Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

On Saturday, the three people in the infirmary did not have any more exchanges. The expected Shura Field did not come. Gabrielle’s cold made Furong have no intention of dealing with other things. Everything will wait until her sister is healed.In order to let the sick number rest well, Madam Pomfrey also gave the two "dismissal orders" in disguise. So after that, Pansy and Malfoy left soon.

Pansy was also a little grateful in her heart. She was not ready yet. This time she was caught off guard. Fortunately, she did not lose any advantage.

But this does not mean that the day was so plainly wasted. Malfoy took Pansy to the library and gave her make-up lessons, so that she could rush back to some of the previous courses.

"Don't worry, do you? Draco, I'm only coming back today." Pansy pleaded bitterly, but Malfoy was indifferent.

"If you don't hurry up, you will only owe more and more debts." Malfoy said solemnly, feeling like he has become a conscientious high school class teacher at this time.

It was basically the same on Sunday. Pansy also spent a lot of time adapting to the life of returning to school, getting rid of the lazy habits he developed during his recuperation, and walking around the campus by the way.

This kind of leg injury is very contradictory. You can't over-exercise, but you can't not exercise at all. Both will be detrimental to the injury.

In addition to waiting for the delivery of the owl in the auditorium, some envelopes will also be delivered to the corresponding lounge of each college. After all, it is impossible for the student to be in the auditorium every time the owl is delivered.

So at the left corner of the entrance of the lounge, there is a small tin box for storing letters. When I entered the door just now, Pansy happened to see a letter inserted in it.

"What's this, was the love letter that girl gave you the day before yesterday?" Pansy raised a pale yellow envelope and asked Malfoy with a complicated expression in the lounge of Slytherin College.

The two of them had just finished their morning class at this time, and after having lunch in the auditorium, they returned to the lounge, prepared to take a rest, and then went to their respective dormitories for a lunch break.

"Oh no, I think if she really wants to confess, she should say it herself." Malfoy said nonchalantly, and then split his hand to snatch the letter from Pansy.

"You know her quite well." Pansy's tone was a bit sour, staring at the boy in front of him in a daze, but he also relaxed a little, "What is written in the letter?" She still asked a little unwillingly. .

"The word is really bad." Malfoy looked at the envelope and shook his head, judging, and then he held the envelope with both hands, preparing to open it.

Only the name of the recipient is written on the envelope, but the name of the sender is not written, and even the spelling of the name Draco Malfoy is very perfunctory, and it is impossible to distinguish it without careful identification.

"Oh, I also added a secret magic." Malfoy raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised. After breaking the magic, the letter was completely spread out in his hand.

"Please pay attention to the fire dragon..." The content of the letter seemed straightforward, and did not follow the normal letter format. It was more like a note between people familiar with it. It detailed the habits and weaknesses of the fire dragon. Not only that, the letter The board even gave a means of escape.

"Bagman is really positive." Malfoy smiled, and he thought of the gambler almost immediately. Last time he made a lot of money with his help, so naturally he won't let it go this time. After this opportunity, not to mention his father also reached a deal with him.

The deliberately crooked handwriting and secret magic are obviously to prevent others from recognizing it.

"Draco, is your first project against the fire dragon?" Pansy leaned her head, staring at the letter, and then her expression changed immediately and she became nervous. In any case, this rare danger Biology is enough to make people wary.

"You are still in the mood to laugh, do you know how dangerous it is?" Pansy stared at Malfoy and said worriedly.

"Tell me, how is it dangerous?" Malfoy continued with a smile, as if he was about to face the harmless Flobber caterpillar.

Pansy was speechless for a while and realized that he only had a superficial understanding of this creature, only a dangerous concept.

"Anyway, it's dangerous." She hesitated.

"Fear comes from the unknown. When you know enough about it, you will know that the fire dragon is just a stronger reptile, at best it will play with flames." To comfort Pansy, Malfoy only Can slightly belittle some future opponents.

But Malfoy was not overly exaggerated. Compared to the person he was going to face in the end, the fire dragon was indeed worthless.

At least six or seven wizards of the level of "Charlie" may not be able to meet Voldemort's hands.

And he has more information than the other three Warriors, they just know that the game is related to the fire dragon, but Malfoy has already mastered the whole process.

"I'm still scared of such a big reptile," Pansy said bitterly, and it was difficult to accept Malfoy's explanation.

Seeing Pansy still a little worried, Malfoy was also unbearable, and there was no need to keep it secret, so he told her how he cleared the customs.

Pansy only felt that her ears were itchy, because Malfoy got to her ears and began to talk. The heat coming from her ears made Pansy's ears soften unconsciously, her heartbeat suddenly became faster, and her face also It became red.

She recalled the intimate actions that Malfoy made in order to punish her in the Black House. After learning that it was just Malfoy’s acting skills, she immediately disappeared, leaving only Shame and regret.

"Sorry." As if perceiving that the atmosphere between the two became a little ambiguous, Malfoy hurriedly backed away. He only kept secret, but forgot the distance between the two.

"You stand so close, the voice is too loud, I can't hear it at all." Pansy said angrily, turning her head away, using this to cover up her somewhat shy mood.

"Okay." Malfoy sighed.

I saw that he pulled a piece of parchment from nowhere, and floated it in the air, and then a quill started to wander around smartly, leaving neat writing on it, and finally reached out and grabbed it back in his hand, passing it To Pansy.

"Is this relieved?" Malfoy said with a smile, still feeling warm. It feels good to have someone who cares about him, at least he is not fighting alone.

"Do you really know how?" Pansy asked in surprise after reading the information on the parchment carefully, feeling that he still knew too little about Malfoy before him.

"No one would joke about his own life." Malfoy shook his fingers, then gave Pansy a trustworthy look.

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