Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 91: Donation

　　 The bell for the end of get out of class rang, indicating the end of this ancient magic text course, and most students are still unsure. This course is really difficult, but it is also really interesting. Most people who are confident to choose this course are Lavin For the students of Crow College, for those who love knowledge, after the difficulty is thrown away, the rest should be fun.

　　 "You go first." Pansy in the seat waved to Malfoy, "I have some questions to ask the professor."

　　 "You robbed me of my lines." Malfoy looked at Pansy with a weird look, wondering, even though he felt her transformation a little bit, he was still a little uncomfortable.

　　 "Is it weird for you to study hard?" Pansy gave Malfoy a white look.

　　 "Then I think the question you are now confused about asking the professor is the same as asking me." Malfoy shrugged.

　　 "I'm not." Pansy pushed Malfoy to his seat a little annoyed, as if driving him away.

　　 "Okay, OK, then I happen to have something, if you don't understand, just ask Professor Babling, remember to be polite." Malfoy finally gave Pansy a wake-up call, and quickly left the classroom.

　　Hermione watched the two of them talk and couldn’t get in. Malfoy left soon after the conversation. She was sorry and relieved. As for why, she may only know the reason. .

　　 Just as Hermione was packing up her ancient magic text courses and preparing to get up and leave, she found a figure standing in front of her seat.

　　 "Ms. Parkinson, may I ask you something?" Hermione asked in a cold tone as she sorted out the books. Apart from finding faults, she really couldn't think of why a Slytherin schoolgirl would run after class. When she came to find her, she didn't believe that Miss Parkinson would humbly ask her for advice. Whether it was knowledge or patience, she felt that Malfoy was enough to teach her.

　　 It seemed that Hermione still didn't notice the sourness in her heart, and she unconsciously compared it.

　　 But the provocative words that Hermione had imagined did not come out of Pansy's mouth. Hermione looked up at Pansy, only to realize that the expression on her face seemed to be tangled, and her eyebrows were tangled together. I don't know what I'm doing with my hands behind my back, and one foot rises from the ground from time to time. Whatever the case, Hermione only saw no hostility on her face.

　　 Suddenly Pansy leaned forward, and Hermione unconsciously held the wand next to her. She still didn't let her guard down, wondering what unfavorable behavior the girl in front of her would do to her.

　　 "Thank you." Pansy finally made up his mind and bowed to Hermione very formally, softly and solemnly.

　　 "Huh?" Hermione, who was all defensive and ready to counterattack at any time, was stunned. She didn't know why Pansy would thank her. The most recent encounter was probably because the two of them were not happy in the duel club. After a duel, there was basically no communication since then, and Hermione didn't know what the girl in front of her could do to thank her.

　　 "Thank you for notifying the principal that Draco was saved." Pansy continued, which showed her intentions.

　　 "He wouldn't be willing to owe favors to others." Pansy said to Hermione confidently, "So let's consider the Ron thing saved as his reward for the time being. The three of you have such a good relationship. It should be considered even."

　　 "It has nothing to do with me." Hermione lowered her head again to organize her textbooks, and then said: "If it's true as the rumors say, then I helped him last year and it's what a Gryffindor should do. It has nothing to do with who he is, and it's not for compensation." Hermione stopped for a moment, then raised her head to stare at Pansy and said, "And it was his own choice to save Ron, please don't get anything in return. Such high-sounding words." Hermione bit the word "save" very hard, obviously not agreeing with her statement.

　　 "That's the best." Pansy didn't care too much, "So according to your statement, I just thank you according to my own wishes. It is your freedom to accept it or not, and I am not hiding it. He's here." Pansy seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled secretly, the corners of his mouth curled up inexplicably, then turned and left.

　　 This conversation between the two completely dispelled Hermione's intention to thank him again.

　　 She can only bite her lip and watch Pansy leave.

　　 The flame of courage that was so hard to summon was ruthlessly extinguished. Perhaps Pansy’s words did not directly make her give up, but sometimes people’s courage can only last for a while, and the most impulsive time has passed. It was over, and this interruption changed her decision again.

　　 Hermione suddenly realized that her determination was not as firm as she imagined. She would still be afraid, but she didn't know where the fear was.

　　 Want to approach but dare not approach? Perhaps.

　　 The protagonist who made her entangled was talking with Mrs. Pince in the library at this time, not knowing how much trouble he caused someone.

　　 "My child, what's the matter with you? I think you should be more familiar with it here than I am." Mrs. Pins said to Malfoy with a formulaic smile thousands of miles away, seeming to admire him before. I am very diligent in coming to the library, but in fact there is some irony in it.

　　 She has never seen a student who can read books in the forbidden book zone without any scruples in the first grade. Let’s see what books he reads, "The Decryption of Advanced Black Magic", "The History of the Rise and Fall of Black Magic", Does this want to be the second Dark Lord?

　　 What's even stranger is that the principal actually agreed to the behavior of this little boy. Even though she couldn't accept it, she could only pretend to open one eye and close one eye.

　　 What's the result? Look, he must have used the knowledge of these banned books to make such a big mess last semester. She would not believe that he was controlled by the Imperius Curse, and she felt that the child in front of her was the one. The culprit.

　　 But the principal still didn’t impose severe punishment on Malfoy, or it’s not a punishment at all, but today he actually came here again, and it seems to be looking for something to herself, but she doesn’t feel like she’s very bad at the dark magic If you have any knowledge, let him ask.

　　 "Of course, Mrs. Pins." Malfoy smiled slightly, bowed, and then said, "I hope I can donate some books to the library. These are some precious books I collected during the holiday. It makes sense in all respects.” Malfoy put forward a black box and placed it on the table. The palm of his hand flickered on the top, and the box chucked, as if it had triggered some mechanism. opened.

　　In theory, Mrs. Pins certainly hopes that the library has as many books as possible. She also hopes that the students at Hogwarts can acquire as much complete knowledge as possible, but Malfoy’s impression of her is real. It was so bad that she didn't have any sense of expectation in her heart.

　　 Sure enough, when she saw a few large gilded characters "Born and Noble, Genealogy of Wizards" on some broken pages, her brows were raised high.

　　 Unexpectedly, it was not a good book, and it was a pure-blooded, noble book. From her point of view, it was nothing more than a group of old antiques boasting of nobleness.

　　 "First of all, I have to see if these books have any weird magic." Mrs. Pince's smile narrowed, and she did not look like she was amiable just now. She didn't want any evil and crooked things in her jurisdiction. The book, just like the riots last semester, didn’t the principal just say what diary caused it? What if this kid has bad intentions?

　　 has had the first time, and she naturally has reason to believe the second time.

　　 "Of course." Malfoy gestured with a smile, and reached out his hand in a please gesture.

　　 This seems to be a set of books, Mrs. Pins picked up one at random and opened it to read it.

　　 "The noble and oldest Black family." These characters greeted Mrs. Pince's eyes, she couldn't help laughing, and her sunken cheeks couldn't help but produce some wrinkles.

　　 But the surname of Black reminded her of a few years ago, there were a few students who came to the library to study near the exam, and one of them seemed to have this surname. At that time, a very cute girl was helping them review. She is very beautiful, with long dark red hair and almond-shaped green eyes. This is one of the few students she can still remember more than ten years later. Gossip is a woman’s nature. When she inspected, she couldn't help but look at this small group a few more times. To her surprise, the two who seemed the best match were not lovers.

　　What is the name of that man? Mrs. Pins began to remember as best he could, her deep concave eyes became a little blurred, Potter? She had a flash of inspiration, and remembered the man's last name, but the same last name as Harry Potter.

　　 He doesn’t look bad, but he’s far worse than that Black. She still remembers that when she first saw Black, she felt as if she was caught by something in her heart. She felt like she If you were a few dozen years younger, you might fall in love with him at first sight.

　　Because he is too handsome, a little bit of arrogance has fascinated many girls, and she is no exception, but adults can always adjust themselves faster, not as crazy as those little girls The **** went down, and his mind quickly faded.

　　 However, that amazing glance finally made her unforgettable, which is why she felt complicated when she saw this surname.

　　 reduced her mind, she continued to look down.

　　 A coat of arms jumped into her eyes. On the mountain-shaped symbol are two five-pointed stars, and underneath are a long sword. The whole constitutes a shield. On both sides of the shield are two leaping greyhounds. Heraldic terminology is: "Black, with the mountain shape between the two stars as the main body, one sword as the basis, and silver. She knows that this should be the family crest of the Black family. These families like to make these symbols have a strong meaning. The things that strengthen the sense of belonging and glory of future generations.

　　 "Hmm..." She stared at the words in the book and began to mutter to herself, "Ciris Black, born..." This is a family member who died young, so no more information was recorded. , He died when he was eight years old.

　　Mrs. Pins’ eyes slid down, "Phineas Nigelles Black (1847-1926)" She remembered that this man had served as the headmaster of Hogwarts, but the wind comment was not Very good, but just after she finished reading about the man's life, the person in the photo suddenly moved and looked at her with a mocking look, showing a slight sneer.

　　"This is just a small transformation magic." Malfoy explained, "This can make readers more deeply impressed with these people, doesn't it."

　　 "Oh." Mrs. Pins nodded nonchalantly, expressionless, but her fingertips turned faster and faster, and soon she saw a photo she wanted to see.

　　——Sirius Black

　　 The dark gray eyes showed a little sharp gaze, with the arrogance and indifference of a stranger, and it is more suitable to describe it with a smile. This should be a photo of his youth, full of spirits, and has not been taken by Azka. Ban smoothed his edges and sharpness.

　　 "Okay, these books should be okay and can be stored in the library." Mrs. Pince closed the books quickly, her tone still as cold as before, but the results given made Malfoy out of touch. Unexpected.

　　 People with non-negative EQs know how to watch their words and colors. Malfoy, who thought he would be troubled, never expected that Mrs. Pince, who was not very pleasing to him, would so easily let him get what he wanted.

　　 "Thank you so much," Malfoy said politely.

　　 This naturally saves him a lot of effort, and some of the preparatory work done in order to avoid making things difficult has become useless.

　　 "Maybe she is in a good mood these days." The green light all the way also made him feel good. If Malfoy knew the real reason, he might be dumbfounded.

　　 "Is there anything else?" Mrs. Pins asked, with a hint of impatience in her tone. I don't know if it was his own illusion, Malfoy felt that the librarian in front of him seemed to be rushing him away impatiently.

　　 "Uh..." Malfoy groaned for a moment before saying, "It should be gone, but I still want to see these books fit on the shelf with my own eyes."

　　 "Troublesome kid." Mrs. Pins whispered, "Then I have to find a relatively free bookshelf for it." She thought so, and the type of things like family tree should be closer to it. For books such as historical materials, she got up and took Malfoy to the rows of bookshelves, wandering around constantly, only to find a relatively free place.

　　 "It's here." Mrs. Pins said blankly, looking at a bookshelf, which was empty but covered with a little dust.

　　 "Clean up." Malfoy immediately used a spell when he saw it, and the bookshelf immediately became tidy, which made Mrs. Pince's expressionless face show a trace of fluctuations, if Malfoy looked back. , You will find that the corners of her mouth are slightly tilted up.

　　 "This kid doesn't look so unpleasant~ IndoMTL.com~ Malfoy won't know that his unintentional move has slightly restored some of his image.

　　 A person who stays at work for a long time will always develop some habits. For librarians, caring for books should be regarded as an occupational disease. What Mrs. Pince hates most is those who don’t love books. Student, Malfoy's move changed her impression a lot.

　　 "The Weasley family, the Malfoy family, the Avery family..." A genealogical tree was placed on the shelf, and the books in the box became less and less.

　　 After the last book was placed on the shelf, Malfoy clapped his hands and declared that he was done.

　　 "Thank you for your wisdom, I believe students will be willing to know the glorious history of their family." Malfoy leaned slightly. These genealogies are not just a combination of names and birth and death years, but also include family members. The main deeds, even photos, etc., are more detailed than the records in the family. As for why such detailed information can be obtained, the factor of wealth is inevitable. Malfoy still spent a lot of money on these dozens of books. Energy.

　　, for example, finding a woman who had been crazy in love with Black back then and buying back his photos at a high price.

　　Of course these are smoke bombs. His real intentions are actually hidden in a book.

　　When he left, he turned his head and took a deep look at the neatly arranged books on the shelves, and thought: "The seeds have been planted, and when it will germinate, all that needs to be done is to wait." To be continued.)