Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Faint!"

"The key is flying!"

"Shenfeng Wuying!" "Bone to pieces!"

"All petrochemicals!"

At an earlier moment, Malfoy arrived at the final destination earlier than Quirrell and Audio-Technica. He walked into the last room and slowly came to the front of the Mirror of Eris.

"Those who don't want to get the Philosopher's Stone can really get him." Thinking of this, Malfoy chuckled lightly.Reaching out from his right pocket, a stone appeared in his hand."I'm sorry, I don't lack money, and I don't want immortality full of side effects." He thought of this, played with the stone a few times, and found it meaningless, and put it back in his pocket."As for you, Voldemort, you can witness how deep the double illusion is. Both the magic mirror and the resurrection stone show the same sight. That must be very interesting." He laughed softly, and then moved from the left. Another stone was taken out of his pocket.

"This thing is really burned." Malfoy couldn't help but smile when he looked at the stone.

This is the resurrection stone he picked up from Gunter’s house last time.

"The person who saw himself resurrected, this should be considered a unique achievement, Voldemort, thank me." Not knowing how to do it, he put the other stone in the mirror.

The Mirror of Eris can let people who don't want to get the Philosopher's Stone to get the Philosopher's Stone, and naturally it can also let people who don't want to get the Resurrection Stone get the Resurrection Stone.

"It should be uncomfortable to fall from heaven to hell." Malfoy had already returned to the dormitory at this time, pretending to study hard.

As for Voldemort taking the resurrection stone in his hand, after enjoying a brief illusion, he returned to reality because the stone was broken.Even if the Three Sacred Artifacts can be preserved like this in the face of Li Huo, it is already very good, but after someone's grip, it is estimated that it will be hard to escape.

As the most powerful black wizard today, Voldemort naturally has the will to resist illusions, but these wills are always limited. Under normal circumstances, he may indulge for more than ten seconds and then wake up, but now he is completely addicted to it. , In just three seconds, the stone was broken. Waking up and waking up passively would not be the same experience. Voldemort, who realized that he had been deceived, was furious.

The power of the resurrection stone seemed to be very strong, even Voldemort's spirit was a little shocked, he found that his only remaining magic power could not be used temporarily, and even affected the host, Quirrell.

"Quelow, what did you tell me? There is a Philosopher's Stone here?" The shrill voice was extremely cold, and Voldemort, who had recovered his calm, just wanted to vent now. This subordinate seems to be a good choice.

"Master, I don't know, that stone must be on Potter's body. I can find him by killing him." Quirrell said in horror. He couldn't imagine what punishment he would be punished. In order to make merit, he hurried to Harry rushed, because he also realized that there was something wrong with his body now, so he could only choose to fight melee.

Harry had fainted, Quirrell grabbed his neck, but an unbearable pain came from his hand, "Master, I can't hold him—my hand—my hand!" Quirrell Weeping in pain, his hands were red as if they were burned by fire.

"Tom, you really came back." An old voice suddenly came from all around the room.

"Damn it." Voldemort screamed, then fell silent.

"No, master, don't abandon me! I can still kill Potter!" Quirrell felt that his power was being drained, that person was coming out of his body, and Quirrell's expression became more and more frightened. I don't know if he is afraid that Voldemort will kill him immediately, or if he is afraid of the endless future of Azkaban.

"Stupid guy, bad thing about me.

"Dumbledore, you wait, I will come back." In the end, he could only put down a ruthless word and ran away dingy.

Dumbledore didn't try to keep him, or he knew he couldn't stay, or he knew it was meaningless, but behind his glasses, the cloudy old eyes showed a hint of clarity, which seemed to be a little surprised.

"I want to talk to that kid." He touched his nose that had been interrupted several times, and said to himself, now the old man's eyes have become surprisingly sharp.

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There is no difference from the original world line. All the encounters between Harry and Quirrell in the dungeon have spread like wildfire. Perhaps they have been beautified and modified by someone. Most students still believe the official words. As for Slytherin’s Most students are difficult to accept.

"Draco, I have an ominous premonition." Pansy whispered while sitting next to Malfoy.

There is a jubilant atmosphere in the auditorium. The school is holding a year-end banquet, and students from the four colleges are all gathered together.The auditorium was decorated with green and silver representing Slytherin to celebrate their seven consecutive years of winning the Academy Cup.On the wall behind the main guest seat, there was a huge banner painted with Slytherin snakes.

"What's the matter, Pansy?" Malfoy asked.

Pansinu snorted and pointed to the door of the auditorium. Harry slowly walked in. The moment he entered, the auditorium was suddenly silent, and then suddenly everyone began to speak loudly again.

"I think this guy will earn a lot of points for Gryffindor. Look at the announcement made by Dumbledore, how partial it is. At that time, I felt that I could just be fired when I went to the dungeon." Pansy stared at Ha Lee, it's like seeing the enemy of life and death.

"More than that, they are a four-person luxury bonus package." Malfoy thought this way, but he didn't feel much. Whether he was in the past or this life, he was a person with no sense of collective honor.

"Then be prepared to see the ugliness of the adult world." Malfoy rubbed Pansy's hair.

"Will we really lose?" she asked.

"I didn't say that." Malfoy immediately spread his hands, expressing his innocence.

After a while, Dumbledore arrived, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided."Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said cheerfully. "Before you can enjoy these delicious dishes, I must trouble you to listen to the old man's clichés. What a wonderful year! Your little heads are sure. It’s a little richer than in the past. There is a whole summer vacation waiting for you before, so that you can digest those things well before the beginning of the next semester, and free your mind.

"Now, as far as I know, we must first carry out the Academy Cup award ceremony. The specific scores of each school are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff, Three hundred fifty-two points; Ravenclaw 426 points, Slytherin 492 points."

Neville was not there that day. Compared with the last world line, Gryffindor should still be in third place, because they still have 50 points more, but someone’s academic dominance completely suppressed Miss Master. In class The bonus points of the company have traded, offsetting those gaps.Even Slytherin scored higher than the original.

There was a thunderous cheering and stomping on the Slytherin table. Malfoy was expressionless. Pansy seemed to be in a bad mood because of what he said earlier, and the cloud in his heart lingered.

"Yeah, yeah, good performance," Dumbledore said. "However, recent events must also be counted." The auditorium became very quiet, and the Slytherins' smiles narrowed."Uh, uh," Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I still have some final scores to be assigned. Let me see. By the way, "The first item-Mr. Ron Weasley" Ron's face snapped. It was so red that it looked like a carrot in the sun. "He won the best game of chess at Hogwarts in many years, and I reward Gryffindor Academy with fifty points for this."

The cheers of the Gryffindors almost overturned the enchanted ceiling.The stars above them seemed to be shaking slightly.You can hear Percy telling other prefects loudly: "It's my brother, you know! My youngest brother! Successfully passed Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard!"

After all, everyone calmed down again."The second item-Miss Hermione Granger, facing the fire, she calmly performed logical reasoning, and more than that, she calmly used spells on the board to help her teammates, and used the knowledge from the herbal medicine class to solve I want to reward Gryffindor College with sixty points for the nasty plant." Hermione buried her face in her arms. No one knew her mood. Harry suspected she was crying with joy, but her mood was sour at the moment. Incomparable: "He knows everything, the devil net, the simplified obstacle curse, he knows everything, he helped us, but now we are the only one who gets extra points." Then she silently raised her head and looked in the direction of Slytherin. I only saw Malfoy sitting in distress without any expression."These bonus points may have belonged to him." She tried to stand up and tell Dumbledore aloud, but couldn't speak.

"The third item-Harry Potter," Dumbledore said.The auditorium suddenly became extremely silent."He showed fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I also want to reward Gryffindor College with seventy points."

The noise is almost deafening.Those students who can calculate the score in their hearts while shouting hoarsely know that Gryffindor is now 492 points-exactly the same as Slytherin's score.They are already close to the Academy Cup champion-it would be nice if Dumbledore awarded Harry a point.

Dumbledore raised a hand.The auditorium gradually became quiet again.

"There are many types of courage," Dumbledore smiled. "We need superhuman courage to deal with our enemies, and it takes great courage to stand our ground in front of friends. Therefore, I want to reward Mr. Neville Longbottom. very."

If someone was standing outside the auditorium at this moment, they might think that there was an explosion here, and the cheers on the Gryffindor table went up and down.Harry and Ron immediately stood up and cheered loudly. Neville's face was pale in surprise, and he was overwhelmed by the crowd rushing to hug him.He never gave Gryffindor a point! Everyone seemed crazy, except for Hermione, she just slowly got up from her seat and patted her hands gently. No one noticed her. abnormal.

"That means," Dumbledore had to yell loudly to overcome the thunderous cheers, because even the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were celebrating the sudden defeat of Slytherin. "We need to make some small changes to the decoration here."

He clapped his hands, and immediately, the green overhanging ribbons turned bright red, and the silver ones turned gold; the huge Slytherin snake disappeared and was replaced by an imposing Gryffindor lion.

Snape was shaking hands with Professor McGonagall, and forced an awkward smile on his face.His eyes met Harry, and Harry immediately understood that Snape's attitude towards him remained unchanged.Harry thought there was nothing to worry about.It seems that next year's life will return to normal again, at least to the usual state of Hogwarts.

This was the best night in Harry's life, better than the days when he won the Quidditch game and celebrated Christmas. He will never forget this night and will never forget it.

"How do you know that we will lose?" Pansy's head drooped. Unfortunately, Malfoy's crow-like prophecy came into effect."The seven-game winning streak of the college was ended in the first year we entered. Why? You did so well in class, why didn't you give us a few more points?" Pansy hammered Malfoy's shoulder, shaking with anger, as if to Like crying anytime.She also knew that she was making trouble unreasonably. The situation on the scene had already shown that no matter how high the Slytherin score was, she would be surpassed, but she just wanted to vent, just wanted to vent her anger, and she started to sob.

"Don't be angry, the Academy Cup can't be eaten as a meal." Malfoy held Pansy and gently patted her behind to comfort her, soothing her for a while before her crying gradually stopped.

The banquet was over, and students from various colleges began to disperse.

Malfoy was about to go back to the dorm. He was exhausted the other day to shame Voldemort, and he hadn't gotten a good rest.As he walked on the road, he couldn't help thinking: "The reuse rate of those organs is really good. The three-headed dog does not die. The key just changes shape and the chess pieces can automatically recover. As for the potion..." With a trembling, he thought of the poison that Dumbledore would never seem to drink five years from now.

"Professor Dumbledore is waiting for you in his principal's office, Mr. Draco." Professor McGonagall stopped him, her face a little confused."It seems to be some questions about the final exam, he wants to ask you." Professor McGonagall added.Although Professor McGonagall didn’t like Slytherin very much, she still had to say two words to this student: “satisfied”, so now she is also wondering why Dumbledore came to him for the final exam. She seems that the final exam questions are not necessarily more difficult than her usual questions.

"Okay, I see, Professor McGonagall." Malfoy nodded."When did the old bee's psychic mind be so powerful, now even I think he knows, besides, I am so far away from him now." Of course this is just a joke.As for why Dumbledore sought him, he knew well.

"By the way, the password is a pile of cockroaches." Professor McGonagall added.

"Thank you," Malfoy replied.

Coming to the office for the second time, Malfoy was familiar with the road.

As soon as the word "Cockroach Pile" was spoken, the stone monster jumped aside. Surprisingly, the door inside was not closed.

It was still the familiar arrangement. Various silverware was vomiting smoke. Dumbledore was tearing open a pack of sizzling honey candy at his desk. He seemed to hear a sound. He looked up and hurriedly waved to him. : "Stop standing, sit down, my child."

Malfoy was wondering whether it was his memory problem or the other party’s problem. The last time we met was a fright, and now this old bee pretended to be like a okay person. The older the person, the thicker the face. false.

"This time the Academy Cup has wronged you." Dumbledore gave up the packaging of the lollipop and said kindly to Malfoy.

"Professor, what are you talking about, why don't I understand?" Malfoy began to pretend to be stupid."Didn't I have some problems with the final exam score? Where is the problem?"

"Haha." Dumbledore shook his beard and smiled awkwardly. "It's nothing, but it's too good. I think I need to reward you."

"Thank you Professor, I don't need it. I have to comfort my little girlfriend. She is crying so sad today." Malfoy retreated.Just kidding, I didn't knock on the sticks that were delivered to the door. I really thought I was a good young man who gave himself up?

"I think the trauma of the soul needs something like this to heal." Dumbledore took out a delicate bottle from his arms, which was filled with crystal clear liquid.Even with a glass of glass, Malfoy could feel the powerful magical fluctuations and a touch of holiness.

"Open your eyes and tell nonsense, in which year can Phoenix's tears heal the trauma in his heart?" Malfoy still put the bottle away, slandering in his heart."I think this thing should still work, isn't it? Thank you so much." He paused and then said, "By the way, Professor, I found a strange stone while wandering around the school the other day. Can you? Can't you help me take a look?" He touched his pocket, took out the magic stone and placed it on the table.

"Oh, it's a magical stone. I think I have to study it for a few days." Dumbledore said while holding his glasses, and then took the Philosopher's Stone into his arms.Then he asked sincerely: "Harry said he also saw a strange stone, do you know what it is?"

"Hold that stone. For you, if you can get that stone, you should be able to see the same person as in the magic mirror of Eris. It looks like a series with your wand, but now it should be It turned to ashes," Malfoy said lightly, then turned and left, leaving Dumbledore behind.

No one saw Dumbledore's hand suddenly grasping the corner of the table. The death of his sister was the heaviest pain in his life.

Malfoy let out a sigh of relief when he went out."It's really troublesome to deal with old bees." He shook his head."But in order to repair the relationship, he is really willing to spend his money." Thinking about it, he glanced at the bottle of Phoenix tears in his hand, and the magic in it almost overflowed.

The last meeting proved his own strength. The Philosopher’s Stone incident this time showed his position. Dumbledore may still be skeptical, but for a child with strength and talent, Dumbledore’s choice will certainly be. He is different from Voldemort. He has the love of his relatives and maybe friends. Dumbledore will naturally find a way to get him. In a sense, he and Voldemort are the same kind of people, who do whatever they can to end.From the fact that he can set a plan to make perfect use of his death when facing his own death situation, it can be seen that in this sense, he is more terrifying than Voldemort.

There may be other reasons. If Malfoy is a poor and white purebred Muggle wizard, he might be arbitrarily rounded by Old Deng, but now Malfoy’s father is a school director and a voice in the wizarding world. People, Dumbledore can only choose to lure.

"Actually, Old Deng, you are really not suitable for education." Malfoy remembered Voldemort's childhood, the former Tom Riddle was stubborn and abnormal, hanged a child's rabbit, took other people's things as his own, and abducted them. What did Dumbledore do when the two children went into the cave by the sea?Control violence with violence!He used a burning closet to force Riddle to make a confession.He kept saying "love", but ended up dealing with an orphan in this way.

When you can intimidate someone into submission, you don’t know that an evil seed has already been planted. Today I am no better than you. You make me submit. Then I will be stronger than you, and I can make you submit. , This may be the first lesson Dumbledore taught Voldemort.

"But it doesn't matter, the benefits of getting it are the most tangible." Malfoy couldn't help but look carefully at the bottle of Phoenix tears, fascinated by the majestic magic."This thing is much more practical than the old magic wand, maybe it's one more life." The harvested Malfoy was in a good mood, couldn't help blowing a whistle, and returning to the bedroom with a whistle all the way, some Slytherin students I thought it was because of the Academy Cup that he was irritated and went crazy.

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