Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

On the other side of the intersection very close to Voldemort, Harry Potter and his godfather Sirius Black are buying some new necessities added at the beginning of the new semester, such as some essential textbooks for the new semester.

He has grown taller and needs a new robe.

All the dementors in Britain are controlled by Malfoy because of food and contract, and they stay quietly in the dark to "suck people", so Umbridge has no extra hands to attack Privet Drive, and there is no more attack. Necessarily, she is now at the peak of her power. She doesn't have to please her boss. The original trajectory has changed. At that time, she attacked Harry because the boy was propagating "false" intelligence, which made people panic and was not good for her boss.

She needed to flatter and flatter them back then.

But now, many people, including herself, accepted the fact that Voldemort had returned, and it was precisely by this that she took the opportunity to take the lead.

There was even part of this reason for her succession.

Many people do not want the current situation to continue to be turbulent. A politically unstable wizarding society cannot resist Voldemort.

The political direction, from the moment Fudge stepped down, has undergone tremendous changes, which no one can predict.

Therefore, the savior classmate still had a smooth summer vacation.

Sirius Black would visit the Dursleys from time to time, and then dangle the wanted warrant that would have been invalidated before their eyes.

At that time, he had a face full of beard and lack of care, and he smiled madly in the newspaper, extremely deterrent.

Real people are always more deterrent than other death evidence.

When the living "wanted criminals" and "murderers" stood in front of them, the expressions of Uncle Vernon's family were quite wonderful.

Especially "terrorists" who also master magic.

This also made Harry's holiday quite enjoyable.

It was just due to Dumbledore's request that he couldn't take Harry too far, unable to travel far. He also needed to rely on the protective magic of the family's blood relationship to avoid Voldemort's possible killing.

But in general, his vacation was quite enjoyable, Dudley didn't dare to bully him at all, and the 1000-gold bonus made him no longer have to worry about spending.

Although Sirius was quite rich and would never be stingy with him, Harry felt that his money was more justified.

The only shortcoming is that the severity of his headaches has increased unabated, and the frequency and severity are getting higher and higher.

On many ordinary midnights, he would wake up from his dreams, sweating profusely, and the sweat would often soak behind the back of his pajamas. His eyes would see many strange scenes. Most of the time, he would be surrounded by gloomy stone walls with water drops. Stopped in a crack in the stone, dripping, making a ticking sound.

Obviously he was short-sighted, and he didn't wear glasses when he slept, but those scenes flashed very clearly in his eyes, as if he was present.

Occasionally, there is a thick and long giant python lying on a black stone. Most of the time, it takes a nap with its eyes closed, and then suddenly opens the cruel snake eyes, twists its body swiftly, and preys on some innocent insects. It's not just sliding slowly on the ground.

Harry even felt the same, as if he was the snake, with some desire for blood, longing for biting, longing for destruction, longing for all cruel and bloodthirsty deeds, as if that was the nature engraved in his own blood.

That was where Voldemort used to live before, sleeping in the wild, or not in the wild, just some desolate caves.

In the middle of the holiday, the place he dreamed of suddenly changed.

It was in a more luxurious and sophisticated room. There was a delicate small bed in the corner, dark green gauze tents hanging in it, several mahogany chairs in the middle of the room, and a delicate table on the table. The magic table lamp, the lampshade is not known what material it is made of, even if it is not lit, it still emits a faint white light, some grain-like lines, and the bottom half is a polished base.

As for the gorgeous bookcase placed in the other corner, it is not so much a bookcase as an ornament. It is equally expensive and extremely luxurious.

There are some ancient magic props everywhere, one wall is hung with a clock made of pure gold, surrounded by abstract and esoteric portraits, simple yet elegant silverware is placed in the space between the bookcases, and the other wall is carved with a few pieces The thick and long black giant pythons are entangled, showing their fangs hideously, as if they would jump out of the painting every moment.

If he was a guest at Malfoy's house, he would know that this was a secret room in Malfoy Manor, used to entertain the most distinguished people.

Today was even more abnormal. He woke up during a nap, and the scene in his mind was actually the familiar Diagon Alley.

This gave him an urge to rush here immediately.

Just as school was about to start, he and his godfather came here.

Before that, Hedwig was used to send a letter, and she made an appointment with Hermione and Ron, and met them here.

In the days when school is about to start, they can enjoy the last days of the holiday.

Without the trial of the Dementors, there would be no way to go to the Order of the Phoenix. What's more, the stronghold should have also changed. At this time, the owner of the Black family mansion has also changed, and it is impossible to choose it as a stronghold.

"Harry!" Harry suddenly heard someone calling him, and it was a familiar voice. It turned out that Ron was waving at him at the other end of the intersection and shouting loudly.

After a holiday, both of them grew a lot taller.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. I want you to be a guest at my house earlier. My mother is talking about you every day." Ron ran over quickly, the two hugged tightly, and then he said helplessly.

Harry immediately thought of Mrs. Weasley’s kind face. During the Goblet of Fire last year, she came to watch her game as a family member. In the past few years, she also cared very much about herself and regarded herself as her. Treated like his son.

Ron's gaze turned at this time.

"Sirius, hello!" Ron said briskly, waved his hand, and greeted Sirius. He now appears very confident, and the prefect's halo greatly improved his confidence.

Neither of his twin brothers was a prefect.

Sirius nodded, and a smile appeared on the expressionless face: "Hello, Ron."

"By the way, I'm going to be the prefect, you see, Harry." Ron handed Harry the prefect appointment letter he got, with a bit of ostentation, it was natural.

"Congratulations." Harry took the envelope, glanced at it, and looked at the gold and red-edged badge Ron had just bought. He said with some envy, but he didn't know why he didn't get the position.

He feels that his performance over the years should be fairly good.

Maybe it’s the poor results in the potions class?He thought so.

There is only this reason.

Snape's gloomy and sallow face and hatred eyes that were almost deep into his bones appeared in his mind.

The potions teacher likes to target him most, no, not just to target, it is torture.

But having said that, Ron is not much better than him?

Snape hated him, and of course he didn't have a good face for the people around him, or that he had a sense of hatred for the entire Gryffindor, and Ron was often implicated.

What about Hermione?Ron is the prefect, she should be too?

Harry thought silently.

Her grades are impeccable. He and Ron can easily cope with many headaches and Hermione can easily deal with them. Compared with passing the test, Hermione pursues excellence and perfection.

There was a trace of jealousy in his heart, but it disappeared quickly.

"Hi! Harry, Ron, oh, and Sirius?" A brisk female voice actively joined their conversation.

They turned their heads and saw a girl standing behind them and patted Harry on the shoulder.

The girl is Hermione. Today, she is wearing a blue and white checkered shirt with a square collar and a black polka-dot skirt. The usual neutral and capable style has been reduced, and it has become more playful and casual. The style is casual and simple.

In a few days, everyone will have to put on standard clothing, and she can enjoy the last freedom.

Some of her face has also faded away, and her eyes are more energetic. Perhaps, when she learns Occlumency, it will help to recognize herself and mature.

She has also grown taller, the only thing that hasn't changed is that she still has some messy corn curly hair.

"It looks like everyone is here, how about going for a drink?" Sirius glanced at Hermione, nodded, and finally proposed.

"Of course, students drink less, preferably not drinks." Black added.

So the group began to go to a nearby bar.

The nearest bar is the Broken Kettle Bar, which is not very tidy. It is cramped, small and mixed, but the drinks on sale taste good, which is why many people are willing to stay here.

The group of four pushed open the old wooden door and walked in.

There is no light here, it looks a little dark, and some is just dim candlelight.

The taste of alcohol and the body odor of the drinker were intertwined. The waiter was holding the plate and quickly shuttled between the tables. They found a table that could barely be called tidy and sat down.

As before, they exchanged information about the holidays. After hearing Sirius' deterrent against the Vernon family, Ron happily raised his glass.

"It's really worth celebrating." He said happily, raising his glass

"...It's just...how is that mysterious man now?" After clinking the glasses, Ron seemed to have thought of something suddenly and asked in a low voice.

"This is not something you should be concerned about." Sirius frowned.

He was impressed by what happened last school year, and his godson was nearly killed in the Goblet of Fire.

"Everything has to be solved by adults. This is not something you should worry about." He still subconsciously hopes that they can avoid these dangerous things.

"Malfoy is really hateful! If it weren't for him, that person wouldn't have been resurrected at all." Ron patted the dirty table below, making his hands greasy, and then shook his hands in disgust. , Looked embarrassed.

"The whirlwind swept!" Hermione gave Ron a disgusting look, gently raised her wrist, waved her wand, and helped him solve this trouble.

"I really doubt if you are a wizard." Hermione said regretfully.

"By the way, Harry, have you had a headache lately?" Hermione pretended to glance at Harry's scar at this time, and then asked naturally.

"Yes, how is that scar recently." Sirius then remembered the pain from the scar not long ago, and hurriedly asked.

Although he cared about Harry very much, he was not as detailed as a woman after all.

"It's a little bit, and it's getting more and more frequently these days." Harry touched his scar, recalling his dream at noon today.

"The principal is not wrong." Hermione thought.

Hermione decided to go to school and tell Harry about the seriousness of the matter. He and Voldemort's thoughts can be connected, and he must maintain a high degree of vigilance.

From the information revealed by Dumbledore, he is very likely to be away from school for a long time.

And that appointment cannot be rejected.

Because the reasons given by the Ministry of Magic appeared to be high-sounding, for the safety of the entire wizarding society, he temporarily resigned and re-appointed after the resolution was resolved.

This even successfully convinced the vast majority of school managers.

Politics is an art of compromise, and even Dumbledore will be disturbed by rules.

These are the news that Dumbledore revealed to Hermione in advance, and it will come true after the start of the new semester.

"What will happen in the future?" Hermione thought slightly melancholy, worried about the not optimistic future.

She tried to learn Occlumency, but she only found a little way, but at this level, how could she be Harry's teacher?

Hermione's thoughts kept drifting away.

And Malfoy, where is he going now?Are you still on the run?

Did he really take refuge in Voldemort?

Why didn't Professor Dumbledore stop him?

At that time, almost everyone in the auditorium panicked, and all their attention was directed to Malfoy who was taking the hostages, and even she fell into a moment of loss of consciousness at that moment.

However, why does this state of mind feel inexplicably familiar, as if I have seen all this before?

Hermione didn't know why she felt this way.

While everyone was focusing on the hijackers and hostages, she looked at Dumbledore.

The hostages are held hostage, and the emotions of others can be worried and angry, but these emotions are almost invisible in Dumbledore's eyes.

Maybe he was trying to reassure others.

But Hermione was more willing to trust her own judgment.

The old man is very determined.

In his office that day, the ambiguous answer made the truth more confusing.

She didn't believe that the principal would be so irresponsible.Free reader!!