Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Hermione flipped through the newspaper quickly, skipping some of the past that she already knew or even knew better, these things she had already understood through Veritaserum, even more clearly than in the newspaper.

These words are useless for her to understand the truth behind.

"Hermione, don't read it, you need to rest now." Harry reached out and grabbed a corner of the newspaper, preventing Hermione from going on.

"The rest of the content was written by reporters, don't mind." Ron took the conversation, and Harry glared at him again, which was too overwhelming.

Hermione ignored what they were saying, but continued to pull the newspaper back in front of her, scanning it in a glance.

"The plan to be exposed to the dwarf Peter became angry. He needs the life of our savior, Harry Potter, to avenge his master, but he is seen through. Peter will not know. Before, he pretended to be by him. The controlling Draco Malfoy has secretly revealed everything to Principal Dumbledore and set up a net against him, just to avoid turmoil. This plan has been kept secret very well."

"As for why not turn to the Ministry of Magic? The actions of Minister of Magic Fudge a few days ago must have left a deep impression on readers. I have no doubts about Draco Malfoy's decision. It represents the author’s personal opinion and has nothing to do with the Daily Prophet.”

"Fudge should really step down. I now even suspect that he and Peter Pettigrew are stunned. If this student really chooses to tell him, I think Fudge will even suppress the news in order to keep his position."

"Fudge can do this kind of thing. For details, please read the third edition of the newspaper. Our reporter went deep into the xx department of the Ministry of Magic for interviews. The dementors committed far more things than we reported. However, they were all suppressed by Fudge's concealment policy. When the Minister of Magic lost his credibility with the masses, it was time for him to step down."

Hermione even suspects that her memory has been tampered with. She still clearly remembers that at Hogsmeade, it was Malfoy who provided Fudge with the news about Sirius Black. So on the night that festival ended, Fudge So he pulled Pettigrew to the front of the stage.

At this time, a terrible conjecture emerged from Hermione's heart.

Fudge was also a victim.

"It's time to go, Ron." Harry tugged Ron's shoulders and whispered to his ears. "She is about to see the following report. I think we would be embarrassed if we were here." So ha. Lei half-forced Ron's collar and dragged him out of the ward.

The focused Hermione did not notice the departure of the two beside the bed, but continued to look back attentively.

"Unfortunately, Peter Pettigrew lost his mind at the time and became more and more frantic. Just when he was about to be arrested, he kidnapped a female student from Hogwarts."

"Rita Skeeter's writing style is really good, and it's still so provocative when I see it again, even I think you have fallen in love with me." A familiar voice came from Hermione's left hand, making her whole Her body froze for an instant, and taking this opportunity, a forceful hand grabbed the newspaper she was looking at.

"The cliché hero Salvation is written so sensational and touching, which is her skill." The boy said with a light smile.

Still with that dazzling blond hair, and in a casual tone, Malfoy was now standing by the hospital bed looking at Hermione.

"Oh, looking at your eyes, the confusion has disappeared. I think you have guessed what happened, how about it? Am I right? Classmate Granger?"

Hermione was too late to be ashamed of Rita Skeet's botched and pompous writing, and she portrayed herself as a nympho who fell in love with someone at first sight because of being saved!But now she had more important moments to ask Malfoy before her to confirm her suspicion that she didn't have much emotion to use elsewhere.

"You" Hermione was about to open her tightly pressed lips.

"This is not an attitude towards lifesavers, Miss Granger." Malfoy put this issue of the Daily Prophet back on the bedside table and said lightly.

"The only things I can tell you right now are these. Listen carefully and don't interrupt." Malfoy began to walk around the bed, glanced around, and said, making sure that there are only two of them left. There must be no mistake in your memory. If someone revises it, it must be revised as stated in the newspaper. It will be done once and for all for us. However, an old man opposes this practice and can only give up."

Malfoy shrugged helplessly, and then said: "You can guess what happened at will, but it's best not to try to tell the truth about what you are doing, otherwise, the two guys who are finally free, maybe they will Cooperate with the investigation because your confession changed."

"Are Professor Lupin and Sirius okay?" Hermione asked excitedly. Her face, which had been pale just now because of a long coma, was now covered with excited flushes.

"At least better than you are now." Malfoy glanced at Hermione who was lying on the bed and said mockingly.

There are still many questions in her heart. For example, the reason for Moody's and Malfoy's performance at the time. At that time, she really had completely lost hope, but the result was a huge reversal. At least the current result is so lethal People are happy, and the guilt in my heart has completely disappeared.

The only thing she cares about is whether Peter Pettigrew has been arrested and brought to justice. She doesn't want to think about the others anymore, it's not something she can touch.

"Thank you." Hermione wanted to ask other things, but stopped in her throat for some reason, only to spit out the word with difficulty.

"What I said before is still worth it. Take care of your hair and teeth before telling me these meaningless things. Then I may still think about it." Malfoy waved his hand and said, before turning around. He walked to the door of the ward, no longer looking at Hermione's expression.

Poor Hermione could only cling to the sheet tightly, staring at the back of this wicked man with shame.

With a "click", the door was gently closed, and the ward returned to the proper calm, his shadow completely disappeared from Hermione's sight.

"Huh." Malfoy let out a long breath, sitting casually on a chair outside the ward.

"It's too shameful for the script to molest the innocent girl, but it's worth it." Malfoy could only sigh inwardly, lowering his head, still a little too slow. These days, his acting skills have improved so quickly. The roles are seamlessly switched, from the young and old conspirator, the rebellious negotiator, and the unblinking pure student.All made him exhausted.

But soon, his eyes became bright again, because he saw a long, silver-white beard hanging in front of him.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore, we haven't seen you in a long time." Malfoy raised his hand and greeted Dumbledore in a friendly manner.

Dumbledore was standing in front of him now, and his blue eyes looked at him carefully.

"You have a big problem for me." Dumbledore stroked his flowing beard and said in a slightly complaining tone.

"Your sense of responsibility is so strong, even if I don't say it, you will definitely think of other ways, how about it, how are those guys trained?" Malfoy asked casually.

"There is no problem," Dumbledore said lightly.

"Where is the rat?" Malfoy asked.

"Watch it for yourself." Dumbledore raised the wand in his hand.

A dazzling white light suddenly appeared from the tip of Dumbledore's wand, and then a huge projection suddenly appeared on the white wall opposite Malfoy.

A thin mouse was running desperately, and the little eyes kept watching the surroundings carefully, even if it was pitch black.

The mouse is surrounded by tall shrubs and needle-shaped plants everywhere, covering all the light. It is clearly not at night, but in the lower half of the forest structure, it is dark and dim, and the rat’s sprinting paws are on the dry leaves falling on the ground. Above, the rustling sound of leaves being smashed to pieces was kept, and from time to time there were a few strong roars of giant beasts in the distance, which added a little dangerous atmosphere to the forest.