Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Draco, the doctor said I will be discharged tomorrow, but I still can't do strenuous activities. Dad's car can only take me to Hogsmeade Village. Can you come and pick me up?-Pansy." In a medicine-filled ward, Pansy was tilting and bending over, writing this on a piece of parchment on the bedside table.

The four sides of the room are painted white, which helps maintain the mood of the patient and increase the effect of rehabilitation.

After these days of recuperation, her complexion has improved a lot, with a rosy face that symbolizes health.

"By the way, I heard that you were selected by the Goblet of Fire to become a warrior, come on!" Pansy bit the barrel of the quill, and added a sentence on the parchment.

Being forced to lie in bed helplessly for so many days, it seems that her character has become quieter.

"Abby!" Pansy shouted out the window at this time. A sturdy eagle owl with smooth fur fluttered its wings and flew in, stopping on the bedside table next to her. on.

"Send it where it should be." Pansy stretched out her hand to stroke the eagle owl's feathers, and then whispered in her pet's ear, stacking the sheet of paper she had just written and tied it to the owl's ankle.

"Miss Parkinson!" A young woman in a white wizard robe walked in, and her expression immediately became serious when she saw this scene.

It looks like it should be a hospital employee with the status of a nurse.

"Pets are not allowed in the ward! For the sake of your health." She scolded harshly.

"Abby, go quickly." Pansy ignored the woman's words, but urged his own owl, so the owl named Abby quickly jumped down from the window, and disappeared in an instant.

"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, so don't be so strict." Pansy couldn't help but feel a little guilty when looking at the woman in front of him, and then said coquettishly, looking at the woman innocently with a pair of smart eyes.

This is a caregiver her father specially invited from outside. It is said that he has considerable experience with caregivers, and he is not the original employee of the St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital, otherwise Pansy would not be so afraid of her.

"Even if you are going to be discharged right now, as long as you stay in the ward, you must abide by the corresponding rules." The woman walked up to Pansy, bent down, and picked up the quill and parchment she used. Up.

"These things should be packed in your luggage." She looked at these things and said.

"Yes, yes." In order to avoid her nagging, Pansy now looked very well-behaved and nodded repeatedly.

"What's this?" The woman scanned the surrounding area, keenly noticed something, then bent down, picked up an irregular piece from the foot of the hospital bed, like a torn piece of paper, a prophecy The material used by the daily newspaper, but I don’t know why it now looks like this.

"Maybe it was left by the visitor, maybe it was my dad. I'm fine, but I don't know how to play with the newspaper." Pansy's face turned red for a moment, but he said to himself.

"Really." The woman looked at Pansy suspiciously, but she couldn't say anything.

"Be prepared to leave the hospital, little girl, remember, you can't do strenuous exercise yet." The woman shook her finger and warned.

"I know." Pansy responded impatiently at this time.

"Then I won't bother you to rest." The woman cleaned the house again and left.

If she can continue to search under the bed, perhaps there will be even more amazing findings.

Just after the woman left completely, Pansy hurriedly slumped to the ground, regardless of whether there was dust on the ground, and then reached out to go under his bed.

A pile of shredded paper was swept out by her.

If the lady just now had enough patience to reassemble these pieces, she would be able to see the complete pattern.

Perhaps it was too boring in the ward, Pansy also started to put these pieces together again, just like playing a jigsaw puzzle, killing the last time in the hospital.

After a long time, she finally finished the spelling, staring blankly at the image above.

The above photo includes several warriors and related personnel of the Goblet of Fire. It is worth mentioning that it seems that there are two people on it that seem to be close together, and the relationship is very intimate.

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On the Friday afternoon one week before the competition, the fourth-grade Slytherin students did not have any classes.

In the Hogwarts library, Malfoy is looking for materials in front of two old bookshelves. Professor Babling has assigned assignments of different difficulty for each student this time, even he can no longer easily Resolved.

The course is difficult, so many students have chosen to change elective courses, which has led to a lot less people in the ancient magic writing course, allowing the female professor to fully develop homework according to everyone’s level .

Even Gabriel and Fleur have them.

Write down basic content such as "invisible beast symbol o, unicorn symbol 1"."

Furong took Gabriel to a magical creature protection class today. According to her, this should be her last free time since participating in the competition, and it should be gone after the postponement. She will be busy for the Goblet of Fire competition.

And Malfoy finally had a rare leisure time.

These days, he really understands what is called the trouble of beauty, and Furong will always find him in unexpected places.

"Design a magic text combination that can keep people's energy?" Malfoy thought, "The water (1aguz) that symbolizes life? Or is it about emotional joy (unjo)? Or is it the mysterious magic (petho)? ?" Malfoy's fingertips swept across the pages of an old book, his thoughts turned, or did he need to use the "sun (soi1o)" symbolizing power and light?

The purpose achieved is different, and the means to achieve the goal are naturally different. The characters of ancient magic texts are not too many, but from the perspective of permutation and combination, they are enough to derive enough combinations. This mysterious magic text It seems particularly charming, enough to make people explore it for a lifetime.

A fluttering sound came from outside the window, and soon a horned owl flew to Malfoy's side.

"Sorry, Mrs. Pince, I'm going out now." As soon as Malfoy looked up, he saw Mrs. Pince, who was responsible for maintaining order in the library, staring at him with a look of disgust.

This lady hated people who violated the rules and regulations in the library, and this "undesired guest" obviously caused a commotion.

Malfoy walked quickly toward the door of the library, and the owl named "Abby" was standing upright on his shoulders, looking alive.

In the wide aisle, Malfoy leaned his back against the railing, and took the letter from the owl's ankle with one hand, then unfolded it and scanned it.

Soon, Malfoy's brows stretched, and a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that the letter should be good news, but the mood of joy only flashed by, and a new question immediately came to him. before.

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