Draco took Lin An's wrist and looked at her carefully from head to toe.
There were naturally no injuries on Lin An's body, but her face was pale and her expression was a little dazed, which was very different from her usual confident and proud look.
The little boy inevitably became nervous. At this moment, he pursed his lips and his pale face became darker and darker.
"I..." Draco felt his throat was dry, and every word he was about to say fell heavily on his chest, making him unable to open his mouth - he was a Malfoy!
Malfoy was born to be proud, and he could never be like this... like this...
He gritted his teeth.
But in the end——
"I'm sorry," Draco almost squeezed out these three words through his teeth: "I didn't mean to say that, it's just that I was too angry. Trolls are really dangerous. And you are obviously injured. Damn it."
Potter, why-"
Draco raised his head and saw Lin An looking at him blankly.
The look in his eyes was very complicated. He couldn't tell what he was feeling. He only felt as if his heart had been violently grabbed by someone, and then the struggle became louder and louder.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.
But Lin An took a step forward and hugged him tightly.
Her chin rested on his shoulder, and the touch of the dark cashmere vest was unexpectedly soft.
Her voice is also as light as a dandelion in the wind. If you don't pay attention, it will soon disappear.
"Draco, thank you for staying with me. Thank you for taking me so seriously."
She finally admitted that no one in the entire Hogwarts cared more about her than Draco, who was destined to be Harry.
"It's so kind of you."
She murmured, letting go of her weakness and attachment at this moment, and then she hugged the little boy's shoulders that had not fully grown up harder.
Draco was stunned for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand and pressed her back.
Then, he heard his solemn promise: "Lin An, don't be afraid, I am a Malfoy."
…
The hug that night was like a dragonfly on the water. Soon, the little ripples disappeared without a trace.
Life at Hogwarts is as regular as usual, morning study hall, classes, focused homework, evening study hall, and then go to Professor Snape's office to deal with potion materials.
Of course, in the morning and evening study halls here, Lin An is the one who makes little fuss for the new students - she now has a strong sense of belonging to Slytherin, and the thought of Harry getting the Golden Snitch plus 150 points on the Quidditch pitch
, and the magic stone added points, she couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.
But, fortunately, what was pressing was her heart, and her review sessions became more calm.
To be honest, after what happened with the troll, Lin An felt that he was a little arrogant——
After all, she had just been exposed to magic for a short time, so how did she have the courage to teach everyone?
She was even a little worried that she would lead everyone astray.
Until one day, Lin An mustered up the courage to show Professor Snape the "lesson plan" he had prepared.
At this moment, she was processing an extremely weird potion ingredient - the blood of poisonous leeches.
Oh my gosh!
The medicinal materials used by wizards are even more unreasonable than Chinese medicine. Compared with them, Ziheche (placenta) and Mingyu sand (bat excrement) are not worth mentioning.
Professor Snape first made a habitual sarcastic comment: "It turns out that Miss Lin An, who is in the limelight, will be so cautious one day."
Lin An shamelessly lowered his head, pretending to be ashamed.
However, he finally accepted the simple lesson plan.
