Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The setting sun is about to fall, and the yellowing sunset is scattered on all corners of Hogwarts. The gradually dimming sky occasionally flies over a few heroic owls and pitch-black bats, and the night is about to envelop the entire Hogwarts.

And Malfoy stepped out of the classroom and looked out over the stone fence, and found that the sky had darkened to this look, and he could only smile bitterly.

"Go back and eat some food." He can only think like this. The luxury goods that Narcissa gave him should be able to support him all night, but no matter how high-end desserts and desserts, he can't be eaten.

Walking along the familiar path, the setting sun fading below the horizon is still trying to exude the last rays of light, giving him guidance, otherwise he will probably have to use "fluorescent flashing".The grass blades and small flowers between the green meadows on both sides swayed with the breeze, making a rustling sound, and some unknown insects screamed. Some were just a peaceful autumn. The mistake in Hogwarts Castle Fallingly lit up with a pale yellow light, reflecting the old and mottled masonry.

On weekdays, Malfoy races against time and races against time. Now that he missed the time for dinner, he rarely enjoys a comfortable time, walks leisurely, observing this rare beauty, and since the journey, the threat to the future has been like A sword of Damocles hanging over his head made him hardly slack in the slightest.

"Uh, Pansy?" Looking at a familiar figure under the tree not far away, Malfoy couldn't help but greeted him. Then he remembered that he seemed to have told her before that he would go to the restaurant and meet her soon. , I couldn't help but have some headaches, but I didn't know how to comfort her when I was in trouble.

"Here, I accidentally took too much food and give it to you." Pansy turned to look at the sunken sunset without looking at him, seeming a little shy.

"Thank you." Malfoy said, reaching out and taking it with a little bit of warmth. The imaginary complaint did not appear, but an unexpected concern, which made him feel warm in his heart by surprise and feel himself. The "subtlety" educational achievements paid off.

They walked to the lake and wandered for a while. The sky was completely dark and cold. The night breeze with some moisture and cold made waves on the calm lake, and ripples from the center of the lake. Swing out.

"Is this a date?" Pansy's heart jumped wildly, and her ignorant girl sentiment made her face a little red, and she couldn't help thinking about it, but she couldn't distinguish it in the dark.

Another cold night breeze hit her, making her sober. Pansy remembered her true purpose today, and then said seriously to Malfoy, "Draco, I have something to ask you for help."

"Let's go, what gadgets are you fancy?" Malfoy asked why Pansy had changed sex these days, it turned out to be asking him.

To say that most pure-blood families are relatively wealthy, and they will not be stingy with their children, let alone girls who need to be rich, but no matter how much pocket money is, they can’t afford to spend money. After the wind is clear, people who Pansy can ask for help are naturally Only him.

Just looking at Pansy's blushing face suddenly, Malfoy felt that he might be wrong, and quickly remedied: "Just kidding, don't mind."

"Humph." Pansy turned away a little bit annoyed, but still thought bitterly: "He still treats me as a child." "Then I should mature myself," she cheered herself up.Then he turned his head and said, "I want to learn the patron saint curse, which is the curse of the dementors you defeat.

Malfoy was staggered when he heard that, as if he was caught by something, he almost fell into the lake, but Pansy was taken aback, and he quickly drew out his wand to use the spell, but fortunately he was surprised. Dangerous, just shaking his body slightly, Malfoy stabilized his figure.

"What are you talking about?" Malfoy seemed to think that he had hallucinations and that he didn't like to study. Pansy, who relied solely on her for the final exam, would actually want to learn the spell?

"You heard me right,

"Hmm..." After confirming Pansy's mind, Malfoy began to ponder. If there is no accident, the dementor problem will be solved by him, then the meaning of learning the patron saint spell is not great.

"But it doesn't hurt to learn more." He doesn't care more than learning the Patronus Charm or other things. He feels happy that Pansy has really changed. There will be no less dangers in the future, and he cannot always Be by her side.

"Okay, let's go then." Malfoy took Pansy's slender hand and started walking down the other path.

"Where are we going?" Pansy asked, with a hint of doubt in her heart.

"A great man comparable to Merlin once said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth." Malfoy glanced at Pansy. "What do you think?"

"Are we going to meet the dementor?" Pan Xixi turned pale again because of physical contact.

"With my big light bulb, they won't hurt you." Malfoy joked, comparing the light emitted by his patron saint to a light bulb, and then made Pansy's tight little face amused. , The previous fear dissipated again.

He sneered at Dumbledore’s request and the Ministry of Magic’s binding force on the dementors, saying that it is strictly forbidden to enter the school for half a step. When a Quidditch game, the dementors are not like being in a man’s land. All promises are For sane people, they will weigh the cost of breaking promises. You can hardly imagine this group of disgusting guys knowing how to choose. What drives them is only endless greed and thirst for happiness.

But it is undeniable that they do have wisdom, betrayal and clinging to the strong, which can not be done by creatures without wisdom.

There was a cold and solemn atmosphere. The two of them had arrived at the gate of the castle. Dozens of dementors were wandering outside the school. The students in this school looked like delicious dishes waiting for them. Tasting, they are waiting for the opportunity to hold their own feast.

The night wind roared and the cloaks of the dementors rustled, and the dark night scene could not stop them from their "hunger for food." They didn't even have facial features. There was only a hole where the mouth was supposed to be opened, which could bring people's souls away. Suck away, smell is their basis for judging human beings.

"Food is here!" The dementors outside the school had this idea at the same time, if they had an organ like the heart.Groups of dementors floated towards the two of them, but they were still frightened by the stipulation that they would not dare to cross the mine pond. There was so much food in the school that they were unwilling to give up the entire forest for these two leaves, Azka The prisoners in the class went crazy after being "played" by them for two days, and they couldn't feed their appetite at all.

Fresh food and spoiled food, this choice is not at all confusing.