Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The house leak happened overnight rain, and the ship was late and hit the wind. At present, this sentence can be used to describe Ron.

Not long ago, someone gave him a severe lesson, but he couldn't get revenge when he asked for it. Of course, he couldn't take revenge.

And now he finally understood the meaning of the last words he heard that day.

He was bitten by a dragon.

In just one night, his hands had swelled to twice their size, the wounds had turned an unsightly green color, and it was clear that the dragon's teeth were poisonous.

"It looks like I can't hold a pen in this hand for a week," said Ron. "I kind of understand what that guy said at the end. This is the most terrifying creature I've ever encountered." He said with lingering fears. .

"What to do, Madam Pomfrey will definitely find out." Hermione was a little anxious.

"I'm sure it was a dog bite, don't worry." Ron reassured, as if it wasn't him who was bitten.

"Malfoy has a letter." Harry took out a letter and said solemnly.

"What did the letter say?" Ron asked.

"He told us to take the Ridgeback to the tallest tower at midnight on Saturday, and someone would come to meet us," Harry said slowly.

"Midnight!" Ron shouted, and continued, "It's a conspiracy! He wants us to be deducted points, maybe we'll go there without a single one, and then we'll be discovered by Mrs. Norris! Gryffindor's points are deducted."

"Ron," Harry said solemnly. "Now we can only trust him. Thinking about it carefully, if he wanted to report it, we would have been punished long ago, and we also have back-ups, right?" Harry also laughed after saying that.

"Invisibility Cloak!" Hermione said excitedly.

"The Invisibility Cloak is enough to cover both of us and Norbert." Harry nodded.

They've had an anxious few days, Norbert is now like a hot potato, and they just feel like they've never looked forward to Saturday so much.

It was a dark, overcast night, and they arrived at Hagrid's cabin a little late because Peeves was playing tennis against the wall in the hallway, and they had to wait until he left.

Hagrid had plenty of mice, some brandy, and even a teddy bear for his little dragon. He packed them all into a large crate.

"Goodbye, Norbert!" Hagrid snapped, "Mum won't forget you!" Harry and Hermione covered the crate with their invisibility cloaks, then slipped under the robes themselves.

There was no danger along the way.

The steep spiral staircase leading up to the tower seems to be the easiest walk in the world. They didn't take off their invisibility cloak until they came under the cold night sky. It's great to finally be able to breathe again. Hermione also danced a kind of trot.

"Calm down, Hermione," Harry reminded. "We haven't made it yet."

After waiting for about ten minutes, several brooms suddenly fell from the sky.

"He didn't cheat on us." Harry reassured.

"Are you two Master Draco's friends?" asked one of the tallest men. Apparently he was in the lead.

"Yeah." Although he didn't want to admit it, Harry nodded.

"Okay, leave it to us now." These people then tied several ropes to Norbert's body, as if woven into a net, so that he could be taken away securely.

"Happy cooperation." The man in the lead said so.

"Thank you very much." Harry nodded vigorously. Afterwards, these people rode on broomsticks and flew into the silent night sky.

Harry and Hermione quietly walked down the spiral staircase, finally getting rid of the heavy burden of Norbert, their hearts were as light as their hands. Long gone, they finally don't have to worry anymore.

The most people fell when they were closest to success. As soon as the two of them stepped into the hallway, they saw Filch's disgusting face.

"It's over." Harry wondered why Filch could see Hermione and himself, but he touched his body and found that the Invisibility Cloak was forgotten upstairs.

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Early the next morning, the Gryffindor students thought something was wrong as they passed the giant hourglass recording the House Cup score. How could they suddenly be 100% less than yesterday? Then, the story slowly spread: Harry Potter, the famous Harry Potter, the hero of two Quidditch matches, actually caused them to lose With so many marks, he, and another stupid first-year student.

Harry, who was one of the most popular and admired figures at the school, has suddenly become a target of criticism. Even the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff didn't give him a good look, because everyone had been hoping to see Slytherin lose the House Cup. People pointed at Harry wherever he went and didn't lower his voice when they said something insulting about him. On the other hand, the Slytherins always applauded and whistled and cheered whenever he passed by. "Thank you, Potter, you've done us a great favor!"

Only Ron was on his side.

"In a few weeks, they'll forget all about it. Fred and George have been dropping points since they started school, and people still love them," Ron reassured.

"But they never dropped a hundred at a time, did they?" Harry said.

Ron stopped talking.

What a wonderful thing they think about exams now, so they can forget about their mistakes for a while, and he went to Wood to resign to find a golfer's spot, but he didn't agree.

He was determined to stop meddling, he was going to use his studies to numb himself, he tried his best to memorize complex potion recipes, memorize magic and spells, memorize the dates of major magical inventions and goblin rebellions, like this Those words and white eyes could just disappear from his mind.

He was determined not to meddle again, but this principle was soon broken again.

He heard Snape threaten Quirrell again, this time Snape finally succeeded.

in the library.

"I'm going to stop him," Harry said.

"Harry, I think we should take care of ourselves now." Ron weighed his words.

"I think so too." Hermione answered feebly.

"Even if I get fired, I can't let him get away with it." Harry clenched his fists.

Hearing Harry's determination, Ron said, "Just die. The big deal is dropping out. I'll help you. Who called us friends?"

Hermione bit her lip, as if she was struggling, but in the end she didn't say anything.

The next morning, Harry and Hermione both received notes on the breakfast table. The two notes are exactly the same: Your confinement starts tonight at eleven o'clock. Find Mr. Filch-Professor McGonagall in the foyer.

The endless scorn and spit made Harry almost forget that he was going to be punished by confinement. Harry thought Hermione would complain that it took up her review time, but she didn't, she felt it was all right- - Mistakes should be punished.

At eleven o'clock that night, after saying goodbye to Ron in the common room, the two of them went to Filch's office to be punished. Near Filch's office, under the dim light, they also saw someone who was absolutely impossible to be here - Malfoy.

"Come with me," Filch said, lighting a lamp and leading them out. "I think you'll have to think twice about breaking school rules in the future, don't you, eh?"

"Why is he here?" Harry asked loudly. Hermione was also very surprised at the moment, bowing her head and intertwining her fingers, not knowing how to face him.

Filch said in his gloomy voice: "Professor McGonagall is worried about you, and has found a bodyguard for you. It's really strange. Even if you are punished, you still have bodyguards." Filch looked a little unbelievable.

"Actually I'm not that happy either." Malfoy shrugged, "But I have to get my wand back, don't I?" He turned his hands around twice as he spoke. Apparently he also had to pay some price to get his wand back.

Then they strode across the pitch-black field. Hermione whispered to Harry, "Where are we going?"

Harry muttered softly, "I don't know either."

"Stop guessing, we're going to the Forbidden Forest." Malfoy seemed to have heard their conversation and said lightly.

As night fell, the moonlight was very bright, but there were constantly clouds floating over to cover the moon, causing them to fall into darkness, and the night wind with some moisture and coldness swept through them, causing several people to shiver. Especially Harry and Hermione, who were horrified by the news that the Forbidden Forest was equivalent to a forbidden place among many ordinary students, symbolizing danger and terror.

"Supposedly there were werewolves in there," Harry whispered.

"Heh." Malfoy laughed sarcastically, "More than that, we might all meet eight-eyed spiders, Thestrals, unicorns, centaurs, it depends on luck." Malfoy added in his heart. He said, "I might meet Voldemort today."

Hermione's face paled with every word Malfoy uttered, and she looked at Malfoy in confusion, as if trying to find some fear in his face, but found nothing. She couldn't help thinking: "Is he not afraid at all?"

"I have good news I can tell you," he said suddenly.

"Mr. Draco, are you talking too much?" Filch interrupted.

"Oh, that's fine." Malfoy was silent.

Of course Harry and Hermione soon knew what the good news was, and they saw Hagrid striding towards them from the darkness, with Fang following behind. Hagrid carried his huge crossbow and a full quiver over his shoulders, and Harry and Hermione couldn't help but smile when they saw him.

"Oh, are you here to play? Are you still so happy?" Filch didn't seem to be happy. The identity of the Squib made his mind distorted. ." He left such a somewhat cursed sentence, and walked staggeringly towards the castle with the lantern and left here.

"Now listen carefully, what we Ding is going to do tonight is very dangerous, and I don't want to put anyone in danger. Come here with me first." Hagrid led them to the edge of the forbidden forest and turned the lights on. He raised it high and pointed to a small intestine path that gradually disappeared into the depths of the black jungle. They looked into the Forbidden Forest, and a breeze was blowing in their hair.

"Look over there," said Hagrid, "see that shiny thing on the ground? Silvery? That's unicorn blood. A unicorn in the Forbidden Forest was wounded by something. Heavy. This is the second time in a week. I found one dead last Wednesday. We're fighting to find that poor unicorn and put it out of pain."

"Now we have to divide our troops into two groups and search along the blood trail. As long as you follow me and Fang Ya, you will not be harmed by the creatures of the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid said proudly.

"I'm afraid there are more than just the original creatures in the Forbidden Forest." Malfoy's voice came from behind Hagrid.

Hagrid shuddered when he heard the voice. He had tried to ignore Malfoy as much as possible. The last time he communicated with him was definitely not pleasant, but he still said gruffly: "So we must be more careful, you Just bring your teeth."

After that, the black hound behind Hagrid licked his paws, not sure if he was satisfied or dissatisfied with the decision.

"By the way, it's a coward, you still have to pay attention." Although Hagrid had a very bad impression of him, he still reminded.

"You don't need to worry about that." Malfoy said lightly, then turned his head and walked towards the fork on the right.

"Harry, Hermione, let's go this way." Hagrid used his huge body to lead the way for the two of them, almost obscuring the already faint moonlight, and it was pitch black around them.

They walked silently, their eyes fixed on the ground. Every now and then, a ray of moonlight shone down from among the branches above, illuminating a silvery-blue bloodstain on the fallen leaves.

Harry could see that Hagrid looked worried.

"Could it be the werewolf that killed the unicorn?" Harry asked.

"It won't be this fast," Hagrid said. "It's not easy to catch a unicorn, they're an animal with a lot of magic. I've never heard of a unicorn getting hurt before."

They walked past a moss-covered tree stump. Harry could hear the gurgling of water, and apparently there was a stream somewhere nearby. The unicorn blood was still strewn about on the winding path.

"Are you all right, Hermione?" Hagrid whispered. "Don't worry, since it's hurt so badly, it can't go very far, we'll be able to—no, hide behind that tree soon!"

There was a faint sound in the distance, and a centaur came over. Above the waist was a man, with red hair and beards, but below the waist was a shiny brown-red horse, with a long trail behind. red tail.

Hermione and Harry opened their mouths, stunned by the creature in front of them.

As for Malfoy's side, there were dense bushes all around him, Fang Ya only dared to follow him far behind and did not dare to approach, as if there was something dangerous in front of him.

"Obviously I came here to be a bodyguard, but now the protected dog is a dog." Malfoy thought to himself, but he didn't dare to slack off. The danger ahead is unpredictable and terrifying, and he is likely to be alone today. Face the most powerful dark wizard in the world right now.

The woods were getting denser and denser, and he kept walking through them. There were some sharp protruding branches that he always had to bypass carefully, so as not to be scratched. The tangled branches of the oak tree can be seen in front of a clearing, and the ground radiates white light.

Seeing this, he couldn't help tensing his body, and suddenly, a bush on the edge of the clearing was shaking. Then, out of the shadows flashed a hooded figure, crawling slowly on the ground like an approaching beast. Harry and Malfoy tightly controlled themselves to remain calm, and Ya Ya was now frightened. The cloaked figure came to the unicorn, lowered his head, aimed at the wound on the side of the corpse, and began to drink its blood.

"Who is it?" The shadow seemed to sense the existence of someone around him. He looked around, but he actually found a direction and floated towards Malfoy's location, like a ghost, making it impossible to see his walking. route.

"What a terrifying perception." Malfoy said coldly.

"Hi..." The figure slowly came to Malfoy and made a sound similar to a snake's cry, which made people have goosebumps, and Fang was already paralyzed in fright, shivering non-stop. , The face of the person under the cloak is tightly wrapped, making it impossible to see the real face.

"Lord Father is right, I finally found you, Lord Dark Lord!" Malfoy's face suddenly showed a frenzied look, his tone overflowing with joy.

"Oh? Young wizard, let me think about whose child you are." The original Voldemort was ready to attack, but was dispelled by this sentence. "Platinum hair, um, you are Lucius' child." The shadow under the cloak made a cold and harsh voice, with a bit of surprise in his emotions. Voldemort's vision was unaffected by the darkness. "What's your name?" he asked, trying to be as genial as possible, but the feeling was out of sync with his hoarse voice.

"My name is Draco, Draco Malfoy. Dear Lord Dark Lord." Malfoy tried to look enthusiastic, flexing the muscles in his face to make himself look pious.

"Oh, it's unbelievable." The Dark Lord under the cloak looked a little surprised, and he continued: "I didn't expect the most loyal Death Eater to be Lucius, which is ironic." Perhaps he thought of his previous subordinate, Mal Fuchai showed his sarcasm with an ugly smile under his cloak.

"You are very good," said Voldemort.

"My father never gave up looking for you for a moment!" Malfoy began to "black" his father. "He firmly believes that you will come back one day."

"Lord Dark Lord, Harry Potter and the others are around here now, we can..."

"Your loyalty is enough to shame most Death Eaters." Voldemort interrupted Malfoy, his voice was a little hazy, but he could hear that he was satisfied now, "but I have more important things to do now. Do." Then Voldemort sneered, "Let that lucky savior let him live a little longer."

"Who invaded our territory?" Suddenly the two of them felt the ground shaking, and a roaring voice came from afar. On the other side of the clearing, Malfoy saw the flying dust being stirred up. .

"These disgusting centaurs," said Voldemort in disgust. "When I get rid of this ridiculous body, I must teach them a good lesson." "You, very good." Voldemort repeated this sentence to Malfoy, and said nervously: "I look forward to our next time. We will meet." Then the shadow disappeared into the void, and no trace could be found.

"If it is possible, then it would be best to never see him again, but it seems unlikely." Malfoy couldn't help thinking.

The four-legged centaur was naturally fast, and in the blink of an eye a small group of centaurs rushed to his side and raised their weapons.

"Intruder, state your name and purpose." The leading centaur had white-blond hair, amazingly blue eyes, and the body of a silver-maned horse, he asked Malfoy, and raised his spear in hand.

"Firenze, wait, it's all a misunderstanding!" Hagrid ran from behind them, sweating profusely, followed by Hermione, Harry and a few other centaurs.

"God, what's going on here?" Hagrid looked to the ground and saw only a long-dead unicorn, its slender legs stretched unnaturally in the same position as when it fell; Its mane lay on the dark leaves, white as pearls.

"Is this a student from your school? It looks like he killed a unicorn." The leading centaur had a bad tone, and most of the tribes in the forest maintained friendly exchanges, not to mention a symbol of Pure and noble unicorns, this is the most popular species.

"No no no,". Hagrid quickly denied it, shaking his huge head. "He just split up with us. You see, Ya Ya was sent to him by me, and he just happened to bump into its body."

The leading centaur thought for a while, then nodded and said, "A first-year student shouldn't be able to kill a unicorn, but he invaded our territory, and today's astronomical phenomenon is also very wrong." The centaur looked up at the stars in the sky, "This is an ominous sign!" it added.

"It's all a misunderstanding," Hagrid said in an exaggerated tone. Although he was dissatisfied with Malfoy's previous behavior, his loyal nature made him make such an action automatically.

"Let me see." The centaur named Firenze didn't seem to want to talk about this topic anymore. His eyes moved behind Hagrid, and he saw Harry and the bright and prominent lightning on his forehead. shaped scars.

"Hello, Potter boy," the centaur said in a friendly tone.

"Hello, do you know me?" Harry nodded cautiously, a little afraid of this magical creature.

"Do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"I don't know," said Harry, startled at the odd question, "we only used its horns and tail hairs in Potions class."

"It's because killing a unicorn is an extremely brutal thing," Firenze said. "Only someone who has nothing and wants everything would commit such a heinous crime. The blood of a unicorn Can last your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. You slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life to save your own life, so the blood from its blood touched your lips From that moment on, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life."

Harry said his doubts aloud, "If you're going to be cursed for the rest of your life, it's better to die, isn't it?"

"Yes," agreed Firenze, "unless you're just using it to delay your life so you can drink something else--something that fully restores your energy and spells--one that gives you An immortal thing. Mr Potter, do you know what's in the school at the moment?"

"Sorcerer's Stone!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I should have thought, who else would it be besides him?" Harry hugged his head in remorse. Except for Voldemort, no one would plan to make a comeback, hold on to life, and he would not be afraid of the curse , because he himself is a curse. "I actually thought that Snape's idea of ​​using the Philosopher's Stone was only for the purpose of turning a stone into gold." He hammered his head hard, seeming to blame himself for his stupidity.

"After the guidance of the stars, I can only give you these tips." Firenze said slowly, and then paused: "You can go back today. Humans are not welcome in the forest now." He issued an expulsion order.

"Okay, it's time for these kids to go back." Hagrid didn't seem to know what was going on, but he also knew that it was time to go back to school. Harry and Hermione followed him vaguely, not knowing what they were thinking.

Suddenly, Harry, who was walking on the road, shuddered and seemed to think of something. He turned to Malfoy who had been silent for a long time and asked, "Will you tip off the news?"

Malfoy said with a half-smile, "Who knows."

No one saw Hermione's lips that were about to bite.

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