Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Hogwarts is on holiday, and now it is an eventful autumn. The semester has even ended early. After all, the exams have been completed and the students boarded the express train and returned home to enjoy the rare holiday.

Pansy often visits Malfoy's parents at Malfoy Manor during the holidays to comfort them. The relationship between the two families is relatively close. Pansy's father did not alienate them because of such incidents, and often visited them. ,comfort.

She spent most of the holiday in her house, tinkering with something.

"It turns out that this is the boy's body. It feels really strange. In addition, it feels good when the feet are healed. Now he can walk normally, but now I am really worried about Draco's game tomorrow. He must be very dangerous. ."

"I feel a little bit shy when I think about it now, Draco won't go to see me secretly... I lost weight if I knew this way. No, the leg injury is not healed and I can't exercise, so I should eat less Stuff."

"I knew he would definitely win, but he didn't seem to be too happy. Did something happen in the lake? I don't want to, so sleepy, sleeping."

"Tomorrow is the third event of the Goblet of Fire, and I don't know if Draco will win the championship, but safety is the most important thing. He will return safely."

"I'm so stupid. I should have noticed his abnormality. Why didn't I notice it? Draco must know what would happen, otherwise he wouldn't eat so much at the banquet. He usually doesn't like it that much. Food, but since he knew it, why didn't he run away sooner? Of course, he also ran away that day."

This is a diary of her, which records some of the things that happened in the previous days and the careful thoughts of some girls.

The girl took out a new piece of parchment from the drawer and began to write on it, perhaps as a letter.

"You definitely don't know where you are hiding in the corner, do you?"

"Just leave me here to worry about you. When you ran away, you still didn't forget to abduct a big beauty, right? You were looking for me at the time. I would definitely cooperate with you better than her, or say you think She is more beautiful?" The words in the letter looked a little angry at this time.

"You will write to me when you have time, right?"

"You are safe now, right?"

"You will come back alive, won't you?" It's just that the tone on the girl's letter becomes more and more worried as you get to the back.

This is a letter that cannot be delivered to the recipient. Malfoy is still missing, as if the world has evaporated, without any news.

Pansy felt that her eye sockets were a little red, rubbed the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and then suddenly turned her head and looked out the window. The golden light of Xi came in from the outside and reflected on the mirror, causing her eyes to sting.

A few smooth feathers rustled down outside the window, and there was the sound of an owl plopping against the glass. Pansy stood up from a wooden chair in a panic, walked to the window, and opened it. It put the owl in.

Her leg injury due to black magic is now much better. As long as she does not run abruptly, there is no problem with normal walking. As she ages, her own magic power is also increasing. The impact and damage caused by this black magic will only Getting smaller and smaller.

The owl tenderly stretched out his leg that was bound to the letter.

Pansy unwrapped the letter from the owl's feet with some expectation, although she also knew that what she was expecting was only a luxury.

"Dear Miss Pansy Parkinson, based on your usual performance, the final grades of previous semesters, the recommendation of the dean of this college, and your influence in Slytherin College, etc., the position of prefect will be granted to you in the fifth grade. , I hope you can fulfill your responsibilities in the next year or even longer in your study and life, assist the president of the student union, and do a good job in the management of students-sincerely, the principal Albus Dumbledore."

A look of disappointment flashed across her face. Even if she became a prefect, she didn't make her happy. If she changed to the past, she would be proud to show off to her closest person.

"I'm the prefect, are you surprised?" Pansy slowly sat back in his seat, leaned forward, and continued to write on a roll of parchment that I didn't know if it was a letter or a diary. Up.

"If you are still in school and nothing has happened, maybe we are both prefects. You can definitely be the prefect. It just depends on whether you want it or not. I know you hate these troublesome things the most." Girl Looking forward to writing, she still imagined that the two would stand in front of the auditorium with the prefect’s badge, speaking with a serious face to the newly enrolled freshmen.

It must be interesting to see the shivering look of those freshmen.

Think about it, it's actually quite prestigious.

"If you are really caught and imprisoned in Azkaban, I will wait for you. I have checked. Underage wizards will not be imprisoned for too long. Many people in Azkaban have sentences. And now that prison is also destroyed, they will definitely deal with you lightly in the end. Uncle Lucius and Aunt Narcissa are also very worried about you."

"Uncle Lucius was temporarily suspended by the Ministry of Magic because of you, to cooperate with the investigation, but he will soon be reinstated. If you know, don't worry too much."

Pansy glanced at the newspaper on the table. This was the latest issue of the Daily Prophet. The front page above was an ugly woman sitting at the desk, leaning over and working seriously.

The pink cat decorations in those offices have been temporarily removed at this time.

The type above clearly says:

"It is reported that Ms. Umbridge has worked hard during her work as acting minister. She has been very effective in reforming and improving the wizarding society. She has the upper hand in the competition of the powerful opponent Rufus Scrimgeour. In the end, she will succeed in the election. Become a beacon for the world of wizards that may be precarious in the future.” The Daily Prophet wrote in this way, and he did not hesitate to praise the new minister with his pen and ink.

It's just inferior to Rita Skeeter's flamboyant and flattering style.

"These things are really funny, and she is quite ugly, but she did help Uncle Lucius a lot." Pansy glanced at the woman in the newspaper with disgust, and then went on to write.

Voldemort currently has very few people in his hands, and of course he must return Lucius to his post at the Ministry of Magic.

"It's time to go shopping in Diagon Alley. You have to buy a black and green badge first." Pansy murmured, and then put his things in the cabinet.) !!