Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 229: Unexpected
Ever since Hermione explained her partner at the Christmas ball that day, her relationship with Ron has become bad. After briefly showing his shock, he began to make unreasonable troubles, at least in Hermione seemed to be so.
She couldn't understand why Ron was angry at all. Would she still report to him who she chose as a dance partner?
Ron even maliciously guessed whether Krum wanted to get close to her, and then stole information about the second project.
"He is from Durmstrand!" Ron said sharply, "He is a competitor of Harry! A competitor of Hogwarts! You--you are--" Ron Obviously, he was searching his stomach, looking for powerful words that could describe Hermione’s heinous crime, "You are a personal enemy and what you did, and this is a good thing you did!"
"Don't think about others so silly! I'm going to read a book, get out of the way." She stood up from her seat with a squeeze, yelled, and then unceremoniously pushed him away. Walk in the direction outside the door.
As soon as she was about to step out of the threshold, Hermione turned her head and sneered: "I don't know who was so excited that she couldn't control herself after seeing him coming? Who wanted to get his signature? Who was in the dormitory? With his model?" Then he left without looking back
"Look, that person only made an appointment with her. She started to treat her old friend who had known her for four years. Now I guess she must have gone to that Krum." Ron said grimly , It seems that after being mocked and rejected by Furong, the suppressed anger in his heart broke out completely at this time.
"Oh, brother, this is really..." Ginny looked at Ron sympathetically, and stopped talking.
"Forget it, this kid seems to deserve it." The twins looked at each other and shook their heads tacitly at the same time.
"Brother, you still have a long way to go when dealing with girls. Quarreling with girls is a very demeanor." George shook his head and said, a little bit of hatred for iron and steel.
"Especially if it's still noisy, let's go. If you don't mind, can you give me the model of your arch enemy? I actually admire him." Fred seems to be on fire. To pour oil, he patted Ron on the shoulder hard.
"Do you all think it's my fault!" Ron's face flushed suddenly, and then he said loudly, squeezing past their surroundings, walking towards the spiral staircase in the direction of the bedroom, and then a model quickly Was thrown down from the upper floor, and the arm of the model was shattered.
At the same time, Hermione was walking on the road, thinking about what happened today. Just a few days ago, Krum found her in the library and said that she hoped to invite her to be the girl at the Christmas ball. Companion, and the answer she gave is that she needs to think about it.
And today happens to be the time for her to give a reply.
She and Krum agreed to meet in the auditorium today and give her answer.
It just so happened that she experienced the embarrassing scene. Fortunately, Luna blocked the girl's direction, otherwise Hermione didn't know how she was going to respond.
She really thought she was invited at that moment, but of course this idea was quickly dispelled.
But while she was fortunate, she developed some unexplained irritability in her heart.
"Who will his dance partner be?" Hermione guessed in her heart, "Is it that Luna's little girl?" Although this is not helpful to her, and even distracts her, she still can't help it. To think about it, and then some sour feeling flowed from the bottom of my heart.
At that time, she found a position near the corner as if fled, and then slowly calmed down her agitated mood.
"Your face doesn't look very good, He Mien, has something happened?"
Krum came late, and then asked Hermione with concern with a substandard pronunciation.
"Nothing." Hermione shook her head.
"Well, how are you thinking about it? Can you accept my invitation?" Krum began to look around, and asked a little embarrassedly. When faced with people he really liked, he still behaved Somewhat at a loss.
"I want to ask you a question first, can you answer me?"
"You said."
"Why did you invite me? I think a lot of girls should be happy to be your dance partner, right? And there must be no shortage of beautiful girls. I think I am a little clever and may be able to learn this aspect. There is nothing else to brag about."
Hermione shook her head and said her inner question.
Before Krum had time to answer, she asked Krum again: "And, you are not my classmate, you certainly don't know my learning situation, in the eyes of most unfamiliar people Here, I should be an ordinary girl. By the way, although I really want to change my image, my hair has always been messy and messed up. No one would invite such a girl, would it?"
"I really can't find any reason for you to invite me." At this time, Hermione had put on a somewhat defensive gaze, looking at the boy in front of him, thinking that he had bad motives and impure intentions.
At this time, Hermione was somewhat in line with Ron's thoughts afterwards.
"I don't care about those! And I think you are beautiful, they didn't know how to appreciate it at the time! Also, I swear, I have absolutely no other meaning, I just want to invite you to be my dance partner." Mu explained in a flustered expression, trying to show his sincere side as much as possible.
"The day you rushed into the library in a hurry, I felt that this girl is not ordinary. You have an independent temperament around you, which is rare." Krum continued.
Hermione then remembered that their first real meeting and conversation was in the library. The other day she searched for information about fire dragons for Harry, and then met this star with a Quidditch ball. Hands and
"You are very confident! I paid attention to you when you kept rumbling through the bookshelves at that time. I have never seen such a temperamental girl!"
"Yes, is it?" Faced with such a straightforward compliment, Hermione choked up and stammered.
Her instinct tells her that this boy is not malicious.
"Don’t regret it. Inviting me may be laughed at by many people. They may say in private—oh, look at which Durmstrang warrior. Is he blind? Such a shameless girl."
"Who dare I see?" Krum's strong fist slammed the table in front of him fiercely, and he looked around with ferocious eyes. The long square table trembled a few times, and the delicate silver plate on the table seemed to be about to jump up, with a crisp clashing sound, which spread from one end to the other end. Many students who secretly looked at the two of them closed their mouths tacitly, silently.
People from the extremely cold regions have embodied the sturdy atmosphere that symbolizes them at this time.
"It seems that I have no more reason to refuse. I am looking forward to this prom. Thank you for your invitation. In addition, I am sorry for the suspicion I just made of you. I hope you will not feel unhappy because of this." At this time, he smiled apologetically, then stretched out his hand and said.
"Of course not!" Krum said hurriedly, then hurriedly stretched out his powerful palm. The irritable mood just now disappeared without a trace.
Of course, afterwards, Hermione still underestimated the speed of the rumors and the maliciousness of others, just on the way back to the Gryffindor lounge, she heard such words more than once--
"I bet she definitely used ecstasy on Victor! Otherwise, why would Waikie take the initiative to invite such a characteristicless girl?"
"I'm going to go to Professor Snape and tell him that some students have used banned drugs. This is his specialty, and he must be very interested in Gryffindor who made mistakes."
On the way back, Hermione heard all kinds of comments like this. She thought her heart was strong enough, but she still couldn't control her emotions and became a little depressed.
The frustration quickly turned into anxiousness. Finally, Ron's questioning seemed to completely ignite the last fuse on the gunpowder keg in her heart. .
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This farce brought Hermione and Ron’s relationship to a stalemate again, but her relationship with Harry was not affected. She is still actively making suggestions for Harry, and still trying to hide the secrets of the golden egg. She tried to decipher it, but she flipped through a lot of information and found no clue about it.
Until the Christmas holidays, this semester ended in such a blink of an eye.
"Harry, aren't you in a hurry?" Hermione stared at Harry with a strange gaze, as if Harry would understand her painstaking efforts.
"It's Christmas, Hermione." Harry said lazily. He sat in an armchair by the fire and read "Flying with the Artillery Team" for the tenth time.
"Are you not going to do your homework? We still need to make time to study the golden eggs!"
"Hermione, don't worry, it's too early to turn in the homework, isn't this the first day of the holiday." Harry leaned in a chair, put the book on the coffee table aside, and said lazily.
"As for the Golden Egg, if we get February 24th, we still have plenty of time, don't we?" Maybe the first project passed through without risk, which made him a little slack.
There are so many friends helping him. His godfather is still staying in Hagrid’s hut. According to Sirius, his working hours are flexible and his location is also the same. He seems to be staying in Hogwar. Ci, is also part of his work, which makes him more confident.
"Harry, if you are a little bit chasing, you should be prepared to endure hardships. Do you just want to go through the cutscene after getting this hard-working opportunity? You didn't want to get the first place Desire?"
In desperation, Hermione had no choice but to resort to radical tactics. Of course, in the bottom of her heart, she still felt that Harry just needed to be safe.
"I don't know if Malfoy has solved this problem." Hermione's thought suddenly jumped into her mind, and she was shocked.
"I'm so stupid. I stupidly copied so many useless things to him secretly. It seems that he didn't use any of them." Hermione's thoughts couldn't help but stretch, and she remembered what she had done before." "The enemy" thing.
Ron's nonsense before was right, but the subject was wrong.
"Okay." Harry sighed, then got up from the chair, ready to go back to his bedroom, and took out the golden egg to study. The golden egg was staying quietly in the box under his bed. Except when the egg was opened the last time they celebrated, Harry never tried to study it.
The harsh screams are really ugly.
"Let’s change a place, Harry, it’s not suitable for research." Hermione said, and then made her own suggestion: "Is Sirius in Hagrid’s cabin? It should be a good place. He should also be able to give us some suggestions."
Harry quickly agreed with the proposal, and when he was about to set off, he suddenly asked: "Ron is not there? What should I do?"
"I don't mind if he goes with him, but if he wants me to communicate with him, he must apologize to me first." Hermione's expression became cold at this time.
"Oh, okay." Harry sighed and decided not to discuss the issue. Ron happened to be out of the lounge at this time, which saved a little trouble.
There is a bleak atmosphere outside. The leaves on many trees have already returned to the earth at this moment and turned into dust. Occasionally, there are a few withered leaves hanging on the intertwined branches. When the wind blows, they rise again. Flew down from it.
Harry and Hermione trek along the leaf-covered path, and soon, a slice of orange came into their eyes
After Hagrid left, the land next to his hut was completely deserted at this time. The pumpkins that weren’t picked up seemed to grow bigger and bigger in the land without restraint, and were not affected by the season. Impact.
"Harry, it's nice to meet you!" Sirius seemed to see their arrival through the window, and then took the initiative to open the door, walked out of the house, and gave Harry a big one on the threshold. Hug.
Sirius is wearing a black fur coat today. I don’t know what animal fur is used to make it. But at first glance, it gives people a very warm feeling. The lower body is wearing a pair of brown leggings, which looks very warm. Spirit, Harry has no doubt that if his godfather is equipped with a set of bows and arrows at this time, he can completely pretend to be a hunter.
"Stop standing, come in, the room is warm," Sirius said with a smile, and then led Harry into his room.
At this time, the appearance of this cabin has been completely renewed, similar to the one in Grimmauld Place, all the bacon hanging on the ropes has been thrown away, and the bed has been replaced with a real one. Bed (Previously Hagrid used several pieces of stitching together.)
Soon, Harry and Hermione explained their intentions.
"Interesting." Sirius said, touching his chin, his slender fingers kept rubbing his faint stubble, and he was lost in thought.
"Let's open it first." Hermione gave her own suggestion, and at the same time took out four earplugs from one of her purple delicate ladies leather bags, and put one back.
"We can keep the noise to a minimum first." Hermione suggested, and Sirius nodded in agreement and took the earplugs.
After all three of them were ready, Harry opened the golden egg with his hands.
A sorrowful hoarse cry came from it, but after being weakened, it was no longer so unacceptable.
Just as they were preparing to observe the golden egg more deeply, Harry suddenly felt his scars begin to ache as if they were being burned.
Deep into my bones, it hurts a lot more than that night during the holiday.
"Surrender, or die." The hoarse voice suddenly fell into his ears.
He suddenly broke into such a picture in his mind--
A middle-aged man is curling up with his body~IndoMTL.com~ collapsed on a black marble floor, groaning in pain, as if he was undergoing extremely cruel torture.
From Harry's own point of view, he seemed to be the abuser.
"Don't think about it." The man said disdainfully, then raised his head, ready to look at "Harry". He was fighting and he didn't want to give in.
"For me, death is the most terrifying thing, but for you, maybe there is something more terrifying than death. Want to die? It's not that easy." Harry heard a serpent neighing. The tone made him even more frightened.
A more piercing pain came from his forehead at this time. The severe pain made him lose the strength to groan. He fainted, losing strength, and fell straight back.
Before losing consciousness, he only vaguely heard Hermione's screams, Sirius's shouts, and the noise of the golden egg that was still going on.
"Can you close the golden egg first?" This was the last thought before Harry lost consciousness, and then he passed out completely.