Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Malfoy Manor, in a secret basement, an eleven- or twelve-year-old boy was guarding a cauldron. He held his breath and did not dare to relax in the slightest. The four-corner table is filled with unknown materials and various utensils. The potions in the crucible are bubbling and exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Suddenly, the boiling of the bubbles stopped, the potion turned from a pale golden color to a solid golden color, and Malfoy knew he was done.

He was brewing Fuling, which was his first success after many failures.

Hogsmeade's basement conditions are too rudimentary, and Fuling Potion is one of the most stringent environmental requirements. Under the conditions, this problem will be magnified indefinitely; and Malfoy near Hogwarts can't fully immerse himself in it, he may be distracted, wondering if someone will check the bed, in short, he can't concentrate; even The medicinal properties of some materials are not very strong. After all, Hogwarts is a wizarding school, not a herbal medicine store. Sometimes, for the safety of students, it is necessary to find some herbal medicines with weak medicinal properties. This part of the objective reason eventually led to him. previous failure.

But now it's different. Malfoy has the professional laboratory that Lucius used to study black magic, as well as rare materials purchased at high prices, and perhaps some experience gained from previous failures.

And to add one more important point.

Malfoy looked at the most conspicuous bottle on the table. Most of the liquid in the bottle had been used up, and he couldn't help but show a painful expression on his face. This was the dragon's blood he had extorted from last time.

Dragons, as creatures in various legends, are symbols of power. In more exaggerated legends, there is even a saying that after bathing in dragon blood, you will be immortal. However, it seems that the dragons in this world are not so scary, otherwise Voldemort would not have to do anything. Horcrux, kill a dragon and take a bath.

However, although the dragons in this world are not as powerful as people think, their blood still plays an important role in alchemy or potions. In addition to Dumbledore's The Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood, there are also rare books that say: Dragon's blood can improve the success rate of brewing Fuling and speed up the time of the finished product. The powerful vitality and magic can play a great role in the brewing of the medicine.

This is a life-saving thing. While thinking, Malfoy slowly poured the Fuling agent in the crucible into a small bottle without letting it spill a drop, and then sealed it with a stopper. , put it in his pocket.

Luck is also a part of strength. Although this sentence is a bit biased, it does have some truth. All the time, the heaven and the earth have the same strength, and it is not free to transport heroes. under malice towards them.

Flux is not a panacea. When an ordinary person faces Voldemort, even if he drinks a hundred bottles, he will probably die. But then again, if Dumbledore and Voldemort in their heyday really duel, Dumbledore is coming. A small mouthful, it's really hard to say. If Lao Deng, who could have suppressed Voldemort's fight, had a lucky bonus, maybe he could really have an unexpected harvest.

So it still depends on your basic attributes. Malfoy maintained a calm enough judgment on this bottle of potion. Only the stronger he is, the greater the effect of the Fuling potion can be exerted.

As for side effects? That's a problem that people who drink this as water need to consider. Malfoy only regards this as a necessary means, and naturally he will not abuse it.

The holiday is half over. Malfoy estimated the time and came to this conclusion. During this holiday, he basically never went out and stayed at home all the time. Apart from the problem of the Fuling agent, he was still maintaining his progress in learning new knowledge. It is worth mentioning that the quality of dragon blood seems to be good.

It was compressed for a very long time, which was beyond his expectations.

It's time to contact Pansy. After all, the holiday task was completed ahead of schedule. He thought to himself, and after sorting out all kinds of utensils, he walked out of the basement, ready to go back to the room to write a letter to Pansy, However, he found that there was an extra letter on the table in his room. He opened the envelope and read it, a little dumbfounded.

Pansy wrote in the letter that she had traveled to France with her parents. The following excerpts are from the letter.

I haven't sent a letter to me for dozens of days, so I decided to abandon you. I think the scenery in France must be very good. Maybe there are many beautiful girls, but you can't see them anymore. Of course, in order to pity you. I should bring you a gift or two, so thank me. She also drew a grimace next to her, and Malfoy could imagine Pansy's expression when she wrote the letter.

So am I alone now? Malfoy laughed at himself silently. Except for teachers and students, not everyone can get summer vacation treatment. Narcissa and Lucius both have their own jobs, except for teachers and students. Apart from the servant butler in the manor, in a sense he is indeed a loner now.

Then that plan can be advanced a bit. You have to try it before you know it. Malfoy pulled out a yellowed piece of paper from under the table. The writing on it was densely packed, and some were distorted beyond recognition. It must be the author's intention. He then put a tick and a circle after the two lines of writing, which represented one of the completed and the next to be completed.

Evil capitalists should experience the life of the proletariat. It is necessary to receive re-education of the poor and lower-middle peasants. Malfoy began to tease himself again, and then he read a book in his bedroom for a while, looking up at the window At that time, he found that the sky was getting dark, and the sunset in the west had plated a layer of light gold on the scenery outside the window. He even saw a few huge owls flapping their wings and flying towards the main house, saying Cuckoo cry.

When it was time for dinner, the family enjoyed an ordinary dinner around the table.

Baby, why do you always have some strange ideas? Narcissa at the dining table shook her head, not very understanding of what Malfoy said before.

My child, if you want, I can even arrange for you to visit the Ministry of Magic, but the goblins in Gringotts are not easy to deal with. Lucius also expressed his advice, while taking a cup of strong tea to drink After taking a sip, it was also difficult to understand what his son was thinking.

I think I need to exercise myself. If I go to the Ministry of Magic, it's all your acquaintances, Lord Father. What's the point of my exercise? Malfoy began to babble, in short, why did it make sense.

Lucius frowned tightly on his pale face, but he still said, That's fine, but I'm not familiar with those goblins. I'll take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow. If you can't, either go home or come with me. Just go to the Ministry of Magic and see.

Our baby is so promising. As if moved by her son's words, Narcissa took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the wet corners of her eyes.

The following dinner Lucius explained to Malfoy some precautions about dealing with goblins. Several goblin rebellions in history showed that the relationship between wizards and goblins is not very good.

Early the next morning, the two Malfoys reached Diagon Alley via the Floo network.

Walking slowly on the long cobblestone street, Malfoy felt the long-lost hustle and bustle and popularity. Some wizards shouted at customers, although the things on their stalls looked fake at first glance, for example, it is difficult for you to imagine You can buy a phoenix egg here, and even that egg has a hole in it. Some wizards kept haggling for a few copper nut, blushing, and even raised their wand.

When passing by Slug \u0026amp; Giggs Pharmacy, both father and son covered their noses in unison. Not only in the pharmacy, but also in front of the door could smell a mixed smell of rotten vegetables and rotten eggs .

Some shops are deserted and deserted. There are only a few old brooms outside the house, covered with dust. This is Lihen Bookstore. There are only a few customers in the bookstore flipping the books on the table, even the store manager. And the clerk was also a little absent-minded. Of course, in a few days, they will be too busy to touch the ground, perhaps because the school is approaching, of course, it is more likely because of a peacock man's signing party.

After a while, a towering white building appeared in front of the two of them.

Son, although you're here to exercise, we Malfoys can't do that kind of low-level drudgery. If you're going to guard the warehouse, I think we can go back now. Lucius said so.

Of course, my father. In addition, even if I want to guard the warehouse, I shouldn't let the goblins. Do you think I can fight a dragon? Malfoy answered his question.

I think so too. Lucius nodded, a satisfied smile on his pale face.

Then the two set foot on the marble steps of the bank, towards a gleaming bronze gate, which was guarded by goblins in scarlet and gold uniforms, bowing to them as they entered.

They passed through the second door, which was silver, whether it was plated silver or the same material, and was engraved with these words:

Come in, stranger, but beware,

What will be the end of insatiable greed,

Blindly ask for, get nothing for nothing,

will be punished most severely,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault,

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned,

Beware what you invite is not treasure, but evil.

Passing through this warning door, the father and son came to a spacious marble hall, where about a dozen goblins sat behind the long counter and scribbled in the large ledger. Some used scales to weigh coins, some used eyepieces Check gems.

A goblin came beside the father and son. He had a bright head, a long nose and pointed ears, and he said in a thin voice: Lucius, it's been a long time, your little guy's thoughts are really Strange, to think of coming here to work.

You don't need to worry about that. Lucius's voice became low.

Then what can you help us do? Gringotts doesn't accept useless people, although I have a good relationship with your father. The goblin stared at Malfoy and added, Forgot to introduce myself, my name is Griphook, you can call me Mr. Griphook, he said, straightening his collar as if it would make him look more elegant.

Malfoy had memorized two lines of poems at the time, oh no, it was a paragraph of ninety-nine multiplication tables.

It just proves that your computing power is good, but our staff can still do it with a little more time. Griphook tried his best not to look shocked, and forced himself to be critical.

Malfoy walked over to a goblin who was keeping an account, glanced at the account book and said, On the fifth line of this page, the last data seems to be missing a decimal point, Mr. Goblin. The goblin supported him With his glasses, he hurriedly looked at the place Malfoy said, and then added a quill up a bit, while writing and looking around to avoid people around him seeing.

For a former finance student, the rudimentary bookkeeping methods of the wizarding world are really flawed in his eyes.

Lucius, your son is really good, aren't all wizards a bunch of people who lack logic? It seems that your son is an exception.

Of course. Lucius's tone was full of pride.

Then let me welcome our new staff, Mr. Draco, you should have a fulfilling vacation here. Griphook held out his hand, and Malfoy had to bend down to shake his hand. Get started.

That's how someone's working life begins.

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