Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 86: Curse

　　 "You said, why Hagrid's class was postponed?" At dinner on the first day of school, Ron asked his two friends at the Gryffindor table.

　　 "I don’t know either." Harry said with a bit of frustration. If nothing happens, this afternoon’s class should be Hagrid’s "Magic Creature Protection Class", although to be honest, Harry is not the same for this course. Very interested, but out of encouragement to Hagrid, they still hope to go to his class as soon as possible to help him, because they know that Slytherin should go to class with Gryffindor, if they are not, generous Hagrid could tell what it was like to be bullied.

　　 "Maybe it's a dementor." Hermione tentatively explained her reasoning.

　　 Harry couldn't help but shudder, and he asked, "Hagrid met a dementor at school? Then we should hurry up and find Professor Dumbledore!"

　　The other students in Gryffindor turned their heads to look at them. No one is not afraid and disgusted by that group of monsters.

　　 "No, no," Hermione hurriedly denied that she didn't want to be charged with spreading rumors. It wouldn't be good news to deduct points as soon as school starts.

　　 "I mean..." Hermione tilted her head to remember, and then continued: "The magical creature that Hagrid raised may have been affected by a dementor." Since Harry was demented After the attack, she went to check the Dementor's information in her free time.

　　" Dementors feed on happy emotions. Generally, only people have complex emotions, so everyone will subconsciously think that their hunting objects are only people. This is true in most cases, because most animal thoughts are It's a bit chaotic, but there are exceptions." Hermione glanced at the dedicated classmates around her. Even some of Ravenclaw's students stretched their heads. She couldn't help becoming a little proud, and then said in a higher tone: " Some animals’ thinking is close to that of wizards, but their intelligence level is relatively low, so it is also possible to be used as food by dementors."

　　 "The creatures raised by Hagrid are really likely to suffer." Harry murmured. He has a deep understanding of the strange creatures of Hagrid, but he has to admit that those creatures are indeed very spiritual.

　　 "Yes." Hermione nodded. Those dementors were also stationed in the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid's creatures could not be affected.

　　 "Look at my poor spot. It must have been affected. He has lost weight again." Ron glanced at his pet curled up under the table and felt distressed again. In his opinion, his mouse is very Spiritual.

　　 "Crookshanks are not in a good state." With her cheek supported, Hermione looked at the hearty food in front of her, but she had no appetite. Her big **** cat was also very clever and had Half of the blood of a cat and a raccoon, can instinctively distinguish good from evil.

　　 "Don't mention your fat cat, is it okay?" Ron said disgustedly. He keenly felt that Zebra trembled in fear after hearing the cat's name.

　　"It's called Crookshanks, not Fat Cat." Hermione said word by word, with a serious expression. She hoped her friend would recognize her pet, but this wish seemed difficult to come true.

　　 "I don't care about this kind of problem, I just hope you can lock your cat in the dormitory." Ron's tone became worse, and the slightly relaxed relationship seemed to have cracked again.

　　 "You don't need to worry about this." Hermione said irritably.

　　 "Professor Trelawney is right. Some people are born with auras wrong. I guess that cat, like its owner, is not smart enough to make a dementor look at." Luo Eun came up too, and directly turned up what Professor Trelawney had said in the morning's divination class. Ron, who was not as good as Hermione, felt that only in this respect he could have the upper hand.

　　 Seeing that the smell of gunpowder is getting heavier and heavier, Harry hurriedly kicked Ron under the table~IndoMTL.com~ Not to mention who was right and who was wrong because of this incident, Ron is indeed doing too much now. Even Professor McGonagall sneered at Professor Trelawney’s course, but Ron still attacked Hermione with this, not to mention that they are still good friends, and the hurtful things that people who care about will always be kept in their hearts. Deeper scars.

　　 "You can go to this kind of useless course. Compared with my arithmetic and divination course, this course is not as good as rubbish." Hermione's chest rose and fell sharply, her face flushed, and she was obviously caught by Luo. En's these few words got angry, and he immediately retorted, and by the way, he slapped the knife and fork in his hand onto the table with such a strong force that the table shook a few times, and the meat on the plate The ends and carrots fly everywhere.

　　 "My halo is wrong?" Hermione repeated Ron's words in a seemingly questioning tone.

　　 At this time, she was very angry, and her always calm mind became hot.

　　 "Then let me, a person with the wrong aura, come and make a prediction for our Mr. Ron Weasley." Hermione magnified her voice, "You, redhead boy, there will be tomorrow Blood and Light Disaster!" Hermione propped up the table and stared at Ron tightly, mimicking Professor Trelawney's low tone.

　　 This is actually more like a curse than a prophecy.

　　 Then Hermione grabbed the schoolbag and walked out of the auditorium without looking back.

　　 "She was crying." Harry stared at Hermione's back blankly. He saw her walking quickly while raising the long sleeve of her right hand. He guessed that Hermione was wiping the corner of her eye. Tears.

　　 "It seems that I will definitely have good luck tomorrow." Ron frowned, but still forced a smile. He hit Harry with his arm: "Harry, don't you think?"

　　 Harry was expressionless, he didn't think Ron would really be lucky.