Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Chapter 335

c335 Vader’s threat

“Talk about, talk about what?”

Malfoy was a little afraid of Vader, he stammered.

Vader pointed to the blood on his sleeve.

“This injury is just an ordinary teaching accident. It happens every day at Hogwarts. You shouldn’t take this opportunity to mess everything up, right?”

If another person had told him this, Malfoy would have described his injuries as serious as possible, but Vader knew what he had done to Crabbe.

In such a nearly fatal injury, Malfoy himself was not severely punished, although he still has to go to solitary confinement every day…

Compared with that time, the wounds on his arms were indeed nothing to mention.

But Malfoy was unwilling to let it go. He pursed his lips tightly and his gray-blue eyes looked particularly gloomy.

“If I say no, are you going to say that?” Malfoy asked in a low voice.

On the hospital bed next to him, Harry looked over curiously, but didn’t hear what they were saying clearly.

A little further away, Ryan turned his head and looked over.

“Of course not. After all, Mr. Malfoy spent a lot of money on you.”

Vader smiled and said softly: “But I don’t mind letting everyone know – the heir of the Malfoy family is a good-for-nothing, except that he can call daddy, and he will cry like a three-year-old girl if he is even slightly injured. ”

“You–you dare!” Malfoy turned pale with anger.

“Why don’t you dare? Isn’t what I said the truth?”

Vader pressed Malfoy’s wand onto his quilt and continued: “You can let your school director father operate and force the school to expel Hagrid; you can also ask the Ministry of Magic to execute that hurtful beast. This is your power.”

“But I can also let the whole world know that Draco Malfoy is cowardly and timid and not a man at all… I can even let this label follow you for life. Do you want to try?”

Malfoy was stunned. His lips moved subconsciously a few times, as if he wanted to fight back, but also seemed to want to get angry, but in the end no sound came out.

His face turned pale little by little.

“Don’t worry, I just made a casual assumption.”

Wade patted his shoulder and said, “Actually, I want to tell you – if you are willing to forgive Hagrid, maybe he can take you to see the fire dragon? Maybe you can even touch it.”

“You remember that fire dragon, right? The one that was kept in the school Quidditch pitch for a while. It is still in the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid often visits it.”

“Oh, if you don’t want to go, that’s okay. I just thought that your name is also ‘Dragon’, and you might be interested in fire dragons… In fact, Hagrid has a good relationship with the centaurs and unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. ”

“As a professor of Care of Magical Creatures, Hagrid is actually quite good. So when he accidentally makes a mistake, we should give him a second chance, right?”

Malfoy was silent. His hands on the quilt were shaking slightly, but he didn’t say a word.

Vader didn’t insist on forcing him to give a positive answer now. He turned around and asked about Harry’s injuries.

“Actually, I don’t feel any pain after applying the medicine.” Harry said with a grimace, “I just feel sick in my stomach and want to vomit.”

“Don’t.” Vader warned: “What if Madam Pomfrey asks you to have another drink after you spit it out?”

“No way?”

Harry’s face changed with fear. As he spoke, he tried his best to move the potion down his chest, which seemed to be still stuck in his esophagus.

“Why haven’t you seen Hermione and the others?” Wade asked.

“It was almost time for class, and Madam Pomfrey drove everyone away,” Harry explained.

At this time, the door to the ward was pushed open again, and a red-haired head poked in.

Ginny Weasley glanced at Harry shyly, lowered her eyes and looked at the floor and said, “Professor Hagrid! Professor McGonagall invites you to go to the principal’s office!”

“W-What? Call me? Right now?”

Hagrid was chatting happily with the children, thinking about how to teach future classes. Hearing this, he suddenly returned to reality and said with trepidation. “Yes.”

Ginny Weasley replied quickly and glanced at Harry secretly, as if she wanted to ask but didn’t dare to speak.

Hagrid stood up, his head almost touching the ceiling.

“If I am expelled -” he looked at the children around him and said sadly, “I will definitely tell the new professor your suggestions.”

Michael and others didn’t know how to comfort him.

Just when Hagrid was about to go out, Draco Malfoy on the hospital bed suddenly said: “Wait!”

Everyone looked at him. He paused, and then he seemed to have made up his mind and said, “I’ll go with you.”

Ginny frowned and said, “Professor McGonagall only asked me to ask Professor Hagrid.”

“She must be here because of our injuries. As a person involved, of course I have the right to go!”

Malfoy raised his head, looked at her haughtily, and said.

Then he turned around and glanced at Vader viciously.

“Then I’ll go too!”

Harry frowned, then got up from the bed.

“No!” Madam Pomfrey suddenly came in, as if she had been preparing to prevent emergencies, and quickly pushed Harry back: “Your wound hasn’t healed yet, don’t run around.”

“But I want to tell Dumbledore the truth! If I don’t go, Hagrid might be expelled!” Harry shouted.

“No, no… your health is more important…” Hagrid said with emotion: “I… as a professor, I should indeed take responsibility…”

“But–”

“Just lie down! Dumbledore knows everything!” Madam Pomfrey said unhappily: “If you have anything to say, wait until your injury is healed. Now, don’t think of slipping away under my nose!”

Harry tried to fight, but Madam Pomfrey was not willing to compromise.

Malfoy sneered, used a [Restore to Original] on his school robe, put on his boots and got out of bed.

When he walked to Hagrid’s side, he glanced at this professor who looked like a savage, with a completely undisguised contempt on his face.

But he said, “I heard you still keep that dragon?”

Hagrid was stunned: “You mean Norbeta? She is such a good girl, really, I have never seen such a lovely child… If her mother is gone, who will take care of her…”

Malfoy: “… Her mother is also in the Forbidden Forest? Another dragon?”

Hagrid took out a dirty handkerchief like a bed sheet to wipe his nose, shook his head and said, “No… I am her mother.”

Malfoy’s expression suddenly became indescribable.

Wade looked at their backs and smiled softly. He said goodbye to Harry and was going to prepare for the next class.

When he went out, Ryan walked up to him and said, “Wade, I didn’t know you liked Professor Hagrid so much before.”

Wade looked back at him and guessed that Ryan might have heard what he had just threatened Malfoy.

He sighed softly and said, “Dumbledore will not fire Hagrid, and even the Ministry of Magic has no right to interfere with which professor Hogwarts hires.”

“But if this matter cannot be properly resolved, Hagrid is likely to go from one extreme to another – can you imagine the scene of taking care of Flobberworms throughout the third grade?”

Ryan’s eyes widened: “No way? Flobberworms are not the content of the OWLs exam! It is not the focus of our textbooks.”

“Believe me, he will.”

Wade said helplessly: “I would rather face a dragon or a sphinx in the Care of Magical Creatures class than watch our professor come over with a bucket of safe and harmless caterpillars and teach us to stuff lettuce leaves into its throat.”