Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The dark-colored metal armor reflects the cool brilliance under the dim corridor lights. The metal joints on the body squeeze and collide, making a series of crisp sounds. In the silent aisle, it is so abrupt and wave-like echoes in the aisle. Spread inside.

Then the armor that had been walking stiffly stopped suddenly in front of a pair of oil painting frames.

The armor began to melt, deform, make a creaking sound, and gradually shrink, the metal luster eventually disappeared, and finally the height dropped to a normal human body shape.

With Luna's help, Malfoy avoided a lot of trouble. Instead of confronting a few professors head-on, he got mixed into the pile of armor.

In the end, it naturally fell behind and escaped from their search.

The land that had been searched was now empty, and now it seemed very safe.

But just when he relied on his own memory to lift the curse of the vanishing cabinet under the painting, and was about to return to his home warehouse, Malfoy's heart suddenly sank.

The vanishing cabinet is no longer in its original position, there are signs of being moved.

The vanishing cabinet under the center of the painting just now has deviated a few meters.

He has firm confidence in his memory, and long-term training coupled with his natural talents has kept him from making mistakes.

"Restore as before!"

He approached the cabinet and checked it quickly.

The door showed signs of being broken by the impact.

Fortunately, it was just that the door was broken.

"Confusion!"

"Hidden!"

"Restore as before!"

After casting a series of spells and dealing with them, Malfoy remained alert enough, his nerves were highly tense, and then he decided to step into the cabinet resolutely.

There is another wonderful squeeze, the space shuttle is so magical, even if I have experienced it once, I still feel a little dizzy.

When the light of Xi's light pierced his eyes, he knew that someone had come here before him.

There should be no light in the warehouse here.

"Fluorescence flashes!" Then he also used this magic to illuminate himself,

When he stepped on the hard slate ground, his wand had been pointed forward, ready to subdue this "unlucky" intruder at any time.

The secret of the vanishing cabinet needs to be kept secret.

Only when Malfoy's throat had begun to vibrate, syllables symbolizing the spell of subduing, he stopped abruptly.

What did he see?

A girl with short hair in a black and green robe was bent over and hovered in front of a solid iron door. The rust on the door appeared to be a deep red, which corroded almost half of the door.

She held a magic wand in one hand to illuminate herself, and her long sleeves were naturally rolled up under the action of gravity, revealing a white and tender arm, while the other hand was playing around with the iron lock.

He kept muttering in a somewhat depressive tone: "Alaho Cave is open! Alaho Cave is open"

It seems that ordinary lock opening spells are useless for the locks here.

She seemed to have heard something, and her body trembled nervously. With the help of the weak light, she turned her head and looked back.

The two eyes met.

Time may stand still at this moment.

The only thing left in the warehouse is the sound of the broken clock hands—"click, click."

"Draco? Is that you?" Pansy's voice was trembling and surprised, and the girl's face was revealed in the glimmer, her face full of incredulous joy.

Then the still time suddenly began to flow again, and the girl left the dark iron gate, ran all the way and threw herself in his arms.

With this shout, Malfoy's heart also beat uncontrollably.

The moment he met his eyes, of course he recognized the girl in front of him.

What is this?unexpected surprise?

He was also somewhat speechless,

"Uh... long time no see?" Malfoy, who was full of defense, was inexplicably relieved and said hello to the girl.

"Six months and thirteen days." Her eyes flushed suddenly, and she said excitedly.

Malfoy fell into a brief silence.

"How did you come here?" He suddenly changed the subject and asked actively.

This must be clarified.

"At that time, I just wanted to go to the nearby bathroom to wash my face. The dust raised by the burning of the funeral was too annoying, and my whole body was dusty."

"Of course, they sneaked away. They are all attending the funeral, but it's almost over."

"Then I walked halfway and saw the iron guards in the castle corridor come alive."

They swept around like crazy, aggressive.

"Knocked me aside."

"I thought this was the secret way of Hogwarts."

"I don't know what's going on in the corridor now, so I don't dare to go back, so I can only stay here."

Such a mere coincidence really made Malfoy a little speechless for a while.

"Now where you are, this is an underground warehouse in my house." He then casually explained

"Your home?" Pansy said in surprise, then looked at it again with the light on the tip of the wand.

It has been a long time since no one has been here. The dust has been accumulated for a long time. The stone slab is covered with a very thick layer of ash, and some debris is placed messily. Legs of tables, chairs and benches, tattered bookcases.

Pansy glanced around, then leaned over, the wand was also raised a little higher, and the light was brighter.

Then she cast her eyes on Malfoy's face again.

"You look a lot darker... these days are very hard, right?" Pansy wiped the corners of his eyes suddenly, stopped the trend of some tears in his eyes, and then suppressed his mood and asked worriedly.

The wind and sun in those days made his sickly pale skin slightly darker. In fact, after a balance, it is now considered normal.

"This is a healthy complexion. It turns out to be too white, isn't it?" He smiled and comforted Pansy.

The girl was still sobbing and sobbing, and her words stuttered.

"Don't cry, am I fine now?" Malfoy stepped closer and touched the girl's short black hair.

"And you, have you grown a lot taller, and have your feet hurt better?" Malfoy asked with concern.

This vicious curse will decay as the magic power increases.

The level of magic power in fifth grade is quite close to that of an adult.

"It's almost there." Pansy nodded obediently, then raised her head suddenly and stared at Malfoy.

"Where have you been these days?" she asked suddenly.

"Stuck in France for a while, and some places in Germany." Malfoy did not avoid the girl's question.

"So far?" Pansy exclaimed first.

"France..." Then, as if suddenly regaining consciousness, repeated it.

"Are you willing to come back now? Have fun with that Miss Delacour? France, it must be very romantic, right?" After the surprise, Pansy's tone became a bit sad.

The emotional transition is so natural that it caught people off guard.

Malfoy suddenly felt a headache.

Luna also asked this question not long ago, but the tone of the two was quite different.