Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Hermione only knew that she had to run faster, and faster, she was now in a race with death, and someone might be killed in Shekou a moment later.

She searched the memory all the way and stumbled to the headmaster's office. She knew that only the tears shed by Dumbledore's Fox could detoxify the basilisk. McGonagall or Professor Flitwick might be able to defeat the basilisk, but for snake venom There is no way to start, even Snape's potion will take time to prepare, only Phoenix's tears are the fastest way.

She thought of the scene where Malfoy was trying to save herself just now, but her arm was almost completely pierced by the basilisk's fangs. The red and warm blood even splashed on her face, and she felt the residue on her face. The temperature made her dizzy again.

I made a mess of it all, she thought.

She would not be crazy to think that Malfoy was moved by her tears and turned his back on Voldemort. He was obviously prepared, whether it was dragon blood or unicorn blood, it was all he had long ago. Well planned, the former will be used to gain trust from others, and the latter will be used to face emergencies like today. Rather, if it weren't for her, perhaps now Dumbledore has completely eliminated the Basilisk with ease. .

I can only add to the mess. Hermione thought painfully, recalling Malfoy's previous actions, ashamed of her doubts about him, and blamed herself for disrupting everything.

Almost everyone in the hallway looked at Hermione in surprise, not only because of her Slytherin robes, but also because of the traces of blood on her face.

What happened? Why are you wearing a Slytherin robe? A hand reached out to stop Hermione. It was the Gryffindor prefect who was in charge of patrolling the hallway at Christmas - Percy, who looked at him in surprise. Hermione, with suspicion flashing under her glasses, asked.

As a prefect, he must ensure the safety of the students and report to the professors in a timely manner when emergencies occur. Hermione used to be a well-behaved student, but since being with Harry and her brother for a long time, she has not been very good. Happy to abide by the school rules.

Unexpectedly, Hermione was just stopped by him, and pushed him away. Percy staggered back a few steps and almost fell. A senior boy was actually given to him by a junior girl. Pushing it away is really hard to accept.

Sorry. Hermione continued to run forward without looking back. Even if she apologized, Percy didn't feel much apology from it.

She continued to climb the stairs one by one. For the first time, she hated the school's arrangement of the principal's office—the eighth floor, how much time would be wasted? Drops of sweat dripped from her thick and disheveled brown hair, and the sweat stains solidified, but she didn't notice it.

When she got to the third floor, she saw the giant stone beast guard who symbolized the dawn of victory, and she remembered something like a dream—

She doesn't know the password.

Bibi Da flavored beans, licorice wand, butter beer... Without any hesitation, she began to say the food she knew one by one, she knew that the password set by Principal Dumbledore was usually snacks .

Until Hermione said Lemon Snow Treasure, the stone monster finally jumped aside, the wall behind it cracked in half, revealing a movable spiral staircase behind it, she immediately ran up and stood on the stairs She was so anxious that she felt that the escalator was going up too slowly, it was worse than her own legs.

She tried her best not to think of the most horrific scene, Dumbledore and her back in the Chamber of Secrets, and then there was only a basilisk, oh, and maybe the forgotten Professor Lockhart, or maybe the basilisk went into hiding , leaving a lifeless corpse.

She shook her head, trying to calm herself down.

She thought of the confident look Malfoy gave her at the end, and she chose to believe him.

The ladder slowly spiraled upward, and finally she saw the door with the brass knocker. The brass knocker in the shape of the griffin didn't attract her attention. She just wanted to knock on the door as soon as possible to find the door. headmaster.

She found that the door was ajar, and she heard a somber, distasteful voice from inside.

Look, Headmaster Dumbledore, I don't think you've done your duty now, how many students have been attacked? The voice paused, then said, I thought that monster Only Muggle students are being attacked, but now that the Weasley child is being attacked, it proves that all students are at risk.

That's a polite kid, but because of your incompetence, he's lying in the school hospital, immobile.

Disgusting! Hermione couldn't stand the man's words. He also pretended to praise Ron in order to achieve his goal, which made Hermione nauseous, and she shoved the open door open.

She saw a quaint round table in the principal's office, surrounded by people, most of them well-dressed, she guessed that these were the directors of the school, and directly opposite her was Dumbledore with a calm face, with both hands Right on the table, ten fingertips facing each other, facing the accusation, his wrinkled old face appeared calm.

Look, let's see. This is the student that Dumbledore taught in the headmaster's seat. It's rude and uneducated. Lucius's voice rose, and the other directors of the school couldn't help nodding. , pointed at Hermione, and seemed very dissatisfied with this yellow-haired girl who suddenly interrupted their meeting.

It's not your turn to judge my students. Dumbledore didn't make a sound, but when he made a sound, he was shocked like a thunderbolt. He changed his previous amiable image and became stronger. Under the half-moon-shaped glasses, blue His eyes flashed with a light that was not as sharp as an old man should have.

There was silence in the office immediately, Lucius wanted to speak out, but he didn't know why he couldn't speak.

Child, is there something wrong? Dumbledore looked at Hermione kindly, as if he was no longer the same old man who had shocked everyone with his words just now.

Another student was attacked. Hermione looked at Lucius, and then threw out a sentence that made Lucius unable to calm down any longer: Your son may be dying, but you still have your heart here. Fight for power.”

Lucius immediately lost his composure, slapped his hands against the table fiercely, and then roared at Dumbledore: If something happens to my son, I must make you look good. The usual elegant demeanor has not been maintained.

Then he turned to look at Hermione and asked eagerly, Little girl, what happened?

Dumbledore ignored him, and Hermione did not ward him. Dumbledore and Hermione looked at each other deeply. If someone stood in front of Hermione, he would find Hermione's eyes a little dazed.

Go. Dumbledore suddenly got up and walked towards Hermione, grabbing her sleeve.

Then the two gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared in front of these school directors.

Apparation.

If it was usual, Lucius might take this to slam Dumbledore for his privileges, because Hogwarts does not allow Apparition, but today he chose to keep silent because he knew Dumbledore. Lido went to save his own son.

Damn. He slammed the wooden table in front of him heavily, and the directors around him felt his anger and fear. He could only sit here, because the little girl of Muggle blood just now also Didn't tell him what happened to Malfoy.

Lucius' other hand held his serpentine cane tightly, also revealing his inner panic.

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