Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Final exam results are out, which means the semester is really coming to an end.

In the Slytherin lounge, the fireplace by the wall had stopped working for a long time, because the summer vacation was coming and the weather was getting hot. Crabbe and Goyle were lamely complimenting Malfoy for being No. 1 in his grade, but he obviously wasn't using it himself.

Crabbe, Goyle, okay, you can stop now. Malfoy lowered his hands and made a stop gesture. Such an exam is meaningless at all, and you don't have to take the time to compliment me. He paused, then looked at Gower and said, Your grade should be that our dean has released water, but next time it won't be so. Good luck.

Goyle can only say yes, and of course the genius knows if he can understand what Malfoy means.

What's the use of number one, the Academy Cup is not over yet. Pan Xi said strangely next to him, obviously still brooding about the lost Academy Cup.

Uh, look at it, even if I can add 20 points first, Dumbledore can still add more to other people for whatever reason. Malfoy comforted.

Cunning old man.

Okay, stop worrying about these things, you should now plan how to enjoy the upcoming vacation. Malfoy chose to change the subject.

Isn't this something you should consider? Pansy asked with a look of surprise.

It's over. Malfoy felt that he seemed to have picked the wrong topic, but he could only say: Uh... I need to do a lot of practical work this holiday, both in magic and in life. He shrugged and continued: You know, my father was always strict with me. I'm not going to sponsor some brooms for the team next school year. Maybe I should go to work this holiday to prove something, right? Those were his, of course. Bullshit, but it sounds reasonable.

Then we can't see each other for the whole vacation? Pansy was a little shaken, but still asked.

Of course not, adults all have time off, not to mention I am a child laborer, right? Malfoy shook his head decisively in denial, but he was thinking: But I won't necessarily give myself a vacation.

Okay then. Pansy nodded reluctantly. Remember to bring me a present, she whispered.

Of course. Malfoy readily agreed.

The next day, the students all got on the train home, their luggage was packed, and a notice was sent to each student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays. Malfoy was sitting in an ordinary car with the others. A great man in a previous life said, We came from the crowd, and we have to go back to the crowd. And for him, he didn't actually like loneliness very much. , it's better to be more lively on the way home.

The trio of Iron Triangles are just a few places away from them. You must come to our house this summer, said Ron. You both come—I'll send owls to invite you.

Thanks, said Harry, I do need hope.

Your relatives are going too far. Ron looked a little resentful.

Actually I'm used to it, and I might have a good time this holiday, no? Harry said.

What, are they transsexual? Ron asked.

I really think the logic of our Muggle society suits you well, Ron. Hermione said after she had been silent. Harry, you mustn't tell them that students can't use magic outside of school?

That way your cousin won't dare to bully you, that's a brilliant idea. Ron cheered. Then he turned to Hermione and said, Please relax, our academy is number one. At this time, he saw Hermione holding a magazine - Transfiguration Today. I really can't imagine you're studying on the way home,

So what about that snuff box with a few hairs on it? It's not their Academy Cup for someone to be perfect anyway, right? Harry. He turned his head to Harry again.

Ron, be quiet, Harry whispered.

Hermione closed the book and looked up at Ron: The Academy Cup is a collective honor, and I will not give up what I can win individually. We can add so many points with the help of others.

Okay, Principal, Professor McGonagall, and even that pesky old bat, they all helped us, but they are all principals and teachers, so they can't give extra points to their academies, there can't be any other Let's help us, haha. Ron realized that he had made a joke and laughed first.

Hermione's eyes dimmed, ignoring Ron, and continued to look down at the book.

Oh, Ron, sometimes I have to say, you can keep your words to a minimum, Harry reminded.

I think so too. Ron covered his mouth, feeling that he seemed to have said something wrong again, but he didn't know what was wrong.

As for Malfoy, he played cards with Pansy and his friends (followers?) to pass the empty travel time. But it doesn't seem to be very interesting. After all, the game that you can always win shouldn't be interesting. If you gamble with money, Crabbe and Goyle should have lost their underwear by now.

I understand why you keep staying away from the two of them. It's really boring. Pansy said while playing a king of hearts, obviously disgusting these two followers.

I think we can change the game. Malfoy snapped his fingers, and the cards on the table disappeared, replaced by a bunch of small rectangles made of unknown materials.

What is this? Pansy asked.

A game from the mysterious kingdom of the East, I think the rules should be relatively simple. Malfoy said, as for what game this is, everyone should be able to guess.

It's the East again. You seem to really like the culture over there. Even the stories you told are from there. Now it's changed to such a game. Pansy's tone was a little sour, Malfoy She keenly sensed the wrongness in her tone.

The latter words made him realize that someone was getting jealous again.

So are you interested in that Ravenclaw because she is from the East? Was it planned for a hero to save the beauty last time? I know you two will definitely have a common language. Pan West continued.

Malfoy could only sigh: Don't underestimate the ability of women to associate. Helplessly continued: Now let's pass the time first, the rule is...

I have to say that there is a reason why this game has endured in TC for a long time. Not long after, even Crabbe and Goyle were enjoying themselves, and Pansy's attention was no longer on jealousy, but on diversion. To the mere dozens of small rectangles.

Your game is not fun at all. After losing a few games in a row, Pansy puffed out her cheeks.

They keep losing, you say it's boring, they're lucky and you don't think it's fun. Malfoy felt a headache.

So you have to help me in the next round. Pansy threatened viciously.

So soon the scene on the table turned into something like a one-sided slaughter.

I won again! Pansy pushed down the cards in front of him excitedly, but suddenly found that they had suddenly disappeared.

Dear Pansy, although it may disturb your interest, but I want to say, we have arrived. Malfoy clapped his hand, so that several people's attention was shifted to him, only a few people realized The train has stopped.

Okay. Pan Xi pouted and reluctantly accepted the reality, obviously she hadn't recovered from the massive killing at the poker table.

Okay, I'll bring you something more fun when we meet next time. Malfoy said, rubbing Pansy's head dotingly.

Let go. Pan Xi hurriedly opened his hand, her face was a little red, and she seemed a little embarrassed. Usually, this kind of intimacy was done when there was no one around, which made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Then Malfoy helped Pansy get out of the car with the luggage. Although he didn't say it, he still knew that the girl was a little reluctant to him by the way Pansy looked at him. But I'm really busy this holiday. Malfoy was actually a little tangled in his heart. Forget it, let's take one step at a time, he said to himself.

After getting off the car, Malfoy saw the Lucius couple on the platform, and the two of them were also waving to Malfoy, so Malfoy strode towards them.

Pancy, I haven't seen you grow a lot in a year. Narcissa's focus was obviously on the girl beside Malfoy. How is it, little Draco didn't bully you at school, did he? Tell me if he bullies you, and I'll help you clean him up. Narcissa is very keen on connecting his son, and as for Pansy, she is also very satisfied, pure Born from blood, they have friendship with each other's parents, and they look very obedient, don't they?

He treats me very well. Pansy said with her head down and blushing.

Of course, gentlemen are inherited. Lucius added beside him.

How about you, do you want to come to our house first, little Pansy? Narcissa sent her own invitation.

No, thank you for your invitation, but my father has come to pick me up too. Pansy shook his head and pointed to Hector, who was still looking on the other side.

Then I won't force it, anyway, there should be enough time in the summer vacation. Narcissa did not insist, and continued: Go quickly, don't make your father wait any longer, he is afraid that he will think it is his own. Who abducted her daughter? Narcissa teased her.

Then Hector and Lucius naturally met again, and after a polite greeting, they returned to their respective homes with their children.

Another twisted feeling, the Malfoy family walked out of the fireplace, looking at the familiar layout of the home, and the gorgeous carpet under their feet, Malfoy knew that he had arrived home, which also meant his vacation plans. has officially started.

The first task is naturally you. Malfoy clenched a small bottle in his pocket and whispered to himself.

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