Cyrus's injuries were a little more serious than he had imagined. In Ms. Pomfrey's words:

"This arm is more broken than the dregs of tea in a divination class."

Translated, it's like being pinched for more than ten minutes.

Ginny and Hermione had planned to come and see him immediately, but were stopped by Harry and Ron. They didn't want to be crowded with so many Slytherins.

"I think you're worrying too much, Ginny. Don't forget, it's Malfoy, not ......," Ron raised an eyebrow.

Ginny reacted immediately.

By the way, Malfoy is injured, what is the matter with Mr. Riddle?

Now, Ginny and Hermione weren't in a hurry again. Anyway, Malfoy is unlucky, so what does it matter? If it weren't for Mr. Riddle taking control of each other's bodies now, they would even want to set off fireworks to celebrate!

"But he's a great flyer, and if Slytherin is back in the final, what are you going to do?" Ron was a little worried.

"Don't worry, he's not going to play a second game." Ginny said.

She knew that "Mr. Riddle" was only there to experience Quidditch, not to really like Quidditch.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, but then a strong sense of frustration followed.

The mere thought of playing against the other party was already a little withdrawn, and it didn't feel good at all to be completely defeated in the field that I thought I was good at. They waited for the Slytherin team to leave the infirmary before visiting Sellers, but left quickly.

But the next person to visit Cyrus was really beyond Sellers' expectations.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Qiu walked in with some food.

Cyrus glanced over and saw that it was pumpkin pie.

"I just met Diggory from Hufflepuff and he gave me some pumpkin pie. I thought you didn't have anything to eat, so I brought it with me. Zhang Qiu explained that she looked very shy, which was completely different from what she looked like on the field.

"Thanks, I'm just hungry." Sellers happily picked up the pumpkin pie and ate it.

He had eaten breakfast in a bit of a hurry, and had done strenuous exercise, and his stomach was already hungry. But when Harry or the Slytherin team came to see him, they didn't bring anyone to eat.

"The hand is nothing serious, Ms. Pomfrey said, and it will be fully recovered almost by night."

"That's good......" Zhang Qiu was silent for a while, "You flew really well today, and that sloth hugged the tree and rolled, it's so exciting." No one can hold out that long and still be consistent with my actions......"

"Thank you." Sellers responded as he ate. However, he obviously felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and this cute girl was twisting and pinching, which made him squirm too.

After a while, Zhang Qiu finally mustered up the courage and said forcefully, "Can you give me an autograph?" ”

"What? Signature? ”

Sellers didn't expect the other party to make such a request.

Could it be that his identity as the Dark Lord has been exposed?

No, the Dark Lord has a admirer?

Even if there were, it was a Slytherin wizard with an evil nature. Are you a Ravenclaw or a member of the D.A., what are you doing here?

"I think you're probably going to be an amazing Quidditch player in the future! So, it would be great to get your signature in advance! Zhang Qiu blushed and said, she was still a little shy, but after saying some words, she would find that it was not so difficult, "Which team will you join?" The Chadri Artillery team has not been doing very well, and what about the Irish team—"

"I'm sorry." Sellers interrupted Zhang, "I'm not going to be a Quidditch star. ”

"Oh-" Zhang Qiu paused, then laughed, "It's understandable, but it's a pity." You're really talented, it's very different from the last time you played, and to be honest, I looked down on you a little bit at first. I didn't expect you to improve so quickly. ”

Sellers pouted.

Is this progress?

This is an invitation to fight on behalf of you!

The next time Draco Malfoy is still going to be as bad as he is going to be.

Okay, it's not bad, but it's not as good as Harry. In fact, Malfoy is still talented, the problem is that he has always been pampered and pampered, and he can't endure hardship. Even if it weren't for Sellers to control the body, it would be difficult for him to keep training.

Although he had never trained in Quidditch himself, Cyrus encouraged: "If you train hard, you can do it." ”

"Thank you." Zhang Qiu stood up, "I have to go, I wish you a speedy recovery." ”

She walked to the door, then turned to look at Cyrus, "I think you're very different from what the others say, goodbye." ”

She closed the door to the school infirmary, leaving a ridiculous-looking Cyrus in deep thought with his half-eaten pumpkin pie.

'This little girl won't be obsessed with me, no, Draco, will she? ’

But soon he shook his head.

"Probably not, after all, we've only met once. Maybe it's just that I think I'm a good flyer, so I'm just a little worshipped. He shoved the pumpkin pie into his mouth and lay down in a different position.

"But if Draco's kid is smarter, it's not impossible to develop with Zhang Qiu according to the current situation." Cyrus must be heartbroken to death at the thought of Harry seeing his goddess surrounding his nemesis all day long!

But it's a pity that Draco Malfoy almost didn't put his eyes on Harry's body, how could he look at other women?

Sellers spent hours alone in the school infirmary, and it was already completely dark outside. Miss Pomfrey stepped out from behind the curtain, bent down and squeezed his arm, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, she let Sellers out of the school infirmary.

Walking out of the school doctor's room, there was no one in the hallway.

Cyrus avoided the portrait's gaze and pulled out a map of the living spots.

"I solemnly swear that I will not do good deeds."

The blank parchment opens automatically, and lines emerge to form a multifaceted map. With the exception of some hidden secret rooms, every corner of the castle is fully revealed.

He saw a lot of badgers hanging out in the kitchen, and there were almost no little wizards wandering around the rest of the castle.

On days like these, even the most energetic Gryffindors dare not walk around at night, lest they run into that terrible heir and end up murdered!

"It's even harder to attack later."

Cyrus shook his head, put the map away, and turned and walked towards the Room of Requirement.

"Let's continue to study alchemy."