NOVEL WEB 8.chapter 8
George was really aggrieved.
With all conscience, he just wanted to try out a new firework, but who knew it would hit this little Malfoy?
He really didn't want to cause trouble for Malfoy. He couldn't afford to cause Malfoy's family, and Al's attitude towards him was really good.
Madam Pomfrey looked at him reproachfully: "Don't always do stupid things, Mr. Weasley, whether it's sending your classmates to the hospital wing or entering the hospital wing yourself, that's not good."
"I'll tell our dad," Draco followed the threat.
"No Draco it would be too embarrassing" to tell his father that he was dyed purple by a Weasley Al would rather wear purple until Halloween
Draco was once again dismayed and looked at him speechlessly.
"I just threatened him and made him afraid. I didn't really want to tell my father."
George: ""
While she was talking, Madam Pomfrey had already brought a bottle of magic potion, handed it to Al, and said: "Pour it into the water when you take a bath and the stain will be washed away. Go ahead, kid." Then she turned to warn George: "If If I see a child with the same situation being sent to the medical wing again, I will definitely tell the professor and let them deduct points from you."
George was not afraid of deducting points, but he still said obediently: "Okay."
Al put his hood back on, said thank you, and rushed out.
He couldn't stand his new color for even a second longer.
"Hey Malfoy wait a minute Malfoy" Al fell on deaf ears.
"Alris Al"
Al stopped suddenly, turned around and said to George fiercely: "I know you very well, don't call me that."
"Oh, I'm sorry." George showed a hurt expression, "I just want to say that if you want, I can take you to Percy's prefect bathroom. I guess you don't want others to see you."
"Don't be stupid, Weasley." Al rolled his eyes at him and walked towards the Slytherin cellar without looking back. "We have separate bathrooms."
Poor George could only stand there and watch Al wrap up his robe and leave. Draco's gloating laughter could still be heard from a distance.
"That's how you should treat Weasley, Al."
"These are two different things, Draco." Al said with a small face, "If he doesn't put the prank on my head, I can consider being gentler with him."
"Then I have to thank Weasley Red Weasel for playing a prank on you."
"Draco, I will consider borrowing a dye sparkler from Weasley to dye you Gryffindor red."
“That’s disgusting”
Al squatted in the bathtub and poured half of the potion into the water. The water in the tub turned a weird light green color and looked absolutely disgusting.
Fortunately, the color on the lower body immersed in the water quickly faded. Al was relieved and poured the remaining half of the potion into it. He lay down in the bathtub and let the liquid cover his entire body. Body.
The pranks invented by these brothers are so powerful that they can dye his skin through his clothes. No wonder they will open a joke shop in the future.
So shameful. So embarrassing
Alriss Malfoy turned purple in front of everyone
When I read the original work, I thought the twins' pranks were funny, but after experiencing it himself, he just wanted to tear the twins into pieces.
Al slapped the water angrily, not wanting to think about how long he would be the butt of laughter in such a well-informed Hogwarts.
It's unfair that he was laughed at first instead of Draco
It's all George Weasley's fault
Al didn't go to the restaurant to eat that night, but asked Draco to bring him a lot of food. The delicious food soothed Al Yuzu's mood to some extent, and the strange color on his body was completely washed away. So when he got up the next morning, he was in a good mood.
Unfortunately, this good mood only lasted until breakfast.
Not long after Al and Draco entered the restaurant, they discovered that not only Slytherin, but also wizards from the other three houses were peeking at him. The restaurant was so noisy that he couldn't hear clearly what the wizards were talking about, but he knew it wouldn't be a good thing.
Alejandro grimaced again and walked straight towards the Gryffindor table.
As Al got closer to Gryffindor, the restaurant became quieter and quieter. Finally, the entire restaurant was silent. Everyone looked at Al, trying to figure out who was a Slytherin and how to go to Gryffindor. do what.
Several Gryffindors stood up warily. Al carried George's robe and walked towards the twins, who were particularly conspicuous in the crowd. George clearly realized what his purpose was, and his face turned red.
Al finally stood in front of George. He taunted Gryffindor, who was so wary that he even took out his wand, "Why, I'm afraid that I, a first-year man, will murder all of you in the pudding" and then held his hand in his hand. threw his robe to George.
"A robe for you."
This was not polite. George's head was covered by his robe, and he hurriedly poked his head out, causing a burst of laughter from other long tables; nevertheless, he still shouted at the back of Alfeng who was moving away quickly: "It's really good." Sorry, Al”
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sp; Al seemed to stagger.
He turned his head and made an angry mouth gesture toward George that looked like "Don't call me Al."
"I see he's really pissed, man." Fred gloated, bumping his brother's shoulder.
"Yeah, of course, he's a Malfoy." George shrugged. The robe in his hand had a strange smell. It seemed that he had washed his own robe. "What I'm more curious about is how he did it." Recognize which of us is whose?”
The twins turned their heads to Angelina together: "Angelina"
"No, don't start." Angelina quickly covered her face with a plate, "George is on the left and Fred is on the right."
On the other side of the long table, Harry put down the half-eaten chicken wings in frustration.
"I thought Al was going to come say hi to me."
Ron couldn't care less about his displeasure and said happily: "It's really a pity that I couldn't see Malfoy turn purple with my own eyes, but just thinking about it makes me think it's really wonderful."
"Ron" Harry scolded, "You can't laugh at Al like that, he's always been very friendly to you."
"Well, he's a Malfoy." Ron shrugged.
"Malfoy is Malfoy"
"I was wrong. They are not friendly at all."
How could the little savior be so angry and change all his views on Malfoy in just two days? It was all because of Draco snatching away Neville after he fell off his broom and left injured during flying lessons. Neville's memory ball was thrown into the air, almost causing Harry to make a fool of himself.
Although Harry did not make a fool of himself, and was discovered by McGonagall by accident, and became the youngest seeker in Hogwarts in a century, this still could not calm his hatred for Draco and Al. of anger.
For several days, he refused to speak to Draco or Al at all.
Even though Draco was very arrogant, he still noticed something was wrong with Harry and secretly asked Al: "What's wrong with Harry? Why is he ignoring us?"
"Because you broke Harry's heart." Al gloated. Although Harry refused to talk to him, that was because Al didn't stop Draco when he took the memory ball away. In all conscience, Al wanted Harry to stand out and become a Seeker. Flying was Harry's favorite sport. Harry didn't know about this, so Al was also implicated, but most of Harry's accusations were directed at Draco.
"What?" Draco's eyes widened, "What happened to me?"
"During flying lessons, you didn't give him a memory ball and still called him Potter, but he kept calling you Draco."
"What's wrong with calling Potter?" Draco scratched his hair guiltily and couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he had gone too far.
Harry seemed to really consider him a friend.
During dinner, Harry was happily talking to Ron in Gryffindor about McGonagall asking him to do Gryffindor's job with the Seeker. Although Draco pretended not to care, but from time to time he Just sneak a look at Harry.
"Why is he so happy? What happened?" He couldn't help but ask Al in the end.
"If you want to know so much, go ask." Al gnawed on his pie without looking up.
Draco looked at him angrily: "You have such a good relationship with him."
"Thanks to you, he doesn't want to talk to us at all now." Al shrugged.
Draco: ""
The proud young master of the Malfoy family felt like there were nails stuck under his butt, and he was restless. As soon as he saw Harry and Ron leaving the long table, he slipped off the table and ran secretly in the direction the two men left.
Al burst out laughing, ignoring Vincent Gregory's strange eyes and Pansy's questioning, and followed him.
"Hey" Draco blocked the corridor and called out to the two cheerful Gryffindors.
Harry and Ron's faces suddenly elongated.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly.
"I just came to see if you have been expelled." Draco said awkwardly, unable to keep his face and admit that he actually cared about Harry.
"Don't worry about it." Harry's face suddenly grew longer.
Al almost couldn't help laughing from behind, and received two glares from Draco and Harry.
"I don't know what you are laughing at, Al. Harry is ignoring you too. Don't you like him very much?" Draco asked angrily after Harry and Ron left.
"He's angry with you, I'm just passing by." Al hit the nail on the head.
"But why is he suddenly angry with me?" Draco couldn't understand at all.
"I've already told you, you didn't give him the memory ball back and you called him Potter. Harry always thought you regarded him as a friend. Even if you played a prank with Neville's memory ball, he thought you would look at him. He returned the memory ball in his face, but you didn’t. Not only didn’t you, you also called him by his last name.” Al finished speaking in one breath, and then added, “Our poor little Harry feels that his feelings have not been equal. "return"
"What and what, what feelings, repayment?" Draco interrupted him speechlessly.
"It's simple, Draco," Al patted Draco's little head that wasn't covered with hairspray, "the feelings are mutual."