Chapter 80

This bloody scene, plus seeing Darren's miserable appearance, deepened everyone's impression.

Slytherin committed murder!

Slytherin's Greengrass committed murder!

Madam Pomfrey was startled when she saw Becky's appearance.

When she felt the train shake just now, she started checking carriage by carriage to see if there were any wounded.

Later, hearing that Slytherin committed murder, she thought it was an internal fight in Slytherin.

As a result, she never expected that the one who had the accident was Darren.

"Oh, my child, who fired that shot? Fortunately, I am here, otherwise if it were with Muggles, you would be dead!"

Madam Pomfrey waved her wand angrily.

Such a good child, why is he always getting hurt?

"The one who fired was a werewolf, and it has been killed by me!"

Becky pursed her lips and said.

Looking at Darren's wound, she clenched her fists.

She said this guy is a little fool, and this guy still thinks she's wrong.

Heh, where is there a normal person who keeps blocking injuries for others?

Thinking of the fanatical look the boy showed before, just like looking at a treasure, Becky suddenly understood everything in her heart.

This boy likes her!

That's right, only if he likes her would he block death for her twice.

If this isn't liking, what counts as liking?

But...

It's absolutely impossible!

The Greengrass family will not agree to her marrying a Mug... ordinary little wizard.

And she is already 16 years old, while this little cub is only eleven.

They are so far apart.

When he grows up, maybe he won't like her anymore.

Becky found countless excuses in her heart for why they couldn't be together, and then let herself look coldly at Darren as soon as possible.

"Count it as me owing you another life, I will pay it back!"

"Don't think that just because you saved my life again, you can climb up to the Greengrass family."

"Some people are not what you can covet, I advise you to behave yourself!"

"..."

Becky whispered in Darren's ear, Darren... Darren didn't hear a word.

He was excitedly watching Madam Pomfrey heal his wound.

The healing in the wizarding world is obviously much more awesome than in ordinary hospitals.

That wound on his back, Madam Pomfrey only took more than ten minutes to fix, although when he was carried by Becky, the wound had already healed quite a bit.

Perhaps wait a little longer, and he would be fully recovered.

"The bullet is out, drink the medicine."

Madam Pomfrey handed him a bottle of potion, looking like the remainder of what Snape brought over last time.

"Here, if you don't want to spend the start of school in the school hospital, drink it!"

Madam Pomfrey stared at Darren firmly, obviously needing him to drink it on the spot.

Darren had a headache as soon as he saw the potion; he slept for three days after drinking a bottle last time, missing nine temporary tasks, he really didn't want to drink it.

"Don't worry, child, at worst you'll sleep for another three days, maybe this can also make you remember the word 'cherish your body'!"

Madam Pomfrey's tone was a bit unhappy; this child is really hovering on the edge of death every time, really making her, this doctor, unable to watch.

"Hurry up, drink it, don't challenge a doctor's patience!"