Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The ringing of the class sounded, and the end of the program of the Study of Ancient Runes, most of the students are still unfinished. This course is really difficult, but it is also very interesting. I am confident that most of the courses are students of Ravenclaw house. For those who love knowledge, after the difficulty is thrown away, the rest should be fun.

“Let’s go first.” Pansy in the seat waved at Malfoy. “I still have a few questions to ask the professor.”

“You are stealing my lines.” Malfoy expression Looking at Pansy strangely, I was wondering, even though I felt some change, but still a little unaccustomed.

“I am very surprised to learn from you?” Pansy glanced at Malfoy.

“Then I think you are confused now. Asking the professor is the same as asking me.” Malfoy shrugged.

“I don’t mean it.” Pansy was annoyed and pushed Malfoy away from his seat, as if he was driving him.

“Well, then I happen to have something. If you don’t understand anything, ask Babbling, remember to be polite.” Malfoy finally gave Pansy a wake up and quickly left the classroom.

Hermione watched the two of them talking and couldn’t speak. After the conversation, Malfoy quickly left. She regretted and sighed in relief. As for why, she probably only knew it.

Just as Hermione packed up her book on the Study of Ancient Runes and was ready to get up and leave, she found a silhouette in front of her seat.

“Miss Parkinson, may I have anything to do with you?” Hermione asked, while she was sorting out the book, and asked a little cold, she couldn’t think of a Slytherin female student who would run over after class to find her. I don’t believe that Miss Parkinson will humbly ask her anything, whether it is knowledge or patience, she thinks that Malfoy is enough to teach her.

It seems that Hermione is still unaware of the sourness of faintly discernable in her heart and unconsciously compared it.

However, the provocative words that Hermione envisioned were not spoken from Pansy’s mouth. Hermione looked up at Pansy and found that her face seemed to be very tangled, her eyebrows were tangled together, and her hands were behind her. What to do, one foot from time to time from the ground. In any case, Hermione did not see a hostility from her face.

Suddenly, Pansy’s body leaned forward. Hermione unconsciously took the wand around her. She still didn’t let her guard out. She didn’t know what the girl in front of her was going to do to her.

“Thank you.” Pansy finally made up his mind, and officially bowed to Hermione, softly and solemnly.

“Well?” Hermione is defensive, ready to make a counterattack. Hermione is stunned. She doesn’t know why Pansy would thank her. The most recent intersection should be that they are not happy to fight at Duelling Club. After that, there was basically no communication. Hermione didn’t know what the girl in front of her had to thank her.

“Thank you for notifying the headmaster to save Draco.” Pansy continued, which showed her intentions.

“He is not willing to owe someone else’s favor.” Pansy said to Hermione, “So the Ron thing saved is tentaively his return. Your three people are so good, they should be able to be balanced.” It is.”

“That doesn’t matter to me.” Hermione began to lower her head and sorted out her textbook. Then she said, “If it’s as rumored, then I helped him last year. It’s also a Gryffindor. It doesn’t matter who he is. It wasn’t for compensation.” Hermione’s action paused, then looked up at Pansy and said, “And he saved Ron, which is his own choice. Please don’t mention anything like revenge.” Hermione puts “ The word “salvation” is very heavy and obviously does not quite agree with her.

“That’s best.” Pansy didn’t care too much. “So according to your statement, I just thank you according to my own wishes. You can’t accept your freedom, but I am also taking him. Pansy seemed to think of something, a secret chuckle, and the inexplicable spurt of the corner of his mouth turned and left.

This two-person conversation completely dispelled Hermione’s plan to thank him again.

She could only bite her lip and look at Pansy’s departure.

The courageous flame that was finally swelled was ruthlessly ruined. Perhaps Pansy’s words did not directly let her give up, but the courage of the people sometimes only lasted for a while, and the most impulsive time passed. This interruption made her decision change again.

Hermione suddenly found that her determination was not as firm as she had imagined, she would still be afraid, but did not know where the root of fear was.

Want to be close but not dare to approach? Maybe.

The protagonist who made her tangled is talking to Madam Pince in the library at this time, and she doesn’t know how much trouble she has caused to someone.

“Child, do you have anything? I think you should be more familiar with me here.” Madam Pince said to Malfoy with a formulaic smile that refused to be thousands of miles away. It seemed to admire him for coming to the library very diligently before the tone. In fact, it is also a bit of ridicule in it.

She has never seen First Year, and she can read the books in the Restricted Section without any scruples. See what books he is reading, Secrets of the Darkest Art, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts. History, is this the second Dark Lord?

Even more strange is that the headmaster actually agreed to the behavior of this hair boy, even if she is difficult to accept, but can only pretend to be one eye closed.

The results of it? Look, he must have used the knowledge of these restricted books to make such a big mess in the last semester. He said that he was not convinced by Imperius Curse, she felt that the child in front of her was The culprit.

However, the headmaster still did not impose heavy penalties on Malfoy, or it was not a punishment at all, but today he actually came here again, and it seems that he still has something to look for, but she does not feel that she has any accomplishments about those dark magic, Can let him ask.

“Of course, Madam Pince.” Malfoy lightly smiled, bowed and said: “I hope to donate some books to the library. These are some of the precious books I collected during the holidays, no matter which way. It makes a lot of sense.” After speaking, Malfoy put forward a black box and put it on the table. The palm of the hand swayed over the top, and the box squeaked as if it triggered something mechanic and opened it.

In theory, Madam Pince certainly hopes that the library books will be as good as possible. She also hopes that Hogwarts students will get as much perfect knowledge as possible, but Malfoy’s impression of her is really bad, so she has no heart. What to expect.

Sure enough, when she saw a few bronzing characters “Nature’s Nobility: A Wizarding Genealogy” on some broken pages, her brows were high and wrinkled.

Not her surprise, it is not a good book, but what is pure blood, noble book, in her view is just a group of Old Antique’s noble toss that boasted that’s all.

“First, I have to see if there are any strange magic in these books.” Madam Pince’s smile converges, and there is no such thing as an amiable appearance. She doesn’t want any sinister books in her jurisdiction. Like the riots of the last semester, did the headmaster not say what was caused by the diary? What should I do if this kid is bad?

For the first time, she naturally has reason to believe the second time.

“Of course.” Malfoy smiled and reached out and made a gesture of asking.

This seems to be a set of books, and Madam Pince randomly picked up one and opened it up.

“The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black.” These characters caught the eyes of Madam Pince, and she couldn’t help but laugh, and the cheeks couldn’t help but produce some wrinkles.

However, the name of Black reminds her of a few years ago. There are a few students who came to the library near the exam. It seems that this is the last name. At that time, a very cute little girl was helping them review. She grew up. Very beautiful, with a long deep red hair and a pair of almond-shaped green eyes, this is one of the few students she can still remember after more than ten years. Gossip is a woman’s nature, she inspected When I couldn’t help but see this small group, it’s beyond her surprise. The two people who seem to be the best match are not lovers.

What is the man called? Madam Pince began to try to remember, the deep eyes became a little blurred, Potter? She flashed the light and remembered the man’s last name, but it was the same name as the Harry Potter.

He is not bad, but he is far worse than the Black. She still remembers that when she first saw Black, she felt that her heart seemed to be caught by something. She felt that she would be younger. A few decades old, maybe he will fall in love with him at first sight.

Because he is too handsome, a little bit of arrogance is more fascinating to young girls, she is no exception, but adults can always adjust themselves faster, not like crazy girls like crazy girls Going on, my mind will soon fade.

However, the horror of the glory made her unforgettable, which is why she saw the complexity of this surname.

Converging her mind, she continued to look down.

A crest jumped into her eyes. The mountain symbol was two five-pointed stars. Underneath it was a long sword. The whole body formed a shield. The two sides of the shield were two gray dogs. The term crest was used. That is: “black, the mountain shape between the two stars is the main body, a sword is the foundation, silver. She knows that this should be the family crest of House of Black. These families like to make these symbols of strong meaning and strengthen the younger generation. The sense of belonging and glory of the children and grandchildren.

“Well..” She stared at the words on the book and began to mutter, “Sirius Black, was born.” This is a family member of the early morning, so no more information is recorded. He is at him. I died when I was eight years old.

Madam Pince’s gaze slid down, “Phineas Nigellus Black (1847-1926)”. She remembered that this person had served as the headmaster of Hogwarts, but the wind review was not very good, but after she finished reading about the man’s life. The person in the photo suddenly moved and looked at her with sarcasm, revealing a smirk.

“It’s just a small distortion magic,” Malfoy explained. “This allows readers to be more impressed by these people, isn’t it?”

“Oh.” The Madin Pince indifferent expression was nodded, expressionless, but the speed at which the fingertips flipped faster, and soon she saw a photo she wanted to see.

——Sirius Black

The dark gray eyes reveal a little sharp gaze, with the arrogance and indifference of the stranger, and it is suitable to describe it with no scorn. This should be a photo of his youth, and it has not been smoothed by Azkaban. With sharp gas.

“Well, these books should be fine, and they can be stored in the library.” Madam Pince quickly closed the book, and the tone was as cold as it was, but the result was that Malfoy was unexpected.

People who don’t have negative emotional intelligence know how to look at it. Malfoy, who thought he would be martyrdom, didn’t think that watching him is not very pleasing, Madam Pince would make him so easy.

“Then many thanks to you,” Malfoy said politely.

This naturally saves him a lot of effort, and it is useless to avoid some preparatory work that is difficult to do.

“Maybe she is in a good mood these days.” The green light also made him feel good. If Malfoy knows the real reason, he might not know what to cry or laugh.

“What else?” asked Madam Pince. There was a bit of intolerance in the tone. I don’t know if it was my own illusion. Malfoy felt that the librarian in front of him seemed to be eager to drive him away.

“Oh…” Malfoy said with a deep indulgence: “It should be no, but I still want to see these books on the bookshelf.”

“The troubled little devil.” Madam Pince whispered a whisper. “Then I have to find a relatively empty bookshelf for it.” She thought that the type of family genealogy should be closer to historical materials. Books, she got up and took Malfoy to walk through a list of bookshelves, and her eyes kept moving, only to find a more free place.

“Just here.” Madam Pince expressionless looked at a bookshelf and said that it was empty, but it was covered with some dust.

“Scourgify.” Malfoy saw a spell immediately, and the bookshelf immediately became neat, which made Madam Pince’s face with no expression of a slight wave. If Malfoy looked back, she would find her mouth slightly Twisted up.

“This little devil doesn’t look so pleasing to the eye.” Malfoy wouldn’t know that his unintentional move had slightly saved some of his image.

When a person stays in the workplace for a long time, he will always develop some habits. For librarians, the love of books should be regarded as an occupational disease. The most hated by Madam Pince are those who do not care for books, Malfoy’s This move has changed her impressions a lot.

“Weasley Family, Malfoy Family, Avery Family ….” A family tree was placed on the shelf, and the books in the box became less and less.

When the last one was placed on the shelf, Malfoy clapped his hands and announced that he was done.

“Thank you for your wiseness, I believe that students will be willing to know the glorious history of their family.” Malfoy fainted, these family trees are not a combination of simple names and births, but also the main deeds of family members. Even photos and so on are more detailed than the records in this family. As for why such detailed information can be obtained, the factor of wealth is inevitable. For these dozens of books, Malfoy still spent a lot of energy.

For example, to find a woman who had been crazy about Black in the past, and to buy back his photos at a high price.

Of course, these are smoke bombs, and his real intentions are actually hidden in a book.

When he left, he looked back and looked at the books that had been placed neatly on the bookshelf. He thought: “The seeds have been planted. As for when to sprout, all that needs to be done is left to wait.”