Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Of course, this is just a small episode, after all, it is normal to be inaudible in such a noisy environment, although it is not the reason for Malfoy.

It's a shame you missed the sorting ceremony. Malfoy shrugged.

Anyway, I don't care about these. It's just these colleges. Pan Xi didn't care so much about the situation of the colleges.

By the way, how did you get back? Malfoy asked curiously.

Pansy pointed upstairs, blinked and said, You don't have the privilege.

The Floo network at Hogwarts is rarely connected to the outside world, just like some supercomputers in the Muggle world are not connected to the Internet, which can completely prevent the intrusion of foreign enemies, but there are always exceptions, this time Pansy should have gotten it. With the principal's approval, the Floo network was used after the restriction was lifted.

Although it's fast, it's really disgusting, I'd rather take the train. Pansy's expression became tangled again as if thinking of the feeling of the world spinning at that time.

Don't frown, get old faster! Malfoy patted her on the head lightly. Then he said, I'll give you the gift tomorrow, and I've been working half a holiday at Gringotts for it.

What is it? Pansy's eyes sparkled, obviously expecting.

Secret.

Cut. Pansy turned her head away, dissatisfied with the answer. I don't like it, here it is, she said as she pulled out a nice little box from her pocket and handed it to Malfoy as if reluctantly.

Thank you, Malfoy said. If you're dizzy, go to sleep, it really doesn't feel good.

Yeah. Pansy nodded, obviously exhausted, and then walked to Slytherin's bed.

It didn't take long for the unbearable school song to end, which meant that all students should go back to their college lounges, or go straight to their dormitories.

Malfoy went straight to Gryffindor's long table.

What is he doing here? Hermione felt her heart skip a beat.

But Malfoy wasn't looking for her, he was standing in front of the Weasley brothers now.

Yo, isn't this the young master of the Malfoys.

Are you trying to play a prank on us?

Brother George and Fred asked in a playful tone.

It's just a deal, Malfoy said lightly.

What deal? The two brothers said in unison. Although the relationship between the two is not good, no one will have trouble with money. Ron may be, but it is not necessarily the case with twin brothers who have a temperament. Maybe they also want to take this opportunity. Maybe slaughter someone for a sum?

The more you make this thing, the better. This is the deposit. Malfoy handed them a list and left some gold Galleons. He left quickly, ignoring their answer.

The rooster roar letter? Fred asked, glancing at the list. What's the use of that, George?

I don't know. George shook his head. Maybe this young master needs this to wake him up? George thought he was telling a joke, but no one responded. He didn't feel embarrassed, and then said happily: But I know our research funding is sufficient again.

En. Fred also squeezed his eyebrows, and the two brothers smiled knowingly. Obviously, the Weasley brothers, who had sufficient funds, would make Hogwarts go crazy again.

It's better than nothing, after all, it's not true, and it's just a foreign thing. Malfoy who left could only think of that. He didn't have the mood to go to the common room, and went straight back to the dormitory.

As for the Gryffindor common room is now lively, most of the students have not fallen asleep, Ron and Harry entered the atmosphere to a climax, apparently their cases have been spread by various channels In the ears of the students, it may be a ghost, or it may be Peeves.

My brother,

how did you do it? You should have called us back then. ' George asked.

I really think you can join our prank business, we lack your creativity. Fred also said.

The others cheered Harry up as if he had done something incredible.

Are you really flying here? Hermione interjected, a little disbelieving and a little stern, just like Professor McGonagall.

Stop teaching us, said Ron impatiently. Anyway, we didn't deduct points from the academy, and it wasn't even the start of school at that time.

It's not a question of whether to deduct points, do you know how dangerous this is? Hermione's voice rose.

Okay, aren't we all right. Ron stretched out his arm and stomped his foot again, indicating that he was completely fine. Then he asked Harry again, Is that right?

Ron, stop talking, Harry whispered, poking Ron with his hand and tilting his head to the side again. Ron understood immediately, and his most boring brother came over, looking like he was going to give them a good reprimand. So they quickly made an excuse and went back to their bedroom from the spiral staircase.

After returning to the dormitory, they were warmly welcomed by their roommates. Neville looked at them with admiration. The two of them felt that the punishment just now was nothing, and they were a little proud. Of course they didn't know that a rather horrific roaring letter was waiting for them tomorrow morning.

The next morning, students from the four academies ate breakfast at their corresponding long tables, with bowls of porridge, plates of pickled herring, hills of sliced ​​bread, and plates of eggs and dishes. bacon.

I didn't think I was the only one who was late. Pansy talked to Malfoy, who told her about their deeds of glory yesterday. It looks like Gryffindor has lost a lot of points this semester, how much have they lost? Pansy asked expectantly.

Well, we didn't lose a point. Our dean probably wanted to deduct it, but it is said that it was not the start of school at that time, and they were only locked up as punishment. Malfoy had a hard time understanding why Pansy was so obsessed with the Academy Cup. Disappointing. Pansy's mouth pouted, looking dissatisfied with the ruling.

Wait and watch the show. Malfoy could only comfort her like that.

What a show? She didn't think anything funny was going to happen in the auditorium.

Well, it's on right away. Malfoy pointed to the owl that was flying into the auditorium. Hundreds of owls circled above, and finally divided into four groups and threw the letters and packages among the people who were talking.

Erol! Ron shouted.

Perhaps it was because he had suffered too much of the owner's anger at home before, causing him to be in a trance. The owl didn't find the right footing. It plunged into Hermione's jug and splashed milk and feathers all over them. Ron had no choice but to pull the wet owl out with his claws. Errol collapsed on the table, his legs stretched out in the air, a wet red envelope still in his mouth.

Even though he didn't want to open it, Ron ripped it open, thinking that it could have been worse.

Almost at the moment when the letter was opened, the people around all plugged their ears with their fingers, and the loud noise filled the entire auditorium, shaking the dust off the ceiling.

Harry could not have imagined that Mrs. Weasley, who was usually so gentle and amiable, would be so terrifying to be angry. Her voice, a hundred times louder than usual, shook the plates and spoons on the table, and the echoes from the four stone walls were deafening. . Everyone in the auditorium turned to see who had received the roaring letter, except Malfoy and Pansy, who had already turned their heads around, Ron slumped in his chair, and all he could see was a red forehead, Harry. Sitting sluggishly and staring at the other side in a daze.

Oh, dear Ginny, congratulations on your entry into Gryffindor, your dad and I are proud of you. At the end, the roaring letter softened, and then the smoke burst into flames.

Ginny lowered her head, as if it was herself who was embarrassed.

Only a few students from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw covered their mouths and laughed secretly. As for the laughter on Slytherin's side, it was almost equal to Mrs. Weasley's voice just now. Pansy laughed. Tears were about to flow out, and he didn't forget to ask, How do you know there's a good show to watch?

With their family's standard of living, what do you think will happen when a car is scrapped? Malfoy asked Pansy.

Well, it seems that I can't understand the life of the poor. Pansy gradually stopped her laughter, as if realizing that she was not ladylike at all, then spread her hands and asked, Agreed my gift. Woolen cloth?

I knew you were thinking about it. Malfoy smiled and took out a small, beautifully packaged box and handed it to her.

Can I take it apart? Pan Xi was eager to try, but in fact, this sentence was superfluous.

Of course. Malfoy made a gesture of invitation.

Pansy tore open the package, and in the box lay a quaint golden snitch. It was gray rather than gold. Time has left too many traces on it, and the original metallic luster has disappeared. .

Pansy covered her mouth, which was opened in surprise, with her hands, because the gift was so surprising, and she then asked, Can it fly?

Of course, but we might have to go to a tight spot, otherwise it would be difficult to fly away. In order to fix this thing, Malfoy took another time to go to the store in Boginbok, and to be honest, Sometimes repairing a thing is indeed much more expensive than it is. Although the goblins are very generous to Malfoy who has helped them a lot, Malfoy who bought the broom and this gift is almost on his own.

Thank you. Pansy blushed and thanked.

That's not your style, Malfoy said narrowly.

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