Chapter 107
The next day...
Hermione was discharged from the hospital. After all, what did the saying go?
It was just a fatal injury.
Draco was different. He stayed in the ward day after day as if he was dying. He refused to go to Hogsmeade when Thorne called him. He vowed to play pitiful and drive Hagrid out of Hogwarts.
"Good brother." Thorne sighed and followed the main force with Goyle and Crabbe.
It is worth mentioning that because Sirius Black restored his reputation, a godfather's signature allowed Harry to step on the land of Hogsmeade openly.
"You go shopping, I'll sit here for a while." Thorne gave Goyle the shopping list early, and then found a recliner in Hogsmeade, hugged his shoulders and basked in the winter sun, giving people a little warmth in the cold winter.
However, this beautiful scene has a different meaning in the eyes of others.
After Hermione used a random excuse to send away the two unlucky kids, Harry and Ron, she felt indescribably uncomfortable when she saw Thorne leaning on the bench alone.
She stood there for a long time before finally walking over.
"Guess who I am!" Hermione was different from her usual maturity, but she was full of childishness and covered Thorne's eyes behind him.
"...Hermione."
"Is it so obvious?" Hermione let go of her hand and sat on the bench.
"No one else here would play such a joke on me..." Thorne rolled his eyes and said.
"Okay, are you saying I'm childish?"
"...........................No."
"Do you know... silence is better than words?"
"Well, maybe." Thorne nodded.
"Chocolate, try it, bought at the Duke of Bee." Hermione handed a piece of chocolate to Thorne's mouth.
"........"
Hermione still looked at Thorne with a gleam in her eyes.
"Okay, put it in my hand." Thorne finally gave in. He was familiar with the look Hermione gave him. Dumbledore had used that look before.
However, the look of Dumbledore, an old man, was a bit disgusting, but Hermione... was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Although I don't know where Dumbledore learned to flirt, he is a tree that never blooms...................
Oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
However, when Thorne thought of those two old men, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, his expression gradually twisted into an embarrassing one.
"Does this chocolate have any other flavors? Your expression is so... twisted." Hermione asked with some doubts, and took the chocolate back to smell it, and took a small bite.
"No strange smell, eat it."
She still held the chocolate to Thorne's mouth.
"..." Thorne silently stretched out his hand to take the chocolate, but Hermione retracted her hand.
"You don't have to stretch out your hand, just open your mouth." Hermione said.
".........Then you should also switch sides, you..."
"Don't dislike me so much, right? I brush my teeth twice a day." Hermione said with a bitter face.
"Uh." Thorne wanted to run away immediately. After all, Hermione's originally fair face had a red glow at some point, and her eyes were almost full of hearts and drooling, and in this situation............
It was really hard for Thorne not to believe that there was no love potion in this damn chocolate.
"You didn't eat breakfast this morning, eat quickly!" Yin Yue had almost finished her stroll in Hogsmeade, and when she came back, she saw this scene, and immediately her eyes flashed with CP light, and she trotted two steps and said.
"It's easy for you to say! What if there is really a love potion in it?" Thorne gritted his teeth, looking at Hermione with a sickly face and the chocolate that was still wet on his mouth.
"She is famous for being law-abiding, and it's impossible for her to feed you a love potion." Yin Yue replied.
"........." Thorne took a small bite in silence.
After successfully feeding, Hermione seemed to be glowing with light, as if she had found a new world, and her eyes looked even brighter when she looked at Thorne.
And Thorne felt a little confused.
"Oh no, this girl really dared to put aphrodisiac?"
This was his last thought before he lost consciousness.
Pah.
After waking up, he felt that the environment was familiar, and subconsciously looked around, hoping that this was not the Pansi Cave that Hermione had set up privately.
But fortunately... the infirmary.
"Are you awake?" Hermione's call came from his ear, and Thorne was so scared that he sat up suddenly and carefully put the quiltThe quilt was pulled up.
"...Are you okay?"
Thorne shook his head frantically and said, "How do I know if I'm okay? What did you give me to eat?"
"Chocolate... chocolate with liquor filling. Madam Pomfrey said you might be severely allergic to alcohol." Hermione sighed and explained.
"You didn't put anything weird in it?" Thorne then wrapped the quilt up, and the wand quietly appeared in his hand.
"Really not." Hermione said patiently, slowly taking the wand from Thorne's hand and putting it on the bedside table.
"Where's the love potion? I think I might be allergic to the love potion too."
Hermione's face darkened unconsciously when she heard this, and the next moment she suddenly pounced on him like an irrational beast.
"I'll do you right now! See if I used the love potion!"
The next moment... poof!
".............Madam Pomfrey! Someone's dead!"
About ten minutes later, the external injuries had healed, but Hermione, covered in blood, sat obediently on the stool next to the bed, holding a slice of orange in one hand and feeding it to Thorne's mouth.
"................" The latter was silent for a while.
"Fuck..."
Thorne quickly ate the orange. After all, it was difficult to judge Hermione with common sense now. Although the blood on her body had not dried yet, she still had that kind of eager temperament...
Very humorous.
"Okay, you two, it's time to drink the medicine." Madam Pomfrey handed Thorne a bottle of transparent potion, and took a deep look at Hermione before leaving.
It wasn't her injuries. After working as a school doctor at Hogwarts for so many years, she could of course see that although her clothes were covered in blood, her body was not injured at all.
She was just a little curious. There were many young wizards in Hogwarts who were poisoned by alcohol, but most of them were young wizards who drank with young witches, and ended up sending the young witches to the hospital wing.
This young witch drank the young wizard and sent him to the hospital wing.
"Tsk tsk tsk... the offense and defense have changed."
Madam Pomfrey sighed.