Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

In the Slytherin lounge, the fireplace on the wall has been out of work for a long time, because the summer vacation is coming and the weather is getting hot.Crabbe and Gore are complimenting Malfoy crappyly, because his grades are the first in the whole year, but it is clear that he himself is not useful.

"Crabbe, Gore, all right, you can stop now." Malfoy dropped his hands and made a stop gesture."Such an exam is meaningless. You don't have to spend time complimenting me." He paused, then looked at Gore and said, "Your grades should be our dean's release. Next time, it won't be so. Good luck."

Gore could only claim it in a solemn way, and of course a genius knew whether he could understand Malfoy.

"What's the use of the first? The Academy Cup is not gone." Pansy said in a strange voice, apparently still worrying about the lost Academy Cup.

"Uh, let's get started. Even if I can add twenty points first, Dumbledore can still add more to other people if I can just find it." Malfoy encouraged.

"Cunning old man."

"Well, don't worry about these things anymore, you should now plan how to enjoy the upcoming vacation." Malfoy chose to change the subject.

"Isn't this something you should consider?" Pansy asked in surprise.

"It's over." Malfoy felt like he had found the wrong topic, but he could only say: "Uh...I need to do a lot of practical work this holiday, both in magic and life." He shrugged and continued: "You know, my father is always very strict with me. Next school year, am I not going to sponsor some broomsticks to the team? Maybe I should go to work this holiday to prove something, right?" Of course these are his. Nonsense, but it sounds reasonable.

"Then we won't be able to see each other for the whole holiday?" Pansy was a little shaken, but still asked.

"Of course not. Adults have time off. What's more, I am a child laborer?" Malfoy shook his head decisively, but he thought in his heart: "But I don't necessarily give myself a holiday."

"All right." Pansy nodded reluctantly."Remember to bring me a gift." She whispered.

"Of course." Malfoy readily agreed.

The next day, the students boarded the train to go home. Their luggage was packed. A notice was sent to every student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.Malfoy was sitting in an ordinary car with other people. A great man in his previous life said: "We come from the crowd, and we have to go back to the crowd." For him, he actually doesn't like being alone. It's better to be lively on the way home.

The trio of Audio-Technica were in a few locations not far from them. "You must come to our house this summer," Ron said. "You two will come-I will send an owl to invite you."

"Thank you," Harry said, "I really need to have hope."

"The relatives of your family are too much." Ron looked a little bit angry.

"Actually, I'm used to it, and I might have a good holiday this holiday, won't I?" Harry said.

"What, did they switch sex?" Ron asked.

"I really think the logic of our Muggle society is very suitable for you, Ron." Hermione who had been silent said."Harry, you must have not told them that students can't use magic outside of school, right?"

"That way your cousin won't dare to bully you. This is really a brilliant idea." Ron cheered.Then he turned his head and said to Hermione: "Please relax, our academy is number one." At this time, he saw Hermione holding a magazine-"Transfiguration Today" in his hand."I really can't imagine you are studying on the way home,

"Ron, keep your voice down," Harry whispered.

Hermione closed the book and looked up at Ron: "The Academy Cup is a collective honor, and I will not give up what I can win. We can add so many points and it is with the help of others."

"Well, the principal, Professor McGonagall, and even that pesky old bat, they all helped us, but they are all principals and teachers. They can’t give extra points to their academy because of this. There can never be someone else. Let Lettering help us, haha." Ron consciously told a joke and laughed first.

Hermione's eyes dimmed, ignoring Ron, and continued to look down and start reading.

"Oh, Ron, sometimes I have to say, you can keep as few words as possible," Harry reminded.

"I think so." Ron covered his mouth, feeling like he had said something wrong again, but he didn't know where he was wrong.

As for Malfoy, he played cards with Pansy and his friends (follows?) to spend an empty journey.But it doesn't seem to be very interesting. After all, games that have always been won should not be interesting to play. If you bet money, Crabbe and Gore should have lost their underwear by now.

"I understand why you keep staying away from the two of them. It's really boring." Pansy said while playing a heart king, obviously disgusting these two followers.

"I think we can change the game." Malfoy snapped his fingers, and the cards on the table disappeared, replaced by a bunch of small rectangles made of unknown materials.

"What is this?" Pansy asked.

"A game from the mysterious kingdom of the East, I think this rule should be relatively simple." Malfoy said, as for what game this is, everyone should be able to guess.

"It's the East again. You seem to really like the culture there. Even the stories that were told are from there, but now it's a game." Pansy's tone was a bit sour, Malfoy A keen sense of her tone is wrong.

The latter words made him realize that someone was jealous again.

"So you are interested in that Ravenclaw because she is an Oriental? Was the heroic rescue of the United States planned a long time ago? I know you two must have a common language." West continued.

Malfoy can only sigh: "Don't underestimate the woman's ability to associate." Helplessly continued: "Now let's pass the time first, the rule is..."

I have to say that this game has been enduring in TC because of his reasons. Not long after, even Crabbe and Gore played happily. Pansy's attention was no longer on jealousy, but shifted. Arrived on dozens of small long squares.

"Your game is not fun at all." Pansy bulged his cheeks after losing a few games in a row.

"They keep losing, you say boring, they are lucky, and you don't think it is fun again." Malfoy felt a headache.

"So you have to help me in the next game." Pansy threatened viciously.

So soon the scene on the table turned into a one-sided slaughter.

"I won again!" Pansy threw down the cards in front of him excitedly, but suddenly found that they suddenly disappeared.

"Dear Pansy, although it may have disturbed your interest, but I want to say, we are already there." Malfoy patted his hand, so that the attention of several people was transferred to him, and several people found out The train has stopped.

"Okay." Pan Xi pursed her lips and accepted the reality reluctantly. It was obvious that she hadn't recovered from the big killings at the poker table.

"Well, I'll bring you something more fun when we meet next time." Malfoy rubbed Pansy's head fondly and said.

"Let go." Pansy hurriedly opened his hand, his face was a little red, and seemed a little embarrassed. This kind of intimacy is usually done when there are no people around, which makes her somewhat uncomfortable.

Then Malfoy helped Pansy get out of the car with the luggage. Although he didn't say anything, he still knew the girl was a little reluctant to look at him through Pansy's eyes."But I'm really busy this holiday." Malfoy was actually a little entangled."Forget it, go one step at a time," he said to himself.

After getting off the car, Malfoy saw the Lucius and his wife on the platform. The two of them were also waving at Malfoy, so Malfoy strode towards them.

"Pansy, you have grown a lot taller without seeing you in a year." Narcissa's focus was obviously on the girl beside Malfoy."Well, little Draco didn't bully you at school? If he bullied you, tell me, I'll help you clean him up." Narcissa is very keen to match his son. As for Pansy, she is also very satisfied. Born in blood, they have friendship with their parents, and they look very obedient, don't they?

"He is very nice to me." Pansy said with a blushing face, lowering his head.

"Of course, a gentleman can inherit it." Lucius added next to him.

"Well, do you want to come to our house first, little Pansy?" Narcissa sent out her invitation.

"No, thank you for your invitation, but my father has also come to pick me up." Pansy shook his head and pointed to Hector, who was still looking around.

"Then I won't force it. Anyway, there should be enough time for the summer vacation." Narcissa didn't insist, and then said: "Go ahead, don't make your father wait in a hurry. If you wait, he will think he is his own. Who did the daughter abduct?" Narcissa teased her.

Then Hector and Lucius naturally met again, and after the polite greetings, they returned to their homes with their children.

There was another twisting feeling that made people go around. The Malfoys walked out of the fireplace, looking at the familiar layout of the home, and the gorgeous carpet under their feet. Malfoy knew that he was home, which also meant his vacation plans. It has officially started.

"The first task is naturally you." Malfoy squeezed a small bottle in his pocket and whispered to himself.

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