Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"So it seems that I did a good thing?" Malfoy stroked his chin.

"Yeah, maybe she all likes you." Pansy said slightly sourly.

"Ah, do you think the smell here is a bit heavy?" Malfoy decided to avoid the subject, referring to the unpleasant smell in the car instead.

Not to mention that he hadn't paid much attention yet. When Malfoy mentioned it, Pansy immediately noticed the unpleasant smell in the car. It was a faint musty smell and the smell of straw, making Pansy feel like he was in England. On the farm in the remote countryside, the bumps from time to time made her a little sicker.

"The air is fresh!" Malfoy waved his wand, making the smell in the car feel better.

I have to admit that the convenience of wizards in daily life is much higher than that of ordinary Muggles. This is a fact.

Malfoy suddenly felt that his shoulder was leaning up against something. It turned out that Pansy fell asleep again. She is too tired today. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is exhausted.

The carriage continued to roll forward. In front were a pair of magnificent cast iron gates. On both sides were many stone pillars. One end had a winged wild boar. Two tall, turbaned dementors stood guarding on both sides of the gate. But it was dark, and there was always a depressive aura. When he passed by, Malfoy lit up the patron saint in the car again. He was sensitive to the feeling that the two dementors also stepped back in disgust. .

"Don't worry, you will soon find what you deserve." Malfoy clenched his fists and made the final decision on the fate of these inherently evil magical creatures.

The carriage stepped onto a slanting lane, and the night qi pulling the carriage increased its speed. Many corner towers and towers gradually approached them, and finally the carriage swayed to a stop.

He and Pansy slowly got out of the carriage and walked up the stone steps, past the huge oak door, and then to the deep front hall. In order to take care of Pansy, Malfoy slowed down as much as possible. Passing a small door, Malfoy looked into the hall and found that the inside was not particularly bright, as if the magical ceiling had failed.

"I'll take you to Mrs. Pomfrey first." Malfoy said to Pansy. He saw Pansy's face getting paler and paler. He seemed to faint at any time. It's better to find the school doctor.

"Well, Pansy nodded obediently."

After Pansy was placed, Malfoy had the time to attend the freshmen's sorting ceremony, but it should be over. They had lost a lot of time just now.

Walking down the stairs and into the auditorium, Malfoy glanced at it. The pointed hat formed a black sea. The faces of the students were illuminated by the candles suspended above the table. As expected, Professor Flitwick was holding it. Walking out of the auditorium with an old hat and a triangular stool, it means that the branching ceremony is over.

Malfoy walked to the Slytherin table quietly and swiftly. Many students took off their hats and gestured when they saw him, as a sign of respect. Some freshmen also saluted their senior in the same way. Even though they didn't know why they were ignorant, a few people stood up just to give Malfoy a seat.

"The charm of prestige." Malfoy sighed silently, without knowledge of sarcasm or more complicated emotions surging in his heart.

Professor Dumbledore on the stage stood up and prepared to speak, so all the students stopped their whispers.

Professor Dumbledore looked very old.But now he can still be described as energetic, always giving students and teachers an energetic impression. His hair and beard are several feet long, he wears semi-circular glasses, and his nose is quite hooked. In addition to the freshmen, most Hogwarts students respect him, and the freshmen also have many things that grew up listening to his legend.

"Welcome!" said Professor Dumbledore, his beard gleaming in the light of the candle."Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year! I have a few words to say to all of you, one of which is very important and serious. I think it’s better to do it before you get confused by this delicious meal. Make it clear."

After that, Dumbledore said again about the dementors stationed outside Hogwarts. Even if he didn’t like these evil magical creatures swaying around the school, this was after all an order from the Ministry of Magic. If the ministry fell out, and to maintain harmony on the bright side, you had no choice but to endure it.

Therefore, he specially emphasized the importance of safety, reminded the prefects, and gave a few students who often violated school rules a warning look.

Percy of the Weasleys stood up and looked around, showing the majesty of the prefect, leaving a deep impression on many students. Dumbledore looked around and found that no one was speaking. , So he cleared his throat and began the next words.

"It's more gratifying," he continued. "This year, I am very happy to welcome two new teachers to our team."

"The first one is Professor Lupin. He graciously agreed to fill the vacancy in the course of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

There was only scattered, not very enthusiastic applause among the students, and the students in the carriage with him just now clapped enthusiastically because his patron saint curse protected everyone.

As for other students, they don’t know anything about it. Humans are all visual animals. Compared to other well-dressed teachers, Lupin’s dress looks too shabby. Perhaps only in terms of neatness, he can beat Snee. Popular, this makes many students' first impression of him not very good.

And Snape's gaze has been staring at Lupin along the long table of the faculty members. His eyes are deep and gloomy. Of course, this is not because Snape feels that their dress styles may be somewhat similar, and the feeling of sympathy that arises His sallow and thin face was filled with distorted expressions, which was abomination beyond anger.

Since there are houses of love and crows, there will also be houses of hate and crows.

If Snape hated James the most in the group of four, this shouldn't be denied, then it is normal for the other three to be jointly hated as part of a small group.

At that time, Lupin was entrusted by Dumbledore as the prefect, but he didn't seem to play much role in the relationship between classmates. James and Snape should hate or hate, and the duel should be a duel.

Of course, let alone this point of negligence, the grievances between the two cannot be resolved by simple mediation.

Snape wouldn't give Lupin a good face anyway.

"As for the second teacher we appointed," Dumbledore continued, "Well, I regret to tell you that Professor Keitelburn, our teacher of Protecting Magical Creatures, retired at the end of last year to have more time and The rest of his little mischief is together. However, I am happy to say that it is not someone else, but Ruberhagrid to fill his vacancy. Hagrid has agreed to serve as a teacher in addition to serving as a hunting ground guard."

Harry, Hermione and Ron glanced at each other and were surprised. The unhappiness of the previous few people was temporarily put aside. They applauded enthusiastically. Not long ago, Hermione and Ron were still fighting for Crookshanks. Scabbard argued about the danger, but now they were all happy for Hagrid and let go of their grudges.

So the applause on the Gryffindor table became particularly intense.

"Isn't that big man once said to be the mastermind of the murder? Such a person is a gift to be a guard, how can he be our teacher?" The students on the Slytherin desk began to whisper. Naturally, Dumbledore's reaction was also expected.

"Quiet." Dumbledore's voice was unusually loud and full of breath."This holiday, I have the honor to invite Mrs. Maxim, the principal of Boothbatten School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Mr. Karkaroff, the principal of Durmstrang as notaries, and I have invited Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, to judge and rule again. , And finally came to the conclusion that there was another murderer in the case fifty years ago, and that Mr. Hagrid was innocent. Soon we will get his innocent announcement in the Daily Prophet."

"It is conceivable that the position of this news will not be very big." Ron was a little depressed, and his father often complained about certain styles of the Ministry of Magic. This kind of self-slapped information would definitely be placed in the corner and try not to Occupying the page was already the biggest concession for them. Ron figured it out right away. In short, Hagrid's grievances were washed away, which was a good thing for them.

All of them cast their eyes to Hagrid. He was flushed and stared at his big hands. His smile was hidden in his messy black beard. Hagrid also looked at them. Can't help grinning happier.

Malfoy could only sigh. Hagrid was unable to support him as a good teacher in every aspect, but there was no way for the principal to speak in person.

"Well, I think the important things are done," Dumbledore said. "Let's start eating."

The golden plates and wine glasses in front of the students were suddenly full of food and drinks. They were so hungry that they began to pick up the food in front of them and ate them. There was laughter and the collision of knives and forks in the auditorium. Perhaps the new teacher did not satisfy them so much. The arrival of the Dementors also cast a shadow on Hogwarts, but the excitement and excitement of the beginning of school made them ignore all this for the time being.