Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

I remember that someone went to the library to pursue some knowledge, wisdom and power? Why are you staying here now? Pansy said strangely.

Oh, I see. Malfoy was about to speak, but was interrupted by Pansy's self-talk.

When you were telling a story, a supporting character said something: 'Every woman is a book', right?

Looks like you've already rummaged through that mud... Hermione, right? Pansy wanted to say those insulting words, but for some reason she stopped abruptly.

Pancy!

Draco, you're really disgusting. Pansy ignored him, turned and left, but her shoulders trembled slightly, revealing her mood, and soon Pansy disappeared from Malfoy's sight. .

Looks like it's no joke this time, Malfoy thought to himself. Let's explain it to her when she calms down. He thought about how to talk to Pansy later. Malfoy also quickened his pace towards the dining room.

A few minutes later, Malfoy stepped into the dining room. A sweet smell of roasted pumpkin crept into his nose.

A thousand bats fluttered on the walls and ceiling, and a thousand others hovered over the dining table like low, dark clouds, making the candle flames in the pumpkin belly flicker. Delicious food suddenly appeared on the golden plate, just like at the banquet at the beginning of school.

The layout is really good. Malfoy looked at the layout of the restaurant.

Looking around, Malfoy didn't see Pansy, but saw Hermione, Harry and Ron chatting happily at the table. Ron and Harry seemed very excited, holding candies from the Honeydukes in their hands.

Hermione, you're so cool! said Ron. My brother and they always don't let me go. I know they have a way to sneak in. But they just don't take me. Incidentally, he also complained a few words about Fred and George.

Harry followed suit a few times.

Feeling Malfoy's gaze, Hermione secretly gave him an ok gesture, indicating that this was completely resolved, and chuckled complacently.

Your friendship boat is sailing again, but my giant ship is about to sink. Looking at the three people who were chatting happily and Hermione's smile, Malfoy couldn't help but think of his current situation.

Where did it go? Malfoy always felt as if he had overlooked something. Little girl shouldn't let these foods go.

Malfoy picked up a pumpkin pie and was about to fill his stomach when Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the dining room, his large scarf on his head and a look of horror on his face. Everyone stared at him, and he walked over to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaned over the table, and gasped, The troll—in the basement—thought you should know.

After he finished speaking, he fell to the floor and passed out.

Damn. Malfoy suddenly realized something, cursed, and immediately got up and rushed out of the restaurant.

He finally knew what he was missing.

There was chaos in the restaurant. Professor Dumbledore had to make a few screeching firework explosions from the head of his wand before everyone was quiet.

Prefect, he said in a low voice, lead your college students to the dormitory immediately!

Percy, of course, was very familiar with it.

Follow me! Don't get separated, first-year students! As long as you follow my instructions, you don't have to be afraid of any trolls! Well, stay behind me. Get out of the way, first-year students are passing! Please forgive me, I'm the prefect!

How can trolls get in? Harry asked as they climbed the stairs.

Don't ask me, the trolls are supposed to be ridiculously stupid, said Ron, perhaps Peeves put it in to add some fun to Halloween.

What's he running out for now? Hermione was the only one who noticed that Draco's reaction seemed a little off.

Pancy, where are you? Pansy? The hallway was quiet, only Malfoy's shout echoed.

Malfoy clenched his fists tightly, revealing his inner nervousness. He thought he was a butterfly flapping his wings to change the process, but he didn't think that maybe he was just paint, poured into the river of time, but diluted by tributaries one after another, so that it lost its effect.

Pansy shouldn't be in the women's room right now, because those two are in the dining room right now. Malfoy's thoughts were spinning.

Then start first and be strong. Find the troll and solve it as soon as possible. Malfoy has sufficient confidence in his current strength.

Over here. Malfoy suddenly smelled a stench, the smell of stinky socks mixed with a public toilet that was never cleaned. He followed the scent all the way.

Found you. At the end of a passage on the left, a behemoth was walking with its back to him, a low grunt and the sound of huge feet dragging on the ground, making it impossible not to notice him.

While Malfoy was breathing a sigh of relief, he glanced out of the corner of the eye, and his heart couldn't help but hang up again. He saw two legs stretched out from under the soldier statue by the corridor, and seemed to be shivering.

Fluorescent flashes! The troll's attention had to be drawn first.

The plan was successful, and the troll was attracted by the light source and turned around, and the scene was terrifying. It was twelve feet tall, with dull skin as gray as granite, and a huge, dumb body like a huge pile of mud, with a small head like a cocoa bean on it. Its short legs are as thick as tree stumps, with large flat, thick, calloused feet underneath. The odor it gave off was disgusting. It was holding a thick wooden stick in its hand, which dragged on the ground because of its long arms.

Malfoy walked slowly towards the troll. Suddenly, he raised his wand.

Smashed to pieces!

A crimson light shot from Malfoy's wand. Fly straight to the troll.

The seemingly bloated troll has extraordinary agility and intuition. With a subconscious action, the troll turned the stick in his hand into a scapegoat. A pile of sawdust slowly slipped from the troll's hand.

Is this lucky E? Malfoy did not forget to laugh at himself, but his men were not idle.

All petrified! Another spell flew towards the troll. This time the troll did not continue the good luck of the last time. Immediately unable to move. Only one thick nostril was breathing out.

Let's leave the rest to the professors, Malfoy thought, walking slowly behind the statue.

Pancy, are you okay? Malfoy asked quietly. However no response was received.

Malfoy got closer.

Looking down, Malfoy was startled.

The girl in front of her was not Pansy, she looked a year or two older than Malfoy. Black hair, black eyes, long hair, and a shawl. Because of being frightened by the troll, he seemed a little panicked, and even more moving.

My compatriots from another world. Malfoy quickly came back to his senses. I think it's all right, Malfoy reassured softly.

The professors will be here soon, Malfoy continued. Even if it wasn't Pansy, he couldn't ignore a woman who had been overly frightened by a troll before, which was not the behavior of a gentleman. Besides, this girl reminded him of his homeland.

Thank you. The girl thanked softly. My name is Qiu Zhang. You're a first-year Draco, right? I often heard rumors about you in our academy, and it really lived up to its reputation. You easily subdued the troll. Qiu Zhang's face was a little red, he should have It was a little embarrassing to be rescued by a junior younger than me.

Small tricks to worms, what's the point. A Chinese idiom suddenly popped out of Malfoy's mouth.

Qiu Zhang looked at Malfoy in surprise, You speak Chinese?

Of course, I admire Chinese culture the most. Malfoy nodded.

Qiu Zhang seemed to be a little excited. Meeting someone who knew his native language in a foreign country was enough to make people feel kind. Some of Wei Wei's strangeness and alienation suddenly disappeared.

The two chatted for a while, waiting for the arrival of the professors, during which Malfoy threw a few short jokes in Chinese, causing Qiu Zhang to cover his mouth and chuckle.

You seem to be more interesting than the rumors. Qiu Zhang praised, and then added in his heart: It's also much more handsome.

Haha. Malfoy laughed dryly, obviously remembering the scene where Pansy had always said he was boring.

Can you help me up? Qiu Zhang asked softly.

I'm very happy. Malfoy bent down and stretched out his hand, gently shaking Qiu Zhang's soft little hand. With a slight upward force on his arm, he pulled Qiu Zhang up from the ground.

Yeah. Maybe it's been sitting on the ground for a long time. After Malfoy let go, Qiu Zhang didn't stand still, and leaned on Malfoy's shoulder again. As if realizing that he was too close to the man, Qiu Zhang exclaimed, his face flushed with blush.

But Malfoy looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, and stared at the empty aisle without squinting.

Recovery. Then Malfoy chanted a spell on Qiu Zhang's calf.

How does it feel?

It's much better now. Qiu Zhang nodded and slowly let go of Malfoy. The flushing just now was vaguely visible on his face, and he didn't know if it was because of shyness or something else.

Just then, Malfoy heard hurried footsteps in the hallway.

Professor, I saw him walking this way just now. A familiar voice came.

He'll be all right? Right? Another voice was equally familiar to Malfoy.

Child, calm down, he'll be fine. Professor McGonagall comforted the little girl beside her.

Several people got closer and closer. Professor McGonagall was at the front, Snape followed closely, and finally Quirrell hurried over. Professor McGonagall was with two girls beside her.

Mr. Draco, I think you need to give me an explanation. Professor McGonagall pushed his glasses, his voice cold and emotionless.

Snape approached the troll and looked at it, and then gave a comment: Perfect petrification spell, as expected of my student. This is obviously starting to defend.

As for Quirrell, when he saw the troll, he screamed in fear, and fell to the ground clutching his forehead tightly and trembling in his chest.

Professor, I just killed a troll in the hallway. Do I need an explanation? Malfoy said lightly.

Classmate Hermione didn't tell me that. She said she saw you running from the dining room this way. Professor McGonagall's tone was still cold.

It's too fast to tear down the platform. Malfoy's heart was a little broken, because at this moment, he could see Pansy with red eyes looking at him worriedly.

I think I can already guess where the plot is going, so am I the one who needs to be rescued? Malfoy smiled helplessly.

Well, Professor, I was wrong. Malfoy bowed his head apologetically.

Ten points for Slytherin. Professor McGonagall implemented his own punishment.

But for the sake of classmates breaking the rules. Professor McGonagall patted Pansy's head. And one person fought against the troll. It seems that he helped a classmate. Professor McGonagall glanced at Qiu Zhang and continued, his tone softened. Twenty points for Slythering, it's not an example.

Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling that the old woman had become cute.

Okay, the students are enjoying the Halloween dinner, you should go back as soon as possible. In addition, I will report this matter to Professor Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall turned around and left after saying this. As for the trolls, Snape continued to deal with them.

The next moment was the most difficult for Malfoy to face.

Who is this woman? After Professor McGonagall left, Pansy pointed at Qiu Zhang and stared at Malfoy. Obviously, after worrying about it, it is time to raise a teacher to ask the guilt.

It's a headache. Malfoy stroked his forehead, apparently thinking about how to answer this little vinegar jar.

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