Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Heavy snow fell on the castle and grounds.Boothbarton’s light blue carriage looks like a big frosted pumpkin in winter, and the little gingerbread house with icing next to it is Hagrid’s cabin; on the side of the ship of Durmstrang A layer of ice was formed and it became smooth and translucent, and the sails were also dyed with a layer of hoarfrost.The house elves in the kitchen below are busy, preparing hot stews and sweet puddings in various flavors.

Christmas is finally here, which means the dance will begin tonight.

"Delivered, buddy!" At this moment in the corner of Hogwarts Castle, the Weasley brothers found Malfoy, dragging a large box full of colorful graffiti patterns behind them."

"It should work pretty well." Fred patted the box in front of him and said confidently.

"It's just that I still don't know why you need so many invisibility cloaks. Even if you need them for the game, one is enough. Do you need to buy them from us?" George was still a little puzzled.

"By the way, we made two of the masks you want. Let's use them as gifts, but they will look ugly on your face. You have to be mentally prepared."

"Meow...meow..." A sudden cat cry made the brothers tremble involuntarily at the same time.

A scrawny cat with dark fur is hanging its paws on the guardrail of the spiral staircase, and the bulbous bulging eyes are staring at them.

"Mrs. Loris? Oh my God, we have to go quickly, Filch may be nearby." Fred said panicked.

"You ask for your blessings, it's too late to get it back now" George ran and turned his head to remind Malfoy.

"What are these things." Sure enough, the janitor—Filch quickly walked from a winding staircase to Malfoy's face and asked seriously.

"A few clothes. Don't believe me, take a look?" Malfoy said as he was about to open the box, but Filch's extended hand stopped it.

"Not an example." Filch coughed. "Stay away from the two troublemakers in the future." He warned.

"Okay, sir." Malfoy said politely.

Malfoy may now be the person who has the best relationship with the janitor in this school.

A few minutes later, the big box was placed in Malfoy's bedroom.

His table was full of gifts from other people. Many of them were delivered by owls this morning. As for the Lucius and his wife, they passed the gifts to him in advance, so that they can save some time.

"Draco, you can't help but open the gift secretly. You can't open it until Christmas." When saying goodbye, Narcissa put her hands on Malfoy's cheek to remind him, as if Malfoy was still a childish Yes, like children who can't help but tempt the gift.

Because there is still a long time before the second event, the Lucius and his wife will come to Hogwarts again to watch the game when the second event starts.

As for Pansy, he also gave him a well-made black tie.

Malfoy tried on a black velvet high-necked gown that Narcissa prepared for him in the dormitory. It looked quite fit in front of the mirror. It is worth mentioning that this is Narcissa’s first grade, every year. A must-have item that he put in his luggage is updated one a year, but there are too few balls at Hogwarts, which made the preparations for the first three years wasted, and it came in handy this year.

At the same time, he was prepared to be ridiculed by others. Luna's dress, which has reached the state of "beautiful and delicious", appeared at the ball, and it would definitely be like throwing a blockbuster into a sensation.

After thinking about it, Malfoy decided to spend the first half of the day in the library. He still had no sense of expectation of the prom itself, nor was he naive enough to go to snowball fights with other students. Instead, he was passing by and found Pansy On the railing, the classmates who were watching her enviously galloped across the field.

"If your legs still want to return to normal, get that idea out of your mind." Malfoy looked at Pansy and said warningly.

She wore a thick purple sweater today, as if wrapping herself up.

"Oh." Pansy replied feebly, with a beautiful silver ribbon tied around her head. At this time, she slumped weakly, just as listless as she herself.

"But you can change the way of playing." Malfoy snapped his fingers. "Like this." He raised his wand, and the air in front of the wand suddenly cooled a few degrees, and the moisture in the air gradually condensed and condensed. Three snow-white balls.

The ball just floated quietly in mid-air, and Malfoy raised his hand again and whispered: "Vassidisi!" The three small balls shot out in response to the "swish swish", like a machine gun Like, it accurately hit an old poplar not far away.

The leaves on the branches had fallen almost after the winter, and they looked bare, with only a thick layer of snow covering them. An owl seemed to be awakened by this, and then opened his eyes and vibrated its wings. At the same time, the ice scum stuck to the wings was shaken off, and then flew away.

"By the way, I can train myself to control magic power. It's pretty good? Isn't it?" Malfoy looked at his results with satisfaction. Power is not the key. The accuracy has indeed reached a very high level.

"By the way, how does the gadget I made work? Your legs shouldn't be cold now, right." Malfoy's gaze moved to Pansy's, and the toe of this leather boot came out with a pale gold inlaid on it. His small buttons appear to be one whole body, exuding temperature, extending from the feet to the calves.

"Well, it's warm, thank you." Pansy nodded obediently, and then imitated Malfoy's spell just now, trying to gather an ice puck.

"Aren't you staying here? Draco? Where are you going?" Pansy asked quickly while condensing the puck, watching Malfoy lift his foot and leave, and then said to himself; "I Guessed, you really don't relax at all, and you have to go to the library on days like this."

At this time, the white snow almost covered the entire Hogwarts, covered in silver, and Malfoy's figure gradually disappeared in the wind and snow, leaving only a string of not deep and shallow footprints. It was quickly filled with new snowflakes.

Pansy was still trying the spellcasting technique Malfoy had just taught her on the spot. It was either incapable of being in shape, or inaccurate.

"Vassidisi!" I don't know how many times she tried, and finally she was so happy that she condensed two snowballs from the cold air, and then the "shoo" respectively hit Slytherin and Gran. The two students of Fendor, obviously, this triggered a snowball fight between the colleges.

Seeing that his unintentional actions had caused such "serious" consequences, Pansy was guilty of conscience, and gently left the "crime scene", moving step by step towards the Slytherin lounge.

"The warm fireplace is still waiting for me." She thought so, diverting her attention, trying to make herself forget what she had just done.