Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Harry thought he would be very happy if Snape had been poisoned to death by the remaining potion.

Then he and Hermione helped Ron pack up the various ingredients they hadn't used before, and then went to the stone sink in the corner of the classroom to wash their hands and spoons.

"Very well, we may be able to get a new specimen of toad today." Looking at Neville, who was shrinking by the cauldron, Snape couldn't help showing a cruel smile, his dark eyes lit up, "Look at Longbottom. What will happen to the toad. If he makes a shrinking potion, his toad will shrink into a tadpole. If he does it wrong, I have no doubt about this, the toad will be poisoned and die, and our potion In the laboratory, a new specimen will be added."

The students of Gryffindor House watched in fear; the students of Slytherin House watched excitedly.Snape held Toad Rifle in his left hand and put a small spoon into Neville's medicine spoon. The black potion exuded a pungent odor. It didn't take much to think about it. This was a poison. He poured a few It dripped into Leifle's throat.

Rifle began to twist frantically in Snape's palm, and then lay down straight.

"No!" Neville's small eyes immediately reddened. The emotions in his eyes were very complicated, with regrets and hatred. He was annoyed at why he was so bad at potions and why Snape had always liked to target him so much. He knew that he was not good at this subject, but he still made things difficult for him.

He has always been a submissive temper, but today he feels that his anger cannot be suppressed. This is a friend who has been with him for the longest time. It will not laugh at him. Although sometimes he often loses it, he can always He could get it back, but today his partner was "poisoned" because of himself. He felt that he would never forgive himself, and would never forgive the "vicious" teacher in front of him.

"Very well, now I announce that get out of class is over." Snape smiled satisfied.

The Gryffindor students didn't know how to comfort Neville. Neville seemed to be dead, staring at Raffle, who had fallen to the ground, motionless.

Harry.The three of Hermione Ron didn't know what comfort they could say to Neville, they all looked very pale and weak, and they had nothing to do now.

Then Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed the stairs to the front hall. Ron said indignantly: "That old bat is really annoying."

Harry nodded in agreement.

Hermione followed with a hum, then waved her hand and said, "I forgot something in the classroom. I'll go back and get it first. You don't have to wait for me." Even though it looks like Rifle has been poisoned to death, she still Want to give it a try, even if perhaps her antidote is completely useless, she knows that Neville should still be in a daze looking at Leford's "corpse" in the classroom.

Just when she trot all the way back to the door of the potions classroom, she suddenly heard a voice she didn't want to hear very much. Hermione stopped her movements immediately, not knowing what her mood was, she stopped. At the door, began to sound secretly.

"Are you willing to be bullied like this?"

"Even if your potion is poorly prepared, can you not say a word of rejection?"

"Can our dean really pour "poison" into your pet's mouth without your disagreement?"

"So, a large part of Rifle's death has something to do with you. It died because of your cowardice."

"No, it's not me." Neville shook his head frantically. He, who was already sad, was now told that he was actually the culprit, how cruel it was to him.

"You only need to mention Dumbledore. Just like your fellow academy, your pet can escape. Professor Snape will take this opportunity to deduct Gryffindor’s That's it."

Hermione outside the door heard that she was mentioned, and she didn't know what it was like in her heart, because his mention did not have any emotional color, but simply cited an example.

"But you are still the only one. You saw your pet being killed with your own eyes. Do you regret it now?" The male voice continued to echo in the classroom.

"Regret," Neville whispered, but his tone was full of unwillingness.

"Then let any cowardice go to hell, why do you have fear? When you choose to refuse, is there anything more sad than your pet dying in front of you?"

"How about your courage when facing your partner? You can stand firm when facing your friends. Now facing people who don't like you, do you still have to bear it?"

"Your grandma might give you another owl, a rat, or a new toad, how about it, poisoning you again?"

The successive questions made Neville's lips tremble, and he dared not answer.

"Tell me, your answer." Malfoy's voice became cold.

"Let that old bat go to hell." Neville yelled with all his strength, startled Hermione outside the door. She had never heard Neville say this kind of disrespect for the teacher, whether it was The class is still private.

"Very good." Malfoy glanced at him with satisfaction, and then said, "Your eyes have changed. I hope the cringing Longbottom disappears. Today is your new life, right?"

"Yeah." Neville nodded. He felt as if he had suddenly opened a heavy shackle on him, as if all the haze had been swept away by the sun. This is how he feels now.

"So, you have the right to own it again." Malfoy smiled, then chanted the "spell" and pointed his wand at Raffle, who had been "stealing the dead" for a long time.

"Go..." Neville was confused. This spell made him confused, but out of trust in Malfoy, he still looked at Raffle expectantly, expecting a miracle to happen. .

"Its legs are starting to move!" Neville said excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

"If your level is high enough, you will know that toad is a very difficult creature to die." Malfoy shrugged and said, this is also a way for him to satisfy his own evil taste, in fact, the spell is also Not necessary, just a means to satisfy yourself.

"Thank you." Neville kept thanking him.

"Raise your hand." Malfoy said with a smile, and then added: "If you don't get up again, lunch time is about to end." Then Neville quickly got up from the ground and found that his stomach had already begun to protest. He was sad just now. Excessive, but forget about hunger for a while.

Hearing that they were about to leave the classroom, Hermione stopped staying either. She thought it would be embarrassing to stay here and have a face-to-face scene with the two of them.

"Yes, I still have class, I have to hurry up." She said to herself as she trot. As for what she thought deep down in her heart, she chose to avoid it for the time being.

The conversation she overheard in this conversation made her stand shaken again.(To be continued.)