Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"I just said that he wouldn't do anything good." Ron said in a low voice to Harry who was sitting aside.

"I almost thought he really wanted to help Hagrid." Harry erected the thick potions textbook and blocked his face to avoid letting Snape see their little movements. It's the afternoon, right. It's time for potions class.

Later, they learned that Lucius had actually entered the Ministry of Magic with this suggestion, and Fudge declared that this was an outstanding contribution.

In fact, Fudge made a compromise in order to obtain information to restore his reputation.

"Say the contribution is also Hagrid's contribution, does it have anything to do with Malfoy's father?" Harry said unconvinced.

"I dare say that his father did not spend less money behind his back." Ron speculated maliciously.

Obviously, he guessed right.

For this kind of prestigious pure-blood wizard, entering the wizard's bureaucracy, sometimes what is missing is just a reasonable excuse.

Even without Hagrid this time, following the original trajectory, donating a fortune to the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries would allow Lucius to enter the ranks of Ministry officials.

With a "jump", Ron suddenly found that he was hit by a ball of paper in the back of his head.

He turned around and looked around, but found no clue

He turned his head again and saw Snape embracing his hands, his sallow face looking down at him condescendingly.

"Miss know-it-all, your warning seems invalid. Your friend didn't understand your hard work." Snape didn't keep staring at Ron, but turned his eyes to Hermione who was sitting upright at their back table. , Said indifferently.

"One deducts ten points for Gryffindor." Snape sneered cheerfully, then walked to Hermione, leaned down to lower his voice, and said in a cold tone: "Remember, I hope this is mine. The last time the private warehouse was stolen, next time Dumbledore’s dissuasion won’t work for me, nosy know-it-all lady, don’t think that the material you stole this time makes me wonder what you want to do, and I will find it next time. It’s you who should drink the medicine. I am looking forward to what you will say under the effect of Veritaserum."

After that, Snape gave Hermione a vicious look and walked away, dragging the long and somewhat old robe back to the podium, continuing his teaching.

"Remember, the parotid gland of the black-eyed toad is the main part of the secretion of venom. If anyone of you touches it without gloves, please deal with it yourself if the skin rots. I will not waste time for your stupidity." Pu continued to lecture in a harsh tone.

"Tell you to release my pigeons, and call your heroes to save the beauty." In another corner of the classroom, Pansy was devastating the rhizomes of some plants with a knife, cutting them to pieces, with one mouth. There are still words in it, as if to imagine these stems as someone, venting to someone.

The last Quidditch match against Hufflepuff was over. After a short celebration time with her teammates, Pansy hurriedly looked into the audience, hoping to find Malfoy. But what brought her was endless disappointment. She still remembered that Malfoy was still cheering for her in the players' lounge before the game, but after the game ended, he completely disappeared.

She knew about the next thing through Rita Skeeter's report. Even if she knew that the woman might be talking nonsense, she still couldn't control her feelings of resentment and jealousy.

"The hero saves the United States? Can she count on her pair of front teeth." She thought so sadly in her heart. It was the same last year. Is he going to pay the girl's favor this time?

And he didn't come to congratulate himself, as if winning the championship was an easy thing.

So Pansy decided to ignore Malfoy, and made his own little temper again.

As for Malfoy’s side, it is obvious that there is no scruples about the girl’s mood. From his point of view, there is no need to congratulate him.

With seven Firebolts, I have been training for so long at Christmas. If I can't get the trophy, I really can't blame anyone.

So he didn't take this matter to heart.

Because of those "family trees", the people at Slytherin College have always been in panic. A small number of students felt that the sky was about to collapse. Telling them that Voldemort was a mixed race, it was enough to make their spiritual support collapse.

The facts are contrary to the ideas that parents have been teaching and instilling.

Slytherin may be the academy with the most black wizards, but that doesn't mean that they are all of them. If so, Dumbledore and even earlier principals must have disbanded the academy long ago.

It is undeniable that due to its particularity, the teachings of parents and deeds still have a great influence on the students of this college.

The incident at the library last time was a destruction of this concept, but it also knocked out the confidence of many students.

That defeat in Ravenclaw is the strongest evidence.

In order to re-establish their confidence, Malfoy had no choice but to do this, and this move also brought him huge prestige. If he played in person, it might be for his own honor, but Malfoy was just a sponsor. The identity of the person appears.

"Honor will only belong to the great Slytherin, not just a few people." Malfoy said to the players.

"Is the worship of money really better than the worship of blood?" Malfoy asked himself at the same time. The answer was that he didn't know, but from the current situation, it is very necessary to weaken Voldemort's reputation. The price is still worth it.

As for Pansy, Malfoy didn't know where he had offended her again, it could only be silently attributed to the mood swings of the adolescent girl.

Malfoy thought that Pansy would be happy if she got the Quidditch trophy, but what he didn't know was that the honor was to be shared with others. Pansy was happy to win the championship, but perhaps more hopeful. It was his encouragement and praise.

The kind of formulaic praise that is not polite, there may be other "rewards" in Pansy's expectations.

He felt that in a few days Pansy might find another step down and take the initiative to find him to reconcile, because the end of the semester is approaching, and the exam is approaching. According to the past situation, Pansy definitely needs guidance before the exam, otherwise even the pass There is a big problem.

However, subsequent facts proved that Malfoy's conclusion was correct, but the reason was grossly wrong.

He doesn't know this.