Chapter 72 Malfoy Gets Rabies

The Malfoy family has a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years, that is, every generation of wizards, at the age of eleven, must choose a wizard of the same sex to form a fateful bond.

They seem to be enemies but not friends, but in fact they appreciate each other in their hearts and are the most suitable soul mates for each other.

This rumor... I don’t know who said it, anyway, after the end of last semester, it suddenly began to spread widely in Hogwarts.

And it is spread with details!

The rumor further pointed out that the soul mate chosen by the previous generation of Malfoy was Arthur Weiss, and the target of this generation is... Harry Potter.

This rumor sounds outrageous at first, but it is terrifying when you think about it carefully.

After all, when everyone recalls it carefully, in public places, near Potter, it seems that Malfoy can always be seen provocative... Obviously, the two are not in the same college.

For example, now, on the Hogwarts Express, Malfoy comes to Harry again.

So, everyone suddenly realized... It seems that the rumor is true, Malfoy really chose Potter as his soul mate.

Of course, this rumor was spread by Rolf. He just said it casually at first, but he didn't expect it to cause widespread discussion.

Even Malfoy was inevitably affected. He rushed to Potter on the first day of school to try to clarify the rumor.

Of course, it would be great to beat Potter up at the same time.

Why Malfoy is so happy to make trouble for Harry... The main reason is that Harry is famous and the combat power of both sides is evenly matched, not one-sided.

If the combat power difference is too big, such as Rolf, Malfoy will stay away. After all, he wants to enjoy the feeling of conquest, not to be beaten unilaterally.

But today he is destined not to enjoy it.

Malfoy and his two younger brothers rushed into the carriage not long ago, and retreated with a look of horror.

A big black dog came out of the carriage. It growled softly, not a roar, but a threatening growl.

But the huge size of the black dog was enough to scare Malfoy. He leaned against the wall on the other side, trembling with fear, and even his voice was trembling.

"You... don't come over here!"

Malfoy turned and ran, and the black dog jumped up and knocked him to the ground.

"Get it away!" Malfoy screamed, twisting and rolling wildly, "Get it away! Help!

The students stood there in a daze, and only after hearing Malfoy's shouts did they come to their senses belatedly and run quickly.

But they didn't run to save people, but turned around... and fled.

"What is that?" Neville looked terrified. "Why is there such a big dog on the train?"

Rolf frowned and said, "It should be Sirius Black, his Animagus form is the black dog."

"Why is Black on the train?" Hermione looked surprised.

"I guess he came with Harry. "Rolf thought for a moment and said, "Peter ran away. Sirius should want to catch him."

At this time, the black dog had bitten Malfoy's arm and dragged him into the toilet effortlessly, as if dragging a rag doll.

The wailing sound continued from the toilet.

Rolf was thoughtful. He suddenly turned around, put his arm on the shoulder of the ponytail girl, and said with a smile:

"Shirley, the money will be here soon... It's time to test your acting skills. Don't let it go."

Shirley instantly understood what the boy meant. Her eyes rolled and she said softly, "I know, but does this count as extra overtime?"

"Yes!" Rolf smiled and said, "Let's split it 90%?"

"You send Sniff." Shirley imitated Rolf's Zen talk and said playfully, "At least 30% and 70%."

Rolf shook his head pretentiously, holding back his smile and said, "It's too expensive. I'd better ask Hermione and Neville for help. ”

Hermione shook her head quickly and said righteously: "I won't do anything that cheats people."

Neville was willing to help, but his acting skills...even dogs would shake their heads.

"40% to 60%." Shirley narrowed her eyes and smiled brightly, and said seriously: "If you hesitate again, it will be 50% to 50%!"

"Okay, 30% to 70%!" Rolf reached out and tapped the forehead of the ponytail girl, his movements were gentle, and he smiled:

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"You are almost as money-conscious as the Sniff, and you only have a good boss like me, who will pay you overtime."

Shirley smiled at the boy and said:

"I am still thinking of hiring you as an assistant in the future. I have to save some money, and I can't rely on that little salary."

Rolf smiled knowingly and said: "I'm waiting for you... to be my boss's wife in the future."

"Okay, boss. "The ponytail girl blinked obediently.

Not twenty minutes later, there was a violent knock on the door.

After Neville opened the door, he saw Goyle and Crabbe carrying a stretcher with Malfoy lying on it.

Malfoy kept crying and made a sound similar to sobbing.

"I was bitten by a dog... Help treat the wound... Scamander..."

Malfoy looked embarrassed, but after Rolf checked carefully, the wound was not deep and not in an important part.

It seems that Sirius was very measured in his attack.

However, Rolf frowned and said helplessly:

"Malfoy, your wound is not very troublesome to treat, but..."

"But what?" Malfoy asked nervously.

"You were bitten by a dog. I saw that dog. It was a mad dog... and sick." Rolf sighed:

"There is rabies virus in its saliva. It will pass through your wound, enter your nerve cells, and then move to your brain."

"In a few days or even years, you will have a fever, sore throat, and hydrophobia. Finally, your limbs will be paralyzed until your respiratory muscles are paralyzed... and you will die of suffocation."

Malfoy's face was pale. He really couldn't control his fear. It seemed that his whole body was oozing cold from the bones.

"Please!" He shouted loudly: "Save me!"

"Rabies is a terminal illness. Even if it's me..." Rolf said regretfully: "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

"Rolf, didn't you get a new tube of medicine?" Shirley suddenly whispered: "You said before that it's very effective in treating rabies."

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!" Rolf scolded: "I only have that one set of medicine, and it was given to me by my grandfather to save my life."

Shirley looked aggrieved and muttered: "It's time now, saving people is important."

"Yes, Rolf, sell it to me quickly, we are distant relatives... My seventh uncle's aunt and your grandfather's mother are sisters..."

Malfoy grabbed the boy's sleeve and begged: "Just sell it to me."

"But this medicine is very expensive, Malfoy." Rolf sighed: "It's not that I don't sell it to you, it's that you can't afford it."

"I have money... I brought a thousand Galleons this time..."

Malfoy took out his wallet made of deformed lizard skin and poured out everything.

"One thousand is not enough."

"I'll give you this as a discount." Malfoy picked up a glass eyeball that was motionless and said anxiously, "I bought this at Borgin and Burke's for 800 Galleons."

"Then I'll take a small loss, after all, we are classmates?" Rolf sighed and said, "Shirley, bring the medicine."

Shirley took a light step and took a bottle of potion from the box. When the girl handed it to the boy, the two looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes, so they tried hard to hold back their smiles.

After Malfoy took the medicine, he hesitated and whispered, "Isn't it urine this time?"

Malfoy still remembered that when they first met, he was asked by the Mortla Rat and was tricked by the boy into drinking the urine of the armadillo.

"It's not urine, this can be applied externally, apply it on the wound." Rolf warned:

"But there is one thing I must remind you, this poison must be sucked out by Goyle and Crabbe with their mouths, and then apply the medicine."

"..."

Malfoy's face turned red, he wanted to curse but didn't dare to, he was very upset.

He had several wounds on his buttocks.

Damn Potter!

When he returns to Hogwarts, he must make Professor Snape beat the black dog to death!

Soon, Malfoy was carried away by Goyle and Crabbe.

Hermione tilted her head and looked at Rolf, supporting her chin with two fingers, and said: "You are so bad, every time you find someone to cheat."

Neville glanced at Hermione, he wanted to say... You didn't even mention the number of times you were cheated, every time you bet with Rolf, you lost, and you almost lost yourself.

Of course, Neville just thought about it and didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater, so it's fine if he cheated me." Rolf said with a smile:

"It's better for me to cheat him out of this money than to use it to help Voldemort expand his power after his resurrection."

"Besides..." Rolf pinched the glass eye with his thumb and index finger, and smiled: "Malfoy should thank us."

After a while, someone suddenly knocked on the door. Neville opened the door again and saw Draco still lying on the stretcher. He cried:

"I just forgot to say...thank you."

Rolf blinked at everyone.

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