On Saturday, the three people in the infirmary did not have any more exchanges. The expected Shura field did not come. Everything will wait until her sister recovers. In order to let the patient have a good rest, Madam Pomfrey also issued an "exit order" to the two of them in a disguised form, so after that, Pansy and Malfoy left quickly.
Pan Xi also felt a little thankful in her heart, she was not ready yet, this meeting caught her off guard, fortunately, she did not lose any advantage.
But that didn't mean that the day was wasted like this. Malfoy took Pansy to the library, gave her extra lessons, and asked her to rush back to some of the previous lessons.
"There's no need to be so anxious, are you? Draco, I just came back today." Pansy begged with a bitter face, but Malfoy was indifferent.
"If you don't hurry up, you will only owe more and more debts." Malfoy said seriously, feeling as if he had become a conscientious high school class teacher at this time.
Sunday was basically spent in this way, and Pansy also took a lot of effort to adapt to the life of going back to school, getting rid of the lazy habits he developed during his convalescence, and wandered around the campus by the way.
This kind of leg injury is quite contradictory. You can't exercise too much, but you can't stop exercising completely. Both will be detrimental to the injury.
In addition to waiting for the owl delivery 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 happen 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 he entered the door just now, Pan Xi 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 House, Pansy raised a pale yellow envelope and asked Malfoy with a complicated expression.
The two of them had just finished their morning class at this time, and after having lunch in the auditorium, they returned to the lounge, prepared to take a short rest, and then went to their respective dormitories for a lunch break.
"Oh no, I think if she really wanted to confess, she would have said it herself." Malfoy said indifferently, and snatched the letter from Pansy's hand.
"You know her quite well." Pan Xi's tone was a little sour, she stared blankly at the boy in front of her, but she also relaxed a little, "What was written in the letter?" She still asked unwillingly .
"That's poorly written." Malfoy looked at the envelope and shook his head, judging, before holding the envelope with both hands, ready to open it.
Only the name of the recipient was written on the envelope, but not the name of the sender. Even the spelling of the name Draco Malfoy was extremely perfunctory, and it was impossible to distinguish it without careful identification.
"Yo, there's also a secrecy magic added." Malfoy raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised. After deciphering the magic, the letter was completely spread out in his hands.
"Please pay attention to the fire dragon..." The content of the letter seems to be straight to the point, and it does not follow the normal letter format. It is more like a note between acquaintances. The habits and weaknesses of the fire dragon are written in detail. Not only that, the letter Even provided means of escape.
"Bagman is really active." Malfoy smiled, and almost immediately thought of the gambler athlete. He made a lot of money with his help last time, so naturally he won't let it go this time. Let alone this opportunity, not to mention that his father also reached a deal with him.
Deliberate crooked handwriting and secrecy magic, obviously to prevent others from recognizing it.
"Draco, is your first project to fight a fire dragon?" Pansy leaned his head over, stared at the letter, and then his expression changed immediately, and he became nervous. In any case, this rare danger Creatures are enough to make people vigilant.
"You're still in the mood to laugh, do you know how dangerous it is?" Pansy stared at Malfoy and said worriedly.
"Tell me, how dangerous is it?" Malfoy continued to laugh, as if he was about to face the harmless Flobber caterpillar.
Pan Xi was at a loss for words for a while, only to realize that he only had a superficial understanding of this creature, and only had a dangerous concept.
"Anyway, it's dangerous." She stammered.
"Fear comes from the unknown. When you have a sufficient understanding of it, you will know that the fire dragon is just a stronger reptile, and at most it can play with flames." In order to comfort Pansy, Malfoy only Can slightly belittle some future opponents.
However, Malfoy didn't exaggerate too much. Compared with the person he will face in the end, the fire dragon is indeed worthless.
At least six or seven wizards of the level of "Charlie" may not be able to meet each other under Voldemort's hands.
And he has more information than the other three warriors. They only know that the game is related to the fire dragon, but Malfoy has already mastered the whole process.
"I'm still scared of such a big reptile." Pansy said with a bitter face, finding it hard to accept Malfoy's explanation.
Seeing that Pansy was still worried, Malfoy couldn't bear it, and since there was no need to keep it secret, he told her how he cleared the level.
Pansy only felt a little itchy in her ears, because Malfoy leaned close to her ear and started to speak, and the strands of heat coming from her ears made Pansy's ears go weak unconsciously, her heartbeat suddenly became faster, and her face was also swollen. Red up.
She recalled the intimate actions that Malfoy made in Black's old house to punish her and let her remember them. The fear at that time disappeared immediately after learning that it was just Malfoy's acting skills, and all that was left was Shame and regret.
"Sorry." As if sensing that the atmosphere between the two had become a little ambiguous, Malfoy quickly backed away. He only cared about keeping it secret, but forgot the distance between the two.
"You're standing so close, the sound is too loud, I can't hear you at all." Pan Xi said angrily, turning her head away, using this to cover up her shy mood just now.
"Okay." Malfoy sighed.
I saw that he pulled a piece of parchment from nowhere, threw it in the air and floated up, and then a quill began to swim nimbly on it, leaving neat handwriting on it, and finally stretched out his hand to grab it back in his hand, handed it Gave it to Pansy.
"Are you relieved now?" Malfoy said with a smile, he still felt warm in his heart, and it felt good to have someone who cared about him by his side, at least he wasn't fighting alone.
"Do you really know?" Pansy asked in surprise after carefully reading the information on the parchment, feeling that he still knew too little about Malfoy in front of him.
"No one would take their own life as a joke." Malfoy shook his finger, then gave Pansy a trusting look.