Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Of course, this is just a small episode. After all, it’s normal to be so noisy and invisible, although it’s not the reason for Malfoy.

“You missed the separate house ceremony, which is a pity.” Malfoy shrugged.

“I don’t care about it anyway, I have to divide it into several houses.” Pansy is not so concerned about the case of separate house.

“Right, how did you get back?” Malfoy curiously asked.

Pansy pointed to the upstairs and blinked and said: “The privilege is more than just you.”

Hogwarts’ Floo Network is rarely connected to the outside world, just as some of the supercomputers of the muggle World are not connected to the Internet, so that the invasion of foreign enemies can be completely eliminated, but there are always exceptions. This Pansy should have been approved by the headmaster and cancelled. The restriction uses the Floo Network.

“Although very fast, but really disgusting, I still prefer to take the train.” As if I thought of the feeling of turning around at that time, Pansy’s expression was entangled.

“Less frowning, old!” Malfoy patted her head. Then he said, “I will give you the gift tomorrow. For it, I am still working for half a holiday at Gringotts.”

“What is it?” Pansy’s eyes Winky/glittering brightened, apparently some expectations.

“Confidential.”

“Cut.” Pansy turned his head and was dissatisfied with the answer. “I won’t hang people, give it.” She said as she pulled out a beautiful little box from her pocket and handed it to Malfoy as if she were reluctant.

“Thank you,” Malfoy said. “If you are dizzy, go to sleep. It feels really bad.”

“Yeah.” Pansy nodded, apparently tired, and then went to the female bed of Slytherin.

Not long after, the unbearable school songs are over, which means that all students should return to their house’s common room or go back to the bedroom.

Malfoy went straight to Gryffindor’s long table.

“What is he doing here?” Hermione felt a slap in her heart.

But Malfoy is not looking for her, he is now standing in front of the two brothers of the Weasley Family.

“Hey, this is not the little Young Master of the Malfoy family.”

“Looking for us to do something prank?”

George, Fred de brother’s tone asked.

“Be a trade,” Malfoy said faintly.

“What transaction?” The two brothers said in unison, although the relationship between the two is not good, but no one will be able to get through with the money, Ron may, but the twin brother who is tempered to jump off is not necessarily, maybe they also want to take this opportunity to slaughter Someone can make a decision?

“The more you make this thing, the better. This is a deposit.” Malfoy gave them a list and left some gold galleons. They ignored them and agreed to leave.

“rooster howler?” Fred asked a look at the list. “George, what do you say is this?”

“I don’t know.” George shook his head. “Maybe this little Young Master needs this to get him to get up?” George thought he had a what a joke, but no one responded to him. He didn’t feel embarrassed, and then said happily: “But I know that our research funding is sufficient.”

“Well.” Fred also squeezed his eyebrows, and both brothers showed a smile. It was clear that the Weasley brother, who had sufficient funds, would make Hogwarts jump.

“Let’s better than nothing, after all, it’s not real, and it’s just a foreign object.” Malfoy left the only way to think of it, he didn’t have any mood to go to the common room, and went straight back to the bedroom.

As for Gryffindor’s common room, it’s busy now, most of the students haven’t slept yet, and Ron and Harry have brought the atmosphere to a climax after entering, and obviously their examples have been spread to students’ ears by various channels. Maybe it’s ghost, maybe Peeves.

“My younger brother, how did you do it? You should also call us back at the time,” George asked.

“I really think you can join our mischief, and we lack creativity like you,” Fred said.

Others cheered Harry as if he had done anything.

“Are you really Accio?” Hermione interjected, some unbelievable, and a bit harsh, just like Professor McGonagall.

“Don’t give us a class.” Ron said impatiently. “We didn’t give house deduct points anyway, it was not a school at that time.”

“This is not a question of deducting points. Do you know how dangerous it is.” Hermione’s voice was high.

“Okay, aren’t we good?” Ron stretched out his arm and slammed his foot, indicating that he had no problem at all. Then asked Harry: “Is it right?”

“Ron, don’t say it,” Harry whispered, rubbing Ron with his hand and turning his head to one side. Ron immediately noticed that his most boring big brother came over and it seemed that he had to rebuke them. So they quickly found an excuse to return to their bedroom from the spiral staircase.

After returning to the bedroom, they were warmly welcomed by the roommates. Neville looked at them with a look of adoration. The two of them now feel that the punishment just was nothing, and they are somewhat proud. Of course they don’t know that there will be a rather horrible howler waiting for them tomorrow morning.

The next morning, four house students ate breakfast at their corresponding long table with a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickled herring, a slice of bread and a dish of eggs and bacon.

“I didn’t expect that I would be late for me alone.” Pansy talked to Malfoy, and Malfoy told her about the “feats of the two” yesterday. “It looks like Gryffindor lost a lot of points at the start of the semester. How much have they lost?” Pansy asked as he looked forward.

“Hey, 1 point is not lost, we are expected to deduct the head, but it is said that it is not a school at that time, only to shut them down to be punished.” Malfoy is difficult to understand why Pansy is so attached to the house cup. “Disappearing.” Pansy’s mouth slammed and looked very dissatisfied with the ruling.

“Let’s watch the show.” Malfoy can only comfort her.

“What a good show?” She didn’t think that something interesting happened in the auditorium.

“Hey, it’s going to happen right now.” Malfoy pointed to the owl that flew into the auditorium. Hundreds of owls hovered over it, and finally split the four letters and parcels into the crowd being talked.

“Errol!” Ron shouted.

Perhaps it was the anger of too many masters who had suffered from the home before, and the owl’s feet were not found. They plunged into Hermione’s pot, and the milk and feathers splashed them. Ron can only choose, pulling the wet owl out with his claws. Errol fainted on the table, his legs stretched out into the air, and a wet red envelope was still in his mouth.

Even if he didn’t want to open it, Ron still tore him apart if he thought it might be worse.

The people around them almost plugged their ears with their fingers almost at the moment when the letter was opened. The loud noise filled the entire auditorium and shattered the dust on the ceiling.

Harry couldn’t think of Mrs. Weasley, who was so gentle and amiable. The fire was so terrifying that her voice was a hundred times more than usual. The plates and spoons on the table shook loudly, and the echoes of the four stone walls were deafening. The people in the auditorium turned around and saw who received the howler. In addition to Malfoy and Pansy, they had already turned their heads. Ron shrank in the chair and could only see a red forehead. Harry sat sullenly. The opposite is in a daze.

“Oh, dear Ginny, congratulations to you in Gryffindor, I am proud of you and your father.” In the end, Howler’s talents calmed down, and then the smoke began to burn.

Ginny lowered his head and seemed to be humiliating himself.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw only a few students grinned and sneaked. As for the laughter on Slytherin’s side, it was almost as high as the voice of Mrs. Weasley. Pansy’s tears were coming out, not yet. Forgot to ask: “How do you know that there is a good show?”

“With a standard of living in their home, a car is scrapped. What do you think will happen?” Malfoy asked Pansy.

“Well, it seems that I can’t understand the life of the poor.” Pansy gradually accepted his own laughter, as if he realized that he was not a lady, and then he spread his hand and asked, “I say good gifts.” ?”

“I know you are thinking about it.” Malfoy smiled and pulled out a small, beautifully packaged box and handed it to her.

“Can I take it apart?” Pansy is eager to try. In fact, this sentence is also superfluous.

“Of course.” Malfoy made a gesture of asking.

Pansy tears open the package, and a sleek golden snitch lies quietly in the box. It is not so much golden, but gray. The time left too much trace on it, and the original metallic luster disappeared. .

Pansy grabbed her own mouth with surprise because of the surprise, because the gift was so surprising, she then asked: “Can it fly?”

“Of course, but we may have to go to a small place, or it will not be easy to fly away.” In order to fix this, Malfoy took time to go to the shop of Borgin and Burkes. To be honest, there is It’s really much more expensive to fix a thing than it is. Although Goblin is very generous to Malfoy who has helped them a lot, Malfoy, who bought a broom and this gift, is almost ready to breeze.

“Thank you.” Pansy thanked him with a red face.

“This is not your style,” Malfoy said narrowly.