Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 226: Invitation
As the days pass, Christmas is almost here.
The teachers and students at Hogwarts continue to show their desire to impress the guests of Busbarton and Durmstrang, and they seem determined to show the best of the castle this Christmas. The school was set up brightly in advance. The handrails of the marble stairs are hung with icicles that never melt, and the twelve Christmas trees that are usually placed in the auditorium are decorated with all kinds of knick-knacks at this time, from the shiny holly fruit, A live golden owl that keeps calling. Those armors were all enchanted, and whenever someone passed by, they would sing Christmas carols. Listening to an empty helmet sing "Oh, come on, you pious people," is really funny. Armor only knows half of the lyrics. Filch, the janitor, had to pull Pippy Ghost out of the armor several times, because Pippy Ghost was hiding inside. Whenever the armor couldn’t sing, he made up some lyrics himself. Filled in, it's all very crude and ugly words.
At the same time, in the next few days, Malfoy found that as long as he went to a certain place, whether it was an auditorium, a library, or a normal course, the girls nearby would spontaneously run away immediately and hide. Far away, there was a frightened expression on his face, for fear of avoiding it.
Malfoy guessed that it was the consequences of Pansy’s previous venomous remarks. After spreading to ten or ten, the girls who were "rejected" may not feel guilty in the process of confiding them to their girlfriends. By the way, he demonized himself.
After all, it is normal for rumors to be distorted in the process of spreading.
"I don't know if I am a super **** in the rumor now? Or a critical connoisseur with a high-sightedness?" Malfoy thought with a helpless smile.
Of course, these have little effect on him. To a certain extent, Pansy may have done a good thing to prevent him from dealing with more girls, avoiding a lot of troubles and saving a lot of time.
Now he is eating lunch quietly in the auditorium. Except for a few male students wearing dark green Slytherin robes, the only girl around him is Pansy who dared to sit next to him.
"It's really hard to be alone." Malfoy put the knife and fork back on the plate at this time, he finished his meal, then looked at Pansy, sighed, and said pretendingly. Ready to tease her.
Pansy hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, and also put down the knife and fork, buried his head a little embarrassed, and then whispered: "I will help you find a partner, I promise!", and then I added: "Except that vixen."
"Except for that vixen." Pansy whispered, and then he realized that he had actually said what was in his heart, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he quickly covered his mouth with both hands.
"Vixie?" Malfoy frowned. "It's not a good habit to give someone a nickname." His slender fingers gently buckled the table, making a dull sound of dissatisfaction.
"She...she is your opponent. If she invites you, she will definitely ask you for some information. If you are not determined and are tempted by her beauty, she will definitely help her , She's so beautiful again, maybe you just..." Pansy was still a little stuttered in front of her, and the more she said later, it became smoother and more plausible.
"Sure enough." Malfoy thought, apart from Fleur, no one among the girls at Hogwarts now is "qualified" to accept this nickname.
"It's not a good habit to arrange others behind, Miss Parkinson." Suddenly behind Pansy came a clear and sweet female voice like a hibiscus silver bell, with a slight sense of discomfort in her tone.
Pansy turned around and saw Furong standing behind her chair, azure blue eyes squinting at her with disdain, wearing a violet wizard robe and a pair of burgundy lace mesh high heels. To make her figure taller, she draped her long silver hair on her shoulders. Pansy suspected that she looked more than half a head now than Malfoy.
"I believe that the competition between us will be fairly fair, and according to your statement, have the warriors at Hogwarts already known the content of the next project in advance?" Fleur appeared aggressive.
"In addition, I have also heard some rumors that are not exhaustive, which must have come from your mouth." Fleur turned her gaze to Malfoy at this time and said, "I want to use my knowledge of this warrior , He should be unable to say those "vicious" words."
"I wonder if Mr. Malfoy can accept my invitation?"
Malfoy raised his head and stared at Furong at this time. The bright blue eyes of Furong seemed to have magical power at this time, and people couldn't help but fall into it.
"I..." Malfoy just wanted to respond, when he realized that there was a soft and seductive voice in his heart that kept echoing, as if the siren who kept attracting sailors passing by on the sea—— Sirens.
"Promise her, promise her, promise her..."
Furong was also a little nervous at this time, far from her face being so calm.
Furong had waited for many days before. She thought she had to be reserved as a woman and waited for Malfoy to invite her to the prom, but a few days later, she was disappointed and Malfoy did not invite her.
So she decided to take the initiative. She has lived in France for many years, which is a symbol of passion, but she doesn't have that pedantic concept at all~ IndoMTL.com~ The idea that girls actively invite male partners is frivolous. This should be a stereotype how many years ago.
Of course, she also inquired around. The girl she saw in the infirmary that day was not Malfoy’s girlfriend. Otherwise, with her self-esteem, even if she had a good impression of him, she would not be able to do this kind of behavior. .
But it seemed that it was difficult to pass the girl's level, so she decided to use some small tricks.
Seeing Malfoy's eyes blurred, Pansy immediately became anxious, thinking quickly in her head.
"Draco has a partner!" Pansy said.
"Who is it? Don't say it's you. I have never heard that a **** can dance on the dance floor." Fleur snorted, still staring at Malfoy intently, waiting for his reply. .
"It's her." Pansy stretched out a finger and pointed towards the door of the auditorium.
At this moment, Hermione just opened the door, walked in from outside, and saw that the warrior from Busbarton was staring at her, not knowing what was going on.