Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Compared to other families who send their children to school, the Malfoys seem to be very relaxed. They don't have large bags of luggage. Narcissa, who dotes on Draco, chose to pay more for a more relaxed check.

She couldn't bear to let her darling go to school with her heavy luggage. As for Lucius, she didn't care about the little money.

And Malfoy himself could only choose to accept the kindness of his parents to him.

There is no need to extend the curse without trace, the big iron cage is indeed not convenient to carry.

There was nothing wrong along the way. When they arrived at the station, they followed the moving crowd slowly forward. Narcissa complained about the annoying air conditions in the train station from time to time. It was normal for people to shoulder each other. With a slight cleanliness, she can't bear it. The way to express her dissatisfaction is to frown her long and narrow eyebrows, and constantly pick and choose against the actually unsatisfactory environment.

Lucius declined to comment, he is used to his wife's character.

After a while, they moved to the forefront of the platform and could board the train at any time. The scarlet steam locomotive was facing the top of the platform, spewing smoke, and the platform was full of wizard parents and their children with the Lucius couple.

"Hector!" Lucius showed a smile, changed his cane to his left hand, then walked straight to his old friend, stretched out his right hand, and expressed his joy after seeing his friend.

Hector also stretched out his right hand symbolically and shook it lightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Draco has grown taller again, and it looks like he will be a man like your father in the future." Hector said with a smile. For parents, the best way to get closer is to praise their own. child.

"Where, your little princess is really a lot taller." Lucius was also polite.

After that, the junior’s greetings to the elders were indispensable, so a few people wasted a little time under the platform. Malfoy saw Pansy looking at his face without any expression, and couldn’t help but start to remember where he offended her again. .

She was indifferent towards the end of last semester, but Malfoy could not find any obvious reason.

It can only be attributed to the teenage puberty, right?

The two of them got on the train together and sat on adjacent chairs, neither of them said a word.But only Pansy herself knew that she was not as calm as she seemed.

Since Pansy didn't seem to be willing to talk to himself, Malfoy wouldn't be arrogant to speak up. The train shook, and after confirming the start, he closed his eyes and woke up against the window.

Looking at that familiar side face, Pansy felt lucky and relieved.

When news of the basilisk raging came from outside, she was still cleaning the robe soiled by ink in Snape’s office. She was a little gloat at the time, thinking about which hapless Mudblood was. Attacked.

But when she saw that Malfoy might be alive or dead in the hospital bed, she felt like she had made a mistake.

"The pure blood of a wizard is noble, and the blood of Muggles is dirty." She heard her parents say these words countless times, imperceptibly, under the influence of ears, she thought it was a matter of course.

These thoughts were already deeply engraved in her mind, but the encounter with Malfoy changed her.

He would be very upset when he heard her say Mudblood, even though his parents were actually pure blood, even though he still showed a sense of superiority because of his blood in front of his parents.

But she knew that Malfoy actually dismissed it, it was just a disguise.

He would insert some Muggle history by telling himself stories. Some stories sounded more bizarre than novels, but he had never heard of them. Her own parents would not care about the Muggle history. Wouldn't hire a Muggle history teacher for her.Everything is very novel to her, but in order to show her reservedness, sometimes even if her heart is tight for this, she does not show it, but forces herself to say something vicious.

She knew that Muggle society is also discriminatory, but a black person in Muggle society can actually become the president of the country, which makes her unable to believe that it is like a mudblood who becomes the Minister of Magic, just like heaven. Night Tan.

She still remembered that the black man's name was Ooguanhai. Even though Malfoy said it was sometime in the future, she still chose to believe it.

She was a little shaken, but it was still not obvious. She tried to restrain herself from saying insulting words in public, but she didn't want to admit that she was affected. She compromised with herself: "This is just what a well-trained lady should have. ."

But she still couldn't avoid cursing in her heart.

What she hates most is the girl named Hermione.

The results are one of the best, if it weren't for Draco to be better, maybe Gryffindor would be the first in the results.

She also "seduceed" Malfoy, she had seen them two alone, or when she left herself behind.

She feels that only she can enjoy Malfoy’s accommodation. He will considerately leave a copy for herself when he gets the candy from the family, will comfort her after losing the Quidditch game, will tell her many interesting stories, The curse of her safety that taught her self-defense will accommodate her when she is angry. Even if she is not reasonable, he will still apologize to herself when she loses some temper.

But she could see from his eyes that he only had the kind of pampering like his own "father" for her, and no other emotions.Maybe it's not for the time being, but the blushing occasionally to molest him is just a normal reaction.

He should be the first person of the same age he knows, maybe he will really like himself when he grows older.

Maybe he is still a child in his eyes.

Looking at the hospital bed, Pansy had an unspeakable sense of fear even looking at the ray of blood seeping from the bandage. If the head was injured, she had imagined that he would leave herself forever?The wizard's magic is not powerful enough to regenerate the head.

Can pureblood be able to make the god of death be merciful when facing death?

Apart from the identity gap, she really couldn't find a trace of her better than Hermione.

From her point of view, even Malfoy's life was saved by the Muggle Witch, and it was Principal Dumbledore who she informed, and Malfoy escaped.

She thought for a long time, but she maintained the same attitude and tone as usual on the bright side. Only she knew that her attitude had changed.

Even if you can't help him, you can't be a drag oil bottle.

This is also one of the reasons why she didn't contact Malfoy much during the holidays. She wasted too much time and she decided to catch up.

The boy always mentions the dangers that may happen in the future consciously or unconsciously, and she subconsciously chooses to believe him, even if she realizes that she may not be able to fight alongside him, at least she can't hold him back.

Pansy remembered how many dark nights she woke up from her sleep, and the last picture before her was of Malfoy lying in a desolate ruin, surrounded by ruined walls and broken bricks.A group of ominous crows flew under the gloomy sky, making creepy calls, and standing around many people she knew or did not know, including Malfoy’s parents, her own parents, and Principal Dumbledore Another person also lay on the ground, but that person may not be called a human being. His nose is completely absent, leaving only two disgusting gaps.

She guessed he was dead, but the hideous face still scared her.

This dream made her heart palpitations.

She didn't want to think about what this dream meant, or directly predicting the future. What she hoped more was that this was just her own random thinking.

Just when she wanted to withdraw her thoughts, she suddenly found that her panic was magnified many times, and the scene in front of her continued to change. The man without a nose stood up, firing a spell on the people around him. The shooting star-like curse made people fall upon the touch, and people ran away in fear.

Her heart was soaked with a poison called fear, and the feeling of coldness spread across her body in an instant, and the only warmth seemed to be eaten by a small insect bit by bit.

A white light suddenly fell in front of her eyes, as if dispelling the holy light of the dark clouds, she heard the familiar voice in her ears: "Pansy, are you all right?"

She saw Malfoy looking at her with concern, and the tip of the wand in her hand was emitting a soft silvery white light. She just wanted to answer, only to realize that every inch of her body seemed to be chilly, and the chill was skipped. The skin made her tremble uncontrollably, and she wanted to talk but couldn't speak.

"This group of disgusting things." She only saw Malfoy cursing nastyly, but she knew it was a concern for her.

"You will feel better after eating it." Malfoy fed Pansy a piece of chocolate, and Pansy felt a warm current flow all over her body.

Only then did Pansy feel much better, and only after regaining her consciousness did she find that she was lying in Malfoy's arms.

She suddenly felt that she didn't need to be strong again.

Because of him, she thought so.

"Let me sleep for a while." Pan murmured in a vaguely suit, his eyelids drooped again, and "unintentionally" put his hand on Malfoy's waist again, hanging like a koala on his body. .

Malfoy felt that Pansy in front of him had returned to what he was like, but he hadn't completely changed back. There was a slight difference from the beginning, but the change could not be said.

Intuition tells him this is a good change.

But thinking of what happened just now, anger appeared on his face for a while.

"You are hungry? One day I will let you eat enough!"

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