Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

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"How are you? Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy, the robber?" The girl patted herself at this time and put on the bronze and blue patterned robe, stood up slowly, and said in a grinning tone, by the way Beckoned to him.

She was not someone else, it was Luna Lovegood that Malfoy had just thought of.

"It seems that you caused the trouble outside again?" Luna asked tentatively, not caring about Malfoy's "fugitive" status, as if she had met an old friend and reminiscent of him.

Without waiting for Malfoy to answer her, she walked around him again, approached the door slowly, raised her slender arm, knocked on the inside of the door, and patted it.

"Can you stop them for me? A difficult question. I want to chat with this classmate. We haven't seen each other for a long time." She said briskly to the Ravenclaw door.

Luna didn't seem to be hostile to Malfoy at all, and even kindly offered to help him.

It was as if he was not a robber on the run, but a classmate who had a better relationship with her.

"My questions are always difficult!" The gentle voice of the question just now seemed to be offended, and he replied in an angry voice.

As a door, it still doesn't seem to have any ability to distinguish "good from evil".

After telling the door knocker, Luna turned her head, looked at Malfoy with her somewhat hazy eyes, and fiddled with the carrot earrings on her earlobes.

"Thank you, and...long time no see." Malfoy said softly, frowning slightly, feeling suspicious about Luna's actions.

"Long time no see, is the journey with that Miss Delacour very happy?" The girl passed away in a vague way, even if it was close at hand, it sounded like it came from a far away

I have to say that this is a question that looks like a deliberate joke, especially when Luna asked it in her brisk tone, as if the two were really just traveling for a while.

"It's not easy to say," Malfoy replied, shaking his head.

"They all seem to be attending the funeral, won't you go there?" He walked to a round high table, found a soft chair covered with blue pattern cushions and sat down, facing Luna slowly Asked, changing the subject.

Since Luna is not hostile to him,Then he didn't want to deal with the status quo in some unpleasant ways.

Looking at Luna's performance, it seemed that he didn't think of him at all. It seemed that the Christmas ball had just ended.

In any case, this is better than hostility.

Luna was alone in Ravenclaw's lounge at this time.

All the other students went to the memorial service and funeral in the auditorium full of sadness.

"Professor Dumbledore is not dead, why should I attend his funeral?" Luna said briskly.

Suddenly he didn't realize what kind of impactful words he said.

Malfoy raised his eyebrows, his light gray pupils shrank sharply, then his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the girl who spoke out surprisingly.

The girl's words made him a little nervous.

"Don't you believe it? I think you should know it. Of course, this is also my instinct." Luna circled around the chair, pursing her lips, and pursing her slightly variegated light blonde hair. I also looked at the former dance partner who had been away for a long time.

"The pet of Professor Dumbledore at the time, Phoenix Fox, began to sing sadly for him, but I heard that its singing is not so sad." Luna then said lightly.

"That shouldn't be the voice you should have when you lose your master."

"This is proof." Luna said confidently.

"Listen, the phoenix is ​​singing loudly now, isn't it sad?"

The melodious and moving singing is now extremely penetrating, almost spreading to the entire Hogwarts, and through the layers of stone walls, to the Ravenclaw lounge.

At this time, the funeral was actually over, and Phoenix Fox had already left. It was a continuous echo of magic.

Regrettably, Malfoy could not hear what Luna said, there was a false emotion in Fox's singing.

No matter how you listen, it makes people feel inexplicably sad.

Some powerlessness suddenly surged in his heart.

Because he did not have the ability to distinguish the subtle emotional colors in the singing, he was even more impressed by Luna's keen perception.

Maybe only this girl can do it.

"It can't convince anyone." Malfoy shook his head slightly, "At least it can't convince me."

"Of course, if I say that, everyone will think I'm still that crazy girl, right?" Luna raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her.

"But there is one more point." Luna said right after Malfoy nodded slightly.

"At that time, the students who watched the duel in the Ministry of Magic, after returning to school, still can't see Ye Qi's figure."

"When we went back to school, our group passed by the area where the night skies were raised. I saw them migrating intensively, but they didn't react at all when they were with us." Luna whispered.

"Only people who have seen death with their own eyes will see them. I don't know if those professors have witnessed death, but I am sure that I have seen them." Luna's voice was ethereal, and there was a faint hint of it. sad.

Maybe I think of her mother who died in a magic accident again.

"Professor Grapland from the Magical Creatures Conservation class originally wanted to explain the night qi, but considering that most students can't see it, so I skipped it." Luna continued.

So until now, the vast majority of people still don’t know that it’s the night skier who took on the task of pulling the cart at Hogwarts. People who have not witnessed death, they still think it is a simple magic that provides power for the cart. effect.

This was the luck of Dumbledore's slight omission.

Hagrid still teaches, he wouldn't think so much.

Malfoy was relieved and frowned at the same time.

"Then why didn't you tell them?" He asked immediately, this omission was beyond his expectation.

But in the final analysis, it was Dumbledore who couldn't think that so many people would be there for this decision. His students, even Professor McGonagall, took the lead to follow.

Of course, there is Luna, the biggest variable.

"If the professor is willing to let us know that he is not dead, he will definitely show up, but even if so many people are sad for him now, he still does not show up. There must be his own reasons."

"The crazy girl is not a silly girl, and I think I'm pretty smart, don't I?"

Luna whispered: "When I was there, I was tricked into tears."

One side rubbed the corners of his eyes.