Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

On Saturday, the three people in the infirmary did not have any more communication. The expected Shura field did not come. Gabriel's cold made Furong not in the mood to deal with other things. Everything will wait for her sister to recover. In order to let the sick patient have a good rest, Madam Pomfrey also issued an expulsion order to the two in disguise, so after that, Pansy and Malfoy left quickly.

Pansy was also a little fortunate in her heart. She wasn't ready yet. This meeting caught her off guard. Fortunately, she didn't lose any advantages.

But that didn't mean the day was such a bland wasted day, Malfoy took Pansy to the library, gave her a make-up lesson, and let her rush back to some of the previous lessons.

You don't need to be in such a hurry, right? Draco, I'm only back today. Pansy pleaded with a bitter face, but Malfoy was indifferent.

If you don't hurry up, you will only owe more and more debts. Malfoy said solemnly, feeling as if he had become a conscientious high school head teacher at this time.

It was basically the same on Sunday. Pansy also spent a lot of time adapting to the life of returning to school, getting rid of the lazy habit that he had developed during his recuperation, and strolling around the campus by the way.

This kind of leg injury is quite contradictory. You can't over-exercise, but you can't be completely inactive, both of which will be detrimental to the injury.

In addition to waiting for the owl to be delivered in the auditorium, some envelopes will also be sent to the corresponding lounge of each college. After all, it is impossible for the student to be in the auditorium every time the owl is delivered.

Therefore, at the left corner of the entrance of the lounge, there is a small iron box for storing letters. When he entered the door just now, Pansy happened to see a letter inserted into it.

What is this, the love letter that the girl gave you the day before yesterday? Pansy asked Malfoy with a complicated look, holding up a pale yellow envelope in the lounge of Slytherin Academy.

The two of them had just finished the morning class at this time. After having lunch in the auditorium, they returned to the lounge, preparing to take a short rest before going to their respective dormitories for a lunch break.

Oh no, I think if she really wants to confess, she should say it herself. Malfoy said indifferently, and then snatched the letter from Pansy's hand.

You know her quite well. Pansy's tone was a little sour, staring blankly at the boy in front of her, but she relaxed a little. What was written in the letter? She still asked a little unwillingly. .

That's really badly written, Malfoy said, looking at the envelope and shaking his head judgementally, then holding the envelope in both hands, ready to unwrap it.

Only the recipient's name was written on the envelope, but the sender's name was not written, and even the spelling of Draco Malfoy's name was so perfunctory that it was completely indistinguishable without careful identification.

Yo, I added a secrecy magic. Malfoy raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised. After cracking the magic, the letter was completely spread out in his hands.

Please pay attention to the fire dragon... The content of the letter seems to be straight to the point, and it does not follow the normal letter format. It is more like a note between people who are familiar with it. It even gave a means of escape.

Bagman is really positive. Malfoy smiled, thinking of the gambler player almost immediately. Last time he made a lot of money with his help, and he naturally won't let it go this time. After this opportunity, not to mention his father also reached a deal with him.

Deliberately crooked handwriting and secrecy magic, apparently in order not to be recognized by others.

Draco, is your first project fighting a fire dragon? Pansy leaned her head over, stared at the letter, and then her expression changed immediately, and she began to get nervous, anyway, this rare danger The creatures are enough to make people vigilant.

You're still in the mood to laugh, do you know how dangerous it is? Pansy said worriedly, staring at Malfoy.

Tell me, how dangerous is it? Malfoy continued with a smile, as if he was about to face the harmless Flobber caterpillar.

Pan Xi was at a loss for words, only to realize that he only had a superficial understanding of this creature, and only had a dangerous concept.

It's dangerous anyway, she said hesitantly.

Fear comes from the unknown. When you know enough about it, you will know that the fire dragon is just a stronger reptile, and at most it can play with flames. In order to comfort Pansy, Malfoy also only Can slightly degrade some future opponents.

However, Malfoy did not exaggerate too much. Compared with the person who will eventually face, the Fire Dragon is indeed worthless.

At least six or seven wizards of the Charlie level might not be able to meet Voldemort's hands at all.

And he has more information than the other three Warriors, they just know that the game is about dragons, but Malfoy has already mastered the whole process.

I'm still scared looking at such a big reptile. Pansy said with a bitter face, and it was difficult to accept Malfoy's explanation.

Seeing that Pansy was still a little worried, Malfoy couldn't bear it, and there was no need for secrecy, so he told her how he passed the customs.

Pansy only felt that her ears were a little itchy, because Malfoy leaned into her ear and started talking. The heat coming from her ear made Pansy's ears go soft involuntarily, her heartbeat suddenly became faster, and her face turned pale. red.

She recalled the intimate actions that Malfoy made in Black House in order to punish her and let her remember. After learning that it was just Malfoy's acting skills, the fear at that time disappeared immediately, and the only thing left was Shame and regret.

Sorry. It seemed that he noticed that the atmosphere between the two had become a little ambiguous, and Malfoy quickly stepped back. He only cared about confidentiality, but he forgot the distance between the two.

You're standing so close, and the voice is so loud that I can't hear it at all. Pansy said angrily, turning her head away to hide her shyness just now.

Okay. Malfoy sighed.

I saw that he pulled a piece of parchment out of nowhere, and threw it into the air and floated, and then a quill started to move on the top, leaving neat handwriting on it, and finally reached out and grabbed it back in his hand, handing it over. to Pansy.

Are you relieved now? Malfoy said with a smile, still feeling a little warm in his heart. It's good to have someone who cares about him by his side, at least he's not fighting alone.

Do you really know? Pansy asked in surprise after carefully reading the information on the parchment, feeling that she knew too little about Malfoy in front of her.

No one's going to joke about their own life. Malfoy shook his finger and gave Pansy a trusty look.

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