Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 16: Government

Christmas is coming. [_]suimеng. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts School woke up from it and found that it was covered with several feet of snow, and the lake was covered with hard ice. The Weasley twin brothers were punished because they had enchanted a few snowballs and made them run around after Quirrell and smashed behind his turban. Malfoy was somewhat shocked when he heard the news. In a sense, it was a slap in the face of Voldemort.

"No wonder the last of these two brothers lost an ear, and one of them died directly. It's not fun to offend the devil directly." Of course, this was just a joke of Malfoy's thoughts, in fact, in Voldemort's eyes, no Those who surrender to him should naturally welcome death, or they also include those who hinder his goal. Professor Snape is a good example. Not because the undercover identity was exposed, but just to change the ownership of the old wand, Voldemort could strangle a capable officer at least on the surface.

Thinking about it, Malfoy raised his head and looked out the window.

Several owls flew through the snowy sky to deliver the mail. They have gone through untold hardships. They must regain their strength under Hagrid's care before they can continue to take off. Christmas is approaching, and the owls are too busy to deal with, and there are too many greeting letters.

Malfoy also received a letter from the family that Narcissa wanted him to go home for Christmas.

In fact, Malfoy finds the school's library more attractive than going home.

"But let's go back, there is another place I must go." Malfoy thought of a plan he had already made.

Fingered across the pages of the book, Malfoy sitting in a corner turned an old book, and the yellowed paper gave the illusion that it would turn into powder when touched.

"There is not only black magic in the ** area, but also black history." He closed the book gently. The gilded title on the cover of the book has long been peeled off, and you can see a few large characters that you don't know about the history of black magic.

Silently digesting the huge amount of information in the book, Malfoy suddenly heard the voice of a middle-aged woman, "What are you looking for, kid" This is the voice of Mrs. Pins, who manages the ** area.

"Nothing" This is a boy's voice.

Through the gap between the bookshelves, Malfoy saw Harry looking around, now being questioned by Mrs. Pins.

"Then you better go out. Go out," Mrs. Pins ordered.

Harry glanced helplessly across the gap in the bookshelf, and he saw Malfoy too. Obviously, the two have a license and the other has no license, and the treatment is quite different.

Harry hated himself for not being clever and making up a lie, such as coming to find his classmates to fool around, but soon realized that he had a bad relationship with Malfoy, and if he was exposed, he might even have to Deduct points from the college.

Harry walked out of the library while thinking wildly. He expected Ron or Hermione to find some new clues, but he couldn't report too much.

The matter also started after the Quidditch game. Hermione said she saw Snape chanting evil curses on Harry’s broomstick, and Harry himself said he saw Snape’s leg hurt. Hurt, and then contacted Hagrid's three-headed dog, and several of them inferred that Snape had bad intentions with Harry, and seemed to be going to steal something very important, so they were bitten.

Gag said that he missed his mouth a few times. They learned that these things were related to a man named Nicole May.

But it seems that all clues end here.

In the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione buried her head on the dining table, and Ron played with his old wizard chess boringly. It was obvious that they still had nothing to find.

"I was driven out by Mrs. Pins." Harry said frustratedly.

"I suspect he might be a Muggle at all." Hermione let out a feeble groan, "Otherwise, you can't find him anywhere."

"He is not among the great wizards of the twentieth century, nor is he in the list of contemporary famous magicians. In addition, his name can not be found in the major discoveries of modern magic and the development of modern witchcraft." Hermione reached out. Fingers counted the information that he had checked.

"I was driven crazy by him." Hermione grabbed her tousled hair and made an annoyed expression.

"I think Mrs. Pince must know." Harry continued.

"But we can't ask." Ron inserted the conversation. "We will know if we ask Snape, it is very unsafe."

"While I am away, you will continue to search, okay" Hermione said, "As soon as you find anything, send an owl to tell me."

"You can also ask your parents if they know Le May." Ron said, "It's safe to ask them."

"Very safe, because they are both dentists." Hermione said.

"I have a suggestion, why don't we ask Malfoy? He is qualified to consult the ** district." Harry said hesitantly.

"Harry, are you crazy? He's a Slytherin! Snape is their dean." Ron slapped the table and stood up and continued, "And I don't think he will tell us, yes Right, Hermione?" Ron turned his head and looked at Hermione.

"I don't know." Hermione looked unnatural. Obviously she hadn't told them both that she actually had a good relationship with Malfoy now.

"I don't think he looks like a bad guy. We might have done something wrong in the car," Harry said.

"Go if you want, I don't want to apologize to him." Ron slammed the chess piece against the board, making a loud noise.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, obviously decided not to continue the topic.

"So, did you run over and ask me?" Malfoy took his gaze off the book and looked up at Hermione.

"You must know who he is, right" Hermione looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Is this person important to you?" Malfoy asked knowingly.

"Very important." Hermione nodded affirmatively.

"But I don't think I am obligated to tell you." Malfoy's voice suddenly cooled. "If you ask me privately as a friend, I think I would be happy to help you, but your two friends obviously won't be willing to accept my kindness. Don't you think this is unfair to me?"

"It's not like that. Harry proposed to come and ask you." Hermione explained.

"So what? What about others?"

"Ron disagrees, he seems to be having a holiday with you, and Harry is not good at keeping it going." Hermione's voice became quieter.

"Then I don't think I'm doing anything to help, maybe they won't believe it if they know that I told you later." Malfoy stared at Hermione quietly.

"No, it's not like that." Hermione shook her head to deny it.

"Well, let me tell you now, Nicholas Lemay, the only maker of the Philosopher’s Stone known to people, the greatest alchemist, Dumbledore’s friend, are these enough? Are you satisfied? Malfoy said, "Then, Miss Grandi, this is the ** area, I think you can leave as soon as possible."

"Why did it happen like this?" Looking at Malfoy's indifferent eyes, Hermione felt an inexplicable sorrow. The clues she had just heard did not make her happy. She walked out of the library stupidly. The slight cold wind did not make her feel cold, because her heart was even colder at the moment. She began to examine the friendship between her and the three people, but it was intricately cluttered, like a mess.

Looking at Hermione's fading back. Malfoy let out a sigh of relief.

This friendship shouldn't exist in the first place. Malfoy, who was on the train, just wanted to try if it could change history, but it failed. Afterwards, he decided that the well water would not violate the river water, but was moved by Hermione's courage to apologize. Encountered again in the library, he couldn't bear to look at the sad Hermione again, comforted her, and took her to Hogsmeade secretly. However, the conflicts between the academies and friends still lay among them, and once it broke out, no one was spared.

"You have to face it sooner or later, so let's end it soon." Malfoy knew very well that even if he didn't provoked this time, something similar would definitely happen in the future. If this friendship is to last, this is A hurdle that both of them must face.

"It's up to you to decide whether the friendship ends or rebirth." Malfoy thought. "I will do the villain this time."

Hermione returned to the Gryffindor lounge without expression. The heat from the fireplace made her body feel better. She saw Ron and Harry playing wizard chess happily.

"I know who Nicole May is." Hermione said calmly.

"Oh, Harry, I ate your horse." Ron was about to remove Harry's horse. The two people who were playing chess suddenly reacted. "What did you say? Do you know who he is?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Hermione, you are so cool~IndoMTL.com~Ron praised it.

Hermione still maintained the calm tone just now, "He is the only maker of the Sorcerer's Stone known to people, the greatest alchemist, and Dumbledore's friend."

"The Golden Stone!" Ron exclaimed. "No wonder Snape wanted to hit his idea. Everyone would want it"

"What's that?" Harry asked Ron.

"My twin brothers used to talk about this stone, and they said that if they get the gold, they will not come to class again. By the way, they also said that this stone can make longevity. Anti-aging medicine, so that people who drink this medicine will never die."

"Then it all makes sense." Harry said. "Nicole May and Professor Dumbledore are friends. He asked Professor to store the Philosopher’s Stone here for a while. The three-headed dog must be one of the guards. Snape tried to steal it but failed. On the contrary, I was bitten."

"Hermione, you are a great hero." Ron praised Hermione again.

Hermione smiled unnaturally.