Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Time flies, it’s almost two months since I came to Hogwarts.

Today’s Malfoy is very excited, can use a word – happy to describe him, even when eating, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

“Don’t get a license, happy to be like what.” Pansy next to him is using a knife and fork to deal with the smoked fish in the dish.

“This is just a license. It represents knowledge, wisdom, and power!” Malfoy is as calm as today. Said loudly.

“I think you should put your plate over there.” Pansy pointed to the site of Ravenclaw.

Due to the excellent performance in many subjects, Malfoy finally got the free right to borrow most of the library books today, no need to ask Madam Pince.

Some books contain powerful dark magic that has never been taught at Hogwarts. These books are only available to students who have advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you want to see this part, the student needs the permission and signature of the teacher to borrow.

For him now, the range of books that can be borrowed has once again expanded, except for some isolated treasures or some too dangerous black magic books that need to be asked. Other books are unobstructed for him.

“I see you can’t concentrate on class today.” Seeing Malfoy’s excited look, Pansy started her poison tongue again, apparently very dissatisfied with him.

“I didn’t see you so happy when I was with me.” Pansy was a little unbalanced.

“You are right, wait for the class.” Malfoy tried to calm himself down, apparently not listening to the tone of Pansy’s words.

However, it is clear that today’s class Malfoy is somewhat absent-minded.

The last class in the afternoon was Herbology, and Malfoy rushed to the library after class. Zhi Shou’s Professor Sprout doubts that the effect of his lecture today is not very bad.

“I don’t know if Sorting Hat is a problem.” A group of Ravenclaw students are whispering. “If he is our house, this year’s house cup should be ours.” Obviously this news has spread to several houses.

“What’s so good, don’t you have a good grade?” Ron in Gryffindor’s common room is a bit rough.

“I think we should think about how to apologize to Hermione. This is the most critical.” Harry shifted the subject.

“Apologize? Wingardium Leviosa!” Ron suddenly shouted. “Did you see her look like it? We seem to be mentally retarded in her eyes.”

“Ron, enough, you know she doesn’t mean that.” Harry interrupted Ron. “I think you must have seen her crying too.”

“What about that?” Ron’s face was a little uneasy. Obviously, it is not a proud thing to cry a female child in any situation.

“We will apologize to her for the banquet on Halloween. I know you are just a hard mouth,” Harry said.

“I have done it. I apologize.” Ron had some intolerance on his face.

Malfoy is now walking through the bookshelf.

The history of Hogwarts has been so long that some places on wooden bookshelves have begun to decay, giving off the smell of rotten wood. Some books have been dusty for too long and are already covered with dust.

Malfoy is looking for some of the hidden knowledge he wants. He glanced quickly. The two feet follow his line of sight and keep moving.

He stopped and stood in front of one of the oldest bookshelves.

“It’s you.” Malfoy pulled out a book, and the cover of the book was a bit fuzzy, with a thick layer of gray on it, making it difficult to see the title.

“Scourgify !” Malfoy used magic.

The book looks better, but the words that are obscured by the erosion of time still don’t become clear.

“Enough,” Malfoy thought.

“Right, it looks like it’s going to go back soon. It seems to be an important day.” Malfoy didn’t care much about these activities, but today everyone seems to be a little excited. Both the teacher and the students are talking about it enthusiastically. Pansy seems to hint at him a few times in the morning. Say what candy pumpkins and the like.

“Halloween!” Malfoy seemed to think of something suddenly.

“It seems to be a key node of the plot, yes, Troll!”

Malfoy was thinking, suddenly feeling that his back was hit hard.

“I’m sorry.” A familiar female voice came from behind.

“Isn’t this the protagonist of today?” Malfoy looked back, and a unkempt curl came into his eyes. Whoever would be Hermione, her eyes were a little red, and she just cried.

“Isn’t this a Gryffindor’s all-in-one? It seems that you are not in a good mood today, and who is it with you?” Malfoy to ask a question, when already knows the answer.

In the past, Malfoy had heard a theory that some people tend to be strong in front of familiar people, and instead of unfamiliar people will remove Protego/Armor. It seems to be confirmed today.

Hermione’s eyes suddenly had a thin mist, and she said, “They all said that I like to please the teacher. On the Charms, Ron also said that I was like a nightmare. I just wanted to remind him that his spells were not right. Why do they say this to me?” Hermione is like a sudden explosion.

“The group of people in your house have been calling me mudblood, this nickname is annoying!”

“Do you want to see me now a joke now? The only place I can be proud of in front of you is gone!”

Malfoy was a bit stunned because he thought they were not acquaintances. Hermione’s weak performance now makes him feel that his current career should be a psychiatrist. To take responsibility for enlightening her.

“cough cough.” Malfoy coughed.

“So as Slytherin’s best year of the year, I think I can apologize to you for the students who are not in the house.” Malfoy was slightly ill.

“Then, I want to express my apologies. I hope you can enjoy your face, how about Honeydukes Sweetshop? Today is Halloween.”

Hermione was sluggish, apparently she said that the words were purely venting their emotions, just wanting to drive him away and calm down. But I did not expect him to apologize not only for being angry but also for himself.

“Are you not angry?” Hermione’s voice suddenly weakened.

“I think since a Gryffindor has the courage to apologize to a Slytherin, then I can’t look too stingy. Isn’t it?” Malfoy apparently mentioned the last time.

Hermione was silent for a while and suddenly whispered: “Hogsmeade can only go on Saturday, and the permission of Third Year and the teacher.”

“There are only places in the World that you are willing to go and there is no place to go.”

“Gryffindor’s courage should also include breaking the rules.”

“Maybe you can break into the rules and be able to mingle with them, right?”

“Come with me.” Say Malfoy lifted his leg and left.

Hermione seemed to have made up her mind, and she slammed her leg behind Malfoy.

Gryffindor’s students within the body are born with risk factors, aren’t they?