Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Early in the morning, Harry was awakened by Hermione. He subconsciously looked at Ron's bed, but it was still empty. He sighed and thought: "Today we might find the murderer."

"Merry Christmas to you." Hermione said to him, throwing the gift to Harry, and then confirmed the exciting good news-the medicine is ready.

Harry sat up, completely awake all at once.

"Malfoy had better pray that he didn't do anything bad, or I won't let him go." Harry clenched his fist.Then he teased Ron's pet-Shaban, as if his owner was petrified, Shaban looked a little slouched.

"Yeah." Hermione just nodded slightly.

At this moment, Hedwig flew into the house suddenly, holding a small package in his mouth.It looked like it was a Christmas gift for Harry. Hedwig bit his ear in a very affectionate way. This greeting was much more precious than the gift it brought him.

A toothpick and a letter from a bad relative does not make people happy.

The other Christmas gifts Harry received were much more satisfying.Hagrid gave him a big bag of fudge, and Harry decided to bake it by the fire before eating it. Hermione bought him a luxurious quill pen.Hahe opened the last gift, which turned out to be a brand new hand-knitted sweater and a large raisin cake from Mrs. Weasley.He erected Mrs. Weasley's greeting card, and a sense of guilt surged in his heart.He thought of Mr. Weasley’s car. It has been without a trace since it collided with the hitting Willow. He also thought of Ron lying on the hospital bed, which made him feel even more uncomfortable when he received the gift. .

He saw the unopened "Flying with the Artillery" on Ron's table. He knew it was a gift Ron was going to give him, but he was not there now.

At the Christmas dinner at Hogwarts, everyone ate with relish, and the food can still divert the attention of others. The delicious food makes them temporarily forget the dull atmosphere before.

The auditorium looks magnificent.Not only are there dozens of Christmas trees covered with silver frost, and the thick ribbons of mistletoe and holly crisscross on the ceiling, but also enchanted snow, warm and dry, gently falling from the ceiling .Dumbledore led them to sing a few of his favorite Christmas carols, and Hagrid's voice became louder and louder after he poured cups of eggnog.

"Hermione, it's time." Harry estimated the time and said to Hermione.

"En." Hermione nodded.

Malfoy and Pansy were enjoying the food brought by the Christmas dinner at the Slytherin table. Suddenly there was a scream from the crowd, and then it spread to the Slytherin table.

A pen got out of control. It scurried frantically in the sky, frantically splashing black ink around, splattering everywhere, and the students were agitated.It also brought a long-lost anger to the auditorium, and it kept moving towards the Slytherin table, and finally came to Pansy.

"Oh my God." Pansy screamed, and quickly got up to avoid this "source of all evil." But he still couldn't dodge and was sprayed with black ink.As for Malfoy, he was thinking about his own affairs intently, but subconsciously chanted a spell to himself to avoid suffering, Pansy did not take care of it.

"Who did it?" Pansy screamed like a blasted cat, and looked around, trying to find the culprit. Whoever encounters such a thing on such a happy holiday is in the mood It will not be good, let alone she is still eating.

"Sorry,

"En?" Malfoy was not in the mood to take care of these things either. He was still thinking about how to find a chance to solve the diary and the basilisk once and for all, so he raised his head slightly.He said to Pansy's robe: "Clean up." It seemed that he wanted to make the big things small and the small ones, ready to persuade Pansy not to care about Harry.

As a result, it was completely invalid.

"I'm really sorry." Harry buried his head lower. "The ink of this pen is specially made. It takes a special potion to clean it."

"Oh, there's no way." Malfoy shrugged and said to Pansy: "Then go find our dean, I believe he can do it."

"It's really disappointing." Pansy looked angrily at his wizard robes that were covered with ink.

Malfoy didn't have any suspicion, not to mention that he now puts all his energy on the diary. He witnessed the Weasley brothers' mischief almost once a week. This is very common, and there are always several people involved. , Now the plot has become like this, and Crabbe and Gore are even more so that he doesn't know where they are. He has no idea that there will be someone who wants to play with him later.

History is always surprisingly similar.

Harry took Pansy to the outside of the auditorium with a frustrated face, and then secretly compared to Hermione in a gesture of completion. Hermione understood her heart and hurried to the girls bathroom. She must hurry up, ha Li Neng won not much time.

She and Pansy were not much different in figure, but she still stole a robe from the Slytherin locker room. After all, the clothes between the two academies were not the same.

In the bathroom, the bubbling, syrupy soup was gurgling. Hermione was a little nervous by herself. If Ron and Harry were in her, maybe she wouldn’t be so nervous, but one is now On the hospital bed, one is attracting her attention.

She held the spoon with her trembling hand, then scooped up a large ball of soup and poured it into the glass she had prepared.

The decoction made a loud noise, like a pot of boiling water, and foamed vigorously.After a second, it turned into a slight purple color.

Perhaps due to her similar body, Hermione, who only adjusted her body slightly, didn't suffer too much pain, except that her face was slightly itchy. She went to the mirror and looked at herself.

No flaws.

But she couldn't go out right now. It was too strange. Hermione resisted her eagerness to go out and paced back and forth in the bathroom. She could only choose to believe that Harry would give her enough time.

About twenty minutes later, Hermione slowly walked out of the girls’ bathroom. When she came out, she tried her best to avoid being spotted. She kept looking around, panting for breath, trying to calm herself down. A heart that is about to jump out of his chest, this tension should not be due to just one reason.

In front of the auditorium, she took another deep breath, touched her chest with her hand, as if she wanted to fix it there. Perhaps the distance to the truth was so close, but she felt that she was getting more and more Fear, she even had the idea of ​​fleeing, but she thought of those petrified classmates and one of her best friends, Ron, lying unconsciously on the hospital bed, her hesitant heart again Firm down.

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