Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

“I remember that someone is not going to the library to pursue any intellectual wisdom and strength? How do you stay here now?” Pansy said strangely.

“Oh, I know.” Malfoy just wanted to speak and was interrupted by Pansy’s self-talk.

“When you originally had a story, there was a supporting role that said: ‘Every woman is a book’ right?”

“It seems that you have already rummaged that mud.. Hermione, right?” Pansy wanted to say a few words that were insulting, but I wondered why forcibly stopped.

“Pansy!”

“Draco, you are really disgusting.” Pansy ignored him and turned away from his own, but the slight tremors on his shoulders exposed her mood, and soon Pansy disappeared into Malfoy’s view.

“It looks like this is not a joke.” Malfoy couldn’t help thinking. “Let her calm down and explain to her.” I thought about what to do with Pansy. Malfoy also speeded up his footsteps towards the dinning hall.

A few minutes later, Malfoy stepped into the dinning hall. A sweet, roasted pumpkin flavor dipped into his nose.

Thousands of bats fly on the walls and ceilings, and there are a thousand low clouds like a group of clouds, circling over the dinning table, causing the flames of the pumpkin to burst. The delicacies suddenly appeared on the golden plate, just like the party at the beginning of the school.

“The layout is really good.” Malfoy looked at the layout of the dinning hall.

After glanced around, Malfoy didn’t see Pansy’s silhouette, but saw Hermione, Harry and Ron talking happily at the table. Ron and Harry seemed to be very excited, holding the candy from Honeydukes.

“Hermione, you are so cool!” Ron said. “My big brother, they always don’t let me go, I know that they always have a way to steal. But just don’t bring me.” By the way, I also complained a few words about Fred and George.

Harry also echoed a few times.

Feeling Malfoy’s gaze, Hermione sneaked an “ok” gesture to him, indicating that this has been completely resolved, and smirked.

“Your friendship boat has set sail again, but my ship is sinking.” Looking at the three people who talked and the smile of Hermione, Malfoy couldn’t help but think of his status.

“Where did you go?” Malfoy always felt that he had overlooked something. “Small steamed buns should not let go of these foods.”

Malfoy picked up a pumpkin pie and was about to fill it up. Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the dinning hall, his big scarf on his head, his face full of horrified expression. Everyone stared at him and saw him walk to the chair of Professor Dumbledore, leaning on the table and panting and saying, “Troll – in the underground classroom – thought you should know.”

When he finished, he was planted on the floor and passed out.

“Damn.” Malfoy suddenly realized what he was, cursing, and immediately got up and rushed out of the dinning hall.

He finally knew what he had overlooked.

The dinning hall was suddenly in a mess. Professor Dumbledore had to make a few screaming fireworks on his wand head, and everyone was quiet.

“Prefect,” he said in a low voice. “Take the students of your house to the Dormitory immediately!”

Percy is naturally familiar.

“Follow me! Don’t go away, First Year students! As long as you listen to my instructions, don’t be afraid of Troll! Ok, follow me behind. Flashing, First Year students have to pass! Please forgive me. Is Prefect!”

“How can Troll get in?” Harry asked as they climbed the stairs.

“Don’t ask me, Trolls should be stupid,” Ron said. “Maybe Peeves put it in, to add some fun to Halloween.”

“What is he doing now?” Only Hermione noticed that Draco’s reaction seemed to be wrong.

“Pansy, where are you? Pansy?” The corridor was quiet, only Malfoy’s cry echoed.

Malfoy held the fists tightly, exposing his inner tension. He thought that he was a butterfly that moved the wings to change the process, but did not expect that he might just paint, poured into the river, but was diluted by one tributary, so that it lost its effect.

“Now Pansy shouldn’t be in the women’s toilet, because the two people are now in the dinning hall.” Malfoy’s thoughts are spinning fast.

“Then it will be strong first. Finding Troll and getting it right will be fine.” Malfoy has full confidence in his current strength.

“Here is here.” Malfoy suddenly smelled a stench, a smell of stinky socks mixed with a public toilet that had never been cleaned. He followed the smell all the way.

“Found you.” At the end of a passage on the left, a behemoth is facing away from him, and the low humming sound and the huge foot dragging on the ground make it impossible for people to notice him.

Malfoy was sighed in relief, and the light was swept away, and the heart could not help but hang up. He saw two soldiers standing under the statue of the corridor, seemingly shiver coldly.

“Lumos!” must first draw Troll’s attention.

The plan was very successful, and Troll was attracted by the light source. The scene was terrifying. It is twelve feet tall, with dull skin, gray as gray, and a large, stupid body like a pile of huge gravel with a small head of cocoa beans. Its short legs are thick like stumps, and the bottom is flat, hard and sturdy. The smell from it is stinky. It had a large wooden stick in its hand, and because of its long arm, the stick was dragging on the ground.

Malfoy slowly moved toward Troll. Suddenly, he lifted the wand.

“Reducto!”

A deep red rays of light shot from Malfoy’s wand. Go straight to Troll.

The seemingly bloated Troll has an unusually sensitive movement and intuition, a subconscious movement, and Troll turns the stick on his hand into a scapegoat. A pile of sawdust fell slowly from Troll’s hand.

“I am lucky this.” Malfoy did not forget to laugh at himself, but his hands were not idle.

“Petrificus Totalus!” Another curse flew to Troll. This time Troll did not continue the last good luck. Do not move at once. Only one big nostril is left out.

“The rest is left to the professors to solve.” Malfoy thought, then gradually walked behind the statue.

“Pansy, are you alright?” Malfoy asked in a low voice. However, no response was received.

Malfoy walked closer.

Looking down, Malfoy is startled.

The girl in front of me is not Pansy and looks a little older than Malfoy. Black hair, black hair, long hair shawl, look delicate and pretty. Because of Troll’s fright, it seems to be a little one’s head out of fear.

“Strange World’s compatriots.” Malfoy quickly came back to his senses. “I think it’s okay,” Malfoy whispered comfortably.

“Professors will come soon,” Malfoy continued. Even if it wasn’t for Pansy, he couldn’t leave a woman who had been scared by Troll before, which is not a gentleman’s behavior. Moreover, this girl also reminded him of his homeland.

“Thank you.” The girl whispered. “My name is Cho Chang. You are Draco of First Year. Right, I often hear your rumors in our house. It is really worth the name of not in vain. I easily subdued Troll.” Cho Chang’s face is red, should I was embarrassed to be saved by Junior, who is younger than myself.

“such insignificant ability, how to hang on.” Malfoy suddenly uttered a Chinese idiom.

Cho Chang looked at Malfoy with surprise. “Do you speak Chinese?”

“Of course, I admire China’s culture most.” Malfoy nodded.

Cho Chang seems to be a little excited. People who meet a native language in a foreign country can make people feel kind, and some strange and alienated feelings suddenly disappeared.

The two chatted for a while, waiting for the arrival of the professors, during which Malfoy threw a few small pieces in Chinese, causing Cho Chang to cover his mouth.

“You look more interesting than the rumors.” Cho Chang praised, and added a sentence to his heart: “It’s too handsome.”

“hehe.” Malfoy laughed a few times, apparently remembering the scene where Pansy had always said he was boring.

“Can you help me?” Cho Chang asked softly.

“I am very happy.” Malfoy bent down and extended his hand, gently holding a soft hand with Cho Chang. Pulling the arm slightly upwards, he pulled Cho Chang from the ground.

“Yeah.” It may be that sitting on the ground for a long time. After Malfoy let go, Cho Chang didn’t stand still and leaned against Malfoy’s shoulder. It seems that I am too close to the male, Cho Chang cry out in surprise, my face is covered with flushed red.

However, Malfoy is looking at the nose, his nose and his eyes, and staring at the empty aisle without squinting.

“Reparo.” Malfoy then recited a curse on Cho Chang’s calf.

“how are you feeling?”

“It’s much better now.” Cho Chang ordered nodded and slowly let go of Malfoy. The face is faintly visible just like the flush, I don’t know if it is because of shyness or because of others.

Just then, Malfoy heard a few hurried footsteps in the passage.

“Professor, I saw him walking here.” A familiar voice came.

“He won’t have anything? Right?” Another voice made Malfoy familiar.

“Child, calm down, he won’t have anything to do.” Professor McGonagall comforted the little girl next to him.

Several people were getting closer, Professor McGonagall was at the forefront, Snape followed, and the last Quirrell hurried over, and Professor McGonagall was carrying two girls.

“Mr. Draco, I think you need to give me an explanation.” Professor McGonagall pushed his glasses, his voice was cold and without a trace of affection.

Snape approached Troll and looked at it. Then he gave a comment: “Perfect Binding Curse, it’s my student.” This is obviously starting to protect.

As Quirrell screamed after seeing Troll’s fear, he fell to the ground next to his forehead chest shiver coldly.

“Professor, I just solved a Troll in the hallway. What else do I need to explain?” Malfoy indifferently said.

“Hermione student didn’t tell me that. She said she only saw you running from the dinning hall.” Professor McGonagall’s tone was still cold.

“It’s too fast to dismantle the table.” Malfoy had some collapse inside, because at this moment, he was still seeing the reddish Pansy looking at him with a worried look.

“I think I can already guess the story goes, so I am the one who needs to be saved?” Malfoy helpless smiled.

“Well, Professor, I am wrong.” Malfoy lowered his head to apologize.

“Slytherin is very deductible.” Professor McGonagall implemented his own punishment.

“But for the student to violate the rules.” Professor McGonagall touched Pansy’s head. “And one person also played against Troll. It seems to help a student.” Professor McGonagall glanced at Cho Chang and said, the tone eased. “Slytherin plus 20 points is not an example.”

Malfoy sighed in relief, suddenly felt that this old woman became cute.

“Well, the students are enjoying the Halloween dinner, and you will go back as soon as possible. In addition, I will report to Professor Dumbledore.” Professor McGonagall finally said this and turned away. As for Troll and Snape continue to process.

The next moment is the most difficult time for Malfoy to face.

“Who is this woman?” After Professor McGonagall left, Pansy pointed to Cho Chang and stared at Malfoy. Obviously, after worrying about it, it is the teacher who has pleaded guilty.

“It’s a headache.” Malfoy caressed his forehead, apparently thinking about how to answer this little vinegar jar.