"Check carefully and don't make trouble." After telling Pansy, Malfoy exited the infirmary, found a stool outside the door and sat down, casually pulled out a book from his body, flipped through it, and began to wait , this can be regarded as one of the few ways of pastime for Malfoy nowadays.
After Malfoy turned his hand more than halfway, the door of the infirmary was suddenly opened, and the expression on Madam Pomfrey's face looked good.
"It's not a big problem. The doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital handled it very professionally. Even I can't do better, but I still need to pay more attention to rest and move less." Madam Pomfrey said with a smile. Better news for student health, too.
"Thank you very much." Malfoy bowed slightly.
"Look, it's all right, it's a big deal." Pansy said proudly while hiding behind Madam Pomfrey, and made a provocative grimace at Malfoy.
"Yes, yes, I was meddling in my own business." Malfoy said helplessly, "By the way, Madam Pomfrey, I still have something to ask you." Malfoy then walked into the room and started talking to this The head nurse struck up a conversation.
"How is my sister! Is she better!" Just as Malfoy was asking about some other matters, a voice like a silver bell came from outside the door, but he was a little anxious.
Then the wooden door opened with a creak, and Furong's tall figure rushed in in a panic, without the elegant demeanor and temperament of the past. There were a few drops of water, and he didn't even care about the little mud splashed on the white dress, looking very urgent.
"Miss Delacour, don't worry. Your sister is safe now. She has taken the medicine and her fever should be gone now. She just needs to sleep for a while and wait for the fever to go down." Madam Pomfrey said calmly. At this time, only the doctor kept Be calm, and the patient's family will be convinced.
"That's good." Fu Rong held her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
Then his eyes met with the other two people in the room.
After seeing Fu Rong's face clearly, Pan Xi immediately showed a stiff expression that wanted to smile but couldn't.