Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The next morning Ron had an accident, the students of each house in each grade were talking in whispers while eating breakfast. In one night, any “news” was enough to spread through four houses. Everyone knows Hagrid. The first class of Care of Magical Creatures seemed to be unfavorable, and students had an accident.

“Why did you save that nasty red-haired boy?” Pansy on the dinning table asked with some dissatisfaction. If she was, she would not save a nasty guy who is not inferior, even if the inherent concept is gradually corrected, but It is not that she can accept the complaints of virtue.

“I saved him? If I really want to save him, he should be unscathed, but he has become my brushing method. Didn’t Professor McGonagall give us 20 points when he arrived?” We informed in time.” Malfoy said indifferently, and then the student of Slytherin who looked around all around said: “He is all pure blood after all, and our “goodness” guides should give him a chance to correct and let him re Understand our glory.” Speaking of Malfoy sighed, “After all, the pure blood is getting less and less. If we die, our situation will only be more difficult.”

“And I think he also suffered a lot, isn’t it?” Malfoy glanced at Gryffindor’s dinning table, and the students around him looked around and found that Ron didn’t appear there.

“Right, he said that I am a shoulder bag, but I was helped by the “sack” in my mouth. What do you think is the reaction in his heart?”

“Master Draco is really good, I really thought you would help our dead rivals, yes, it should be so humiliating them.” A thin and tall Slytherin student said wickedly.

Other Slytherin students have some sorrows, and now they only feel that their realm is still too low, and they can’t understand the depths of Malfoy’s three arrows.

It’s rude to talk on the dinning table, but it’s not so strict, so the sound is inevitably bigger. The position that passed to the Gryffindor is normal. I saw Harry slamming the knife and fork in his hand and trying to stand up. What was the case, but thought of Ron lying on the hospital bed, suddenly released his hand.

When Ron heard the news, he felt that his heart was exploding. He would rather be the potion class that the old bat punish himself for a year, and he was not willing to let the Malfoy save him. Think about it, the forefoot himself laughed at the dead opponent, and the hind foot was “helped” by him. This made his self-esteem suffer from crazy trampling. He could imagine how he would be laughed at after he recovered.

Hermione expressionless eats the food in front of her eyes, but expressionless is also an expression. At the moment, her heart is mixed, just thinking of Malfoy and Hogsmeade when she was in First Year, Malfoy can happily ridicule her own blood. But now it is being touted, is he so, pretending to be in front of himself, or is it disguised now? If it is disguised now, what happened to the Basilisk Chamber of Secrets not long ago?

She only felt that her head was in a mess, and she remembered the Chamber of Secrets. She remembered the lost memory. She thought it was very important and might make her get the truth.

By the way, this year is the third year, Hogsmeade can go by herself, but shouldn’t it be as pleasant as the first time?

Hermione has some bitter thoughts.

“You didn’t tell the truth.” After the breakfast was over, the student crowd gradually dispersed, and Pansy asked closely as Malfoy looked.

She does not believe that Malfoy, who instilled in her concept of freedom and equality, would say this.

“You lied!” Malfoy was complaining about the explanation, and there was a clear female voice behind her. Then she said in a humming tone: “Lies and deception always prevent us from finding Crumple-Horned Snorkack, it Will not be willing to be friends with lying people.”

“But I can feel that your heart is not malicious.” Luna’s slightly grayish eyes glared at him, her like a free elf, appearing in unexpected places, then say something People can’t figure out what’s going on.

Later, she looked at all around, as if she had just found a direction, and leaped and ran over.

“I always have a reason.” Malfoy ignored the girl who was off-line, helpless said to Pansy, who now thinks that the rather foolish Pansy is more lovely, perhaps this is the price of growth.

“You will know soon,” Malfoy said.

“The last time you said that too!” Pansy said, not too happy to say, some bitter, she always felt that Malfoy was taking care of her many things.

“We are going to be late.” Malfoy pretended to look at the time.

“Every time you change the subject.” Pansy looked at Malfoy with a bit of depression, but he thought quietly: “One day I will let you tell me willingly.”