Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The final exam results came out, which means that the semester is really over.

In the common room of Slytherin, the fireplace on the wall has stopped working for a long time, because the summer vacation is coming, and the weather is hot. Crabbe and Goyle are grappling with Malfoy because his grades are the first in the year, but it’s clear that he is not using himself.

“Crabbe, Goyle, okay, you can stop.” Malfoy sank his hands and made a stop. “This kind of exam doesn’t make any sense at all. You don’t have to spend time complimenting me.” He was paused, and then looked towards Goyle and said: “Your grade should be our head, the water is released, and the next time I can’t have such good luck. “”

Goyle can only be called a promise, of course, genius knows if he can understand Malfoy.

“The first thing is useless, the house cup is not gone.” Pansy, strangely, said strangely, apparently still worried about the lost house cup.

“Hey, look at the opening point. I can add 20 points first. Dumbledore can just find a head or add more to others.” Malfoy comforted.

“Cunning’s old man.”

“Well, don’t worry about these things anymore. You should plan now how to enjoy the upcoming holidays.” Malfoy chose to move the topic.

“Isn’t this the question you should consider?” Pansy asked with amazement.

“It’s over.” Malfoy felt that he seemed to be looking for the wrong topic, but he could only say: “Hey… I need to do a lot of practical work for this holiday, whether it is magic or life.” He shrugged and continued: “You know I am always strict with my father. I am not going to sponsor some brooms for the next school year. Maybe I should go to the workforce to prove something about this holiday, isn’t it?” These are of course his nonsense, but It sounds quite reasonable.

“Then we can’t see the whole holiday?” Pansy was a little shaken, but he still asked.

“Of course not, adults have rest time, not to mention that this child labor is not?” Malfoy shook his head and shook his head negatively, but his heart was thinking: “But I don’t necessarily give myself a holiday.”

“That’s alright.” Pansy reluctantly ordered nodded. “Remember to bring me a present,” she whispered.

“Of course.” Malfoy agreed very quickly.

The next day, the students set foot on the train home, their luggage was packed, and the notice was sent to each student to warn them not to use magic during the holiday. Malfoy sat in the ordinary carriage with other people. A great man from previous generations said: “We come from the masses and return to the masses.” For him, he doesn’t really like loneliness. The way home is still a bit more lively.

Trio is in a few places not far from them. “You must come to our house this summer,” Ron said. “You both come – I will send owl to invite you.”

“Thank you,” Harry said. “I really need to have a look.”

“Your family is too much.” Ron looked a bit uncomfortable.

“Actually, I am used to it, and I may have a good holiday this holiday, isn’t it?” Harry said.

“Why, are they turning?” Ron asked.

“I really think that the logic of our muggle society is right for you, Ron.” Hermione, who has been talking for a long time, spoke up. “Harry, you definitely didn’t tell them that students can’t use magic outside the school?”

“So your cousin doesn’t dare to bully you. It’s a wonderful idea.” Ron cheered. Then turned to Hermione and said, “Let’s relax, our house is first.” At this point he saw Hermione holding a magazine – Transfiguration Today. “I really can’t imagine that you are learning on the way home. What about the hair on the snuff box? Anyway, someone is perfect again and not their house cup, right? Harry.” He again Point your head to Harry.

“Ron, a little noise,” Harry whispered.

Hermione closed the book and looked up at Ron: “The house cup is a collective honor, and I will not give up if the individual can win. We can add so many points, and it is also helped by others.”

“Good, headmaster, Professor McGonagall, and even the nasty old bat, they all helped us, but they are all headmasters, teachers, can not give their house extra points, there is always no Slytherin help Let us, haha.” Ron consciously said that he had a joke and laughed first.

Hermione’s eyes dimmed, ignored Ron, and continued to look down at the book.

“Oh, Ron, sometimes I have to say, you can try to be as few as possible,” Harry reminded.

“I think so too.” Ron grabbed his mouth and felt that he had said something wrong, but he didn’t know where it was.

As for Malfoy, he played with Pansy and his friends (follow-up?) to spend the emptiness of the journey. But it doesn’t seem to be very interesting. After all, games that have been won shouldn’t be interesting. If you gamble, Crabbe and Goyle should have lost their underwear now.

“I understand why you have been away from them. It’s really boring.” Pansy said as he played a red peach, apparently dismissing the two followers.

“I think we can change a game.” Malfoy snapped a finger, and the cards on the table disappeared. Instead, they were a bunch of small squares made of material.

“What is this?” Pansy asked.

“A game from the mysterious kingdom of the East, I think this rule should be relatively simple.” Malfoy said, as for this game, everyone should be able to guess.

“It’s the East again. You really like the culture there. Even the stories that were originally told are also there. Now it has changed to such a game.” Pansy’s tone is sour, Malfoy’s keen Perceived the mismatch between her tone.

The latter words made him realize that someone was jealous again.

“So you are not interested in her because Ravenclaw is easterner? Was the last hero saving the beauty planned long ago? I know that both of you will definitely have a common language,” Pansy continued.

Malfoy can only sigh: “Don’t underestimate the woman’s ability to associate.” Helpless went on to say: “Now let’s pass the time first, the rule is…”

I have to say that this game has its reasons for the long-term success of tc. In a short time, even Crabbe and Goyle are playing around. Pansy’s attention is no longer on jealousy, but is transferred to the district. Ten small long squares.

“You can’t play this game at all.” After a few losers, Pansy whipped up the gang.

“They have been losing, you are boring, they are lucky, and you feel bad.” Malfoy felt a headache.

“So the next game wants you to help me.” Pansy is a threat to the evil.

So the scene on the table soon became a one-sided slaughter.

“I won again!” Pansy excitedly pushed the cards in front of him, but suddenly found that they suddenly disappeared.

“Dear Pansy, although it may disturb your interest, but I want to say that we have arrived.” Malfoy patted his hand and let several people’s attention shift to him. Several talents found that the train had already Stopped.

“Okay.” Pansy smirked and accepted the reality reluctantly. Obviously she hadn’t used the came back to his senses from the big table at the table.

“Well, I will bring you something more fun next time.” Malfoy spoiled the head of Pansy.

“Let’s let go.” Pansy hurriedly opened his hand and his face was a little red. It seemed a bit embarrassing. Normally, this kind of relative movement was done when there was no one around, which made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Then Malfoy helped Pansy get out of the car with his luggage. Although he didn’t say it, but Pansy looked at his eyes, he still knew that the girl was reluctant to him. “But I am really busy this holiday.” Malfoy was actually a bit tangled. “Forget it, take a step and see one step.” He said to himself.

After the car, Malfoy saw the Lucius couple on the platform, both of whom were waving to Malfoy, and Malfoy strode toward them.

“Pansy, I haven’t seen you grow a lot in a year.” Narcissa’s attention was clearly placed on the girl beside Malfoy. “How, Little Draco didn’t bully you at school? If he bullied you, tell me, I will help you clean up.” Narcissa is very keen to match his son. As for Pansy, she is also very satisfied, pure blood, each other. The father has a relationship, and it looks very obedient, isn’t it?

“He is very good to me.” Pansy lowered his head and said with a blush.

“Of course, gentlemen are inherited,” Lucius added.

“How, do you want to come to our house first, little Pansy?” Narcissa sent out her invitation.

“No, thank you for your invitation, but my father also came to pick me up.” Pansy shook his head and pointed to Hector, who was still looking at the other side.

“Then I will not force it anyway. Anyway, summer vacation should have enough time.” Narcissa did not insist, and then said: “Go ahead, don’t let your father wait for an emergency, wait until he is afraid to think of his daughter. Who was turned away?” Narcissa teased her.

Then Hector and Lucius naturally met again, and after greeted the cold, they returned to their homes with their own children.

It was a twisting and twisting experience. The Malfoy family walked out of the fireplace, looking at the familiar layout of the home, and the gorgeous carpet underfoot. Malfoy knew that he was home, which means his holiday plan was official. Start.

“The first task is naturally you.” Malfoy clenched a small bottle in his pocket and whispered to himself.