"Draco, the doctor said I would be discharged tomorrow, but I still can't do strenuous activities, Daddy's car can only take me to Hogsmeade, can you pick me up?—— Pansy. In a drug-filled ward, Pansy was hunched over and writing on a piece of parchment on the bedside table.

All sides of the room are painted white, which helps to maintain the patient's mood and increase the effect of healing.

After these days of recuperation, her complexion has improved a lot, and her face has a flush that symbolizes health.

"By the way, I heard that you were chosen to be a champion by the Goblet of Fire, come on!" Pansy said as she bit the shaft of her quill and added a sentence to the parchment.

was forced to lie in bed helplessly for so many days, which seemed to make her personality quieter.

"Abby!" Pansy called out the window, and a muscle, smooth-furred owl fluttered its wings and flew in, perched on the bedside table beside her.

"Get it where it should be. Pansy reached out and stroked the owl's feathers, then whispered in her pet's ear, folding the piece of paper she had just written and tying it to the owl's ankle.

"Miss Parkinson!" a young woman in a white wizard's robe walked in, and her expression immediately became serious when she saw this scene.

It seems that it should be a hospital employee with a similar status as a nurse.

"No pets are allowed in the ward! She scolded harshly.

"Abby, let's go. Pansy ignored the woman's words, but urged her owl, and the owl, named Abby, leaped down the window again and disappeared in an instant.

"I'm going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, so don't be so harsh. Pansy couldn't help but feel a little weak when she looked at the woman in front of her at this time, and then said coquettishly, looking innocently at the woman in front of her with a pair of big smart eyes.

This is a nurse hired by her father from outside, and it is said that he has a lot of experience in taking care of people, and he is not the original staff of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Diseases, otherwise Pansy would not be so afraid of her.

"Even if you're going to be discharged right now, as long as you're in the ward, you have to follow the rules. The woman walked up to Pansy, bent down, and picked up all the quills and parchment she had used.

"These things should be packed into your luggage. She said, looking at the things.

"Yes, yes, yes. To avoid her nagging, Pansy now seemed well-behaved and nodded repeatedly.

"What is this?" the woman glanced around, keenly aware of something, then bent down and picked up an irregular, shredded piece of paper from the foot of the bed, which was the usual material of the Daily Prophet, but she didn't know why it had become like this now.

"Maybe it's the sick people who left it, maybe it's my dad, I'm okay and I don't cut the newspaper and play. Pansy's face turned a little red for a moment, but she said to herself.

"Yes. The woman looked at Pansy suspiciously, but she couldn't say anything more.

"Be ready to be discharged, little girl, and remember, you can't do strenuous exercise yet. The woman shook her finger and warned.

"Got it. Pansy replied impatiently.

"Then I won't disturb your rest. The woman cleared the house again and left.

If she could keep searching the bottom of the bed, maybe she would have made even more astonishing discoveries.

As soon as the woman had gone completely, Pansy hurried to the ground, regardless of whether there was any dust on the floor, and reached under her bed.

She swept out a pile of shredded pieces of paper.

If the lady had had the patience to put the pieces back together, she would have been able to see the complete pattern.

Perhaps too bored in the hospital room, Pansy began to put the pieces back together like a jigsaw puzzle, killing the last of her time in the hospital.

After a long time, she finally put it together, staring blankly at the image above.

The above photo includes several warriors and related personnel of the Goblet of Fire, and it is worth mentioning that it seems that the two people on it seem to be a little close, and the relationship seems to be very intimate.

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On that Friday afternoon, a week before the game, the fourth-year Slytherin students didn't have any lessons.

In the Hogwarts library, Malfoy was looking for materials in front of two old bookshelves, and Professor Babling assigned each student a different level of difficulty this time, and even he could no longer solve it easily.

The course is difficult, so many students choose to change their electives, which also leads to a much smaller number of students in the class of Ancient Magical Texts, allowing the female professor to fully formulate assignments according to everyone's level.

Even Gabrielle and Fleur have it.

Write down basics such as "Invisible Beast symbolizes 0, Unicorn symbolizes 1". ”

Fleur took Gabrielle to a magical creature protection class today, and according to her, this should be her last free time since she participated in the tournament, and after that, she should be gone, and she will be busy for the Goblet of Fire.

And Malfoy finally had a rare leisure time.

These days he really understands what it means to be beautiful, and Fleur will always find him in places he doesn't expect.

"Design a magical combination that keeps people energized?" Malfoy pondered, "Laguz (the water of life?or unjo about emotion?, or petho (mystical magic)?" Malfoy's fingertips ran over the pages of an old book, his mind turning, or did he need to use the "soilo" that symbolized power and light?

The purpose of achieving is different, and the means to achieve the goal are naturally very different, the characters of the ancient magic script are not too many, but from the perspective of permutations and combinations, it is enough to derive enough combinations, this mysterious and mysterious magic text is particularly charming, enough for people to explore for a lifetime.

A fluttering sound came from outside the window, and soon a horned owl flew to Malfoy's side.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Pince, I'm going out. As soon as Malfoy looked up, he saw Mrs. Pince, who was in charge of keeping the library in order, staring at him with a look of disgust.

The lady hated people who broke the rules and regulations in the library the most, and the "uninvited guest" apparently caused a commotion.

Malfoy walked briskly towards the library door, the owl named "Abby" standing upright on his shoulder, looking alive.

In the wide aisle, Malfoy leaned his back against the railing, and with one hand he removed the letter from the owl's ankle, then unfolded it and skimmed it.

Soon, Malfoy's brow furrowed, and a smile appeared on his face, as if the letter was supposed to be good news, but the joy was only a flash, and a new question was immediately placed in front of him.