Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Christmas is coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts School woke up from a dream and found that the snow was covered with a few feet of thick snow and the lake was covered with hard ice. Weasley twin brother was punished because they applied magic to several snowballs, letting them chase Quirrell around and squatting behind his turban. Malfoy, who heard the news, was somewhat shocked. In a sense, this was a shot of Voldemort’s face.

“No wonder these two brothers have one ear missing, one hangs directly, and it is not fun to offend the big devil directly.” Of course, this is just a Malfoy joke-like idea, actually in Voldemort’s eyes, not surrendering to him. People should naturally greet death, or include those who hinder his goals. Professor Snape is a good example, not because the undercover identity is exposed, but only to change the ownership of Elder Wand, Voldemort can kill a good at least the right face.

Thinking about it, Malfoy looked up at the window.

Several owls flew through the snow and sky to deliver mail, and they have gone through a lot of hardships. They have to recover their strength under Hagrid’s care to continue taking off. Christmas is approaching, owl is also busy, and there are too many letters of greetings.

Malfoy also received a letter from her family, and Narcissa wanted him to go home for Christmas.

Compared to going home, Malfoy feels that the school’s collection is more tempting.

“But still go back and have a place to go.” Malfoy thought of a plan he had already made.

Fingers crossed the pages of the book, and Malfoy, sitting in a corner, flipped an old book, and the yellowed paper gave the illusion that it would turn into powder after a touch.

“Restricted Section is not just about dark magic, but also black history.” He gently closed the book, and the title of the hot stamp on the cover of the book had already peeled off. There are several large characters: “The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts”

Silently digesting the huge amount of information in the book, Malfoy suddenly heard the voice of a middle-aged woman: “What do you want to look for, child?” This is the voice of Madam Pince who manages the Restricted Section.

“Nothing” This is a boy’s voice.

Through the gap between the bookshelves, Malfoy saw Harry, who was glanced around, and is now being questioned by Madam Pince.

“Then you better go out. Go – go out,” Madam Pince ordered.

Harry helpless glanced at the gap in the bookshelf, and he saw Malfoy. However, it is clear that the two have a license, one without a license, and the treatment is completely different.

Harry hated why he was not clever, and made a lie, such as looking for a fool of the past, but quickly thought that he was not good with Malfoy. If he was exposed, he might give house deduct points.

Harry walked out of the library as he thought about it, and he expected Ron or Hermione to find some new clues, but he couldn’t report much.

Things have to start from the end of Quidditch match, Hermione said she saw Snape swearing at Harry’s broom, and Harry himself said that he saw Snape’s leg hurt and contacted Hagrid’s Three-headed Dog. Several of them inferred that Snape was not good at Harry, and seemed to be stealing something that was important, so he was bitten.

Add the sh grid and say that it leaked a few times. They learned that these things were related to a person named Nicholas Flamel.

But it seems that all the clues stop here.

In Gryffindor’s common room, Hermione buried her head on the dinning table, and Ron boringly played with his old wizard chess, and obviously they still had nothing.

“I was driven out by Madam Pince,” Harry said frustrated.

“I suspect he might be a muggle at all.” Hermione gave a sigh of anger. “Otherwise, how could he not find him anywhere?”

“He is not in the “Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century”, nor in “Notable Magical Names of our Time.” In addition, his name cannot be found in “Important Modern Magical Discoveries” and “Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry”. Hermione stretched out a finger and counted the information he had already checked.

“I am being driven crazy by him.” Hermione grabbed her unkempt hair and made an annoyed expression.

“I think Madam Pince must know.” Harry took it.

“But we can’t ask.” Ron inserted the conversation. “We asked Snape and I will know that it is very unsafe.”

“When I am not there, you have to keep looking, okay?” Hermione said. “If something is discovered, send a owl to tell me.”

“You can also ask your parents if they know Flamel,” Ron said. “It’s safe to ask them.”

“It’s very safe because both of them are dentists,” Hermione said.

“I have a suggestion, let’s ask Malfoy? He has the qualification to consult the Restricted Section.” Harry said hesitantly.

“Harry, are you crazy? He’s a Slytherin! Snape, but their head.” Ron stood up and said, “And I don’t think he will tell us, right, Hermione?” Ron turned his head. To Hermione.

“I don’t know.” Hermione looked a little unnatural. Apparently she hasn’t told them that she is actually doing a good job with Malfoy.

“I don’t think he is like a bad person. We might have done something wrong in the car,” Harry said.

“You are willing to go, I don’t want to apologize to him.” Ron slammed the pieces on the board and made a loud noise.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other and apparently decided not to continue the topic.

“So you ran over and asked me?” Malfoy detached his gaze from the book and looked up at Hermione.

“You must know who he is, right?” Hermione looked at him with a pair of looking eyes.

“Is this person important to you?” Malfoy to ask a question, when already knows the answer.

“Very important.” Hermione is definitely nodded.

“But I don’t think I have the obligation to tell you.” Malfoy’s voice suddenly cooled down. “If you are a friend privately, I would like to ask you if I am happy to help you, but your two friends will obviously not be willing to accept my kindness. Don’t you think this is unfair to me?”

“Not like this, Harry is going to ask you,” Hermione explained.

“So? What about others?”

“Ron doesn’t agree. He seems to have a holiday with you. Harry can’t keep going.” Hermione’s voice was small.

“Then I think I am not busy with this, maybe they know that I told you not to believe it.” Malfoy stared at Hermione quietly.

“No, it’s not like that.” Hermione shook her head and wanted to deny.

“Well, I will tell you now, Nicholas Flamel, the only maker of Philosopher’s Stone, the greatest Alchemist, the friend of Dumbledore, is this enough? Are you satisfied?” Malfoy said: “Then, Miss Granger Here is the Restricted Section, I think you can leave as soon as possible.”

“Why is this going to happen?” Looking at Malfoy’s indifferent eyes, Hermione’s heart was filled with indescribable grievance, and the clues she just heard did not make her happy. She walked out of the library. The slight wind that had been scratched did not make her feel cold, because her heart was colder at the moment. She began to examine the friendship between her and the three people, but it was like a mess.

Looking at the back of Hermione’s fading away. Malfoy put out a long breath.

This friendship should not have existed at all. Malfoy on the train just wanted to try to change history, but it also failed. Then he decided that the well water did not make the river, but was touched by the courage of Hermione’s apology. In the second encounter of the library, looking at the sad Hermione, he couldn’t bear it, comforted her, and took her to a Hogsmeade. However, the contradiction between the house and the friends is still among them. Once they broke out, no one was spared.

“Let’s face it sooner or later, then let’s get it early.” Malfoy knows very well that this time, even if he didn’t take the initiative to provoke, there will be similar things happening in the future. If this friendship wants to last for a long time, this is a must for both. A level of confrontation.

“Friendship is the end or new student, it’s up to you to decide.” Malfoy thought so. “This wicked person will do it by me.”

Hermione expressionless returned to Gryffindor’s common room, and the temperature emitted by the fireplace made her body better. She saw Ron and Harry happily playing chess.

“I know who Nicholas Flamel is,” Hermione said calmly.

“Oh, Harry, your horse was eaten by me.” Ron was about to take down Harry’s horse. The two people who were suddenly playing chess suddenly reacted. “What are you talking about? Do you know who he is?” Harry asked in surprise.

“Hermione, you are so cool,” Ron praised.

Hermione still maintains a calm tone: “He is the only maker of Philosopher’s Stone, the greatest Alchemist, a friend of Dumbledore.”

“Philosopher’s Stone!” Ron cry out in surprise. “No wonder Snape wants to hit his idea. Anyone wants it!”

“What is that?” Harry asked Ron.

“My pair of twin big brothers originally talked about this stone. They said that if they got the gold that they couldn’t finish, they wouldn’t come back to class. Yes, they said that this stone can make immortality medicine. The person who drank this medicine will never die.”

“That all makes sense,” Harry said. “Nicholas Flamel and Professor Dumbledore are friends. He asked the professor to put Philosopher’s Stone here for a while. The Three-headed Dog must have been one of the guards. Snape tried to steal it but failed, but he was bitten. ”

“Hermione, you are a great hero.” Ron praised Hermione once.

Hermione has some unnaturally smiles.