Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

As for the Slytherin side, it was the same, they all talked about Quidditch enthusiastically.The exception is Malfoy, he is only interested in flying, as for this wizarding world he doesn't have a cold.When Narcissa was away when he was at home, he was almost over addicted, so he was not excited at all.

"Why don't you talk about your experience?" Pansy was also curious.

"Nothing to say." Malfoy shook his head.

"No energy." Pan Xi pursed his lips.Obviously very dissatisfied with this answer.

"Draco is going to talk about his broomstick adventure!" Pansy shouted suddenly.

In an instant, a large number of Slytherin students gathered around. Slytherin admired the strong. For Malfoy, who had earned a lot of points for Slytherin a few days before the start of school, he was naturally regarded as the strong in the hearts of these little snakes. It comes from a well-known pure-blood family.They are naturally very interested in Malfoy's past experiences, especially when it comes to flying broomsticks.

"Uh..." Malfoy pretended to be thinking, searching for a more reasonable story.Then he glared at Pansy fiercely.

Pansy gave him a tricky smile.

"In the forbidden area of ​​our house..." Malfoy started his storytelling.

Malfoy, who had been deeply influenced by online novels in his previous life, easily made up a reasonable story, which aroused the surprise of the little snakes.

After the story ended, Pansy asked secretly, "Why don't I go there next time I go to your house?"

Malfoy said blankly, "I made up it just now."

Pansy's face collapsed: "Then what you said is true."

"I haven't asked you to settle the account yet. Who do you think I made up?"

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't finished Professor McGonagall's homework." Pansy found an excuse to slip away.

"and many more."

"Oh." Pansy lowered her head slowly, and made a picture as if I knew it was wrong, you can punish me whatever you want.

"Little witch." Knowing that it was acting, Malfoy could only die.

"Eat more sugar, stop your mouth, and talk less later." As he said, Malfoy took out a few packs of gorgeously packed candies.Tucked into Pansy's hands.

I have to say that Narcissa was too diligent in sending snacks to Malfoy.

Pansy stared at Malfoy.

"Don't get me wrong, you can understand that I'm bribing you, and I can't finish the candy by myself." Malfoy explained somewhat far-fetched.

"Duplicity, for your sincerity, I will accept it with compassion." However, Pan Xi's bright eyes have betrayed her, and it is obvious that there is more than one duplicity.

Never underestimate the lethality of sweets on girls.

Soon it was the afternoon that all the students were looking forward to. It was time for flight lessons!The sky is beautiful. Today’s weather is very good. It is sunny but not hot. The students in Gryffindor hurriedly walked down the steps. When they walked to a flat lawn across the field, the grass slightly rose under their feet. Waves.There is a forest over the lawn, and dark trees swaying in the wind in the distance.

The Slytherin students were already there, and twenty broomsticks were neatly arranged on the ground.

Their teacher, Mrs. Hooch, is here.She has short gray hair and both eyes are yellow, like those of an eagle.

"Well, what are you all waiting for?" she said sharply, "Everyone is standing next to a flying broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

Looking at the broom at his feet, Malfoy shook his head.

Some branches poked out from the shabby old broomstick.

"It is easy to change from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality," Malfoy thought.

"Extend your right hand and place it above the broomstick," Madam Hooch yelled in front, "and then said:'Get up!.'"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.Malfoy also pretended to follow suit. For those who were already very skilled, doing this kind of exercise would be a torture.So Malfoy can only choose to be passive.

Madam Hooch showed them how to ride the broom without sliding off the head.She walked around in the team, correcting their hand grip.

Harry and Ron, like the other students, were still doing what Mrs. Hooch ordered.

Hermione was a little uncomfortable, and she seemed to be not so good at sports, who was still talking about Quidditch.

As for Neville's whole body is trembling, with a few beads of sweat hanging on his face, from the weather, it can only show that he is very nervous now.

"Okay, as soon as I blow the whistle, you should kick your legs off the ground and kick hard." Madam Hooch said, "hold the broom firmly and rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall back to the ground vertically. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

However, Neville was too nervous. He didn't want to be laughed at by everyone. People with low self-esteem always wanted to rush to prove themselves.He didn't wait for the whistle to touch Madam Hooch's lips, and flew up with a hard kick.

"Oh, poor fat guy." Malfoy thought sympathetically.

"Come back, child!" Madam Hooch called.

However, it was clear that Neville could not control his broomstick. Like a booster, Neville flew higher and higher. He seemed to remember his unpleasant childhood experience-being accidentally dropped from a tall building.Neville's face became paler, he just felt that his strength was about to be hollowed out.

He stubbornly grasped the broom, but to no avail, the strength gradually lost from his body, and eventually the contact area between his hand and the broom became shorter and shorter, so that it completely fell off.

The tragedy seems to be about to happen.

"Yugadim Leviosa. Yugadim Leviosa." Malfoy whispered a spell to Neville in the air.Only Pansy behind him heard it.

"Oh, look." Neville, who was supposed to fall quickly, seemed to have received some resistance, and the speed of the fall was not as fast as expected.

"Thank God." Madam Hooch ran quickly to the lawn where Neville landed.Check his injuries.

"Miracle!" Madam Huo Qi exclaimed.Neville was hardly injured."But I still want to send you to the hospital for an examination." As Mrs. Hooch walked towards the hospital with her arms around Neville, Neville's calf was already frightened even though she was not injured.

"No! My memory ball, and my broom!" Neville suddenly called out something that seemed to remember.

"The memory ball is coming!" Malfoy had already seen what was falling on the grass, so he used a flying curse now.

"I think it's better to put these things in the dormitory or something during flight lessons." Malfoy handed the memory ball to Neville.

"Thanks, thank you." Neville had no idea what to say.

"As for the broomstick, I think our savior has gone to help you get it."

Speaking, Malfoy glanced at the side.

"No!" Hermione yelled, and Harry ignored her. The blood hit his eardrums. He immediately mounted the broomstick and kicked the ground hard, so he rose up and the air screamed He shaved his hair, and his robe hulled and fluttered behind him.

Neville's broom was drifting towards the Forbidden Forest.

Harry just felt how free he was, he rides with the wind, as if nothing can restrain him in the world.Go to hell with Snape and those homework.Speed ​​up, speed up!He got closer and closer to the broom.Until it is within reach.

Harry stretched out his hand.Just tried it!He held the worn-out broom tightly.

The Gryffindor students cheered, but Hermione was a little unhappy.Obviously, he still feels bad about his violation of the rules.As for the Slytherin students, they were even more unhappy, because their opponents were so popular.

Then Harry controlled the broom and landed on the grass.A large group of young lions immediately surrounded their heroes.

Harry was very proud. He finally found the place of his talent. When he grabbed the broom and flew into the sky, it seemed that it was part of his body. He could do whatever he wanted. What a pleasant exercise.

"Harry Potter!" His heart sank suddenly.A word from Professor McGonagall made him fall from the clouds.

"I have been at Hogwarts for so many years—never have—"

Professor McGonagall was so surprised that she couldn't speak, her spectacles shone with an angry light, "--how dare you--you will break your neck--"

"It's not his fault, Professor—"

"Shut up, Miss Pettil—"

"He was to help Neville get the broom back, Professor." Even Hermione, who had just spoken to stop him, explained.

"Needless to say."

Professor McGonagall strode towards the castle, and Harry followed mechanically.

"Will I be expelled?" Harry was suffering inwardly, and he didn't know where to start when he wanted to explain.

"History is always similar." Malfoy silently watched McGonagall take Harry away. If nothing else, Gryffindor will soon have another youngest seeker.

"Do you say that the savior will be expelled?" Pansy tugged at Malfoy's robe.

"I don't think so," Malfoy whispered, turning around.

"That's really boring," Pansy muttered."By the way, what spell you just chanted, the wand is useless."

"It's just a floating spell."

"You actually helped a Gryffindor?"

"Take this opportunity to practice wandless casting."

"Do you think I will believe?"

"Then what do you want me to explain?" Malfoy stared at Pansy.

Just as Pansy wanted to ask, he remembered that he "accepted bribes" a lot of candy.Cannibalism."Don't tell, don't tell." Pansy turned her head to the side, as if Malfoy annoyed her.

"I can't say that I had the best impression of him when I read books in my last life." Malfoy thought.

Everyone wanted to be Harry, but they might just be Neville.Who didn't have a heroic dream as a child?Since he has the ability, Malfoy is still willing to give some proper help to this honest little fat man.In his previous life, Neville's last counterattack gave him even more inspiration than Harry.

After all, the past of most people may be as ordinary as Neville or even worse.

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