Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Malfoy looked behind him and his heart trembled.

Pansy!

How did she come here?

“Dark Lord, you misunderstood, she is pure blood, she is Parkinson Family, absolutely pure blood, she is my girlfriend, absolutely loyal.” Malfoy said in a hurry.

He gave Pansy a look, as if he wanted her to come and swear allegiance.

Pansy just looked at them numbly.

“Oh, Little Draco, you are a little naive.” Riddle laughed. “Your eyes are better than the bottom of my Basilisk or the latter.”

“She is definitely a mudblood.” Riddle’s raising his hand was a curse. Malfoy was stunned, but he couldn’t stop it. What made him feel a little relieved was that the curse was not green. He can only pray that his training results are effective.

“The performance was good just now, come again!” He thought of the performance of Pansy in the common room.

“Protego!” Hermione’s subconscious block is completely ineffective. The spells actually only stopped for a short time, and they broke through this invisible barrier.

“Have you seen it?” Riddle laughed. “Polyjuice Potion? I have to say that even if you are a mudblood, Second Year can make such a potion really good.”

“So you can die after being praised by me, the mudblood that I boasted, you are the first one.” Riddle lifted wand again, this time perhaps the Killing Curse.

Malfoy on the side seemed to be in Binding Curse. He couldn’t speak. He saw Pansy’s face gradually becoming Hermione. She stood there pale, her face full of anger and despair.

All the abnormalities of Pansy just made sense.

“What about the good butterfly effect?” Malfoy snarled and thought about the next move. He couldn’t think of the story.

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“Dark Lord!”…

Hermione hiding behind the pillars was almost scared by this title and jumped up.

“Dragon Blood”…

When Hermione thought of First Year, Malfoy threatened the dragon blood they got.

“My father doesn’t want to believe the fact that you are dead. He firmly believes that the Dark Lord is impossible to die. You are the god of omnipotent. A body will not stop you.”

“So he chose to go back to the society of the wizard for the time being, to lay the foundation for your comeback. I think you already know from Lockhart’s mind that our family is very rich and can definitely help you.”

“So please forgive him for his seemingly betrayal.”

“It turns out that he has always been loyal to you know who, their father and son actually raised you know who.” Hermione felt that the previous thoughts were a bit ridiculous, she actually wanted to protect a little Death Eater, and even produced some for him. Wonderful feelings, there are still flaws.

“But why is the heart so painful?” Hermione felt that her heart was cut by a blunt knife, and the blood was flowing, but it was not immediately fatal.

“Is the day at Hogsmeade fake? Is the reminder on the note false?” she asked herself in her heart.

“Yes,” she said to herself. “He should just want to play with the feelings of a muggle wizard, so that’s it for me.”

“As for reminding, it should be that he wants us to go to life in person, and you will kill at the last level.” Don’t underestimate the brain replenishment ability of any one. Now Hermione is already a little konjac, but has to say It is quite reasonable to think about her thoughts.

She forced herself to calm down. She heard so many secrets. She wanted to leave here alive and then told Headmaster Dumbledore. As for Malfoy, she didn’t want to think about it anymore.

Poor Hermione’s flower of love is planted with the most seeds, and when it is bud, it is uprooted by someone who is inadvertently cruel and ruthless.

“You seem to bring in a tail, or a dirty mudblood.”…

But now she has been discovered, it is likely to die in the next second.

“Hey.” Riddle laughed again and said to Malfoy: “Look at this mudblood, what am she going to do?”

Hermione grabbed a few Howler in her arms and sprinkled it into the air.

invalid.

“Just praised you very smart, how is it stupid now?” Riddle mocked. “Magic items are invalid. The anti-cheat spells invented by these teachers are really good.” He appreciated this spell. It also made Hermione’s heart colder.

“Oh, it looks like this is going to be a rooster?” Riddle smiled happier, his hands clasped, like a clown looking at Hermione waving wand, completely unprepared.

invalid.

Hermione felt like she was breaking into an ice cave, and the coldness of the bones soaked every corner of her body.

She is going to die.

“Look at what you look like, you seem to think that everything has been solved by Basilisk?” Riddle’s mouth was faintly sarcasm.

“Before my faithful servant didn’t give me dragon blood, maybe I didn’t have any threats, but it’s not the same now.” Riddle looked at his hands intoxicated. “Now my body is getting closer to perfection.”

“It’s more than enough to deal with a mudblood.” He raised the wand again. It seemed to be a cat that was tired of rat. When he felt that Rat had already feared the extreme, he felt bored and prepared to eat it.

“Dark Lord, wait.” Malfoy stopped speaking.

“Well?” Riddle converges his smile, frowns, suspected looking towards Malfoy: “You want to plead for this dirty mudblood?”

“No, no, Dark Lord.” Malfoy shook his head.

“I am sorry, adult.” He went on to say, “I just forgot it.” Malfoy pulled out a bottle from his arms filled with silver liquid.

“The first battle of the resurrection of adults should not be a flaw,” Malfoy said. “This is the blood of Unicorn, plus it should be perfect and without blemish. I was so excited, I just forgot, I really should die.”

“Well.” Riddle ordered nodded. “From the perspective of vitality, this thing is more powerful than dragon blood.” His mood is more pleasant, and a little mistake under his hand is worthy of forgiveness, isn’t it? Moreover, this mistake made him even more surprised.