Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

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"Apple Pie."

Hermione said sadly, and the ugly stone monster jumped to the side.

A moving wooden ladder swings before her eyes.

She slowly stepped up layer by layer along the wooden stairs.

Pushed open the vacant door.

The furnishings here seem to have never been moved. There are a few simple wooden boxes on the solid wood desk, and all the other items are placed in an orderly manner. A quill is lying quietly on the parchment. Maybe, the old man will be here soon. I used to work here.

A new portrait has joined the ranks of the late principals of Hogwarts College... Dumbledore slept in a golden frame above the table, with half-moon glasses framed on his hooked nose, looking serene And quiet.

But this is a dead thing, not a conscious portrait.

"Ah, ugly Mudblood, what you moved in this room just now woke me up!" the portrait on the wall said viciously.

"Who?" Hermione realized that she had walked into the room at this time, and then heard Phineas screaming from the former headmaster.

"Be gentle with the little girl." Another chubby, kind lady also woke up. She wrapped her gorgeous shawl tightly and persuaded her.

"Where is Dumbledore? He was driven away? I haven't seen him for half a year." Phineas ignored the advice of the female portrait, but asked Hermione directly.

"Professor Dumbledore was attacked by Voldemort and fell behind the curtains of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic and died." Hermione wiped the corner of her eye and said sadly.

"Oh, is he dead? That's just right, I still lack a company." Phineas laughed, then looked around, as if to stick his head out of the picture frame.

"How about staying under me, there is still room here."

The principals of Hogwarts, after death, some will choose to stay in the portrait and retain some consciousness during his lifetime.

It was different from the lifeless portrait.

Hermione wanted to say a few words to him, but still respected the principal's decision.

"He wouldn't choose to stay in the portrait. Death is not something to fear for him. As he said, it was a great adventure." Hermione said softly.

"Where are they?" She suddenly looked back at this time, only to find that Harry and Ron were not there.

Obviously the two should have been following behind him.

She looked at the carpet from the sidelines, dust accumulated, and then her pupils shrank suddenly.

She saw a footprint.

She hadn't been there just now, and the footprint was larger than hers, it was probably a male footprint.

Also, she realized only now that when she just walked in, the wooden door was hidden.

This made her sweat, but she still tried her best to keep her calm.

Hermione took out her wand and opened the cabinet cautiously.

Nothing.

"Is it my hallucination?" Hermione muttered deliberately, turned her back and walked to the other end.

Then she suddenly stopped her footsteps, turned around, raised her wand, and said quickly to the empty closet:

"Faint!"

Hermione’s spell blurted out, but her heart was cold, because she felt her spell missed, and her wand was caught directly, then lifted it high, then leaned upward and hit At the top of the cabinet, sawdust flew all over the place.

The whole cabinet began to shake violently

There are people in the cabinet!

Even though he had been extremely careful, his entire body was taken out of balance by a strong pulling force, and he was pulled into the cabinet, all black and out of sight.

"Fluorescence..." She subconsciously wanted to regain her sight, but her wrist holding the wand was firmly imprisoned, and her gesture was interrupted.

The spell was also interrupted.

"You..." Hermione wanted to question the person, but found that her mouth had been covered, and a rough palm pressed against her lips, making her silent.

She started shaking her body, struggling desperately.

Who will show up in Dumbledore's office at this time, what does he want to do?

But she was hugged horizontally by Now, one hand was tightly locked, and the other hand was still holding the magic wand. She was afraid to throw it away and could not move. Subconsciously, Hermione used her teeth as a weapon and bit her. Go down, want to resist, let him let go because of pain.

Sure enough, the captor let go, and the pressure on her wrist faded in an instant. Hermione's heart jumped, and when she was about to fight back, she felt a pain in her neck, lost consciousness, and fell asleep.

Malfoy took the opportunity to leave the cabinet immediately and rubbed his hands.

He really didn't think he was so unlucky.

He also didn't expect someone to have such a keen perception, and he found his hiding place all at once.

When he opened the cabinet to search for it, he heard someone coming in with a password outside the door.

Malfoy hid subconsciously, after all, he didn't want to cause more trouble

When he heard someone approaching the cabinet, he also used the phantom spell.

It was quite difficult to move around in the small dark space. He couldn't even take out the wand in the cuff to deal with it.

So when facing the discoverer, she also used purely physical means to subdue her.

Now he has time to completely open the cabinet, let the light penetrate, and look at the face of the person before him.

Then Malfoy's expression fell into a state of consternation, his gray pupils widened and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This is really a coincidence.

He was a little startled.

In a few months, this stubborn and independent girl has matured a lot, the contours on her face are no longer so soft, but slightly sharpened, some of the greenness has faded, and some more mature.

Hermione seemed to be his enemy, almost always becoming a variable in her plan, causing some interference.

Fortunately, it didn't matter much.

Looking at the neat row of tooth prints near the tiger's mouth on his palm, Malfoy was distracted.

He remembered that Hermione had a pair of front teeth.Now it's neat and tidy.

Then the itchy and painful touch was conveyed to his nerves along the wound, with a slight tingling.

He conjured a fine rope and trapped Hermione, leaving the wooden door empty so that she would not be too uncomfortable to hold her back.

A rope that can be broken away with just a little force, and it will be automatically released when the time for transformation is reached.

"Hey, boy, what are you doing!" Phineas saw Malfoy's figure at this time and roared loudly.

Although it's just a back view.

Although he shouted Mudblood and Mudblood, he was a man who had been dead for many years, but as a former principal, after all, he couldn't let students be attacked in front of him.

"Oh, my God, who are you." The fat woman also screamed.

But he can only yell a few times, and it's impossible for the portrait to get out of the paper.

"Noisy old guy, be quiet!" Malfoy said in a low tone, throwing Hermione's wand back at random, and thrusting it firmly into the wall behind him.

The tail of the wand kept trembling.

Phineas was frightened and screamed.

Malfoy ignored the man afterwards.

Instead, he opened the door directly.