"Have you been smashed?"

Draco tugged at Lin An's wrist and carefully examined her from head to toe.

Lin An naturally had no injuries on her body, but her face was pale and her expression was a little dazed, which was very different from her usual confident and proud appearance.

The little boy inevitably became nervous, and his lips were pursed at this moment, and his pale face became darker and darker.

"I ......" Draco only felt his throat dry, and every word he was about to say fell heavily on his chest, so he couldn't open his mouth - he was a Malfoy!

Malfoy was born proud, and could never have been as ...... as he is Such......

He gritted his teeth.

But in the end—

"I'm sorry," Draco squeezed the words almost between his teeth, "I didn't mean to say that, it's just that I'm too angry, trolls are really dangerous. And you're obviously injured, damn Potter, why—"

Draco looked up and saw Lin An's eyes staring at him in a daze.

The look was complicated, he couldn't tell what he felt, he just felt as if his heart was being grabbed hard, and then he struggled louder and louder.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

It was as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

But Lin An stepped forward and hugged him deadly.

Her chin rested against his shoulder, the inky cashmere vest unexpectedly soft to the touch.

Her voice was as light as a dandelion in the wind, and if she didn't care, she would soon disappear.

"Draco, thank you for being with me. Thank you for taking me so seriously."

She finally admits that no one in the whole of Hogwarts cares more about her than Draco than Harry, who had an earlier fate.

"You're so nice."

She muttered, letting go of her weakness and attachment at the moment, and then hugged the little boy's shoulders more and more hard.

Draco was stunned for a long time before he slowly reached out and pressed her back.

Then, he heard his solemn promise, "Don't be afraid, Lin An, I'm a Malfoy."

……

The hug that night was like a dragonfly on the water, and soon, the slightest ripple disappeared without a trace.

Life at Hogwarts was as regular as ever, with morning self-study, classes, concentrated homework, evening self-study, and then going to Professor Snape's office to work on potions materials.

Of course, the morning and evening self-study here is all about Lin An giving a small stove to the new students - she now has a strong sense of belonging to Slytherin, and she can't help but feel a sense of urgency at the thought that Harry will get a golden snitch plus one hundred and fifty points at the Quidditch field, as well as a bonus point for the Philosopher's Stone.

But, fortunately, the urgency is the heart, and her review class is more calm.

To be honest, after the troll incident, Lin An felt a little arrogant-

After all, she has only been in contact with magic for a long time, how did she have the courage to teach everyone?

She was even a little worried that she would lead everyone astray.

Until one day, Lin An plucked up the courage and brought the "Eucalyptus" he had prepared to Professor Snape.

At the moment, she was dealing with an extremely strange potion ingredient - the blood of a poisonous leech.

Oh, my God!

The medicinal materials of the wizards are simply more unreasonable than traditional Chinese medicine, and compared to them, what Zihe Che (placenta) and Ming Yusha (bat feces) are not worth mentioning.

Professor Snape first habitually mocked, "Miss Linan, who is out of the limelight, will have such a cautious day."

Lin An cheekily bowed his head and pretended to be ashamed.

However, he eventually took over the simple teachings.

Snape then frowned.