HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Quidditch match field.

Malfoy felt disappointed when he saw the group of Gryffindors.

The brainless crybaby, the red-haired poor Weasley, the nosy know-it-all.

Tsk! Three people gathered together.

"Come on, let's go over there." Looking at the tall and powerful Goyle Crabbe behind him, Malfoy didn't panic at all.

As soon as the game started, Malfoy started to look for trouble.

He poked Weasley with his hawthorn wand, "Oh! Sorry, I didn't see you here!"

The boy was sullen and grinning with Crabbe Goul.

Ron ignored him, he was looking at Harry.

Professor Snape gave Hufflepuff a penalty, and George hit him with the Bludger.

"You Gryffindor players are all looking for poor people, tsk tsk tsk!" Malfoy said loudly, "For example, Potter. And you, Longbottom!"

Malfoy's sarcastic remarks about Weasley and Longbottom were mainly aimed at Potter, but unfortunately he was not here but on the playing field.

"I...I'm not." Neville Longbottom blushed.

"Show him something! Neville!" Ron encouraged Neville without taking his eyes off Harry.

"Look what I heard!" Malfoy smiled as he spoke to Goll Crabbe, continuing to spit out annoying taunts.

Ron suddenly turned around, and Malfoy was thrown to the ground by Ron before he understood what happened.

Seeing his boss being beaten, Gore Crab rushed forward. When Neville saw this, he felt that Ron was going to suffer, so he also participated in the melee.

The five people fought together, and no one let go first.

Medical Wing.

Neville and Malfoy shared a bed, and both children were unconscious.

Gore Crabbe and Ron had bruises on their noses and faces. After being given medicine, they were asked to go back to the dormitory and take a good rest.

Lycoris came out of her godfather's place, took the potion and went to deliver it to Madam Pomfrey.

"Madam Pomfrey, can I really not go in?" Pansy stood at the door, begging her.

"It's useless for you to go in, Malfoy is unconscious." Madam Pomfrey shook her head, "The patient needs to rest."

Malfoy is unconscious?

Licoris's heart skipped a beat, why was he unconscious?

Over there, Pansy still wanted to go in and take care of Malfoy, but Lycoris didn't show up, she stood in the shadows.

"It's really not possible. He will return to Slytherin tomorrow. You can go find him tomorrow." Madam Pomfrey understood Pansy's feelings for her classmates, but still refused, "Go back."

Madam Pomfrey stopped pestering her and turned back to the house.

Pansy stamped her foot and left unwillingly.

Watching her walk away, Lycoris walked into the hospital wing.

"Madam Pomfrey." Lycoris said softly.

"I told you not to..." Madam Pomfrey turned around and realized it was not Pansy, but another Slytherin.

"The dean entrusted me to send you the newly prepared potion." Licoris handed the potion over.

Madam Pomfrey's face improved a lot. These children liked to fight and fight, and they were clamoring for escorts. How can you take care of others when you are just a child yourself?

She thought of the little Slytherin girl just now, who came in even though she said no.

"Thank you to Severus for me." Madam Pomfrey smiled at her. Little girls are always more likable.

"Okay, I'll pass it on." Lycoris nodded obediently, and then asked casually, "I heard someone in Slytherin was injured?"

"Yes, you Slytherins and Gryffindors got into a fight on the court," Mrs. Pomfrey explained. "Several children didn't know why. They were so angry that two of them were unconscious. "

"I've really caused trouble to you, Madam Pomfrey," Lycoris smiled apologetically, "Do you need my help?"

Madam Pomfrey thought for a while and handed one of the two bottles in her hand to her, "You go and give your classmate a medicine. I will give this to the Gryffindor boy later."

"Okay." Licoris took the order obediently and went to find her troubled classmate.

The light gold color was indeed eye-catching, and Lycoris saw Malfoy on the hospital bed at first sight.

She looked around the ward. Not far away was Hermione. When she saw her coming in, she nodded to her.

Hermione was giving Neville water, and Lycoris walked towards Malfoy.

It looks pretty miserable.

His skin was originally white, the purple color around his lips was shocking, and there were finger marks on his neck.

The boy was sleeping quietly, looking much more well-behaved than usual when he was showing off his power.

Lycoris sat on the chair next to the bed and placed the potion in her hand on the table.

The eyelashes are weirdly long.

Licoris suddenly thought, how to give medicine?

I suddenly thought of a scene from a TV series, bah bah bah! Being poisoned quite a lot.

Hold your nose and drink it.

Lycoris pinched Malfoy's nose, and he instinctively opened his mouth due to his shortness of breath.

The girl picked up the potion and poured every bottle into it.

"Cough cough cough -" the boy choked and coughed.

Malfoy coughed until his whole body trembled and he woke up with a cough.

He panted, and the gray-blue eyes he opened were water-colored, and the ends of his eyes were red.

"You...ahem...what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry!" Licoris apologized, helping the person up and patting her on the back.

With the bitter taste of medicine in her mouth, Malfoy also understood what she had just done.

"Are you going to murder me?" Malfoy glared at her.

"No." Licoris pursed her lips guiltily.

There is no value for money, it is a loss.

Malfoy recovered and realized he was in the hospital wing.

Did I win?

He looked up and saw two Gryffindors looking at him across from him.

"You! Go and drive them away!"

Licoris was speechless. Is this something she can decide?

"Let me remind you, there are also patients on the other side."

"I don't want to see them!" Malfoy looked at Lycoris, "I don't care."

He was obviously fierce, but his red eyes looked like he was bluffing.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it." Licoris stood up and pulled up the partition curtain, keeping out of sight.

"Headache." Malfoy frowned.

You are so angry that you lose your mind when you see Gryffindor. If you don't feel sorry for me, who will?

"Have a good rest." Lycoris laid down on his shoulders and covered him with a quilt.

"Why are you here? Didn't I say that I didn't want to see you?" Malfoy later realized that he had broken up with this unqualified follower.

"It's been one day since we broke up with each other, that's all." Lycoris found that she felt more confident after recognizing Professor Snape as her godfather.

"I'm talking about the future, not one day." Malfoy said harshly.

In fact, when you are sick, it is a very happy thing to open your eyes and see someone you know.

Someone cares about you, someone is willing to take care of you.

"Do you hate Gryffindor that much?" Lycoris knew Hermione could hear it, and if she too...

What is this nonsense?

What Slytherin doesn't hate Gryffindor?

"Hate! You're playing with Gryffindors, and I hate you too!"