Chapter 261 Blood Curse
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
"Astoria is already in St. Mungo's at this time, accompanied by Madam Pomfrey." Eli didn't offer comfort, but just told the truth.
Judging by the tense looks of Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall, Astoria's situation was more serious than he had imagined.
Daphne suddenly turned her head and stared at Eli for a while, her face was a little scary, and the next moment, she ran away from the school infirmary.
All the while, Draco didn't even look up.
Yi Lai pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, first looked at him for a while, but seeing that he didn't respond, she slapped him across the face.
"Don't act like this, complaining that Ai Ke can't do anything, do you still want to let her down?"
Although Astoria didn't say anything and they didn't ask, Eli could also guess that it was because of Draco that Astoria didn't join Dumbledore's Army in the first place, and it was also because of Draco that he suddenly joined. Raco.
More than Lucius, she wanted Draco to make a firm decision on his own.
She has always been weak and considerate in front of Draco, thinking of everything, and it really took her too much courage to force Draco in this way.
Draco understands this better than Eli, which is why he is so decadent now.
Draco shook his head slightly, but didn't look up immediately.
Eli frowned, Draco is what Astoria wants to see now?Where is what they want to see?
If he couldn't cheer up now, how could he be a decisive Malfoy?
"You really don't understand why Astoria is torturing herself like this? Look at your appearance, how can you be worthy of others."
Eli's words were a little harsher.
There was a sob, and Draco's shoulders trembled slightly.
"I'm not good enough for her...", hesitating, Draco whimpered.
"So you just let her efforts go to waste? Are you really going to be a worrying child all your life? Do you really care about her? "
Eli sent out a barrage of questions, trying to wake Draco up.
Draco raised his head abruptly, the most conspicuous being his red eyes.
"Of course I care about her, I want to lie in St. Mungo's instead of her now!" Draco roared, his mournful voice was particularly stinging in the empty school infirmary.
Indeed, today's events made many people feel pain, and unfortunately, Draco was one of them.
Family ties and self-choices have been tormenting him since the beginning of this semester.
He still remembered his father's shrewd and calculating appearance when he asked him to approach Eli and the others in the back room of the family.
It was completely normal for such an expression to appear on a Malfoy's face.
But there has always been a question in Draco's mind - what exactly does his birth mean.
Born with a golden key in his mouth, the power of wealth and magic allowed him to have too many things that people would never have in a lifetime or a few lifetimes.
But at the same time, he doesn't seem to be qualified to have the friendship or some simple feelings that ordinary wizards don't cherish very much.
Is this the price of rich and powerful?
In the past, before meeting these friends, he followed his father's teaching and didn't think that pure friendship is such a valuable thing. As long as it can benefit himself, there is nothing that cannot be used, and there is nothing that is not Disposable.
After meeting these friends, he was shaken, as if he had suddenly discovered a treasure he had never discovered before.
It turns out that friendship is so beautiful.
But the facts do not allow him to be nostalgic, since he is already in a wealthy family, but in order to not bear to see his parents in pain, he must also dedicate himself to the family.
But the inner strength is not easy to be changed by the outside world, even if it is deliberately suppressed, it will remain in the bottom of my heart.
When friendship becomes a tool, what about Astoria?Where are the parents?Is there only me left in this world?
How sad.
Draco's current appearance is not the same as that homeless man in Knockturn Alley, sad and hateful.
Seeing Draco's painful appearance, Eli sighed long, such persecution would only bring more pain to Draco.
He cast his eyes out of the window, trying to let the flowing clouds outside take all this away.
Neither of them spoke, only the sound of Draco sobbing in the school infirmary.
When the daylight gradually dimmed, several people appeared at the door of the school doctor's office.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron found this all the way, but when they came in, they saw Draco's decadent appearance, so they couldn't help but lighten their steps.
Eli also noticed the few people who came in, and gave them a look. They looked at Draco with some concern, but they didn't know where to start.
Maybe it was tired, maybe it was emotional, Draco finally raised his head slowly.
Seeing that look, Ron couldn't help frowning, it was so embarrassing.
Perhaps because he was too involved, Draco looked a little dazed when he saw the group of people standing in front of him.
"I think you should have something to eat." It was Ron who spoke, he was a little unnaturally looked at by the strange eyes of the crowd, but he shrugged again, "Dinner is already over."
Then I saw Ron take out a sandwich that was squeezed into pieces by the pocket and wrapped in a bag from his pocket.
"I was going to take this back to the dormitory as a supper to fill my stomach." Ron still had a painful face, and handed the sandwich to Draco.
Looking at the sandwich being delivered to him, Draco's mind was still in a state of confusion, and he picked it up by accident.
"Eat something, the school's craftsmanship feels a little better than my mother's."
"May I tell Mrs Weasley?"
"Can you keep me alive?"
Several people were amused by Eli and Ron, but Draco just stared at the sandwich in his hand.
Open the bag, where did he eat such crappy food as the young master of the Malfoy family?I have never seen it.
However, when the package was opened, the vague aroma immediately whetted his appetite.
Gobbling it up, Draco completely abandoned his usual aristocratic mannerisms.
"I'm really hungry," Hermione whispered.
"It looks delicious." Ron seemed to be drooling.
"Can your idea not be so unique every time?"
"Actually, I also think it's quite fragrant." Harry also said.
Hermione was speechless, completely unable to understand the brain circuits of these two, so she could only look at Eli.
"Ahem..." Eli was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I didn't eat..."
"..."
The sandwich was eaten by Draco in a few bites, his mouth was still full, and he swallowed hard.
After eating some food, Draco finally regained some color. Although he was still haggard, he looked better than before.
Everyone looked at Draco expectantly, waiting for him to say something.
Draco lowered his head and pondered for a while, "I'm sorry for you."
Hearing this, Ron snorted coldly and said, "I'm really sorry for telling that old toad our secret, but we still believe in you."
Draco raised his head in astonishment and said, "I didn't sue."
"Who else could it be? You are the leader of the investigation team."
"It's really not me, why should I do it and not admit it."
Eli also knew that Draco probably wouldn't lie at this time, after all, he had just admitted his mistake.
"Okay, Draco won't lie at this time, whoever reported it to Umbridge will know in due course." Then Eli looked at Draco again, "But I hope you tell me now, What happened to Astoria?"
The Cruciatus Curse was not cast by Voldemort, and it would be painful for a while to hit it. Madam Pomfrey would not be in such a hurry. The real reason was the "special circumstances" that Professor McGonagall refused to mention.
Draco's eyes suddenly dimmed again, "It's a blood curse." His voice was very low.
"Blood Curse?" Hermione exclaimed.
"The Greengrass family has such a hereditary disease, each generation of Greengrass will have at least one Blood Curse inherited from the previous generation."
Eli's face darkened.
The Blood Curse is an extremely weird and vicious curse, not only harming one generation, but the entire bloodline.
People under the blood curse would not live long at all. Such a curse uses blood as a carrier, and at the same time, it will gradually affect the blood, and then affect the entire body function.
Judging by the tense looks of Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall, Astoria's situation was more serious than he had imagined.
Daphne suddenly turned her head and stared at Eli for a while, her face was a little scary, and the next moment, she ran away from the school infirmary.
All the while, Draco didn't even look up.
Yi Lai pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, first looked at him for a while, but seeing that he didn't respond, she slapped him across the face.
"Don't act like this, complaining that Ai Ke can't do anything, do you still want to let her down?"
Although Astoria didn't say anything and they didn't ask, Eli could also guess that it was because of Draco that Astoria didn't join Dumbledore's Army in the first place, and it was also because of Draco that he suddenly joined. Raco.
More than Lucius, she wanted Draco to make a firm decision on his own.
She has always been weak and considerate in front of Draco, thinking of everything, and it really took her too much courage to force Draco in this way.
Draco understands this better than Eli, which is why he is so decadent now.
Draco shook his head slightly, but didn't look up immediately.
Eli frowned, Draco is what Astoria wants to see now?Where is what they want to see?
If he couldn't cheer up now, how could he be a decisive Malfoy?
"You really don't understand why Astoria is torturing herself like this? Look at your appearance, how can you be worthy of others."
Eli's words were a little harsher.
There was a sob, and Draco's shoulders trembled slightly.
"I'm not good enough for her...", hesitating, Draco whimpered.
"So you just let her efforts go to waste? Are you really going to be a worrying child all your life? Do you really care about her? "
Eli sent out a barrage of questions, trying to wake Draco up.
Draco raised his head abruptly, the most conspicuous being his red eyes.
"Of course I care about her, I want to lie in St. Mungo's instead of her now!" Draco roared, his mournful voice was particularly stinging in the empty school infirmary.
Indeed, today's events made many people feel pain, and unfortunately, Draco was one of them.
Family ties and self-choices have been tormenting him since the beginning of this semester.
He still remembered his father's shrewd and calculating appearance when he asked him to approach Eli and the others in the back room of the family.
It was completely normal for such an expression to appear on a Malfoy's face.
But there has always been a question in Draco's mind - what exactly does his birth mean.
Born with a golden key in his mouth, the power of wealth and magic allowed him to have too many things that people would never have in a lifetime or a few lifetimes.
But at the same time, he doesn't seem to be qualified to have the friendship or some simple feelings that ordinary wizards don't cherish very much.
Is this the price of rich and powerful?
In the past, before meeting these friends, he followed his father's teaching and didn't think that pure friendship is such a valuable thing. As long as it can benefit himself, there is nothing that cannot be used, and there is nothing that is not Disposable.
After meeting these friends, he was shaken, as if he had suddenly discovered a treasure he had never discovered before.
It turns out that friendship is so beautiful.
But the facts do not allow him to be nostalgic, since he is already in a wealthy family, but in order to not bear to see his parents in pain, he must also dedicate himself to the family.
But the inner strength is not easy to be changed by the outside world, even if it is deliberately suppressed, it will remain in the bottom of my heart.
When friendship becomes a tool, what about Astoria?Where are the parents?Is there only me left in this world?
How sad.
Draco's current appearance is not the same as that homeless man in Knockturn Alley, sad and hateful.
Seeing Draco's painful appearance, Eli sighed long, such persecution would only bring more pain to Draco.
He cast his eyes out of the window, trying to let the flowing clouds outside take all this away.
Neither of them spoke, only the sound of Draco sobbing in the school infirmary.
When the daylight gradually dimmed, several people appeared at the door of the school doctor's office.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron found this all the way, but when they came in, they saw Draco's decadent appearance, so they couldn't help but lighten their steps.
Eli also noticed the few people who came in, and gave them a look. They looked at Draco with some concern, but they didn't know where to start.
Maybe it was tired, maybe it was emotional, Draco finally raised his head slowly.
Seeing that look, Ron couldn't help frowning, it was so embarrassing.
Perhaps because he was too involved, Draco looked a little dazed when he saw the group of people standing in front of him.
"I think you should have something to eat." It was Ron who spoke, he was a little unnaturally looked at by the strange eyes of the crowd, but he shrugged again, "Dinner is already over."
Then I saw Ron take out a sandwich that was squeezed into pieces by the pocket and wrapped in a bag from his pocket.
"I was going to take this back to the dormitory as a supper to fill my stomach." Ron still had a painful face, and handed the sandwich to Draco.
Looking at the sandwich being delivered to him, Draco's mind was still in a state of confusion, and he picked it up by accident.
"Eat something, the school's craftsmanship feels a little better than my mother's."
"May I tell Mrs Weasley?"
"Can you keep me alive?"
Several people were amused by Eli and Ron, but Draco just stared at the sandwich in his hand.
Open the bag, where did he eat such crappy food as the young master of the Malfoy family?I have never seen it.
However, when the package was opened, the vague aroma immediately whetted his appetite.
Gobbling it up, Draco completely abandoned his usual aristocratic mannerisms.
"I'm really hungry," Hermione whispered.
"It looks delicious." Ron seemed to be drooling.
"Can your idea not be so unique every time?"
"Actually, I also think it's quite fragrant." Harry also said.
Hermione was speechless, completely unable to understand the brain circuits of these two, so she could only look at Eli.
"Ahem..." Eli was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I didn't eat..."
"..."
The sandwich was eaten by Draco in a few bites, his mouth was still full, and he swallowed hard.
After eating some food, Draco finally regained some color. Although he was still haggard, he looked better than before.
Everyone looked at Draco expectantly, waiting for him to say something.
Draco lowered his head and pondered for a while, "I'm sorry for you."
Hearing this, Ron snorted coldly and said, "I'm really sorry for telling that old toad our secret, but we still believe in you."
Draco raised his head in astonishment and said, "I didn't sue."
"Who else could it be? You are the leader of the investigation team."
"It's really not me, why should I do it and not admit it."
Eli also knew that Draco probably wouldn't lie at this time, after all, he had just admitted his mistake.
"Okay, Draco won't lie at this time, whoever reported it to Umbridge will know in due course." Then Eli looked at Draco again, "But I hope you tell me now, What happened to Astoria?"
The Cruciatus Curse was not cast by Voldemort, and it would be painful for a while to hit it. Madam Pomfrey would not be in such a hurry. The real reason was the "special circumstances" that Professor McGonagall refused to mention.
Draco's eyes suddenly dimmed again, "It's a blood curse." His voice was very low.
"Blood Curse?" Hermione exclaimed.
"The Greengrass family has such a hereditary disease, each generation of Greengrass will have at least one Blood Curse inherited from the previous generation."
Eli's face darkened.
The Blood Curse is an extremely weird and vicious curse, not only harming one generation, but the entire bloodline.
People under the blood curse would not live long at all. Such a curse uses blood as a carrier, and at the same time, it will gradually affect the blood, and then affect the entire body function.
