Chapter 457
Invitation
Chapter 457 Invitation
Wade didn't have many classes on Thursday, just two overlapping elective classes in the morning, a herbal class in the afternoon, and an astronomy class in the evening.
However, because he had to take time to attend the alchemy course with Professor Murray, Wade got up early and went to the school infirmary to pick up the wolf cub.
As always, he saved the long corridor and stairs in between, and instead rode his broom slowly along the window, arriving outside the window of the school infirmary a minute later.
Wade put his hand on the window and cast a silent and wandless unlocking spell. The lock on the inside turned half a circle silently. He opened the window and was about to go in when he suddenly heard a voice -
"Ah!" Malfoy screamed, and it sounded like he suddenly jumped up on the bed.
Wade paused, thinking he might have found the wrong window.
He was about to turn around and leave quietly when he heard someone else talking inside.
"Good morning, Draco." A girl said in a slightly flirtatious voice, "I'm sorry, the way I woke you up seemed a little rough."
"Are you crazy? What are you doing?" Malfoy said angrily. "My bed is all wet! Madam Pomfrey will be here soon!"
The other people in the room laughed together, with a mocking tone, as if they thought his reaction was very childish.
Wade cast an Disillusionment Charm on himself, hovered outside the window and looked inside.
Five or six students stood around Malfoy's bed, vaguely seeming to surround him. Malfoy jumped off the bed, all wet, looking a little embarrassed.
Vader took a look, wrote down a few names, and then his eyes fell on the only person he knew.
Caryl.
He was a few years younger than the others, but he was not short, and there was no sense of incongruity standing among them.
Wade suddenly felt that he hadn't seen Khalil for a long time... In fact, if you count the time, they had talked before the holiday, but after just over a month, he felt that Khalil had changed a lot.
His originally round face had become much thinner, and his eyes had become calm, as if he had suddenly grown several years older, and even had a sense of vicissitudes of life.
At this moment, when everyone else was laughing, Khalil had a dull expression, with his eyelids drooping, as if he had not yet woken up.
"Don't make such a fuss, Draco." Another boy said with a smile: "This kind of problem can be solved with a small spell. Didn't you learn it in Charms class?"
He waved his wand and the water on the bed disappeared, leaving only a faint trace of water.
"Sorry, I don't need to learn these...what is it? Household magic? What, your family can't afford a house-elf?" Malfoy sneered.
The boy stopped laughing, but he didn't get angry either. He shrugged and said, "Not every family can make the wealth left by their ancestors continue to grow like Malfoy did, instead of squandering it all."
"What? There really aren't any house-elves left?" one of his companions asked in surprise, with a kind of naive innocence that was not familiar with the world.
"There is one, but Blue is already very old." The boy explained: "Although my mother allowed him to reproduce, you know... this kind of thing is not that easy."
"Okay, don't mention those mean house-elves. I feel sick just thinking about their faces." A girl said arrogantly, "Draco, you haven't been to the party for a long time. Why, do you want to quit?"
"Don't you know? I've been in detention! It's all because of the magic you taught me... the damn Gut-Eviscera Curse! I'm going to be in detention for a whole year!" Malfoy said very dissatisfiedly.
The boy hurriedly stopped him and said, "Shhhhhhhhh! Keep your voice down! Do you want to attract Madam Pomfrey?"
Someone else laughed and said, "You can't blame us for this. I warned you long ago that this magic is dangerous, but it's very refreshing to use - isn't it? Aren't you happy when you use it to take revenge on the traitors?"
"Happy?" Malfoy said stubbornly, "I'm almost sick to death!"
"Okay, I still have to go to class." The arrogant girl said, "Malfoy, we have a party at the old place this evening. If you want to attend, just use the excuse that your injury has not healed yet to ask for a day off. Of course, if you want to quit, you only need to..."
She paused, smiled and said, "...Tell me."
She smiled meaningfully, as if to say - if you dare to quit, I'll twist your head off.
After a moment, Malfoy's voice rang out in the room: "...I'll be here."
"So much the better."
A group of people filed out, and the boy at the back even took away a bag of Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans in front of the bed.
Malfoy stood by the bed, clutching the ring tightly in his hand, with an uncertain expression.
Wade didn't look any further. He turned the broom lightly and left the window.
He remembered when Malfoy injured Crabbe and his parents rushed to the school to deal with it.
Dumbledore punished him with a year's detention, which was the longest time ever spent in detention by a student.
The elder Malfoy did not raise any objections, but simply entrusted the matter to Professor Snape. At that time, Draco Malfoy should have felt relatively relaxed, because Snape's preference for him was obvious to all.
But the fact is just the opposite. Draco Malfoy's detention this time is extremely severe. Every day he is in detention except for classes. He can only ask Professor Snape to give him some time to finish his homework during the detention period.
It is said that Professor Snape will help him look at his papers during the confinement. If it were any other professor, this would be a rare learning opportunity, but with Snape's style, Draco Malfoy was probably suffering mental torture every day.
I heard that there were several times when he went back crying.
Now think about it... Although Dumbledore, Malfoy and Snape do not have exactly the same positions, their attitudes on this matter should be consistent.
They all used detention as an excuse to force Draco Malfoy to cut off ties with people he shouldn't have associated with.
But now it seems that Draco Malfoy himself doesn't think so.
When Weed entered the ward where the wolf cubs were resting, he had already made up his mind.
He objectively wrote down the process on parchment, copied it in two and turned it into a paper crane, then watched the pale yellow paper crane flap its wings and fly out of the window.
One flew to the headmaster's office and the other went to find Professor Snape.
Draco Malfoy's party tonight probably won't go smoothly. I wonder if that small student club will be shut down by the professors.
While Wade was leaning against the window and watching the paper crane fly away, the wolf cub on the hospital bed had already turned over and got up, secretly opening the curtains a little, and secretly looked at him through the gap with his round eyes.
Vader suddenly turned his head, startling the wolf cub, who shrank back into the bed with a grunt.
"Hello." Wade did not approach, but asked gently: "My name is Wade Grey. How do you feel about your wound?"
After a moment, the little wolf poked its head out from behind the curtain again.
"Much better." He said in a childish voice, "Thank you for saving me... Where is this place?"
"The Hogwarts infirmary. Come on, I'll take you back to the Forbidden Forest."
Wade stretched out his hand, and the wolf cub hesitated for a moment before he pushed his whole body out. Wade grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up to hold him. He cried out in surprise, and his limbs tightly hugged Wade's arm, and his tail became stiff.
"What's your name?" Wade asked as he walked out.
"Morris," the wolf cub said. "Morris Holden."
"How old are you?" Vader asked.
"I'm two years old," Morris said proudly.
Wade was a little surprised, he thought the little guy was only about three or four months old.
He vaguely remembered that ordinary wolves were almost mature at the age of two, but this young wolf had the feeling of a child in both appearance and speech.
Perhaps this is also the influence of human blood - the childhood period is longer, but correspondingly, the lifespan must be much longer than that of ordinary wild wolves.
"If I send you to the Forbidden Forest, do you know how to get home?" Wade said worriedly, "Don't let any monster capture you again."
"Of course I can, I was just careless!" Morris argued loudly.
As he spoke, Wade walked out of the ward and then paused.
Khalil stood in the hallway against the wall, looked up, smiled, and said, "Good morning, Wade."
"...Good morning." Wade closed the door and asked, "Don't you have classes in the morning? Why are you standing here?"
"I was waiting for you," Khalil said. "You were outside the window just now, right? I felt it."
"Feel it?" Wade raised his eyebrows: "Did you hear it?"
"Haha, that's right." Khalil laughed twice and turned his gaze to Morris: "Is this little guy your pet?"
Morris shuddered slightly and buried his head in Wade's arms.
"No, I picked him up from the forest." Vader did not hide it: "He was injured. I brought him to Madam Pomfrey for treatment."
"Oh, we met in the Forbidden Forest yesterday evening, right?" Caryl said with a smile, "I thought I had a good relationship with Professor Hagrid, but I didn't expect that even a guy like Malfoy received an invitation, but I didn't."
"Hagrid promised Malfoy a long time ago, before you came to school. And Hagrid always does things as he pleases," said Wade.
"Like raising a dragon illegally?" Khalil said enviously, "That's great... You can do whatever you want, and even if you make a mistake, someone will cover it for you."
Vader glanced at him and asked, "Did anything happen during the holidays? You don't look...well."
"Maybe he had too much fun during the holidays and hasn't recovered yet... or maybe he didn't get the Christmas present he wanted." Khalil looked at Wade and said meaningfully.
Wade was slightly embarrassed when he heard this.
He didn't give Caryl a Christmas present, but when he returned from the Gray Castle, he found Caryl's present among the gift boxes - a daily planner and a small bag of cookies.
It was very ordinary and normal, so normal that Wade, who had been examining it for a long time, felt like a fool.
Of course, he didn't eat the cookies, so he left them on the shelf as a decoration. There was plenty of space in the closet anyway, so he didn't have to worry about them taking up space.
"Speaking of which..." Khalil suddenly asked, "Are the cookies I gave you delicious?"
"…Not bad." Vader said vaguely.
"Haha, don't force yourself. I know it's very different from what my mom used to make." Khalil said with a smile, "Wade, do you still remember? My mom is a good cook. You loved the cookies she made the most when you were a kid."
"Of course." Vader nodded.
"But my favorite is the seafood chowder... She would add cream, a little bay leaf and lemon, and it was so delicious that I could swallow my tongue." He said with a nostalgic look, "Unfortunately, the vampires are not sensitive enough to taste. Recently, the seafood chowder she made is not so delicious."
Wade's heart moved, and he turned to look at Khalil, not knowing whether he said this intentionally or was just chatting casually.
"By the way, since you didn't accept my invitation during the Christmas holidays, why don't you come to my house next weekend in Hogsmeade? My parents bought a house in Hogsmeade, and they really want to meet you."
Khalil said enthusiastically: "My mother will cook a big table of delicious food, you can bring a few more friends."
Wade frowned and asked, "Your parents?"
"Yeah!" Khalil said with an unchanged smile.
Wade was puzzled: "Khalil, after all this time, you really didn't notice..."
The boy opposite him stopped smiling, his scarlet eyes looked cold and hateful. But this cold expression lasted only for a moment, and then he lowered his eyebrows and smiled like a mask.
"Please, Wade, you owe me this." Khalil said humbly, "You didn't accept my invitation last time. Please agree to it this time. Otherwise, my parents will definitely be angry with me... Please."
Wade looked into his eyes for a long time, then nodded slightly.
"Great!" Carle immediately showed a happy smile, and said complacently: "Haha, I knew you would be soft-hearted! Don't go back on your word! I'm going to have breakfast!"
He waved his hand and walked briskly towards the auditorium, while Wade turned in another direction and walked down the side stairs.
Only then did Morris carefully raise his head. He rolled over in Wade's arms and looked up at the wizard who had saved him.
The boy's gray eyes were lowered, with an indescribable sadness and pity.
"Vade?" Morris whispered, resting his front paw on Vader's arm.
"Ok?"
"That man just now... he smelled of blood and seemed very dangerous... you'd better not get close to him and don't accept his invitation." Morris said seriously.
Vader just said, "I know."
"what?"
"I know he's a vampire. It's just that..."
Wade walked out of the castle, looked at the dark forest in the distance, and swallowed the rest of his words.
Morris thought for a while, didn't hear the words after "but", patted Wade's arm with his paw, and said:
"I don't know why, but my dad once said... He said bad things won't stop happening just because you try to avoid them, but as long as you keep moving forward, you'll eventually get out of the quagmire."
Wade smiled and said, "You are very smart, Morris, and your father is also a wise man. But I... I am clumsy in some aspects."
Looking back at the majestic castle, Wade sighed and said, "It seems that this time, I will cause trouble for Professor Dumbledore again."
(End of this chapter)