Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 35: Roaring letter and gift


   Of course, this is just a small episode. After all, the surroundings are so noisy and it is normal to not hear, although it is not the reason for Malfoy.

   "You missed the sorting ceremony, it's a shame." Malfoy shrugged.

   "I don't care about this anyway. I go to these colleges separately." Pansy is not so concerned about the situation of the branch.

   "By the way, how did you come back?" Malfoy asked curiously.

   Pansy pointed upstairs, blinked and said, "You are not the only privilege."

   Hogwarts’ Floo network generally rarely connects to the outside world, just like some supercomputers in the Muggle world do not connect to the Internet. This can completely prevent foreign enemies from intruding, but there are always exceptions. This time Pansy should The Floo network was used after the restrictions were lifted with the approval of the principal.

   "Although it's fast, but it's really disgusting, I would rather take the train." Pansy's expression became entangled again as if thinking of the feeling of turning around the world at that time.

   "Frown less, get old soon!" Malfoy patted her head lightly. Then he said: "Tomorrow I will give you the gift again. For it, I still worked half a holiday in Gringotts."

   "What is it?" Pansy's eyes sparkled, obviously looking forward to it.

   "Confidentiality."

   "Cut." Pansy twisted her head, dissatisfied with the answer. "I don't want to confuse my appetite, here." As she said, she took out a beautiful small box from her pocket and handed it to Malfoy as if reluctantly.

   "Thank you," Malfoy said. "If you feel dizzy, go to sleep, it really feels uncomfortable."

   "Yeah." Pansy nodded, obviously exhausted, and then walked to the Slytherin girl's bed.

   It didn’t take long for the unbearable school song to end, which meant that all students should go back to their college’s lounge or directly to their dormitory.

   Malfoy walked straight to the long table in Gryffindor.

   "What is he doing here?" Hermione felt a beat in her heart.

   But Malfoy is not looking for her, he is now standing in front of the two Weasley brothers.

   "Oh, this is not the young master of the Malfoys."

   "Is you looking for us to make a prank?"

   George and Fred brothers asked playfully.

   "It's just a deal," Malfoy said lightly.

   "What's the deal?" The two brothers said in unison. Although the relationship between the two is not good, no one will have trouble with the money. Ron may be, but it may not be the same as the twin brothers who have a temperament. Maybe they also want to. Take this opportunity to slaughter someone, maybe?

   "The more you make this thing, the better, this is a deposit." Malfoy handed them a list and left some Jin Jialong, and left quickly regardless of whether they agreed. Up.

   "Rooster roaring letter?" Fred glanced at the list and asked, "George, what use do you say this?"

   "I don't know." George shook his head. "Perhaps this young master needs this to wake him up?" George thought he had told a joke, but no one responded to him. He didn't feel embarrassed, and then happily said: "But I know that our research funds are sufficient again."

   "En." Fred also squeezed his eyebrows, and the two brothers showed knowing smiles. Obviously, the Weasley brothers, who have sufficient funds, will make Hogwarts jump. Up.

   "It's better than nothing, after all, it's not real, and it's just a foreign object." Malfoy who left could only think so, he was not in any mood to go to the common room, and went straight back to the bedroom.

   As for Gryffindor’s common room is now lively, most of the students have not yet fallen asleep, Ron and Harry entered the atmosphere to a climax, obviously their cases have been various The channel spread to the ears of the students, perhaps it is a ghost, or a Pepi ghost.

   "My brother, how did you do it? You should have called us back then." George asked.

   "I really think you can join our prank business, we lack your creativity." Fred also said.

   The others cheered Harry even more, as if he had done something extraordinary.

   "Are you really flying here?" Hermione interjected, a little unbelievable, and a little harsh, just like Professor McGonagall.

   "Stop giving us class." Ron said impatiently. "Anyway, we didn't deduct points for the academy. It wasn't the beginning of school at that time."

   "This is not a question of deducting points, do you know how dangerous it is." Hermione's voice rose.

   "Okay, aren't we good." Ron stretched out his arm and stomped his foot again, showing that there was nothing wrong with him. Then he asked Harry: "Is that right."

   "Ron, stop talking." Harry whispered, stabbing Ron with his hand and tilting his head to the side. Ron knew immediately, his most boring brother came over, looking like he was going to reprimand them. So they quickly found an excuse and returned to their bedroom from the spiral staircase.

   After returning to the dormitory, they received a warm welcome from their roommates. Neville looked at them with admiration. The two of them now feel that the punishment just now is nothing, and they are a little proud. Of course they didn't know that there would be a terrifying roaring letter waiting for them tomorrow morning.

   The next morning, students from the four colleges ate breakfast at their corresponding long table. On the table were bowls of porridge, plates of pickled herring, hills of bread slices, and a plate. Dish of eggs and bacon.

   "I didn't expect more than me to be late." Pansy talked to Malfoy, and Malfoy told her about the "brilliant deeds" of the two of them yesterday. "It seems that Gryffindor has lost a lot of points this semester. How many did they lose?" Pansy asked expectantly.

   "Uh, I didn't lose a point. Our dean probably wanted to deduct it, but it is said that it was not the beginning of school at that time, and they were only shut down for punishment." It is difficult for Malfoy to understand why Pansy is so attached to the academy cup. "Disappointment." Pansy's mouth pursed, seemingly dissatisfied with the ruling.

   "Wait for a good show." Malfoy could only comfort her.

   "What's a good show?" She didn't think anything interesting would happen in the auditorium.

   "Here, it's on right now." Malfoy pointed at the owl that flew into the auditorium. Hundreds of owls hovered above, and finally divided into four groups and threw the letter and package among the people who were talking.

   "Erol!" Ron shouted.

   Maybe it was because of the anger of the owner who had suffered too much before at home, which caused a trance. This owl didn't find the right footing, and plunged into Hermione's jug, splashing milk and feathers on them all. Ron had no choice but to lift the wet owl out with his paws. Errol fainted on the table, with his legs stretched out in the air, with a wet red envelope in his mouth.

   Even though he didn't want to open it, Ron tore him apart, thinking that it might be worse.

   The people around at the scene almost blocked their ears with their fingers at the moment the letter was opened. The loud noise filled the entire auditorium, shaking the dust off the ceiling.

   Harry didn’t think that Mrs. Weasley, who was so gentle and amiable, would be so terrible when she started the fire. Her voice was a hundred times louder than usual. The plates and spoons on the table shook loudly, surrounded by stone walls. The echo was deafening. Everyone in the hall turned around to see who had received the yelling letter. Except for Malfoy and Pansy, they had turned their heads a long time ago. Ron slumped in his chair, only seeing a flushed forehead, Harry Sitting sluggishly, looking at the opposite side in a daze.

   "Oh, dear Ginny, congratulations on your entry into Gryffindor. Your father and I are proud of you." At the end of the yelling letter, the temperature calmed down, and then it smoked and burned. .

   Ginny lowered her head, as if it was herself who was ashamed.

   Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw only a few students covered their mouths and laughed secretly. As for Slytherin’s laughter, it was almost as high as Mrs. Weasley’s voice just now. Pansy’s tears of laughter are about to flow out~IndoMTL.com~ Still not forgetting to ask: "How do you know there is a good show?"

   "With their family's standard of living, a car is scrapped, what do you think will happen?" Malfoy asked Pansy back.

   "Well, it seems that I can't understand the life of the poor." Pansy gradually stopped his laughter, as if he realized that this is not a lady at all, then put his hand on it and asked, "Say okay. Where is my gift?"

   "I know you are thinking about it." Malfoy smiled, took out a beautifully wrapped small box and handed it to her.

   "Can I take it apart?" Pansy was eager to try. In fact, this sentence is redundant.

   "Of course." Malfoy made a please gesture.

   Pansy tore open the package, and inside the box lay quietly a golden snitch with a simple shape. It is not so much gold, but gray. Time has left too many traces on it, the original metal The gloss is gone.

   Pansy covered her mouth widened in surprise with her hands, because this gift is so surprising, she then asked: "Can it fly?"

   "Of course, but we might have to go to a small place, or it won't be easy if we fly away." In order to fix this thing, Malfoy took time to go to Bokimbock’s shop. To be honest, sometimes repairing a thing is much more expensive than it is. Although the fairies are very generous to Malfoy, who has given them a great help, Malfoy, who bought the broom and this gift, is almost in a breeze.

   "Thank you." Pansy blushed and thanked him.

  "This is not your style." Malfoy said narrowly~IndoMTL.com~Bookers are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile users, please visit read.


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