"Oh, poor Draco!"

Mrs. Pomfrey's eyes were filled with heartache.

Without any mercy, he pried open Draco's mouth and poured a bottle of sticky bone-regenerating potion into his mouth.

Draco's upper body was wrapped in thick bandages.

There was a fever-reducing patch on his forehead.

I don’t know if it was because of the shock he experienced today, but Draco developed a low-grade fever.

Moreover, he seemed to be delirious with fever, constantly muttering things like "No!" and "Don't come near me!"

The three little ones are explaining what happened to Minerva and Snape.

Richard and Shen Yulou stood by and listened, while coaxing the baby to sleep.

"Sweetie, go to sleep now."

The little guy kept yawning in Richard's arms.

He usually sleeps three times a day, including his nighttime nap.

The whole Hogwarts was noisy today, and the little one was distracted by many things, so he didn't sleep.

Soothed gently by her father's palm, she touched her head, then her tail, and then her cheek.

The little one swayed back and forth with its nine little tails, until finally they all draped themselves over the little one's head and fell asleep with it.

"So cute!"

Richard's gaze remained fixed on the baby, causing the baby to roll over in his arms.

The nine tails were held tightly by its four paws, as if it were hugging a large doll.

The three children finished their stories one by one and quickly recounted the whole incident.

Minerva and Dumbledore both sighed.

The three little ones lowered their heads, somewhat afraid to see Snape's angry face.

These are all Gryffindor scores!

Snape was Gryffindor's mobile ATM.

This time, however, Snape had nothing to say.

After all, if they don't take action, Draco will really be bored to death.

Even though he's injured, at least he's still alive, right?

Shen Yulou and Richard couldn't help but laugh when they heard that Harry was going to give Draco artificial respiration.

He was silenced by a glare from Snape.

Let me say something fair.

Richard stepped forward and won the admiring gazes of the three little ones.

"No one was wrong in this matter. If anyone is to blame, it's just that Draco was unlucky, right?"

"After all, he suffocated because he rolled himself up in the blanket; who else can he blame?"

"I also think that their character of being willing to take huge risks rather than watch people they hate lose their lives is very noble."

Shen Yulou simultaneously gave a thumbs-up.

"The principal should give them extra points."

Dumbledore's lips twitched, and he gave Shen Yulou a look, signaling him to take Richard away quickly.

Shen Yulou was at a loss, looking at the sky and the ground but refusing to look at Dumbledore.

Well, these two are in cahoots.

Dumbledore stroked his beard helplessly and let the three little ones go.

"There's nothing more to do here, let's go back."

"Principal, will we still hold a farewell banquet tomorrow?"

Harry raised his hand, glancing at Draco.

"Yes, it will be held on time tomorrow."

All the teachers have finished grading the papers, and the scores are out.

Moreover, some teachers have travel and vacation plans for the summer vacation, so we can't delay any longer.

"You let Draco bully your classmates, now you won't dare!"

Ron was overjoyed in the hallway, feeling that Draco, that jerk, had finally been punished.

Why are you so happy?

"Anyone who didn't know better would think we did it!"

Hermione kicked him to tell him to behave.

Harry couldn't help but smile when he saw Ron's embarrassed expression.

Harry glanced at his two friends laughing and joking in front of him, then suddenly turned and looked towards the school infirmary.

Hopefully, Draco will remember the price he paid for his actions.

But it's best to forget that he wanted to give him CPR.

However, Harry felt that Draco would never forget him, no matter how hard he tried.

Harry shook his head, trying to shake off the embarrassment, and quickly caught up with Hermione and Ron.