Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

It just so happens that someone's gentleman seems to be in a little trouble right now.

What? Is the savior going to make a big noise in Diagon Alley and avenge your good friend? Malfoy asked, looking at the black-haired boy in front of him. The lightning-shaped scar on the boy's forehead showed his identity, and most of the vacation had passed. Both have grown a little taller, but not much has changed.

On the spacious street, Harry blocked Malfoy's way, stared at him cautiously, for fear that he would do anything, and then said calmly: You have already received the punishment you deserved, and you have paid the price for it. .

And it looks like I can't beat you. Harry added weakly.

But. Harry looked at Malfoy with his firm eyes, then clenched the holly wand in his hand, and continued, If you have any other conspiracy, I will do my best to stop it.

For example. This time Malfoy was really a little helpless, feeling that he was also shot while lying down.

Why did you use a false name in Florin's ice cream shop just now?

Oh, so even the famous Harry Potter likes to listen to other people's corners? Malfoy then reacted, and then deliberately did not look at Harry, but took out his wand and fiddled with it, focused on The look made Harry feel a tinge of contempt.

I just... Harry just wanted to explain that it was because he was writing a paper on medieval witches in his shop, and the shopkeeper occasionally gave him instructions. The shopkeeper's knowledge was said to be Bibin. Professor Si is also rich, and there is a free cold drink every half an hour.

But Harry was interrupted by Malfoy.

You want to explain? Have you ever seen a playboy who caused trouble for you? Malfoy asked back, then turned his indifferent eyes to Harry and said, I think our savior should think more about how to keep his little one. Damn it, it is said that Black escaped from prison for you. Malfoy threatened him in a meaningful way. In fact, Malfoy was right in saying this, but no one would understand it in that way.

Yes, for the sake of his godson risking his life to watch a ball game, and when the broom broke, he sent a new Firebolt over there.

Besides, people who blow up their aunts dare to cast spells outside school again? Malfoy took another look at the wand in Harry's hand, I don't think even the Ministry of Magic will do anything to protect your safety. Let's indulge your behavior again. Malfoy said defiantly, as if to provoke him and force him to take action.

Harry felt hesitant for a moment when he thought that even Malfoy in front of him had been confiscated his wand for casting spells outside of school.

Before, he at least had his wand in hand, so he had the courage to run away from home. This was his last resort. He couldn't imagine what would happen if he was really fired and his wand was confiscated.

Fudge had previously told him at the Leaky Cauldron that the reason for not caring about him was because Blake escaped from prison, and the lesser of two evils would be considered to let him go.

Now the insufficient evidence and serious consequences make him more and more hesitant.

Yes, what is a fake name, what if I pretended to be Neville before, Harry suddenly thought that he was afraid that others would recognize him before, and he also reported a fake name on the Knight Bus, so he was also suspected. ?

Harry felt more and more that this was the wrong decision he made in the heat of his head.

Taking a ten thousand steps back, even if Malfoy really had a conspiracy, wouldn't it be shocking if he jumped out to accuse him like this?

Harry felt that he might have been suppressed for too long these days before he did such a calm thing.

I'm sorry, Harry said apologetically, then put away his wand and prepared to leave, though he said in a low voice as he walked towards the Leaky Cauldron, past Malfoy.

Even if you don't tell your name, the playboy will be in trouble sooner or later. Harry finally left such a curse that was not a curse.

Malfoy naturally wouldn't care, he wasn't the kind of emotional liar who played with the feelings of girls, and this was just a response to show off bad feelings in front of someone.

It's just that neither of them would have thought that the second half of this sentence would become a prophecy a few years later.

After sending off a certain protagonist with a strong sense of justice, Malfoy remembered that he still had something to do, so he ran all the way back to Gringotts. At this time, the gate of Gringotts was closed, deserted, and there was no previous The lively scene, with only a few Ministry of Magic officials on duty.

One of Uncle Fudge's folders fell in the office, and he asked me to pick it up for him. Malfoy said politely to a tall, thin man in a trench coat with some stubble, and the rest of the guards looked at each other. , a little embarrassed.

However, the slight embarrassment was quickly dismissed by a few packs of so-called Muggle special cigarettes.

It only took a few minutes to enter and exit the room, but when Malfoy came out, he saw that the people on duty had already started puffing up.

No lighter? A slightly less powerful flame is enough.

Thank you uncle. Malfoy didn't forget to thank them when he left.

It's a small matter. The tall and thin man in the trench coat in the lead took a puff of cigarettes, and then slowly exhaled a few thin smoke rings and said, Be careful all the way, Master Draco.

Yeah. Malfoy nodded, and then walked to the nearest Floo fan site without looking back, thinking to himself, The bribe was successful in the street, and the Ministry of Magic official who was on duty to hang around, ran into the courageous Voldemort and the temptation. Quite a fanatical cult.

Who will win? he asked a question whose answer was obvious.

Walking into a shop that provides floo powder service, Malfoy sprinkled a handful of floo powder into the fireplace, and green flames rushed up. After clearly stating the destination, Malfoy took a deep breath and walked away. After entering, an invisible force rushed towards him, tearing at his body, and he felt the world begin to spin. Even if he closed his eyes, the unstoppable nausea and vomiting still attacked him. Come.

Fortunately, I didn't eat too much just now. Malfoy thought happily.

Now he is in the Muggle downtown area, a hidden transfer station between wizards and Muggle society. On the bright side is a small hardware store. , no one would have thought that he was a wizard at first glance. The counter was filled with all kinds of wrenches, screws and parts. The strong smell of paint and plastic filled the whole store, which made Malfoy subconsciously use his hands. Covered his mouth and nose.

The man bares his sturdy upper body, and his left arm is also engraved with a tattoo in the shape of an animal. At first glance, he looks like a member of a Muggle underworld organization, but it only looks like it, and the wand behind him is still exposed. his wizarding identity.

Malfoy walked over to him, and the man seemed to notice it, looked up at him and said, Young man, there is nothing that wizards are interested in here.

I think so too. Malfoy knocked on the glass counter with a crisp sound. Then he asked: Actually, I just want to ask which fruit shop is closer?

I think I can still help you with this. The man showed a kind smile that contrasted with his image, expressing his kindness.

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