[HP] love

When Hill woke up, it was already evening.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, he felt that he had a very bad dream, which caused him to have a splitting headache.But the moment he opened his eyes, he thought he was still in a dream, but he actually saw Lucius Malfoy standing by the bed, looking at him worriedly.

"You're awake." The moment they looked at each other, Lucius immediately withdrew his worried expression and returned to his usual haughty expression. "If you're not really interested in Quidditch, don't sit that close."

Thinking of Draco's expression when he took the seat, Hill was silent.

"Hill," seeing that the other party didn't respond, Lucius' expression showed a hint of helplessness, and he tried to lighten his tone, "I would have the Ministry of Magic evacuate the dementors, if I had known you were so sensitive to them , I would never agree with Fudge's suggestion."

"You don't need to think about this at all, Mr. Malfoy." Hill pursed his lips, feeling a little at a loss in his heart, but the words he said were still unreasonable, "This is just a manifestation of my fragility."

"It's just the opposite of what you think, sir."

A voice broke into the conversation between the two, and Hill looked up to see his butler, Stuart, standing in the shadows of the room.He looked at the butler suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

"Under the influence of the dementors, there will be such a strong reaction, but it is actually related to your bloodline, young master." Stuart walked out of the darkness, with a worried expression on his face.

Hearing the word "bloodline", Hill glanced at Lucius subconsciously. He didn't understand why Stuart mentioned his bloodline in front of Lucius, and he didn't know this secret that only the Patriarch could know. How did the old housekeeper know.

"Master Joyce told me." Stuart saw through Hill's doubts at a glance, "I signed a magic contract with him, and the condition is to protect you, Master Hill, and finally complete the bloodline of the nightmare." At this point, he paused for a moment, as if to give Hill some time to accept, before continuing: "As for Mr. Malfoy, I think he is the one who should know all of this the most."

Lucius raised his eyebrows involuntarily, which he did out of habit when he was thinking.

Seeing Hill and Lucius looking at him, Stuart sighed, "Actually, if it wasn't for Mr. Malfoy, Master Joyce would not have told me about this. According to the young master's idea, if I was the one who guided Master Hill to complete the alchemy of the human body, perhaps the birth of the real nightmare bloodline would not be triggered. But people are not as good as heaven..."

Seeing the inexplicable look in the old butler's eyes, Hill felt an ominous premonition.

"Continue talking." Lucius ordered calmly.

"If Master Frieda's human body alchemy is the prerequisite for the emergence of the bloodline, then Mr. Malfoy's magic power is the cornerstone for filling the bloodline. Especially, after you have an actual relationship..." Speaking of this, Stuart glanced at the two of them with some embarrassment, and then said slowly: "Or it can be said that it is because of your relationship that when Mr. Malfoy injected magic power into your body, young master, the bloodline of Nightmare was activated."

"There is no need to explain these," Hill suddenly interrupted the old butler, "you just need to tell me what is going on with the dementors."

"Because Nightmare's ability is to create dreams, and Dementors are just the opposite, so..."

"So the dementors will absorb Hill's power." Lucius interrupted suddenly, his expression was extremely serious, and he looked straight at Hill, "Hill, I will warn Fudge to kill the dementors as soon as possible." Removed from Hogwarts."

"I don't think this is any of your business, Mr. Malfoy." Hill tried to remain calm.

"No, this actually has a lot to do with me, doesn't it, Mr. Stewart?" Lucius glanced at the old butler standing beside him out of the corner of his eye, "I think what your butler might want to tell you is , if I don't continue to replenish my magic power, then your bloodline will not be fully stimulated."

Silent Stuart acquiesced to the message.

As early as when his butler narrated the incident, Hill already had bad guesses in his mind.Now it seems that it is exactly as I imagined.He pursed his lips and remained silent without speaking.

"What's more, we still have a common problem, that notebook, don't we?"

Hearing this, Hill suddenly raised his head and looked at the person he had been trying to avoid all this time. He thought he would see a threatening expression, but he didn't expect to see only sincerity in Lucius' eyes.For a moment he was even a little annoyed, this kind of emotion has rarely appeared in his life since he was 14 years old!At the same time, there was a trace of despair in his heart. Perhaps, the pious man in front of him really stopped in his life, and he couldn't drive him away again!

"I agree with your previous proposal, Mr. Malfoy." Don't start, and don't look directly into the eyes of the other party, Hill chose to give in after thinking for a while, "I will share with you the research results on those things, if you want If it counts."

"Of course!" There was a smile on the corner of Lucius' mouth, he was obviously in a good mood, "However, I would prefer you to call me Lucius."

Pretending not to hear him, Hill quickly changed the subject: "I think Draco must be very worried, where is he?"

Although he felt a little regretful about not continuing the topic just now, Lucius replied immediately and cooperatively: "I just sent him back, I believe he will come to visit you tomorrow morning."

"Everyone get out! The patient needs to drink medicine!" Madam Pomfrey's voice suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of the door opening. She stood at the door with a serious face, facing the invincible Lu Xiu like a fighter. Si Heng looked coldly and motioned for them to leave quickly.

"Then, I'll take my leave first." Lucius smiled at Hill with a slight regret, made a gesture of writing a letter, nodded to Madam Pomfrey, and then walked out of the room gracefully .

The moment the door closed, Hill breathed a sigh of relief.But before he could really recover, a bottle of potion was handed to him.

"Sedative potion. I think you need it, son." Madam Pomfrey said seriously, she stared at Hill to take the potion, opened it and drank it, and her face softened a little. "God knows when those bloody dementors will be kicked out! I think you and Potter should avoid them, they affect you too much."

"Potter? Is it Harry?" Hill asked with some doubts.

"Yes, he just drank the medicine and fell asleep." Pomfrey nodded his head to the left, "it's right next door to you. Poor boy, he fell from the sky, luckily the professors caught him! Seeing that Hill seemed to be asking something, she immediately stopped her and said, "Okay, Stoke, you should go to bed! If you don't want to continue to help me brew the tranquilizer, it's best not to get hurt again!"

With the effect of the potion, Hill soon fell asleep.

"I wanted to wait until you woke up yesterday, but Madam Pomfrey drove us away!" Xiaolong pouted involuntarily, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"It's already evening when I woke up, do you want to accompany me in the medical wing?" Hill asked back.

"If it's possible, of course it's fine! Besides, you can also see the horror of Scarhead!" Speaking of this topic, Draco seemed much more energetic.

"I really don't know why you always pay so much attention to Harry." Hill said helplessly.

"I'm not paying attention to him!" Draco retorted sternly, "I just hate him! He's just plain annoying. You know, his broom got shredded by the Whomping Willow, that couldn't be worse Great! And the way he fell from the sky..."

"Draco, are you really here to help me pack my things?" Hill asked, staring at him.

"Okay... I know you like Potter, but you can't deprive me of the fun!" Xiaolong sat down on the chair beside the bed with a sad look. "Then let's talk about something else." After thinking for a while, he decided to change the subject, "I saw a big black dog by the Black Lake this morning, and it couldn't be more desolate, it must be from Gryffindor Pets! Only they can raise this kind of stray dog!"

As soon as he heard the word "big black dog", Hill immediately remembered the one he had seen. He still hasn't forgotten the look in the eyes of the black dog at that time.This is the first time I have seen such a humane Gohill.

"Gol still wanted to lure it with things, but it was almost bitten by a dog. Later, Grubb threw a stone at it, and it ran away." Xiaolong showed a regretful expression on his face, obviously feeling that his companion this morning Performance is unsatisfactory.

"Hill, it's time to go!" At this time, Alan's voice came from outside the door. He came to visit Hill immediately after the sixth grade was over. "Professor Snape's Potions class in the afternoon, I think he doesn't want you to be absent."

"Yes, I think so too." Hill got off the bed and followed the two out of the hospital wing. When passing by Harry Potter's bed, he heard the noise of the Gryffindors behind the curtain.Draco snorted quickly, as if he wanted to say something, but held back with difficulty.

"I really can't figure it out. You don't want to go to the Ministry of Magic or Saint-Germans in the future. Why do you want to take the Advanced Potions class? Even if Professor Snape is our dean, he won't open the back door for you in the class , isn't it?" Allen really didn't understand Hill's course selection.

"Because alchemy uses it, and I think it's very interesting." Hill replied with a relaxed face.

"Indeed, potions are very interesting!" Xiaolong agreed immediately.

Allen looked at the two friends who thought the potion was interesting, and decided not to speak anymore.