No matter what weather, the Quidditch game will be played, and the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin was played in the rain, but it ended with Gryffindor winning, even with the protagonist's halo

, but I have to say that Porter has a very high talent in Quidditch.

During the game, an out-of-control storm ball interfered with Porter from beginning to end, but he not only had to avoid it, but also looked for the figure of the golden thief. Although Malfoy also discovered the golden thief in time, he could

Porter was the one who had the upper hand in the robbery, but the price was that the roaming ball broke his arm.

Porter was injured, the rest of the Gryffindor team and Mrs. Pomfrey rushed over and surrounded him, and Lockhart came over and said with a swearing look that he would make the bones grow well

magic.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lohart cast a spell on Potter with his wand. However, Potter's arm did not heal as everyone imagined, but instead turned into a rubber-like one that could be bent at will.

Porter himself stared at his arm with horror. Although he could no longer feel the pain, his arm seemed to be no longer like his own.

Mrs. Pomfrey understood at once, and she roared sternly, "oh! Merlin! You guys quickly bring Mr. Potter to the medical wings, and his bones are taken away!"

Lockhart couldn't stay at this time. He found an excuse and quickly slipped away, completely missing the confident look he had just now, and almost ran away in panic.

At the end of the game, Slytherin's morale was very sluggish. Hetty did not choose to follow Gryffindor to go to the Medical Wing. Instead, he just looked silently at Malfoy and Captain Fortling who were talking in the distance.

Malfoy's face was very bad. He was soaked all over. He followed Fortlin and returned to the rest preparation room on Slytherin's side.

Hetty had prepared a clean towel long ago. When Malfoy came back, she handed it over directly and looked at his ugly look. This was the first time she had been here for so long that she felt a little sorry for this. In the original book, she existed as a villain.

boy.

Unexpectedly, Malfoy not only did not appreciate it, but instead threw a towel to the ground, then stared at her with an extremely gloomy look, and after a few seconds, he spit out a few words, "Get out! Your Potter can win."

Now!"

Hetty was still holding the towel in hand, and was stunned for a few seconds before he took his hand away embarrassedly, bit his lower lip and turned around without saying a word and left the lounge.

Hetty understood that Malfoy had just lost the game because she lost the game, but she couldn't help but get angry. When she recalled his extremely disgusting eyes and what she said in the end, a feeling of grievance arose inexplicably.

Why did she do this? It’s because she has a better relationship with Porter?

The sky was gray, with thick ink clouds everywhere, and the rain outside seemed to have no intention of stopping, but instead became increasingly powerful.

Standing at the door, she looked at the pouring rain in front of her and hesitated for a moment, but gritted her teeth and walked out. Her long curly hair was quickly wet, and the rain slid down her hair from her forehead to her chin and her ears.

The broken hair was pressed against her face, and her robe was completely soaked by the rain and penetrated into the sweaters and shirts inside. These wet clothes became heavy on their bodies at this moment, and they were all tightly against their skin.

, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

She raised her hand and wiped the rain on her face, and ran quickly towards Hogwarts Castle, but when she was downhill, she slipped and twisted her feet and fell forward. There was no trace of it.

She fell heavily to the ground due to the inertia of the downhill, and then stopped because of the inertia of the downhill. She grinned in pain.

She slowly got up, she looked down at her palm that was already broken and was sore that she was rubbing against the ground. The rain hit her directly and made her gasp in pain. Then she limped and continued to go to the castle.

Walk away.

But she had only walked a few meters away, and the rain suddenly disappeared. When she looked up, she realized that an umbrella was covering her head. She stopped and looked back and saw Malfoy. The clothes on his body had not been changed yet, but

He wiped his hair with a towel, and his originally neatly combed back was now in a mess. His expression was full of sarcastic meaning, "I like getting wet in the rain so much?" He said that and wanted to reach out to support her.

Unexpectedly, she took a step back and wanted to avoid it, but she almost fell down again because of her sprained foot unstable. Fortunately, she was stepped forward and grabbed her arm. "Why, I want to fall again?" He used his hand

He held her with an umbrella and held her in one hand, and snorted coldly to signal her to walk forward slowly.

But she still shook his hand away, glanced at him and refused coldly, "No need to help me, I can walk by myself." She walked towards the castle step by step stubbornly, but the grievance in her heart had already spread.

Here she came, and compared to the fact that she had just experienced it, she didn't understand why she had such a big reaction, and it was not normal for her to do so.

He said "tsk" lightly, as if he was a little impatient, a hint of annoyance flashed through his beautiful gray eyes, and said coldly, "No. 1, don't waste my patience and hold the umbrella."

He said that, handed her the umbrella, and she took it, stared at the handle with her eyebrows down, and suddenly said, "It's not rare!" After that, she threw the umbrella out.

Seeing this, he was really angry, glanced at her sideways, and sneered, "Since you want to get wet in the rain so much, then just get wet! This way you can go to Medical Wing to stay with your good Potter! Disgusting

The mud breed!”

Without any hesitation, he turned around and walked quickly towards Hogwarts Castle, leaving her alone standing in place with her head down. Her eyes gradually became blurred. She sniffed until his figure disappeared before slowly returning.

After walking a few steps, I picked up the umbrella on the ground.

This was the first time that Hetty got sick when he came to Hogwarts. Although she went back to take a hot shower, she fell ill. She started to have a high fever that night and was in a daze. But she

But she was unconscious and slept very heavily. She didn't wake up until the next morning.

Herty only felt a headache, her limbs were weak, and her whole body was exhausted, as if she couldn't sleep enough. After getting up, she left the Slytherin's common room. Although she was still uncomfortable,

She doesn't want to miss breakfast, and there are classes in the morning.

There were already many students on the way to the hall. Hetty felt like he was walking, and his sprained feet were no longer as painful as yesterday, but he could only walk slowly. At a corner, Hetty was caught off guard and followed others.

When they bumped into each other, they fell to the man with a flash of sight.

It was a first-year student at Hufflepuff. After subconsciously catching the girl who was leaning towards him, he suddenly looked around at a loss and began to ask for help.

After only half a minute, Malfoy suddenly came over and wanted to take her from Hufflepuff, but unexpectedly the boy said with a naive look on his face and said, "Thank you, this girl didn't know what happened to me and suddenly fainted.

Go past."

After Malfoy took her into his arms, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the Hufflepuff, and his eyes swept over him like an ice thorn, "Get out!"

The Hufflepuff wanted to say something else, but when he saw the bad-looking followers behind Malfoy swallowed and turned around and ran away.

"This idiot! Gole, Crab, come and help me."

When Hedy opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar medical wing. After struggling to sit up, a familiar voice suddenly came from the other side. "Hedy, how are you feeling now?"

Hetty looked at the sound and it was Potter. She raised her hand and rubbed her temples to relieve her headaches. "I'm fine, what about you, Harry? Has the bones on your arms grown?"

"Well! Thanks to Mrs. Pomfrey's potion, it grew out overnight, but the process was a little bit." Potter didn't say anything more. Only he knew the indescribable pain of the bone regeneration. He had a complete pain.

One night.

"That's good, wait, why did I get to the Medical Wing?" Herty recalled carefully what happened after coming out of the Slytherin common room in the morning. She only remembered that she bumped into someone on the way to the hall, and she couldn't remember anything else.

Is it possible that she was knocked out?

Porter paused for a moment, and his expression began to become weird, "Hetty, don't you remember?" Seeing her shaking her head, he struggled for a while before explaining, "It was Malfoy and his two followers in the morning.

Take you here”

A strange silence suddenly fell into the empty room. Potter and Hetty looked at each other. The former was confused and worried, while the latter was a little joy except for disbelief.

After a while, Mrs. Pomfrey took a cup of prepared potion and came to Hedy's bed, "Come on, child, your high fever will subside after it."

Hetty took it, and the smell of liquid in the cup made her want to vomit, and she held her breath and drank it all. Mrs. Pomfrey next to her did not stop her nagging.

"Okay, Miss Granger, you can leave Mr. Potter, I'll see the recovery of your arm." Mrs. Potter explained to Herty and said to Potter

Walk to bed.

Hetty leaned against the pillow and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was almost 12 o'clock, which meant that the morning class was about to end. She remembered the unpleasant thing with Malfoy yesterday and began to worry again.

After Mrs. Pontree left, Porter thought for a while before he asked carefully, "Herty, your relationship with Malfoy seems to be pretty good?"

"No," Hetty replied subconsciously, but after that, she was silent. She pursed her lips and looked at Potter, "Harry, I know Ron hates him very much, are you?"

"I initially hated Malfoy because of Ron, but then because of you, I began to look at Malfoy again and look at Slytherin again." Porter smiled and looked at Hetty and continued, "You are right, Slytherin," said Porter.

Not all evil wizards, at least you are not. I thought Malfoy would be the same as in the first grade, but from the beginning of the second grade, he rarely came to trouble me and Ron. Perhaps it was because of yours.

, When I was in the first grade, I was always wondering why you ignored me. I was not a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff, but a Slytherin."

"I also want to know that I thought I would go to Hufflepuff, maybe I should find an opportunity to ask about the torn hat." Hetty wanted to ask the division hat clearly since she was assigned to Slytherin.

Pure blood, two doesn’t want to enter Slytherin, three doesn’t have strong enough, why?

"Or to break something?" Porter thought for a moment before he said, but when he looked at Hedy, he found that she had gotten out of bed, "Hedy, are you leaving?"

Hetty tidi tidi tidi tidi robe, checked the wand in his narrow pocket before nodding at him, "Yes, since he sent me here, no matter what it was, I think I have to thank you."

Li, you should recover from your injuries. Then I will bring Ron and Hermione to see you!”
Chapter completed!