Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 353: Yanjia Road is narrow

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"Apple Pie."

Hermione said sadly, and the ugly stone monster in front of her jumped to the side.

A moving wooden ladder swings before her eyes.

She slowly stepped up layer by layer along the wooden stairs.

The open door was pushed open.

The furnishings here seem to have never been moved. There are a few simple wooden boxes on the solid wood desk, and all the other items are placed in an orderly manner. A quill is quietly lying on the parchment. Maybe, that The old man still worked here not long ago.

A new portrait has joined the ranks of the late principals of Hogwarts College... Dumbledore slept in a golden frame above the table, with half-moon glasses framed on his hooked nose. It looks serene and peaceful.

But this is a dead thing, not a conscious portrait.

"Ah, ugly Mudblood, what you moved in this room just now woke me up!" the portrait on the wall said viciously.

"Who?" Hermione realized that she had walked into the room at this time, and then heard Phineas screaming from the former headmaster.

"Be gentle with the little girl." Another chubby, kind lady also woke up. She wrapped her gorgeous shawl tightly and persuaded her.

"Where is Dumbledore? He was driven away? I haven't seen him for more than half a year." Phineas ignored the female portrait's advice, but asked Hermione directly.

"Professor Dumbledore was attacked by Voldemort and fell behind the curtains of the Department of Mystery at the Ministry of Magic and died." Hermione wiped the corner of her eyes and said sadly.

"Oh, is he dead? That's right, I still lack a company." Phineas laughed, then looked around, as if to stick his head out of the picture frame.

"How about staying under me, there is still room here."

The principals of Hogwarts, after death, some will choose to stay in the portrait and retain some consciousness during their lifetime.

Different from the lifeless portrait.

Hermione wanted to say a few words to him, but still respected the principal's decision.

"He would not choose to stay in the portrait. Death is not a thing to fear for him. As he said, it was a great adventure." Hermione said softly.

"Where are they?" She suddenly looked back at this time, only to find that Harry and Ron were not there.

Obviously the two of them should have been following behind them all the time.

She glanced at the carpet, and the dust piled up, and then her pupils shrank suddenly.

She saw a footprint.

She hadn't been there just now, and the footprint was a bit larger than hers, it was probably a male footprint.

Also, she only realized now that when she just walked in, the wooden door was concealed.

It made her sweat, but she still tried her best to stay calm.

Hermione took out her wand and opened the cabinet cautiously.

Nothing.

"Is it my hallucination?" Hermione murmured deliberately, turned her back, and walked to the other end.

Then she suddenly stopped her footsteps, turned around, raised her wand, and quickly read to the empty closet:

"Fainted!"

Hermione’s spell blurted out, but her heart was cold, because she felt her spell missed. Her wand was caught directly, and she lifted it high, then leaned upward. , Hit the top of the cabinet, and for a time sawdust flew across.

The whole cabinet began to shake violently

There are people in the cabinet!

Even though he was very careful, his whole body was taken out of balance by a strong pulling force, and he was pulled into the cabinet, all black and out of sight.

"Fluorescence..." She subconsciously wanted to regain her sight, but her wrist holding the wand was firmly imprisoned, and her gesture was interrupted.

The spell was also interrupted.

"You..." Hermione wanted to question the person, but found that her mouth had been covered, and a rough palm pressed against her lips, making her silent.

She started shaking her body, struggling desperately.

Who will show up in Dumbledore's office at this time, what does he want to do?

But she was hugged horizontally by Now, one hand was tightly locked, and the other hand was still holding the wand. She was afraid to throw it away and could not move. Under the circumstance of subconsciously, Hermione used her teeth as a weapon. He took a bite and wanted to resist, letting him let go because of the pain.

Sure enough, the captor let go, and the pressure on her wrist faded in an instant. Hermione's heart jumped, and when she was about to fight back, she felt a pain in her neck, lost consciousness, and fell asleep.

Malfoy took the opportunity to leave the cabinet and rubbed his hands at the same time.

He never thought he was so unlucky.

He didn't expect someone to have such a keen perception, and he found his hiding place all at once.

When he opened the cabinet and looked for it, he heard someone coming in using a password outside the door.

Malfoy hid subconsciously, after all, he didn't want to cause more trouble

When I heard someone approaching the cabinet, I also used the phantom spell.

It's very difficult to move around in a small dark space. He can't even take out the wand in the cuff to deal with it.

So when facing the discoverer, she also used purely physical means to subdue her.

Now he has time to completely open the cabinet, let the light shine through, and look at the faces of the people before him.

Then Malfoy's expression fell into a state of consternation, his gray pupils widened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This is a coincidence.

He was a little startled.

In a few months, this stubborn and independent girl has matured a lot, the contours on her face are no longer so soft, but slightly sharpened, some of the greenness has faded, and a little more mature.

Hermione is like his enemy. Almost every time in her plan, it will become a variable and cause some interference.

Fortunately, it didn't make much difference.

Looking at the neat row of tooth prints near the tiger's mouth on his palm, Malfoy was awkwardly distracted.

He remembered that Hermione had a pair of front teeth. Now it is neat and tidy.

Then the itchy and painful touch was conveyed to his nerves along the wound, with a slight tingling.

He conjured a fine rope and trapped Hermione, leaving the wooden door empty so that she would not be too uncomfortable to hold her back.

A rope that can be broken away with just a little force, and it will be automatically released when the time for transformation is reached.

"Hey~IndoMTL.com~boy, what are you doing!" Phineas only saw Malfoy at this time and roared loudly.

Although it's just a back view.

Although he shouted Mudblood and Mudblood, he is a man who has been dead for many years, but as a former principal, after all, he still cannot allow students to be attacked in front of him.

"Oh, my goodness, who are you." The fat woman also screamed.

But he can only yell a few times, and it is impossible for the portrait to get out of the paper.

"Noisy old guy, be quiet!" Malfoy said in a low tone, throwing Hermione's wand back at will, firmly inserted into the wall behind him.

The tail of the wand was trembling.

Phineas was frightened and screamed.

Malfoy ignored the man afterwards.

Instead, he pushed the door directly out.