Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

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"What I saw before was fake, right? Malfoy?" The male student asked in a panic, his short curly black hair was covered with sweat. You can imagine how much fright he had experienced before, of course. It may be caused by running too fast.

At that time, he threw down the book almost immediately, and left as if running away from the library, even ignoring how many bookshelves and other students he ran into, and then he found Mar, who was burning around the fireplace in the lounge. Fu, this is their backbone, and he wants to get a negative answer from him.

But he didn't even make it clear what happened.

The fire in the fireplace was raging, and the rising flames made their faces flushed.

"What are you looking at?" Pansy asked curiously, leaning over her little face.

"What are you talking about." Malfoy's brow furrowed, with a look of confusion, but he had already guessed what happened in his heart, which was faster than he expected.

"It seems that the Slytherin students still love to study and like to go to the library." He thought to himself, but his face still showed a confused look.

"Follow me." The male student grabbed his wrist, trying to lift Malfoy from his chair, and rushed to the library to verify whether what he saw was true or false.

"I can walk by myself, and my strength is slack!" Malfoy's other hand took the wand and tapped it. Then he broke away from his grip, turned his wrist and moved a bit before saying: "I can hardly imagine it will be Is there anything that can make you so gaffe? I remember your courage is not small, why? Did you find any strange black magic in the library?"

Malfoy said in a playful tone, obviously on purpose.

"Black magic?" Hearing this slightly forbidden word, the other Slytherin students who were resting in the lounge all gathered around, staring at the boy with scorching eyes.

"No, no, it's not black magic." Seeing so many people coming around at once, the boy began to stammer, not knowing how to explain, his intuition, if the secret he saw was true, then if so many people at the same time Knowing, the result will never be too good.

"Then let's go take a look together and see what black magic makes you look like this." Malfoy waved his hand, and everyone present walked out from the lounge mightily. It is spectacular.

"Don't, don't do that." The boy looked at the group of high-interest students in horror. He felt that he might have made a big mistake and wanted to refuse, but he was still surrounded by him and walked over.

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"Nonsense," Malfoy vowed by the bookshelf, but the trembling wand that followed him had exposed his emotions, panic and panic.

"Being an acting school is really not easy." He sighed inwardly, but he still made this gesture on the bright side, showing himself a look of being overwhelmed and trying his best to restrain.

"Tell me, what are your attempts to meticulously codify such a ridiculous lie to slander the great... that person?" Malfoy's hand suddenly stopped shaking, and he lifted it up quickly, moving smoothly. In the blink of an eye, the wand in his right hand was directly against the male student’s throat, and his light gray eyes stared coldly at the student in front of him, as if a dead soul was about to be born in the Hogwarts library. .

The rest of the students were silent, and no one dared to stop them.

"I didn't, I swear!"

"I also think it's fake,

"You should be thankful that there are so many people here today." Malfoy took his wand back from his throat, wiped it, and said lightly.

This Slytherin student only felt that he had just walked through the ghost door, and the cold sweat had soaked the robe behind him. He just wanted to let out a heavy sigh, and at the same time scolded himself inwardly, why should he go stupidly? It’s better to ask this question and pretend you don’t know anything.

There are secrets, it’s really better to never know.

"We've never been to the library today, haven't we?" Malfoy's eyes narrowed, and he scanned the audience. The person being stared at kept beating his heart, and his heartbeat accelerated.

"I have been in the dormitory today. I have to go back and write the homework assigned by Professor Flitwick." A tall and thin student patted his head hurriedly, showing a dazed expression, and then hurriedly Squeezed out of the crowd.

"I should be writing potions homework now..."

"I have been training in the Quidditch stadium..." everyone said, and then they were scattered. The strong sense of oppression left a deep mark on each of them. They decided to keep their mouths tight and put this secret on themselves. Belly.

However, a secret can only be called a secret if two people know it.

So many people know at the same time, even if they can keep it secret, what is the point?

"But I can't forget now, Draco, will you kill me?" The students gathered in a blink of an eye ran away, and only Pansy was looking at him pitifully beside Malfoy. She looked like weeping, as if she was really worried about her life.

"Then I don't mind taking some tough measures." Without looking at Pansy, Malfoy lifted his wand casually and said softly: "One forget..."

"It's just a joke, are you really willing to use a spell on me?" Pansy waved his hand immediately, stubbornly stuck out his tongue at him, and then quickly revealed a deeply shocked look, and dropped himself Eyelids.

"Look, haven't we been dating in the library? We haven't touched a book." She whispered, silently looking at her fingertips.

"Coincidentally, I was just joking." Malfoy put away his wand calmly."You have time to joke, you can worry about this afternoon's game against Ravenclaw."

Malfoy touched his chin and said with some regret: "I think the morale of our academy team may be the lowest in history. I hope you won't lose too ugly."

"No." Pansy said depressed, his mood immediately depressed.

"Don't worry, behave well, I will surprise you at Christmas." Malfoy patted her head comfortingly.

"Perhaps." Pan Xixing replied lackingly. The victory and advantage won in the first game were wiped out, which still made her feel uncomfortable.(To be continued.)