Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The dawn of Christmas is coming, the weather is cold, and it is white and white. Hogwarts is like the heavy silence of the snow on the ground. The dull atmosphere envelopes the whole castle. The students seem to be like the frosted eggplant, the petrified event of two or three. Let them have some unsatisfaction with the long-awaited Christmas.

Early in the morning, Harry was woken up by Hermione. He subconsciously looked at Ron’s bed. He was still empty. He sighed and thought, “We can find the murderer today.”

“I wish you a Merry Christmas.” Hermione said to him, threw the gift at Harry and confirmed the exciting news – the medicine was good.

Harry sat up and was completely awake.

“Malfoy better prays that he doesn’t do anything bad, or I won’t let him go.” Harry squeezed his fist. Then teased Ron’s pet, Scabbers, as if the owner was petrified, and Scabbers seemed a bit languid.

“Yeah.” Hermione just made a little nodded.

Just then, Hedwig slammed into the house with a small parcel in his mouth. It seemed to be a Christmas present for Harry, and Hedwig bit his bite in a very affectionate way. This greeting was much more precious than the gift it brought him.

A toothpick and a letter from a bad relative can not make people happy.

Other Christmas gifts that Harry received were much more satisfying. Hagrid gave him a big bag of fudge, and Harry decided to put it on the fire and roast it, and Hermione bought him a luxurious quill. Ha and opened the last gift, it was a brand new hand-knit sweater given to him by Mrs. Weasley, and a large raisin cake. He erected Mr. Weasley’s greeting card, and his heart was filled with a sense of guilt. He thought of Mr. Weasley’s car, which had been disappearing without a trace since he collided with Whomping Willow. He also thought of Ron lying on his bed, which made him feel more uncomfortable when he received the gift.

He saw the unopened “Flying with the Cannons” on Ron’s table. He knew it was a gift Ron was going to give him, but now he is not there.

At Hogwarts’ Christmas dinner, everyone eats with keen interest pleasure, the food is still able to divert attention, and the delicious food makes them forget the boring atmosphere.

The auditorium looks magnificent. Not only a dozen silver-covered Christmas trees, but also a thick sash composed of mistletoe and holly on the ceiling, and magic snow, warm and dry, gently falling from the ceiling. . Dumbledore led them to sing a few of his favorite Christmas carols, and after Hagrid poured a cup of eggnog, the voice became louder and louder.

“Hermione, it’s time.” Harry estimated that time is up, looked towards Hermione.

“Well.” Hermione ordered nodded.

Malfoy and Pansy were enjoying the Christmas dinner at Slytherin’s dinning table, and suddenly there was a scream in the crowd and then spread to Slytherin’s dinning table.

A pen is out of control, it is madly screaming in the sky, frantically swaying black all the ink around, and splashing everywhere, the students are commotion. It also brought long-lost anger to the auditorium. It kept moving to Slytherin’s dinning table and eventually came to Pansy.

“God.” Pansy screamed and quickly got up to avoid this “source of all evils.” But still did not dodge the black ink that was sprayed. As for Malfoy, he was thinking about his own things at the time, but he subconsciously gave himself a curse to avoid his own suffering. Pansy did not take care of him.

“Who did it?” Pansy screamed like a feathered kitten, looking at all around, trying to find the culprit, whoever encountered such a mood on this happy holiday. It won’t be good, let alone she is still eating.

“Sorry, Fred and George had a little problem when teaching me to use this pen.” Harry walked over from the crowd and bowed his head and sincerely apologized.

“Well?” Malfoy was not in the mood to manage these things. He was still thinking about how to find the opportunity once and for all, and the diary and Basilisk worked together, so he looked up slightly. Speaking to Pansy’s robe: “Scourgify.” It seems that the major event is small, and the trivial matter is ready to persuade Pansy not to care about Harry.

As a result, it is completely ineffective.

“I’m sorry.” Harry’s head was buried lower. “The ink in this pen is specially made, and the special potion can be cleaned.”

“Oh, that’s no way.” Malfoy shrugged and said to Pansy: “Let’s go find our head, I believe he has a way.”

“It’s really disappointing.” Pansy gas hu hu looked at his wizard robe filled with ink.

Malfoy didn’t have any suspicions, not to mention that he now puts all his energy into the diary. The Weasley brother’s pranks have witnessed a violent walk almost every week. It’s very common, there are always a few people in the game, now the plot It all became like this. Crabbe and Goyle were not even known where he was thrown. He didn’t know that there would be someone who wanted to cover him.

History is always strikingly similar.

Harry walked out of the auditorium with a frustrated Pansy, and then secretly gave Hermione a chance to finish. Hermione was fascinated and hurried to the girls’ room. She had to hurry and Harry could win. There is not much time left.

She didn’t have much difference with Pansy’s body, but she still stole a robes from Slytherin’s locker room, after all, the clothing between the two houses was not the same.

In the bathroom, the potion with bubbles and syrup is thick and whistling, Hermione is a little nervous. If Ron and Harry are in her, she might not be so nervous, but now she is in bed, one Is attracting attention to her.

She held the spoon with her trembling hand, then picked up the big potion and poured it into the glass she had already prepared.

The potion screams like a pot of water and is frothy. After a second, it became a subtle purple color.

Perhaps because of her similar size, Hermione, who had only slightly adjusted her body, did not suffer too much pain, but her face was slightly itchy. She went to the mirror and looked at herself.

No flaws.

But she can’t go out right now, it’s so weird, Hermione resists the eagerness she wants to go out, and walks back and forth in the bathroom. She can only choose to believe that Harry is trying to get enough time for her.

About 20 points clock, Hermione slowly came out of the girls’ bathroom. When she came out, she tried to avoid being discovered. Glanced around, she gasped and tried to calm down her. The heart is about to jump out of the chest, this tension should not be just for one reason.

In front of the auditorium, she was deep in a deep breath and touched her chest with her hand. She seemed to want to fix it there. Perhaps the distance to the truth was so close, but she felt more and more Fear, she even had the idea of ​​fleeing, but she thought of the petrified student, and one of her best friends, Ron, lying on the bed unconsciously, her hesitant heart It’s down.