Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

“You said, why did Hagrid’s lesson be postponed?” Ron asked the two friends at Gryffindor’s table for dinner on the first day of school.

“I don’t know.” Harry said with some frustration that if nothing else, this afternoon’s class should be Hagrid’s “Care of Magical Creatures”, although to be honest, Harry is not very interested in this course, but Out of encouragement to Hagrid, they still hope to go to his class as early as possible to help him, because they know that Slytherin should be with Gryffindor, and if they are not there, the generous Hagrid might be bullied.

“Maybe dementor.” Hermione tempted her own reasoning.

Harry couldn’t help but tremble, still asking: “Hagrid met dementor at school? Then we should hurry to find Professor Dumbledore!”

The other students at Gryffindor turned their heads to look at them, and no one would be afraid and disgusted with the group of monsters.

“No, no.” Hermione hurriedly denied that she didn’t want to take on the conviction of defamation. Deduct points would not be good news at the beginning of school.

“I mean…” Hermione recalled with a sigh of relief and continued: “The magical creatures raised by Hagrid may have been affected by the dementor.” Since Harry was attacked by the dementor, she was the first in her spare time. Time to check the information of dementor.

“Dementor feeds on happy emotions. Generally, only people have complex emotions, so everyone will subconsciously think that they only have people hunting. In most cases, this is true, because most of the animal’s thoughts are somewhat confusing, but there are also Exception.” Hermione took a look at the dedicated students around, and even a few students from Ravenclaw reached out. She couldn’t help but be proud. Then she said in a higher tone: “Some animal thinking is close to the wizard. It’s just that the level of intelligence is relatively low, so it is also possible to be treated as a food by dementor.”

“The creatures that Hagrid are feeding are really hard to suffer.” Harry muttered, but he had a deep understanding of Hagrid’s grotesque creatures, but he had to admit that those creatures were indeed very intelligence.

“Yeah.” Hermione ordered nodded, and the group of dementors were also stationed in Forbidden Forest. The creatures of Hagrid were affected and normal.

“Look at my poor Scabbers, it must have been affected, and he was thinner.” Ron glanced at the pet he was curling up under the table, and he felt distressed. In his opinion, his rat was very intelligence.

“The state of Crookshanks is not very good.” Hermione looked at the hearty meal and had no appetite. Her ginger big cat was also very clever, and half of the cat’s bloodline, Instinctively distinguish between good and evil.

“Don’t mention your fat cat?” Ron said a little disgustingly. He was keenly aware that Scabbers trembled with fear after hearing the name of the cat.

“It’s called Crookshanks, not a fat cat.” Hermione said word by word, her expression was serious, she hoped her friend could recognize her pet, but this wish seems difficult to achieve.

“I don’t care about this kind of problem, I just hope that you can lock your cat in the bedroom.” Ron’s tone was bad, and the slightly relaxed relationship seemed to have cracked.

“It doesn’t matter if you care.” Hermione didn’t feel good.

“Professor Trelawny is right. Some people are born with a halo and they are not right. I guess the cat is just like its owner, and it is not smart enough to let the dementor look at it.” Ron also went up and flipped straight up. In the morning, Professor Trelawny on Divination said that Ron, who is not as good at Hermione, feels that he can only get the upper hand in this respect.

Seeing the smell of gunpowder getting heavier and heavier, Harry hurriedly kicked Ron under the table, not to mention who was wrong with the cause. Now Ron is doing too much, even Professor McGonagall is teaching Professor Trelawny. Sneering, Ron still took this attack Hermione, not to mention that they still have good friends, and the wounded words of those who care about them will always leave deeper scars in their hearts.

“This kind of useless course, although you go on, compared to my Arithmancy class, this class is not even as good as garbage.” Hermione’s chest was undulating, her face flushed, apparently by Ron. When the gas was broken, he immediately retorted, and fell to the table with the knife and fork in his hand. The force was so heavy that the tabletop shook a little, and the minced meat and carrots in the plate flew. All.

“I am not in the right ring?” Hermione repeated Ron’s words in a seemingly questionable tone.

At this time, she was very angry, and her always calm mind also initiated a fever.

“Then let me be the one with the wrong aura to make a prediction for our Ron Mr. Weasley.” Hermione magnified her voice. “You, the red-haired boy, there will be a blood light disaster tomorrow!” Hermione stared at Ron tightly against the table, mimicking the low tone of Professor Trelawny.

This is actually more like a curse than the prophecy.

Later, Hermione grabbed the bag and walked outside the auditorium without looking back.

“She cried.” Harry stared at Hermione’s back and saw her side hurriedly, lifting the long sleeve of the right hand, and he guessed it was Hermione’s tears in the corners of her eyes.

“It seems that I will be lucky tomorrow.” Ron frowned, but still smiled. He hit his arm and hit Harry: “Harry, are you saying?”

Harry expressionless, he doesn’t think Ron really will be lucky.