Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The relationship between Ron and Hermione froze again one day, and Wei followed the words of the Sly twin brothers: "Crookshanks just followed its instinctive actions. Eight? One Chinese Network = ≈≤≥≥" But Ron still couldn't bear such a big cat dangling in front of his splotchy, and he also acted as a predator. Considering that Ron is currently sick, Hermione chose to deal with it coldly without arguing with him. To deal with the relationship between them, she spent most of her time in the library again. During this time, she was very busy. Due to the time converter, she needed more time to complete the assignments assigned to her by the teacher. homework.

Now the three of them would be embarrassed as long as they were together, but they would often bump into each other unconsciously.Harry wanted to act as a buffer between the two, but neither of them appreciated it.

The first Hogsmeade week came, and none of the three of them made it.

Harry wanted to go but was not qualified. Ron was limited to his own physical factors. Of course, he was more punished because of his mistakes. Even if Mrs. Molly signed him early, they were all come back from home. The letter was cancelled, such as having Percy confiscated his signature, which was regarded as punishment for him.

As for Hermione, the reason she gave herself was that she was too busy during this time and had to take into account the consequences of using the time converter and catch up with some coursework, but maybe only from the bottom of her heart she knew that she didn’t want to go. The place with someone's memories is meaningless to her, the freshness is gone, she doesn't need to go again.

Compared with the trio that has been a bit disgusting in recent times, Malfoy's life has been much more moisturized, and many arrangements have been completed, which gives him enough time and mood to do some boring things.

For example, go shopping with a girl.

"Draco, how about you try this multi-flavored bean? I think it's pretty good."

Well, dandruff tastes really good.

"Where is this licorice wand?" She ran to another shelf and asked.

Without waiting for Malfoy to answer, Pansy said excitedly, waving his arm.

"Look at it, this bubble gum looks so beautiful. I want to turn my bedroom into the color of bluebells. How about you?"

This is in the Honey Duke candy store.

Pansy basically tried all kinds of snacks throughout the store. Compared with men, women's enthusiasm for desserts seems to be innate.If it hadn't been for Malfoy's foreseeing that he had brought more pockets of the Traceless Extension Charm, he felt that he would most likely not be able to go back today, and would be drowned in piles of merchandise.

After purchasing, they went to the Three Broomsticks Bar.

All kinds of wizards gathered here. They talked and talked about the secrets of the magic world that seemed to be true or false. Alcohol is the best way to encourage fun. Several wizards also argued over the truth of what they said. With a red face, he almost rolled up his sleeves and raised his wand to a battle.

The other relatively clean wine tables were also full of people. There were tall and thin wizards who wrapped themselves in robes and did not show their faces. They only exposed their small mouths when drinking. Take a bite.There are old witches with pointed top hats and pleated faces on their faces. They even let the black cat in their arms climb onto the table to have a drink together. More ordinary witches are also here to spend their free time. Of course, Most of them are the students who come to try their best. The freshness and excitement make them a little excited, and they want to restrain themselves and show others an illusion of "I actually come often". They don't know the student robe that symbolizes their identity. The fact that they are still "noobs" has been exposed.

"Butter beer is not wine, right? Just let me taste it? Just one bite." Pansy was at the front desk of the bar, staring at a glass of bubbling beer in a daze, with a slightly inquiring and coquettish tone. , I hope I can drink that bite.Instead, the proprietress of the bar with three broomsticks amused a smile. She had never seen such a cute girl, so she took the initiative to pour a cup and handed it to Pansy. Are friends coming? Be careful not to go back when you get drunk."

"Dare he?" Pansy glared at Malfoy, while secretly taking a sip of the glass already in front of him, but his face turned red unconsciously, and he didn't know whether it was the effect of beer or the result of that boyfriend.

"Hey, Draco, why did you become two? Did you use any new magic?" Pansy's face was stained with an intoxicating red, dizzy without knowing it. , He fell on the bar in the next instant. If it weren't for his quick eyesight and quick pull, Pansy would have to bump.

Malfoy couldn't bear to look straight. This amount of alcohol simply exceeded the lower limit he knew. He just pretended not to see someone's small movements. As long as he didn't agree, Pansy should not be able to drink even one sip, thinking It was enough to open one eye and close one eye to let her try, but the amount of early adopters actually put her down, which was really unexpected.

"The amount of alcohol is touching." Malfoy sighed, thinking about what to do now.

"Uh... I'm sorry." Mrs. Rosmerta quickly apologized. She apparently overestimated the girl's drinking capacity. This kind of situation has never happened before. She is very aware of the butter beers in her store. The degree, she became drunk with just a little bit of drinking, it was really hard for her to imagine.

Just as Malfoy was thinking about how to deal with this little drunk cat, the lady boss in front of him said something amazing.

"It's actually pretty good, how about it. Do you need a room provided by our bar?" Ms. Rosmerta put on another expression at this time, showing a slight smile, looking at him with an ambiguous face, and began to "tempt "stand up."It looks like this little girl still likes you."

Malfoy even suspected that her next sentence would say "three years of blood, no loss of death penalty".

"You still like to molest students as always." Malfoy said sternly.

"What? Is my reputation even known to a student of your age?" Ms. Rosmerta covered her mouth and chuckled, her gestures filled with mature women's style.

"It's really not ashamed but proud." Malfoy couldn't help slandering.

"Such a serious boy is really not cute at all, he doesn't even blush." ​​She shook her head disappointedly, and then said: "Look at her here. I'll go to the kitchen and get her something to sober up." She squeezed Pansy's ruddy face, "Look at it, how cute it is. I'm so excited, do you really stop thinking about it?"

"Let me first check if the charge for the instigation can be imprisoned in Azkaban." Malfoy said blankly.

"It's really boring." The woman was disappointed and shook her head, stood up, twisted her waist and walked towards the corner of the bar, but she hooked up other male animals in the bar to look sideways. I have to say that this woman does have a species. Seductive charm.

"Finally left." Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his arm, only to realize that Pansy, who had fallen to the table just now, had unconsciously put his arm on his arm and was still on his wrist. Gently took a bite, leaving a row of teeth marks.

"Are you from a dog?" Malfoy thought, feeling that he was really a passing year today, "This is my hand, not your favorite cream pudding." Malfoy reminded helplessly, but found that Pansy's The teeth are closer together.

"Class 1 dangerous goods-any drink with alcohol," Malfoy said, making up her mind to keep her from touching these things in the future.

"Draco, don't die." Pansy, who was already half drunk and half awake, suddenly muttered in a dream.

"I curse me too hard, right?" Malfoy was speechless, but he comforted her by stroking her silk, "I'm sorry, don't worry, I won't die." Pansywen Yan trembled suddenly, and then he became quiet again.

This made Malfoy a little curious about what the dementor brought to Pansy in the illusion that gave her so much fear that she would have nightmares at this time.

"Soon, they won't be able to "do evil" anymore." Malfoy muttered to himself, thinking of the disgusting monsters, and clenched his fists.

"They will get the ending they deserve." The smile on his face gradually faded away, and the only thing left in his gray eyes was the indifference that they had when dealing with enemies, deep and calm.

"Soup for sobering up, lad." Rosmerta's voice came from behind.

"Thank you." Malfoy put on another polite smile, turned around and reached out to take the cup, as if it had been on his face just now.(To be continued.)