It wasn't until Sunday afternoon that Draco Malfoy returned from the school hospital to the Slytherin common room.

The face that was almost drawn like a pig's head two days ago has improved a lot now, but the mouth is still very swollen, not to mention how ugly it is!

On the way back, many students from other colleges pointed at him, chattering, and snickering.

It's a shame.

And before that, Malfoy was treated quite badly in the school hospital.

The schoolgirl, Madam Pomfrey, knew what was going on as soon as she saw Malfoy's face.

"I really don't know, are you deaf?" she said angrily, "Don't you take to heart what Professor Grindelwald said at the opening banquet?"

Then, like a dead dog, the rough woman grabbed Malfoy and threw him into the hospital bed, and then every three hours she fed him a large jar of disgusting potion, and this miserable life continued for two full days before she allowed Malfoy to be discharged.

All in all, unbearable memories.

Draco Malfoy lived so long and was arguably the first time he had suffered such a disgrace.

......

With Crabbe and Goyle with him, Malfoy returned to his dormitory.

Matthew Wakefield wasn't here, just Theodore Knott alone at his desk, writing his papers.

Malfoy then remembered that he still had nearly seven feet of course paper to finish, which was terrible.

"This damn Wakefield!" he said angrily, and the hatred for that Matthew Wakefield in his heart increased a few points.

"Draco...... Why don't you give him a beating up and help you out of your anger?" asked Vincent Crabbe tentatively.

"I'm not going to be that cheap, boy!" Malfoy whispered.

He stood up and wandered around his dorm room as the sound of coins clashing in his pockets rattled.

Malfoy had always liked to fill his pockets with gold and silver coins, so that he would make a crisp sound when he walked, drawing the attention of those around him...... He enjoyed the envious gaze.

Hearing this voice, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a way.

A brilliant way to do it.

Definitely be able to make that kid pay enough price!

At the same time, for yourself, let out this evil breath!

It's a simple solution.

That's through the gold coins!

As the only child of the Malfoy family, when he came to Hogwarts, his parents almost gave Malfoy nearly three hundred Galleons of "pocket money".

Malfoy's idea now was to sneak a large chunk of gold coins into Matthew Wakefield's suitcase.

Then go and complain to Dean Horace Slughorn, telling him that he lost a large sum of money.

Slughorn would certainly take this very seriously.

Then Slughorn would search the dormitory, and eventually find the gold in Wakefield's suitcase.

Everyone has stolen money, so that no matter what, the hat of "thief" will be worn to death on Wakefield's head!

More likely, he might be expelled from Hogwarts directly!

In this way, Malfoy was naturally able to breathe out of the previous breath.

"Draco, Draco!" Goyle saw Malfoy stunned and quickly walked over and nudged him.

"I have a solution!" Draco Malfoy jumped to his feet, shouting excitedly.

......

As soon as he said it, Malfoy put the plan into practice.

He also told the two "followers" about this plan.

First, he took out a huge sum of two hundred Galleons and put it in a dark green wallet.

Then, he put on the dragon skin gloves that he had used in the herbal medicine class on his hands...... This is what his father taught him since he was a child, and when doing something that breaks the rules, he must remember not to leave any traces!

Then, under Matthew Wakefield's bed, they found an empty suitcase inside.

It's a pity that the suitcase is locked......

"Damn!" Malfoy looked at the lock with some hatred.

He remembered that in Charms class, the dwarf professor had mentioned some lock-picking spell...... It's just a pity that their lessons haven't been learned there yet.

Just when Malfoy was a little at a loss.

"Isn't that the key......" Crabbe grimly pointed to a key at the head of the bed.

"Possibly!" Malfoy's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly rushed over to pick up the key and give it a try.

Sure enough, the key and the lock matched.

Everything went very smoothly!

Theodore Noether looked up and glanced at Malfoy's movements, but he quickly lowered his head again, saying nothing.

Malfoy happily opened Wakefield's suitcase.

Just as he was about to put the bag of Galleons in and relock the suitcase—

Draco Malfoy was stunned.

Because at the very bottom of the suitcase, there is a book quietly.

Quaint books, old paper, and book covers made of quirky leather.

He wouldn't have looked at such a book in the basement of Malfoy Manor or in the Hogwarts library.

But now...... For some reason, the book had an inexplicable attraction for him.

It was as if a silent voice was calling to him, telling him to open the book and explore the mystery in it.

"Draco, you have to remember that kind of ancient, mysterious books are not something you can touch at all, never touch or use. Father's voice suddenly rang in Malfoy's ears.

But......

This book is that mudblood-wickfield thing.

Surely it can't have anything to do with something ancient, mysterious, or anything like that, right?

Malfoy smiled, then mustered up his courage.

Stretching out his dragon skin glove hand, he picked up the book at the bottom of the suitcase.

"Ahh

A scream echoed throughout the Slytherin common room.

......

At this moment, Matthew is in the library, looking up information about vampires.

to complete Mrs. Rozier's dissertation.

The sound of hurried footsteps disturbed the silence of the library.

"No noise in the library!" said Mrs. Pince's displeased voice.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Pince...... I have important things to do...... Something very important......" A girl's panicked voice rang out.

Matthew knew this voice, it was that of Garma Farley, the Slytherin Prefect.

It's just that he didn't expect that Farley would actually come to find him.

"Matthew!" said with an anxious look on her face after she found Matthew, "Your roommate in the dormitory, Draco Malfoy, is now dying!"