Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 170: “Bloodlight Disaster?”

　　 "What are you going to do in bed?" Malfoy's voice rang in Pansy's ears

　　 "Of course..." Pansy wanted to answer subconsciously, but found that what came from his lips and teeth was not the faint **** smell that he had imagined, but a sweet fragrance.

　　 She hurriedly opened her eyes, only to see that Malfoy had already sat back on the chair opposite her, and she looked at the delicate glass bottle full of pink potion in her hand, and shook it a few times before muttering. Muttering to himself: "Sure enough, it is a fascination agent."

　　 Pansy immediately subconsciously touched her pocket. There is no doubt that the bottle in Malfoy's hand was made by herself.

　　 "Don't you even know what effect the potion you made yourself? Ecstasy. It's not an inferior aphrodisiac. Of course, its properties are worse than the latter." Malfoy said nonchalantly. The eyes are as clear as ever.

　　 "Are you... are you regaining consciousness? Draco!" Pansy stammered and buried his head again, not daring to look Malfoy's eyes directly, and then realized that he had just posted to himself On her lips, the apple pie made by herself just now has fallen to the ground.

　　 "I will confiscated the tools used to commit the crime." Malfoy said lightly, without directly answering Pansy's question, "Then, tell me how you made this medicine, Hogwarts. Forbidden ecstasy, even if there is, it can only be found in the books in the forbidden book area, or you brought it from your home, then I will consider telling your dad."

　　 "Not from my house, don't tell my father, I will tell you everything." Pansy responded in a flustered voice, and then told Malfoy what he had done before. , "Remaining after the catastrophe" made her mood ups and downs, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while.

　　"It can’t be seen that our dean has missed a good seedling. He will be a fascination agent in the third grade. Maybe you are at the Gryffindor table someday, and he will give you five more. Very much." Malfoy "praised" Pansy lightly, but this time Pansy was not happy at all.

　　 Afterwards, Malfoy seemed to unintentionally picked up a few bright roses for decoration on the table, held it in his hand close to his nose, and sniffed it lightly.

　　 "I know what all the things you bought before." Malfoy made an expression of enlightenment. Then he pretended to be suspicious and said: "Rose thorn? I was still thinking about what you want to do when you buy these things."

　　 "Did you see it then?" Pansy asked with his head buried lower, like a mosquito.

　　 "It's just that I only saw the same, otherwise you might be able to guess what you want to do." Malfoy shook his head and said.

　　 "Also." Malfoy added: "Next time you are going to be ecstasy, remember to replace the rose thorns with rose petals." Then Malfoy threw a few roses in his hand on the table in front of Pansy .

　　 "Why, the book says both are okay!" Pansy raised his head subconsciously, and hurriedly asked, forgetting that it was time for him to make a mistake and be taught a lesson.

　　 "The effect of the ecstasy made by the rose thorn is unstable, and the duration is very short." Malfoy pointedly pointed his eyes to Pansy, and met her.

　　 Pansy shrank back in fear again, as if he was about to get into a chair, and then his body trembled fiercely before blushing and asking, "Then you were always awake just now?"

　　 "You can guess." Malfoy said with a faint smile, and handed the question back to Pansy. Then Malfoy's only smile was completely taken away.

　　 There was a moment of silence.

　　 "Pansy, if you succeed, do you think of any consequences?" Malfoy asked coldly.

　　 "I... I don't know." Pansy replied weakly. She is now aware of the seriousness of the problem. The mistake she made this time should be that she can't stick her tongue out, pretending to be pitiful can offset it Of it.

　　 Pansy also knows that Malfoy is usually very accommodating to her, but for some principled issues, she will be punished more severely if she makes a mistake.

　　 "What you get with ecstasy will not be true love, it will only bring a brief sense of obsession." Malfoy stared at Pansy who was right in front of the "ostrich" and said sternly, Malfoy said every time he said something. , Pansy's head was buried lower, as if the whole body would get under the table at any time.

　　 "Hold your head up!" Looking at Pansy's appearance, Malfoy was still unmoved, but more severe.

　　 "Hmm..." Pansy could only respond, slowly raising her head, her eyes filled with innocence and clarity, and a crying expression on her small face. If she is not someone who knows her, she must be I think she is sincerely repenting.

　　 "I was wrong, Draco." Pansy looked at Malfoy pitifully, expressing his apologies.

　　 "Do you think you can fool around like this this time?" Marr narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and replied in disapproval.

　　 "Aren't you okay." Perceiving that Malfoy's tone seemed to ease, Pansy began to talk about love for himself as best he could.

　　 "That's right!" Pansy seemed to have caught some life-saving straw suddenly, blushed, and seemed a little shy, and then forced herself to be tough, saying: "If you want to pursue it, I will tell Aunt Narcissa Say you bully me!"

　　 Malfoy's mouth twitched, then quickly returned to normal.

　　 "Then I don't mind." Malfoy said indifferently, and then stood up from his chair again.

　　 "Since you have no sincerity to repent and want to "innocent" me as a victim, then I don't mind making your slander a reality." Malfoy touched his chin and stared at Pan closely. WEAT.

　　 Pansy only felt that the oppressive feeling just now invaded her heart again.

　　 "I'm just kidding." Pansy then waved his hand, said with a strong smile, and then turned into a pleasing look with low eyebrows, "Draco, you can do whatever you want. , Anyway, now I can’t resist you, even if you want to continue what you just did, I don’t mind.” Pansy decided to change the way, using the agitation method, alternately placed his hands in front of his chest, and once again put out a pitiful pair. Xixi looks like a frightened little rabbit, inspiring a desire for sympathy and a feeling of unbearable harm.

　　 "Are you sure?" Malfoy's eyes were sharp at the moment, as if as long as Pansy dared to nod, something irreparable would happen in the next moment~IndoMTL.com~ I was wrong, Draco. "Pansy's expression changed drastically, and finally he spit out these words again a little unwillingly.

　　 "Is it true this time?" Malfoy asked, his eyes meeting Pansy's eyes, making her eyes unable to look away.

　　 "Hmm..." Pansy prolonged the ending, and replied weakly.

　　 "If that's the case, then you have to be prepared to face punishment now." Malfoy tapped the table with his index finger lightly, taking his attention away from Pansy.

　　 "Let’s eat first, or you won’t have the strength to accept punishment later." Malfoy picked up the knife and fork and was about to start today’s dinner, only to find that Pansy did not respond to him. He looked up and saw only her. The whole body was lying on the table, and his head tilted to one side, with a sorrowful look.

　　 "Draco, my stomach hurts!" Pansy said weakly, his face pale, big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his petite body curled up with the pain.

　　 "If I find that you are pretending to be sick, the punishment will be doubled." Malfoy stared at Pansy for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly, and immediately got up from the chair. He didn't know yet. What kind of magic can pretend to be so realistic.

　　 And today's Pansy would definitely not have expected that he would be exposed in this way. He also prepared a means of pretending to be sick in advance. The Weasley brothers' quick-acting skipping candy should not have been invented yet.

　　 Then there is only one result, and that is a real coincidence.

　　 After all, Pansy could not escape the "blood and light disaster" predicted by Professor Trelawney.

　　 More precisely, no girl can escape.