Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 159: Surprise becomes a drag oil bottle?

　　 I have to say that Apparition is a very wonderful experience. It feels like squeezing his whole body through a very narrow rubber pipe. The powerful force from all directions is squeezing his body. Malfoy's choice is Floo powder or a car, but the experience of the two is not necessarily much stronger than the Apparition. The former will make himself ashamed, the throat and nasal cavity are full of soot, and the latter is to It consumes a lot of time, and it may be bumpy when encountering poorly-skilled drivers.

　　 just right, Malfoy also needs to practice this spell again, so he still chose to Apparate.

　　 This is also the maximum distance that Malfoy can use Phantom Shift to move. He has tried several short-distance Phantom Shifts on his own. Taking this opportunity to improve his proficiency is also a good choice.

　　 As for the heald problem, it is enough to make a mistake once. It is not Malfoy's habit to fall in the same place. He has solved the heald problem since the wand confiscation incident.

　　 took a few breaths and calmed his beating heart and dizzy brain. Malfoy looked around. At this moment, he was standing in a small square with a messy and barren grass in the middle of the square. , And most of the houses on the side have their curtains tightened to avoid others' prying eyes.

　　 is the time when the sun is shining brightly. The dazzling sunlight passes through the thin clouds and coats the nearby old buildings with a faint gold.

　　 Walked along the wide and unpopulated streets, and Malfoy looked at the surrounding houses. Most of them were dilapidated and neglected to repair. Almost all the doors of each house were filled with all kinds of garbage, and many of the doors were still in front of them. Was engraved with a lot of strange graffiti.

　　 "It's really desolate." Malfoy looked at the surrounding scenery and sighed, "Where did Dobby go? Didn't you tell him to wait here?" Malfoy frowned, while Continue to move forward, while continuing to scan the street with his eyes.

　　 An opened light pink umbrella suddenly broke into his eyes. The person under the umbrella was looking at him condescendingly. It was a girl that Malfoy could not know better. The two looked at each other, and the girl just looked at him. Put on a grinning expression.

　　 Today’s Pansy wears a light white pleated dress with a light pink domed linen sunhat on her head, with a delicate handmade flower embroidered on it, usually uniform in school Wearing a female wizard robe, Pansy will naturally not give up the opportunity to dress up when it is a rare holiday.

　　 Malfoy looked at this girl who was almost dressed up for traveling. He almost guessed at the first time that Narcissa had caused it, and suddenly understood why she had to force herself to stay at home for one day, just to "ventilate." Report".

　　Narcissa is particularly interested in the matchmaking. Only in the short few days of the holiday, she didn't know how many times she had flicked on this issue.

　　 "Oh, it looks like I went wrong." Malfoy pretended not to see her, then looked at the house in front of him perfunctorily, muttering to himself, the volume was just right for Pansy to hear. Then he turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

　　 "Draco, where are you going!" Pansy panicked when he saw Malfoy turning around. She immediately wanted to keep up, but forgot that she was now on the top of the stone steps. Stepping on the empty foot, the body loses control of the balance, and is about to fall.

　　 "Ah!" Pansy screamed in panic from her throat, her left hand was still pulling a black suitcase, her right hand was holding the umbrella, and her balance hands were occupied, making her face Suddenly lost his blood.

　　 Just when Pansy thought she would just fall down the steps like this, a gentle force suddenly supported her and made her feel at ease. Slowly touched her feet with the ground, and then stood steady

　　 "I knew you wouldn't pretend you didn't see it, Draco." At this moment Pansy had returned to the flat ground, looking at Malfoy with an innocent look.

　　 "I'm not here for vacation, Pansy." Malfoy knew he couldn't play stupid anymore, so he could only say to Pansy in a serious tone as much as possible, hoping that she could retire. But even Malfoy himself knew that this was impossible.

　　This girl sometimes always shows stubbornness that doesn't fit her age.

　　 As expected, Pansy's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist at this time, and she looked at Malfoy with a pitiful look and said, "I ran away from home this time. You will definitely take me in, right? "

　　 Tears are always a big killer for women, but Malfoy is already immune. He has enough experience to tell when it is fake cry and when it is true cry.

　　 "Really?" Malfoy looked at Pansy with suspicion, and then suddenly heard the flapping sound of wings behind him, and an owl flew straight towards them both.

　　 "I remember that the owls in your house are all of this breed." Malfoy glanced at the owl, then at Pansy, and then said.

　　 This is a short-eared owl with a short stature and is not suitable for transporting bulky items. As expected, only a letter was tied to its paws. Malfoy took the letter from the paws and then As soon as he stretched out his hand, he released the owl back into the sky.

　　 "Don't look!" Pansy hurriedly reached out to grab the letter, but Malfoy held the letter high, and then opened it again, just looking up and reading the letter. Her height disadvantage made her This goal is difficult to achieve.

　　 "Are you sure you are running away from home?" Malfoy scanned the contents of the letter at a glance, making him a little bit dumbfounded.

　　 "Forget it, how can you agree if you don't say it's miserable?" Pansy lowered his head, looked at the stone ground under his feet, repeatedly padded his toes and relaxed, doing mechanically repeated movements.

　　 Malfoy doesn’t know what to say now. He expects this to be a letter from Pansy’s father who urges her to go back. The result is only half right. The identity is right, but the letter says The main idea is to ask Malfoy to take good care of Pansy.

　　 "Your dad is really relieved of me." Malfoy looked at Pansy, his heart was a little broken, and his heart was compared. If he became a father, it would never be possible for him to let this happen.

　　 Before Malfoy could continue to think about it, he felt his heel hit hard. He turned his head and saw that there was no one behind him. Until he lowered his head, he saw that Dobby was right there. Behind him, shivering, still holding an envelope in his hand.

　　 "Dobby is late! Master Malfoy, please forgive me!" Dobby said nervously, his ugly brown-red face, those big strangely brown eyes showing fear, and a big tomato-like nose. Can not help but shrink.

　　 But Dobby still tried his best to restrain his emotions, and then stretched out his still trembling hand, "This is the letter Madam wants me to give you."

　　 Pansy looked like he had seen a savior, and immediately raised his head again, looking expectantly at Malfoy's next performance.

　　 "Huh!" Malfoy didn't even have the patience to open this letter, and it ignited directly. The whole letter blew and burned into a fireball, and then it burned out quickly, just in time. The breeze blew away the ashes.

　　 Pansy's face turned pale again, and the rescuer she had finally hoped for was dismissed.

　　 Before she wanted to speak, Dobby started screaming: "Master Malfoy burned his wife's letter, Master Malfoy burned his wife's letter, Dobby's sorry Madam's entrustment, Dobby's sorry Madam Dobby wants to punish himself!" Then he slammed into the steps.

　　 "I order you to immediately stop self-harming, Dobby." Malfoy said casually, and then Pansy saw Dobby stop his charge abruptly.

　　 "But Dobby made a mistake." Dobby Tear turned around immediately and looked at Malfoy tearfully with those big eyes.

　　 "It’s only because I completely guessed what my mother wrote in the letter. It has nothing to do with you." Malfoy is also helpless to this kind of self-harming creature. This is a bit of a free spirit. It's a little elf, and there are some other pursuits. If it is other, I don't dare to think about what will happen next.

　　 "As for you." Malfoy's gaze stopped at Pansy at this time. The imposing gap between the two was like a judge and a prisoner, and Pansy was the one waiting to send off.

　　 Looking at Pansy's pitiful look, even knowing that Jiucheng was pretending, Malfoy was still cruel.

　　 had to sigh: "You won."

　　 Sure enough, Pansy's sad expression disappeared as soon as he heard Malfoy still indulged in him, showing a cheerful look, and a bright smile bloomed on his small face.

　　 "But." Malfoy continued: "You can't touch things after you enter..." Now that he accepts this reality, Malfoy can only start to talk to Pansy about what she should pay attention to, looking at Pansy with joy. Malfoy's smile, Malfoy also felt a slight fluctuation in his heart: "Maybe this is not bad." Malfoy said to himself.

　　 Then the two climbed the stone steps again, step by step.

　　 "What's in your luggage?" Malfoy only felt that the black box was very heavy, and asked curiously.

　　 "Eat and use." Pansy replied of course.

　　 Just as they were talking, they had already reached the top of the steps and arrived at No.12 Grimmauld Place. In front of this room was a dilapidated gate, and the black paint on it might have been caused by time. Peeling, covered with scratches on the left and the right. The silver door knocker is in the shape of a large snake. There is no keyhole on the door, and no mailbox.

　　 The current ancestral home of the Black family has not been under the protection curse, so it has not been hidden. Those curses are only for Muggles.

　　 Malfoy drew out his wand, knocked on the door, making some dull noises, and was about to use magic to force it open, but suddenly heard a loud sound of metal parts colliding and a rattling sound like a chain , The door opened.

　　 Then Pansy and Malfoy took advantage of the light outside and saw a house elf standing in front of them. Even though Dobby looked ugly enough, Pansy felt that the house elf in front of them was even worse. Bitobi is a hundred times uglier.

　　 Except for a dirty rag around his waist, this house elf is almost naked, with a bald head, a lot of white hair growing in his two big bat-like ears, and his eyes are bloodshot and gray. , The fleshy nose is big.

　　He looked very old.

　　 "For the first time, I think Dobby is very handsome." Pansy whispered to Malfoy.

　　 Before Malfoy returned to Pansy, Dobby rolled on the ground with excitement, saying: "Dobby is praised! Dobby is praised!"

　　 Malfoy has no time to care about Dobby. He is now carefully looking at the house elf in front of him. There is no doubt that the elf that will appear in Black's ancestral house will only be Kreacher.

　　 "Sure enough, there are guests." Kreacher bent over and said in his hoarse, low, bullfrog-like voice, and his bloodshot eyes looked straight at the two people in front of him.

　　 "It's all noble pure blood." Kreacher's spirit was lifted up, his eyes filled with fanaticism, and he muttered to himself. "My distinguished guest, may I ask your name?" Kreacher seemed to have thought of something at this moment, and he leaned back straight, then bowed to the two of them in a standard noble manner.

　　"My last master has disappeared. The last heir of the Black family has disappeared. Therefore, please bear with being entertained by a humble house-elf. Please allow me to introduce myself~IndoMTL.com~ You can call me Kreacher." Kreacher continued, looking sad.

　　 "My name is Draco Malfoy, and my mother is also a member of the Black family, so strictly speaking, I am not a guest." Malfoy squatted down and tried to be as close as Kreacher. Highly dialogue, looking at the house elf in front of him.

　　 "Are you Miss Cissy's son!" Kreacher asked tentatively. The already huge eyes swelled again, as if they would bulge out at any time.

　　 "Yes." Malfoy nodded. The house elves are very sensitive to this aspect. They naturally have a set of means to distinguish the so-called blood line. This may also be an instinct engraved in their blood.

　　 "She is the only member of the Black family that Kreacher still maintains respect!" Kreacher said excitedly, "That's the real aristocracy. It's a shame, if she inherited the Black family, how much would it be? Well, then the past glory of the Black family will surely radiate its due brilliance under her leadership! Instead of being corrupted by a scum that should be nailed to the pillar of shame!" Kreacher yelled in an unusually shrill voice When I got up, the more I talked about it, the more excited my expression became.

　　 "Master Black is a nasty, ungrateful, nasty, and broke his mother's heart--" Thinking of his previous master, Kreacher continued to mutter to himself nervously, Pansy just looked at his expression It's like treating a madman. He flinched and took a few steps back.

　　

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