Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"This is not where you should be." Filch stared at Malfoy with his cat-like, bulb-like eyes, with a little bit of hatred and jealousy. This was his expression facing most students, even It was worse, because he still clearly remembered his spiritual sustenance, and Mrs. Loris was almost killed because of this kid.

Malfoy did not reply to him immediately, but looked around. There was an oil lamp on the ceiling, the light was flickering and dimming, and a set of chains and handcuffs that had been wiped brightly hung beside him, in case he got permission. , You can use these to punish students who violate discipline, which is his favorite thing to do.

The room was still full of the smell of grilled fish. He didn't know if he ate it himself or prepared it for his beloved pet.

"First of all, sir, I am sorry for the mistakes I made last semester." Malfoy's face was full of regrets. "You know, that wasn't my intention."

"Really?" Filch still looked at him with a look of scrutiny, but his face had eased a lot. He could hear Malfoy's sincere tone, which made him feel a long-lost respect.

His secret was revealed last year. He was born into a wizarding family, but he was a dumb gun. Is this his fault?He did his best for the management of Hogwarts, but there are always many troublemakers who interfere with his work. Some students will laugh at him face to face, some will laugh behind him, laugh at his clothes, laugh at him. The bare forehead laughed at his old movements, and the more laughter was of course his biggest flaw-he couldn't make magic.

A wizard who does not know magic is really ridiculous.

He thought that this secret could be kept hidden, at least to ensure that it was kept secret among the students, allowing him to retain a little dignity. Unfortunately, he himself revealed it last year.

From then on, the eyes of the students looked at him, and there was another thing called sympathy and pity.

His heart is more gloomy, and he is loyal to his duties but not understood. This makes his heart more and more distorted. Now he only feels that only by punishing those disobedient students can he bring him pleasure.

But today is different. He didn't see ridicule and pity in the eyes of the student in front of him. It was a very ordinary look, which was exactly the look he had expected.

His wish is nothing, he just wants to be an ordinary wizard (even without magic), he just wants to be treated equally.

"You are a respectable administrator and I am very sorry for what happened to me last year." Malfoy apologized again, "So I hope you can forgive me."

"Meow." A meow suddenly came from above the two, which was the cry of Mrs. Loris.

"Oh, your nose is good, take it." Mrs. Loris keenly noticed the package in Malfoy's arms and threw down directly from the ceiling chandelier, so Malfoy threw one of the packages to It, Mrs. Lorice did not recognize it, she used her scrawny claws to open the package and enjoyed the delicious food.

This is a packet of dried fish.

Upon seeing this, Filch's sassy expression gradually eased.

Casting what you like is always the fastest way to achieve your goals.

"Almost forgot to do business." Malfoy made a waking expression, and hurriedly took the other black package behind him in front of him and handed it to Filch.

"What is this?" Filch couldn't help but ask, trying to make his voice gentle. Respect is mutual. He knows his fault, and his voice is often laughed at. Sometimes it is serious but always It's funny, the two little ghosts in the Weasleys often imitate him.

"Prank props," Malfoy said calmly.

"What?" Filch changed his face immediately, and the eyes under the deep concave eye sockets began to protrude out again, a bit like evil spirits. This was his most annoying thing. Almost instantly he felt that this boy was here to humiliate him. .

"The two Weasley brothers made the whole building uneasy, so I seized all these things from them." Malfoy said the word seized slowly.

"I think there is only one destination for these mischievous props." Malfoy's gaze crossed Filch and moved to the drawer under the table behind him. He knew that there was a drawer specially prepared for twins in these drawers, and another A drawer says "Confiscated supplies, high danger".

"The twins are shit chucks. They always cause a turmoil every time they happen. Many professors have told me about the screaming letter last time. I also told Professor Dumbledore. , But the principal always said that I should be more tolerant. For example, looking at it from another angle, their pranks are also an art, and I don’t know which art is that!” When it comes to the two brothers of the Weasley family, it’s not that much. Filch, who was speaking, also opened the chatterbox. The twins were his old enemies, sometimes more annoying to him than Pippi.He got more and more excited as he spoke, and even patted the table hard.

In addition to doing what one wants, sometimes setting up the same enemy as a target is also a way to get closer.

Filch felt that the student in front of him became more pleasing to the eye, and he didn't want to pursue Mrs. Loris's past. At that time, he knew that Malfoy had lost the Academy Cup because of the secret room incident and clapped his hands. But now He felt that such a good and polite child must be innocent.

Well, if he knew that the pranks in the bag were all knock-outs that Malfoy had bought from the twins, he might not think so.

"These are some small contributions I made to the stability of Hogwarts." Malfoy said modestly. "Now, I think I should personally speak to a conscientious and conscientious administrator who is misunderstood by students. Pay tribute.” As he said, he took out the last thing he brought today from his arms.

A bottle of wine, depending on the packaging or strong wine.

Filch's eyes narrowed immediately. This thing should be considered a contraband at Hogwarts. Just as he hesitated how to deal with it, Malfoy spoke.

"This bottle of wine will only be the contraband you found in my bedroom. Only you know how to deal with it. It has nothing to do with me." Malfoy spread his hands and made a clear hint.

"Students can't drink." Filch frowned.

"I think I can be a listener." Malfoy said with a smile.

Looking at the reflection of his face on the bottle, Filch took the bottle with his dry palm, with a complicated expression, but he uncovered the bottle cap. For a while, the smell of wine filled the office.

Soon after.

"Since I can remember, I have felt that I am not the same as other people of my age." Filch leaned against the table drunkly, and spoke of his tragic childhood and even his entire life.

"You said, why is it always so unfair throughout a person's life?"

Prejudice, ridicule, and sympathy made his inferiority complex and sensitive. After he became an administrator, he could only be mean and old-fashioned. This is his disguise, but the mask of disguise may really not be removed after wearing it for a long time.

Looking at Filch, who was drunk at the table, Malfoy sighed slightly.

"Also a poor man." Malfoy thought silently, and then got up and walked outside. The sober Mrs. Lorice curled up on the table silently gnawing on the dried fish, watching Malfoy leave. (To be continued.)