Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Malfoy opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was the high ceiling. Then he smelled a fragrance. It should be the fragrance of flowers. He knew that he was completely safe now. He slowly got up from the bed. Seeing himself covered with a white linen bedsheet, Pansy put his head on his bed and felt his head, like asleep, and shallow tears in his eyes, which made his heart warm.

He looked at all around and saw that the still petrified students were still lying in the hospital bed, just like themselves, and there was one more person, Hermione, but it still seemed to be unconscious.

“Child, are you awake? Good morning.” Dumbledore’s smiling face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

“How, is Basilisk solved?” Malfoy asked directly, and did not show respect for the headmaster.

Dumbledore didn’t care too much about it. He shook his beard and lowered his voice and looked at Malfoy. “Of course, when I arrived, it was dying.”

“How did you do it? Child?” he asked, his blue eyes staring at Malfoy, but he didn’t use Legilimency, just as a generous elder would sincerely ask a child.

“No comment,” Malfoy said.

“Well, everyone should have a secret that they don’t declare.” Dumbledore ordered nodded, as if he didn’t care.

Dumbledore looked around all around and then smiled and said: “Mandrake will mature in a few days, and everyone will be able to return to the original state. This is really good news.”

“Of course.” Malfoy nodded.

“But our hero may not be able to enjoy the treatment he deserves.” Dumbledore once again looked at Malfoy with his sharp blue eyes.

“Hero, who? Do you say me?” Malfoy pretended to be stupid, and he vaguely remembered that he had talked to the headmaster before, and did not know what Dumbledore did.

“So? How did you explain it to the outside world?” Malfoy asked.

“Draco Malfoy of Second Year was controlled by the diary, creating a battle for the Basilisk attack, but it ended up at Christmas, discovered by Lockhart, a professor at Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Second Year female student Hermione Granger. It was also involved in this accident.” Dumbledore looked at Malfoy’s face and found that he didn’t care, and continued to use his low tone: “After a hard fight, Professor Lockhart made a perfect Transfiguration. Spell, who changed a rooster and defeated Basilisk, but before he was protecting his students, he was unfortunately hit by Basilisk in the head. After the victory, he fainted, wondering if he would leave any sequelae, and Hermione student After running out for help, because of the scare and the unconscious.”

“headmaster! How can you do this!” The angry girl who was not far away was Hermione woke up. It seems that she had already listened to what Dumbledore had just said. She stood up and raised her face. The redness is still unbelievable in the eyes. “It was he who saved me and was controlled by Lockhart! This is a filth to Malfoy!” she said loudly, unable to accept the fact that someone was framed.

“A forget all!”

“Well, we can continue to talk.” Malfoy looked at Dumbledore calmly, and Hermione, who was not far from the bed, had not responded, and was hit by the curse, and lay down again.

Dumbledore didn’t even think that the students in front of him actually shot and shot, even if they wanted to block, the reaction turned out to be half a beat, which didn’t help.

“The reaction is getting slower and slower.” Dumbledore’s heart was stunned. As time went by, he became more and more old, and the man did not know when it would come back. The old man could not help but worry about the future, so he needed to fight for him. Everything that comes to it, and it seems that the child in front of the child, although born in the so-called pure blood, is not the Slytherin in the eyes of ordinary people. It is worth his tying.

“Attacking other students in front of the headmaster, Slytherin buckles 100 points.” Dumbledore crossed his hands, but there was no anger in his tone. It was better to say that it was a joke. The old man could only accept this reality. It would be better to say that the truth is indeed The less people know the better, although some helpless, but maybe a good thing.

“Now is our house score negative?” Malfoy made a joke.

“There should be two more digits.” Dumbledore thought for a moment and said slowly.

“Even if it is unintentional, it is a fact that it hurts the students. If it is a subjective and deliberate act of the student, it must be expelled, in the case that he is only manipulated by witchcraft such as Imperius Curse. We will only give a three-cent deduction to his house.” Dumbledore stopped and looked at his reaction.

“I haven’t been fired? That’s great.” Malfoy slammed his hand and didn’t care, as if he was still a little happy, excited about not being seriously dealt with.

“This is just a small way to solve your father’s martyrdom.” Dumbledore helped his glasses and said, “How can I compensate you? Child?”

“It’s finally over the subject.” Malfoy thought.

The bamboo bar that was delivered to the door couldn’t be knocked, and his plan did need some props. Malfoy accepted it with pleasure. He realized that the white wizard’s terrifying was in front of him. There is a saying: “Stupid mage, during the apprenticeship It’s already dead.” Although this World does not correspond to that World, the truth is the same. It can be the Dumbledore of the world’s most powerful white wizard, not just strength.

Now Malfoy and Dumbledore can be said to be tacit, he has already indicated his position to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore hopes to draw him.

“The body of Basilisk,” he said.

“Of course, this should be your loot,” Dumbledore laughed.

“Phoenix tears.” Malfoy continues to add.

“No problem, I think Fawkes will be in tears for your bravery.” Dumbledore seldom ridiculed.

“Gryffindor’s sword.” Malfoy said the last and his needs.

“Well…” Dumbledore was immersed in meditation. This request seemed to make him very embarrassed. His brows were high and wrinkled. After a while, there was silent silence. “Your courage is not inferior to any Gryffindor.”

“I hope you can keep this courage all the time.” Dumbledore pushed his half-moon lens and eventually Dumbledore spit out such a sentence.

“Thank you.” Malfoy’s sincere gratitude, he knew it was Dumbledore’s recognition of him, and perhaps this was the beginning of their cooperation.