Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

In response to this event in the magical and educational world, the Daily Prophet’s report on the Triwizard Tournament was somewhat lacking in stamina, and some of the information published afterwards seemed to be the same old tunes, and there was nothing that people would like to see. content.

Ordinary wizards always have a soft spot for lace news. They are quite interested in the emotional entanglement reported by Rita Skeeter last time about several warriors, but the Daily Prophet did not If they meet their requirements, it may not be enough.

Because their special correspondent, Rita Skeeter, is now going crazy, as if she had experienced some great stimulation.

The woman had lost all her manuscripts, the shorthand quill was broken, and she lay quietly in her handbag.

This is the only treasure she still retains.

She seemed to have been ransacked by the robbers, and she was traumatized.

Moody tortured her with a weakened heart-piercing curse. His mastery of black magic is so good that he can completely control the use of magic, because he knows that sometimes the pain will make people die. So restrained my own tactics.

Even so, poor Rita was almost crazy under the torture, losing her mind and memory. To be on the safe side, Moody also cast her an oblivion spell on purpose.

When she wanted to make up lies and slapped some people who didn't have the right to fight back against her, she might not have thought that one day she would be tortured so terribly and cruelly.

In short, the wizard's media world has been much calmer after this accident. In order to piece together the page, the Daily Prophet even turned up the old calendar hundreds of years ago and introduced the hegemony competition long ago to make up for the emptiness of their content.

After all, not everyone has Rita's talent and her magical quill pen, who can write false but heart-wrenching news.

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After entering March, the weather became clearer, but every time I came to the field outside, the cold wind still blew the hands and faces of the students.The owls cannot deliver the letter in time, because the strong wind always blows them off the target.

The students of Slytherin and Gryffindor were quietly doing the experiment set by Snape in the potions classroom. This greasy, hook-nosed man wandered like a ghost in Gryffindor. Around the students, staring at their movements intently.

Of course, this is not to say that he is serious and responsible, but that he hopes to deduct their points.

"Potter, I remember I said more than once in class-the wormwood infusion must be mixed with the daffodil root powder before it can be poured into the cauldron..." Snape's dark eyes flickered With a vicious light.

"Sorry, Professor, I forgot." There was a creak in the wooden chair under Harry, then he stood up and said.

"Yes, our warrior doesn't know anything about the knowledge in class, but he is surprisingly proficient in some rare knowledge." Snape said in his cold voice.

Then he stretched his head to the side of Harry’s ear and said coldly in a voice that Harry could just hear: “Don’t think I don’t know who sneaked into my office. It’s not you, at least you. Companion."

Before Harry could reply, Snape went on to say, "Don't try to quibble, I will have a way to verify if you are lying."

Snape's eyes flashed.He put a hand into his black robe.For a moment, Harry thought that Snape was going to draw out his wand and chant a spell on him-then he saw Snape pull out a small crystal bottle with a clear potion inside.Harry watched carefully.

"Do you know what it is, Potter?" Snape said, his eyes gleaming again.

"I don't know." Harry said.

"This is Veritaserum—a potion that teaches you to tell the truth. The effect is amazing. Only three drops can make you reveal the secrets of your heart and let all the students listen." Snape said viciously. "Of course, the Ministry of Magic has very strict regulations to control the use of this potion. But you must pay special attention, or I will miss,"-he shook the crystal bottle slightly-"The pumpkin poured over your dinner Juice. Then, Potter...then we'll find out if you have been to my office."

"Harry, don't worry, he didn't dare." Hermione looked at Harry and said in a low voice. Snape had already left here, and instead walked around the Slytherin students and started to guide them. The potion is boiled.

"Unless he wants to be imprisoned in Azkaban!" Hermione exaggerated to provide a better comfort.

Of course, this is not the case, just use Veritaserum, even if it is abused, it will not be locked into Azkaban.

Harry didn't speak.He turned to his ginger roots again, picked up the knife, and started to cut them into pieces again.He hated the kind of Veritaserum Snape talked about, and he thought Snape might secretly spill a few drops on him.

Harry felt that ESnape’s hatred for him in the past, even if he was going to be locked up in Azkaban, he wouldn’t mind attacking himself.

He imagined that if Snape really did this, he wouldn't know what he would confide in his mouth. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder... He would cause many people to get into trouble, "selfless" Professor Moody, who has helped him many times, will definitely be implicated, as well as his love for a certain girl and jealousy for her boyfriend. These dark feelings are enough to make people crazy when they are put on the stage.

At this time, a knock on the door outside the classroom interrupted Harry's worries.

"Come in." Snape said in his usual voice.

The door opened, and the whole class turned to look around.Professor Karkaroff walked in and everyone watched him walk towards Snape's podium.He rolled his goatee with his fingers, looking restless.

"We need to talk." Karkaroff said abruptly as he walked to Snape's side.He seemed determined not to let anyone hear what he said, so his lips barely moved, as if he was a very lame ventriloquist.Harry stared at the ginger root in front of him, listening carefully.

"I'll talk to you after class, Karkaroff," Snape whispered, but Karkaroff interrupted him.

"I want to talk now, while you can't slip away, Severus. You have been avoiding me since the second game." Karkaroff lowered his voice, "I'm watching You didn’t give that warrior from your college a zero for your face.”

"I'll talk after class," Snape said harshly.

"Just now, things are very urgent!" Karkaroff refused to give up, and stared at Snape with his cold and sharp eyes."If you suffer, it's not just me who is in trouble!" Karkaroff's voice was lowered for a while.

Snape was silent for a while, then scanned the class with his deep black eyes.

"The principal of Durmstrand has very important things to discuss with me now." He gave such a lame excuse."For the next two lessons, you will continue to configure the potions that you have just taught you, and I will check them after I come back."

Then the two hurriedly walked outside the classroom and began to communicate.

Their voices are very low. Even if the students in the classroom listen carefully, it is very difficult to hear them.