Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Malfoy at the dining table couldn't help but yawned. He read a book very late yesterday, because he thought that today is the Quidditch game and basically the whole school does not have classes, so he stayed up for a while.But unexpectedly, he was forcibly pulled from the bed by Pansy this morning.

"First, why can girls go to the men's bed at will? Second, why are everyone so enthusiastic about this game?" Malfoy repeated his movements mechanically, pushing the bread into his mouth with two huge black circles under his eyes. in.Can not help but slander.

"Today is the most critical day. If we lose, Gryffindor will really catch up with us." Pansy next to Malfoy analyzed the situation of Quidditch and its impact on the College Cup.

"In any case, Dumbledore will give this year's Academy Cup to the Lions in order to gain prestige for Harry." Malfoy knew it well, but he wouldn't say it.

"What's more, other people still have the protagonist's halo. The Golden Snitch flies directly into his mouth, how can I win here." Naturally, it is impossible to tell Pansy these words.Malfoy can only say a few perfunctory words: "As for the small bodies of Gryffindor, our team can definitely crush them, so don't worry."

"By the way, I heard that the savior is still Gryffindor's seeker, and their captain also said that it is a secret weapon. What can the first grade do? Can't cheat?" Pansy said as he took two dollars. The bread was spread with jam in the middle.

"Miss, when it comes to cheating, most people will first think about our college." Malfoy wanted to laugh.When it comes to Quidditch, Slytherin cheating is not a big deal, but there are so many small actions that many people actually don't have a good impression of their team.

"You're almost there." Pansy looked expectantly at Malfoy."Suppress their arrogance severely."

"Don't come to this set. I'm not interested. I wouldn't go to the game if you told me to do it today." Malfoy naturally refused.

"Not interested? That means you are actually very good, right?" Pansy seemed to catch the loophole in Malfoy's words.

"Don't talk while eating." Malfoy slipped a piece of bread into Pansy's mouth. Pansy then made a slight whine, staring at Malfoy bitterly.

"Do you want to murder me?" The piece of bread seemed a little big, and Pansy swallowed it for half a day before it was completely resolved. He also drank a big mouthful of honey tea.

"You are murdering me when you ask me to attend those activities. You know..."

"Time is life." Pansy said strangely."Are you annoying, what happened to my murder? You are willing to go today, but you are not willing to go too."

"Fine, fine." Malfoy waved his hand.

"Just collect the information of the Dark Lord." Malfoy tried his best to convince himself, let himself feel that today's activity is meaningful.

"It's about the same." Pansy raised his head, seeming to declare his victory again.

By eleven o'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students of the school had come to the stands around the Quidditch Stadium.Many students also brought binoculars.The seats were almost raised to mid-empty, but sometimes it was still difficult to see the game.

Due to Pansy's high enthusiasm, Malfoy and her came early, and the seats were considered forward, but for this kind of game, the difference between the front and rear seats is actually not that big.

"Suck." Pansy patted his forehead."I forgot to bring my binoculars." Then he looked at Malfoy blankly, hoping that he would have a solution.

"Don't look at me, or should I try it with a flying curse?"

"Go to hell." Malfoy was joking, it was too far from the bedroom.There is also a distance limit for the flying curse,

"Actually, if you don't see clearly, the blow will be lighter." Malfoy thought.

"Close your eyes," Malfoy said softly, still preparing to fulfill Pansy's wish.

Pansy obediently followed suit immediately.

"I'm not arrogant at all when I'm asking." Malfoy couldn't help laughing.

"Broad horizon!" Malfoy whispered a spell.

As a sorcerer who seeks to make progress, his own magic spell can be said to be a demarcation point. In a sense, only after he creates or improves a magic spell can he truly be regarded as entering the room in the magic field, otherwise it can only be regarded Pick up the teeth of predecessors.Professor Lockhart, who will be coaching next year, is said to be mediocre, but his improved "forgetting nothing" is still in the magic world.

"Innovation is the primary productive force." Malfoy's thoughts drifted away again.

"The first magic spell he created was actually used in such a place." Malfoy didn't know whether to cry or laugh.As far as human nature is concerned, being brave and ruthless has long been deeply rooted in genes. If it can, Malfoy would of course also want to create a lethal spell like "Shen Feng Wuying", but it seems that it has already backfired.

"Auxiliary is also good." Malfoy could only comfort himself.

"You can open your eyes."

"Now I finally understand the reason why you ran to the library in one day." Pansy looked towards the center of the court, feeling like he was listening to the captain's words around the Slytherin players, any small movements of any Slytherin player. She couldn't escape her eyes, even the spitting stars splashed when Flint spoke.

"Just so-so." Pansy commented."I still want to hear what they are saying."

"I really can't do this." Malfoy shrugged helplessly.

"It's useless." Pansy curled his lips.

"Hey, do you count as crossing the river to demolish the bridge?"

"Don't make a noise, the game is about to start."

"Sure enough, no matter which world female football fan is, it is unreasonable." Malfoy felt a little injured.

The game is about to begin, and Mrs. Hooch is standing in the center of the court as a referee, holding her flying broomstick in her hand, waiting for the players from both sides.

The stands on the periphery of the stadium were full of voices, some were pulling banners, and some were shaking small flags made by themselves.Some people use telescopes to observe their teammates quietly and intently.Some people are wandering.Yes, it was Malfoy, he was looking around when everyone else was looking forward to the game.

"Infatuated professor, the beloved will continue to be a nanny for her son when he is dead." Soon Malfoy saw Snape, still with the cold expression, but his eyes were on Harry from time to time.

Moving his gaze, Malfoy soon saw Professor Quirrell wearing a turban.

"This is the real lucky E. You can meet the Dark Lord in the wild." Malfoy sighed."However, the BOSS only uses you as cannon fodder."

Moving his gaze again, he swept across the tallest row. He saw Ron and Hermione sitting together, with Simonaway and others beside them. They were holding a banner made of sheets that said Potter must Victory, a lion symbolizing Gryffindor was drawn below, and Hermione chanted softly, making the paint on the banner flash in different colors.

The players on both sides gradually moved closer to the center, and Mrs. Hooch raised her voice: "Listen, I hope everyone will participate in the game fairly and honestly." When Mrs. Hooch spoke, her eyes stayed on the captain of the Slytherin team. On the body, it is obviously a special warning.

"Please ride on the flying broomstick."

The players on both sides mounted their broomsticks.

Madam Hooch blew her silver whistle vigorously.

Fifteen flying broomsticks rose from the ground, rising high into the sky.The game started.

"Equipment rolling, how to play this?" Malfoy has good eyesight, and he can see the situation on the field without applying magic.However, he couldn't help shook his head when he saw the speed of the crowd during takeoff."No wonder the team has to sponsor the next year, the gap is too big." Harry took the lead and rushed into the sky holding the broom.The Slytherin and Fendor players are clearly behind him.

You come and go in the subsequent games, and Malfoy just feels dull.The existence of the Golden Snitch is enough to completely destroy the gameplay of this kind of game, and the game that puts the result of the game on one person is really not worth seeing.

"Whoever will go up and take two or three hundred points with the ghost fly ball to fight this rule." Malfoy thought maliciously.

"Gryffindor goalkeeper Wood made a beautiful move and broke the ball. Now it's Gryffindor team taking the ball-that's Gryffindor chaser Katie Bell over the court. Rushing around Flint quickly-oops-that must be painful." Lee Jordan's voice echoed loudly over the court.Malfoy only felt sad for the professionalism of this event.As a commentator, how can there be such a clear bias towards the two teams?Gryffindor is beautiful and perfect when he gets the ball.Slytherin had nothing.This reminded Malfoy of a sentence in his previous life: "Long live Italy." The commentator who said this sentence was often sprayed.

Then the game continued.Flint fouled, he smashed into Harry and gave Gryffindor a free kick.But it seems that they did not grasp this opportunity.

Harry seemed to feel something wrong with his broomstick on the court at this moment.He can't direct it at all.Flying broomstick turned left and right and shuttled in the air, swaying violently from time to time, and almost fell him from above.

"Ron, you see, Harry's broomstick is a bit abnormal." Hermione seemed to have noticed the problem first.

Harry's broom twitched and twisted wildly, slowly and higher and higher to keep Harry away from the field.

"Harry's talent is as powerful as his father, don't worry," Hagrid muttered.Because of his magical creatures, he had to be a little late."This must be a Gryffindor's strategy, you know—it's impossible!" Hagrid suddenly shouted.

All the people in the stands were pointing upwards at Harry.His flying broomstick began to churn and roll, and Harry could barely support it from falling.Suddenly, there was another crazy twist of the flying broom, and Harry was thrown off by it.He now grabs the broomstick with only one hand and hangs it in the air.

"Did Flint hit him just now, did the broomstick have a problem?" Seamus whispered.

"That's the latest light wheel 2000." Ron's voice trembled.

"It must be black magic." Hermione gave her own inference, talking about the telescope that had taken Hagrid, but instead of looking at the court, she looked at the crowd in the stands.

Soon she seemed to have found the target and quickly left the small group in Gryffindor.

"Little girl is going to act." Malfoy watched Hermione struggle through the crowd and came to the stand where Snape was.

"It's a pity that I got the wrong person." Malfoy rubbed his nose and sat watching the show.

"IQ is worrying." Malfoy stared at Quirrell, who was interrupted by Hermione inadvertently. He couldn't help but laugh. How old was his experience to deal with Harry in full view. Dumbledore is not a vegetarian, even without Hermione. It’s impossible for Old Deng to cause Harry to have an accident.

The effect of the curse ceased and Harry's broomstick returned to normal.

Suddenly there was a tidal wave of cheers from the stands, and people stood up and clapped their hands.Harry spit out the golden snitch in his mouth, waved his broom, and said, "I caught the snitch!"Li Jordan announced the result of the game loudly, 170 points to 60, Gryffindor won the game.

"Damn it." Pansy said bitterly.

"So you pinched my leg, eldest lady." Malfoy only felt a tingling in his thigh. Pansy pinched him severely, as if he was venting. As for whose leg was pinched Pansy is concerned about the problem.

"Never sit with female fans again." Malfoy said to himself secretly.

"Finally, observe two seconds of silence for Mr. Snape whose robes were burned." Malfoy finally glanced at the professor who had been badly cheated by Hermione.

"Let's go." Pansy stood up angrily, and was thrown back into the chair after just a step.

"The horizon is the same!" Malfoy couldn't help smiling.Obviously Pansy, who hadn't solved the curse, couldn't notice his feet.

"Get up." Malfoy stretched out his hand to pull Pansy up and take her away.But she lowered her head as if thinking about something.

"It was just a fluke that they won today, right?" Pansy said suddenly, looking at Malfoy.

"It's definitely a fluke." Malfoy could only follow her naturally.

"We will definitely win next year, right?"

"Of course." Malfoy comforted.

"You will definitely help us get revenge, right?"

"Right, right, right." Malfoy felt as though he had been slapped.

"Very well, I am in a much better mood now." Pansy's face suddenly showed a smile, like a ray of sunshine cast by the rainy clouds."Let's go." Pansy said happily, as if the loss of the game had no effect on her.

Malfoy: "......"

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