Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 53: For help

　　Hermione only knew that she was going to run faster, faster, she was like a race against death now, and someone might be killed in a moment.

　　 She searched her memory all the way and stumbled to the principal’s office. She knew that only the tears of Dumbledore’s Fox could detoxify the basilisk. Professor McGonagall or Flitwick might be able to defeat the basilisk, but There may be no way to start with snake venom. Even Snape's potion will take time to be dispensed. Only the tears of the phoenix are the fastest way.

　　 She thought about the scene where Malfoy was trying to save herself just now, but the arm was almost completely pierced by the basilisk's fangs. The red and warm blood even splashed on her face, feeling her face. With the remaining temperature, her mind was dizzy again.

　　 "I made this mess." She thought.

　　 She doesn’t know how to think that Malfoy was moved by her tears and turned away and betrayed Voldemort. He was obviously prepared, whether it was dragon blood or unicorn blood. He had planned it a long time ago. The former was used to win people’s trust, and the latter was used to deal with emergencies like today. It would be better to say that if it weren’t for her, perhaps Dumbledore has easily taken the Basilisk completely now. Solved it.

　　 "I can only add chaos." Hermione thought painfully, and recalled Malfoy's previous actions, ashamed of her doubts about him, and blaming herself for disrupting everything.

　　 Almost everyone in the hallway looked at Hermione in surprise, not only because she was wearing a Slytherin robe, but also because of the traces of blood on her face.

　　 "What happened? Why are you wearing a Slytherin robe?" A pair of hands stretched out to stop Hermione, the Gryffindor prefect who was in charge of patrolling the corridor at Christmas-Percy, he was surprised Looking at Hermione, there was a suspicion flashing under her glasses, and she couldn't help asking.

　　As the prefect, he must ensure the safety of the students, and report to the professors in time when emergencies occur. Hermione was originally a disciplined student, but she has been with Harry and her brother for a long time. I'm not very willing to abide by the school rules.

　　 Unexpectedly, Hermione was just stopped by him, so she pushed him away. Percy staggered back a few steps and almost fell down. A senior boy was unexpectedly caught by a junior. The girl pushed away, which is really unacceptable.

　　 "Sorry." Hermione continued to run forward without looking back. Even though it was an apology, Percy did not feel much apology from it.

　　 She continued to climb the stairs layer by layer. For the first time, she hated the school's arrangement of the principal's office-the eighth floor. How much time would be wasted like this? Large drops of sweat were drawn from her thick and disheveled brown hair, while the sweat solidified, but she did not notice it,

　　 arrived on the third floor, she saw the giant stone beast guard that symbolized the dawn of victory, and she remembered one thing like a dream--

　　 She doesn't know the password.

　　"Bibidou, licorice wand, butterbeer..." There was almost no hesitation, and she began to say all the food she knew from her mouth. She knew the password set by Principal Dumbledore. It's all snacks.

　　 When Hermione said "Lemon Snow Treasure", the stone monster finally jumped aside. The wall behind it split in half, revealing a moving spiral staircase behind. She immediately ran up and stood. On the stairs, she was distraught. She felt that the escalator was going up too slowly, not as good as her own legs.

　　 She tried her best not to think about the most horrible scene. Dumbledore and her returned to the secret room, and there was only one basilisk in it, oh, maybe there was the forgotten Professor Lockhart, or the basilisk Hiding back, leaving a lifeless corpse.

　　 She shook her head, trying to calm herself down.

　　 She thought of the last confident look that Malfoy left her, and she chose to believe him.

　　 The ladder slowly spiraled up, and finally she saw the door with a brass knocker. The brass knocker in the shape of a lion and eagle did not attract her attention. She just wanted to knock as soon as possible. Door, find the principal.

　　 She found that the door was open, and she heard a gloomy, disgusting voice coming from inside.

　　 "Look, Principal Dumbledore, I don't think you are fulfilling your responsibilities now. How many students have been attacked?" The voice paused, and then said, "I originally paid I thought that monster would only attack Muggle students, but now that Weasley’s child has also been attacked, which proves that all students are in danger."

　　 "That's really a polite kid, but because of your incompetence, he is lying in the school hospital immobile now."

　　 "Disgusting!" Hermione couldn't bear the man's words. He pretended to compliment Ron in order to achieve his goal, which made Hermione nauseous, and she pushed open the concealed door.

　　 She saw a quaint round table in the principal’s office, surrounded by people. Most of them were well-dressed. She guessed that these were the directors of the school. Directly opposite her was Deng Bu with a calm face. Lido, with his hands on the table, ten fingertips facing each other, facing the accusation, his wrinkled old face looked calm.

　　 "Look at it, look at it. This is the student Dumbledore taught by sitting in the principal's position. He is rude and uncultivated." Lucius' voice rose up, and the other directors of the school did not She nodded, pointed at Hermione, and seemed very dissatisfied with the yellow-haired girl who suddenly interrupted their meeting.

　　 "My student is not yet your turn to judge." Dumbledore would stop if he didn't say a word, and he would be astonished by the thunder, changing his amiable image before, becoming stronger, under his half-moon glasses, The blue eyes flashed with light that was not as sharp as an old man should have.

　　 There was no sound in the office, and Lucius spoke out intentionally, but didn't know why he couldn't speak.

　　 "Child, is something wrong?" Dumbledore looked at Hermione kindly, as if he was not alone with the old man who had shocked everyone with just a word~IndoMTL.com~ Another student was attacked. Up. "Hermione looked at Lucius, and then said something that Lucius could no longer calm down: "Your son may be about to die, but you still have the mind to fight for power here. "

　　 Lucius immediately lost his composure. He slapped his hands against the table fiercely, and then roared at Dumbledore: "If something happens to my son, I will want you to look good. "Even the usual elegant demeanor has not been maintained.

　　 then turned to look at Hermione and asked eagerly, "Little girl, what happened?"

　　 Dumbledore ignored him, and Hermione didn't have a ward with him. Dumbledore and Hermione stared at each other deeply. If anyone stood in front of Hermione, he would find Hermione's eyes a little dazed.

　　 "Go." Dumbledore suddenly got up and walked towards Hermione, grabbing her by the sleeve.

　　 Then the two gradually became transparent, and eventually disappeared in front of these school directors.

　　 Apparition.

　　 As usual, Lucius might use this to criticize Dumbledore for his privileges, because Hogwarts does not allow Apparition, but today he chooses to remain silent because he Knowing that Dumbledore was going to save his son.

　　 "Damn it." He thumped the wooden table in front of him heavily. The directors around him felt his anger and fear. He could only sit here because of the Muggle descent just now. The little girl didn't tell him where Malfoy had happened.

　　 Lucius's other hand held his snake-shaped cane tightly, which also exposed his inner panic~IndoMTL.com~Welcome to read, the latest, fastest and hottest. The serialized works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.