Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 212: Misunderstood help

On Saturday, the three people in the infirmary did not have any more exchanges. The expected Shura Field did not arrive. Gabriel’s cold made Furong have no thoughts to deal with other things. She thought in her heart. The only thing is that she will wait for her sister to recover from anything. In order to let the sick number rest well, Madam Pomfrey also gave the two "dismissal orders" in disguise. So after that, Pansy and Malfoy left soon.

Pansy was also a little grateful in her heart. She was not ready yet. This time she was caught off guard. Fortunately, she didn't lose any advantage.

But this doesn't mean that the day was so plain and wasted. Malfoy took Pansy to the library and gave her make-up lessons, so that she could rush back to some of the previous courses.

"You don't need to be in such a hurry, do you? Draco, I'm only coming back today." Pansy pleaded with a bitter face, but Malfoy remained indifferent.

"If you don't hurry up, you will only owe more and more debts." Malfoy said solemnly, feeling like he has become a conscientious high school class teacher at this time.

I basically spent that way on Sunday. Pansy also spent a lot of time adapting to the life of going back to school, getting rid of the lazy habits he developed during his recuperation, and going around the campus by the way.

This kind of leg injury is very contradictory. You can't over-exercise, but you can't stop exercising at all. Both will be detrimental to the injury.

In addition to waiting for the delivery of the owl in the auditorium, some envelopes will also be delivered to the corresponding lounge of each college. After all, it is impossible for the student to happen to be in the auditorium every time the owl is delivered.

So at the left corner of the entrance of the lounge, there is a small tin box for storing letters. When I entered the door just now, Pansy happened to see a letter inserted in it.

"What is this, the love letter that the girl gave you the day before yesterday?" Pansy raised a pale yellow envelope and asked Malfoy intricately in the lounge of Slytherin College.

The two of them had just finished their morning class at this time. After lunch in the auditorium, they returned to the lounge, prepared to take a rest, and then went to their respective dormitories for a lunch break.

"Oh no, I think if she really wants to confess, she should say it herself." Malfoy said nonchalantly, then split his hand to **** the letter from Pansy.

"You know her quite well." Pansy's tone was a bit sour, staring at the boy in front of him in a daze, but he also relaxed a little, "What is written in the letter?" She was still a little unwilling. Asked.

"The word is really bad." Malfoy looked at the envelope and shook his head, judged, and then held the envelope with both hands, preparing to open it.

Only the name of the recipient is written on the envelope, but the name of the sender is not written. Even the spelling of Draco Malfoy's name is very perfunctory, and it is impossible to distinguish it without careful identification.

"Oh, I also added a secret magic." Malfoy raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised. After the magic was cracked, the letter was completely spread out in his hand.

"Please pay attention to the fire dragon..." The content of the letter seemed straightforward, and did not follow the normal letter format. It was more like a note between people you acquainted with. It detailed the habits and weaknesses of the fire dragon. In this way, the letter even gave a means of escape.

"Bagman is really positive." Malfoy smiled, thinking of the gambler almost immediately. Last time he made a lot of money with his own help, this time naturally. Will not let this opportunity pass, not to mention his father has also reached a deal with him.

The deliberately crooked handwriting and secrecy magic are obviously to prevent others from being recognized.

"Draco, is your first project against the fire dragon?" Pansy leaned her head over, stared at the letter, and then her expression changed immediately and she became nervous. In any case, this Rare dangerous creatures are enough to make people alert.

"You are still in the mood to laugh, do you know how dangerous it is?" Pansy stared at Malfoy and said worriedly.

"Tell me, how is it dangerous?" Malfoy continued with a smile, as if he was about to face the harmless Flobber caterpillar.

Pansy was speechless for a while, and realized that he only had a superficial understanding of this creature, only a dangerous concept.

"All in all, it's dangerous." She hesitated.

"Fear comes from the unknown. When you know enough about it, you will know that the fire dragon is just a stronger reptile, and at best it will play with flames." To comfort Pansy, Mar Fu can only slightly belittle some future opponents.

But Malfoy is not too exaggerated. Compared to the person he will face in the end, the fire dragon is indeed worthless.

At least six or seven wizards of the level of "Charlie" may not be able to meet Voldemort's hands at all.

And he has more information than the other three Warriors. They just know that the game is related to the fire dragon, but Malfoy has already mastered the whole process.

"I am still afraid of such a big reptile." Pansy said bitterly, and it was difficult to accept Malfoy's explanation.

Looking at Pansy still a little worried~IndoMTL.com~ Malfoy was also unbearable, and there was no need to keep it secret, so he told her how he cleared the customs.

Pansy only felt that her ears were a little itchy, because Malfoy got to her ears and started talking. The heat coming from her ears made Pansy's ears soften unconsciously, and her heartbeat suddenly became faster. , His face flushed.

She recalled the intimate actions that Malfoy made in order to punish her in the Black House. After learning that it was only Malfoy’s acting skills, she immediately disappeared. Only shame and regret are down.

"Sorry." Seeing that the atmosphere between the two became a little ambiguous, Malfoy hurriedly backed away. He only kept secret, but forgot the distance between the two.

"You are standing so close, the voice is too loud, I can't hear it at all." Pansy said angrily, turning her head away, using this to cover up her somewhat shy mood just now.

"Okay." Malfoy sighed.

I saw that he pulled a piece of parchment from nowhere, threw it in the air and floated, and then a quill started to wander around, leaving neat writing on it, and finally reached out and grabbed it back. In his hand, he handed it to Pansy.

"Are you relieved?" Malfoy said with a smile, still feeling warm. It feels good to have someone around him who cares about him, at least he is not fighting alone.

"Do you really know how?" Pansy asked in surprise after reading the information on the parchment carefully, feeling that he still knew too little about Malfoy in front of him.

"No one would joke about his life." Malfoy shook his finger, then gave Pansy a trustworthy look.

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