Chapter 289 Enemies

Allen and Professor McGonagall quickly exited the passage. After leaving the attack range of the Whomping Willow, they retreated again and retreated far away.

After canceling the head-soaking spell and smelling the fresh and cold air in the Forbidden Forest, several people couldn't help but take deep breaths, as if they wanted to clear out the turbid air they smelled before.

This is especially true for Allen. He seems to have returned to the water after being deprived of oxygen, and every cell in his body is immersed in the fresh air.

"I can't believe it! How did they get themselves into such a mess? Why didn't they 'clean up'? Why were they lying together like this?! How much did they eat before?!" Hermione was really confused Understanding the shocking scene she just saw.

That extremely crazy and disgusting picture appeared in several people's minds again.

Allen felt that he could hardly control his impulse. He really wanted to burn the tunnel with fire and purify all the filth.

After a long time, Harry supported Ron and Professor Lupin came over supporting Malfoy - their respective wands were also found.

The two of them had been cleaned up, their faces showing an unhealthy paleness, and they hung feebly on Professor Lupine and Harry.

As soon as they met, Allen and others couldn't help but retreat and cover their noses.

Ron and Draco couldn't care less. In fact, after stepping out to breathe some fresh air, their already numb noses could now smell their own stench again.

It was really disgraceful to encounter such a nightmare scene.

They didn't even have the courage to look up and see the looks on other people's faces. The smell of him must have made them sick.

Although the sticky, hard stains on the surface of their bodies have been removed, they still feel dirty, itchy, and uncomfortable, as if thousands of bugs have crawled over them.

Draco and Ron lamented in their hearts, why would such a bad thing happen to them? Why is it still being seen by so many people?

"Everyone, I hope that no one will tell anyone about what happened today." Professor Luping suggested. As a werewolf, he knew what it felt like to be laughed at. He didn't want his two students to have the same experience as him - maybe more. Was his experience as a werewolf even more miserable?

Allen nodded in understanding. Even if he doesn't get along at ordinary times, he will not treat other people's embarrassing things as a joke and spread them everywhere.

"It doesn't matter, you just go back and take a good wash." Seeing their dejected and ashen faces, kind-hearted Hermione comforted them with a look of dismay.

"At least two hours." Luna's singing voice came out lightly.

Professor McGonagall didn't want to speak. She was usually meticulous. She was holding her breath, controlling herself not to give the two students Weasley and Malfoy a "clean water", and then tidy up their current disheveled clothes.

In this way, the group quickly returned to the castle.

Although Malfoy and Weasley wanted to sneak back into the bathroom and hide.

But McGonagall and Lupine still insisted on taking them to the school hospital for examination.

It is extremely rare for two wizards to be in such a mess!

"You can treat it, right?" Ron asked expectantly, "I won't have stomach upset again..."

"Of course." Madam Pomfrey said concisely, and then she rarely put on a mask on herself.

"This is accidentally contaminated with a powerful medicine that can cause diarrhea!" Madam Pomfrey, who was wearing a mask, said in a slightly muffled voice. "Skin contact alone caused this effect. Fortunately, you didn't swallow it..."

At this moment, Harry and Ron suddenly looked at each other and closed their mouths. They both thought of two people - the Weasley twins.

Back then, Harry accidentally saw the twin brothers secretly researching powerful laxatives, and got a map kindly presented by them.

It seems that the twin brothers poured all the residue of the medicine at the roots of the Whomping Willow, but unexpectedly they harmed their own brother.

After taking Madam Pomfrey's potion, everyone went their separate ways.

Under the strange looks of the passing little wizards, Ron and Malfoy fled back to the dormitory as if they were being tortured, picked up a change of clothes, and hurried and stumbled straight to the bathroom.

Harry looked worriedly at the somewhat nervous state of the pale Ron and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over."

Ron had the rare luxury of throwing away all his clothes - he planned to use the pocket money he had accumulated over the years to buy himself a new set and wash himself at least ten times before he felt like he was alive again. come over.

We have to get to the auditorium quickly, meal time is almost over. Harry suggested as he watched Ron take a shower to make sure nothing else happened to him.

Although Harry himself had no desire to eat, Ron clearly needed to replenish his food.

Ron twitched the corners of his mouth. Although it felt like it had been a century since he last ate, he had no appetite at all.

The auditorium was brightly lit, and Allen and Luna also rushed to the auditorium to prepare for dinner.

Allen quickly walked into his seat and was surprised to find that the long table, which was always full of food, had only messy cups and plates.

Many young wizards left the auditorium with extremely satisfied looks.

Among the food that was still intact, Alan picked out a piece of cold chicken, a roll of bread, some pies, one or two plates and a pair of knives and forks.

He had just returned to his seat in a hurry with these trophies, and all the food, cups, dishes and dishes on the table had disappeared.

"That's okay, this clean dining environment is more comfortable." Allen comforted himself.

Suddenly, Allen noticed a person sitting next to him, it was Michael.

"You missed the delicious food!" Michael happily sat on the other side of Allen.

Allen nodded, and he guessed it when he saw the scene in the auditorium.

"There are fragrant sausages from Arles, France, lobsters with bright shells, pink clams, sea urchins with thorns all over like chestnuts, and all kinds of delicious snacks..."

Michael showed off the name of the dish, and he succeeded.

Looking at the cold chicken and dry bread on the plate, Allen suddenly lost his appetite.

There was a slight smile on Luna's face, "It's a good thing to miss it." She comforted Allen in a rare way.

But Alan had put down his knife and fork.

Seeing this, Michael scratched his head, smiled mischievously, stood up quickly, and left the auditorium.

When Harry, Ron, and Draco arrived at the auditorium, the long table was clean and empty of anything, and they were the only ones left in the auditorium.

"Great, you can go back and rest." Ron breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes friends who care too much can be a burden.

Harry shrugged and was about to go back when Ron suddenly stopped.

"Hey, Malfoy!" Ron suddenly called Malfoy.

Malfoy turned to look at Ron. In fact, he also had something to say to Ron.

"What happened today -" Before Ron could finish his words, he noticed that Malfoy's face turned pale across from him.

"Weasley! Don't tell anyone!" Malfoy rarely protracted his voice and stared at Ron hard.

Then, Malfoy turned to Allen again, with a hint of weakness in his voice, "Alan, I beg you -"

"Of course, I already promised it in the Forbidden Forest." Allen made a decisive promise before Malfoy finished speaking. He didn't even want to think about the scene just now, "Don't mention it again to yourselves."

The two usually sworn enemies nodded their heads at the same frequency in a tacit understanding this time, and then discovered each other's movements - Ron and Malfoy turned their heads at the same time, trying to go out, but they bumped into each other.

They snorted and turned their heads to the side.

Both of them felt that the other person might be their nemesis, and nothing good would happen if they met him.