Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"How? How many points did the Slytherin guys lose to Hufflepuff?" Wood asked excitedly as Harry and Ron walked into the lounge.

He didn't watch this game, because it didn't make sense to him, he just needed a result. He's also about to graduate seventh grade now, whether it's Muggle society or wizarding society, these times are often very busy, for example, he's filling out piles of forms right now, and he's busy with it.

"Slytherin won," Harry said numbly, his face not angry at all.

"Oh, those guys are still a little capable." Wood was stunned for a moment and didn't think much, but then Ron's words made his smile completely freeze on his face.

"Slytherin they beat Hufflepuff by 350 points." Ron's voice was very light, and he was very reluctant to tell Wood the news.

"Ron, you can play pranks like your two brothers now." Wood said with a smile, he felt that now Ron had learned badly and would play pranks, making such a joke that was not funny.

"It's true." Harry lowered his head, not daring to look up at Wood, but said at the floor.

"How is that possible!" Wood suddenly roared furiously, he even lifted Ron's collar immediately, staring at him with red and bloodshot eyes, "Did they use some despicable means to take advantage of their bodies? Foul, I know, except for the girl who came in by relationship, the other guys are tall and big, and the Hufflepuff students are so kind, they must be bullied..."

"They're very disciplined in this game." Harry saw Ron's collar clenched tightly, and hurried up to help him.

"Then how could there be so many points? You would never tell me that the Hufflepuff students were bribed and deliberately released water!" Wood was still excited now, shaking his hands constantly, making Ron's anger also Shake out.

"Others have seven Firebolts!" Ron roared loudly, then slammed Wood's hand apart, walked to a scarlet seat and sat down fiercely.

"Firebolt? Seven?" Wood's eyes that were about to breathe fire seemed to be thrown into the ice and snow, and they were instantly cooled down. The tensed muscles all over his body suddenly loosened, and he slumped down on the flat surface. on the carpet.

"Firebolt? Seven?" Wood kept repeating these words in a low voice, as if he was stunned, his eyes were blank as he looked forward, tears slowly flowing from his eyes, but he didn't notice it.

Seeing this, Harry could only shake his head helplessly.

He didn't know how to comfort Wood now, because Harry felt that he needed someone else to comfort him now.

He was even thinking that if he could catch the Golden Snitch late in the previous game and let his teammates score more goals to widen the gap. So today's Slytherin may not be so easy to score points.

But this was just illusory self-consolation. He could see that today's Slytherin students still seemed to be able to do it with ease, and if they wanted to, they could still widen the gap.

"By the way, where is Hermione today? Didn't she make an appointment with us? I didn't see her just now." Ron was not a contestant after all, so he quickly got out of his emotions and turned to ask Do Harry.

Harry could only respond to Ron by shaking his head. They had breakfast together in the auditorium today, and they also made an appointment to watch the game together, but when they walked to the Quidditch pitch, they found that Hermione had disappeared.

Of course Hermione also wanted to go to the game with her friends, but an accident happened on the way.

"Crookshanes!" The nimble fat cat suddenly broke free from her arms, flipped its body nimbly, landed on the ground, and ripped Hermione's robe with its teeth, trying to drag it. Follow her in the opposite direction.

"Meow, meow," Crookshanks kept wailing mournfully, trying to get Hermione's attention.

"Crookshanes, I have already promised Harry that they will go to the ball game. Is there anything I can do after the game?" Hermione crouched down and said patiently to the ginger cat.

The eyes of one person and one cat stared at each other so quietly.

Rather than being a pet, it is better to say that Crookshanks are also very similar to her friends, so she almost never bosses Crookshanks, but communicates patiently, she knows that Crookshanks should be able to understand her if.

But Crookshanks was still stubbornly pulling at the cuffs of her trousers, trying to drag her away.

Hermione didn't know what to do now. Her original plan today was to take the opportunity of this game to use Veritaserum to tell Peter Pettigrew the words of Peter Pettigrew. This time was a very rare opportunity, because Peter Pettigrew was rare. Showing up at school, always busy promoting, but Harry told her the other day that Peter Pettigrew would be there too.

So Hermione deliberately brought her crystal bottle full of Veritaserum today.

But now Crookshanks has made such a move, which makes her very puzzled. Crookshanks will never play a temper for no reason. Hermione has been with it for a long time and understands it very well.

"Okay." Hermione sighed helplessly, "Stop pulling on my robe, just lead the way in front of you wherever you want to take me." She said, rubbing Crookshanks' furry head, Then stood up.

Hermione still decided to trust her pet.

But instead of taking her anywhere else, Crookshanks took her back to the Gryffindor common room.

"Crookshanks, what do you want to do?" Hermione was also confused, she didn't know Crookshanks' intentions now.

The big cat continued to lead the way, walked over the carpet covered with the ground, jumped, and stood on the spiral ladder leading to the girls' dormitory. It looked back at Hermione, and those eyes seemed to say urgently: "Follow me."

"Okay." Hermione glanced at Crookshanks angrily, hoping it wouldn't disappoint her, and now Hermione was thinking about how to apologize to Harry and Ron later.

She was late and looked like she might just miss the appointment.

As soon as Crookshanks returned to the dormitory, his actions became more swift. It crossed the crimson flannel curtain, and with its thick palms, flexibly flipped Hermione's wardrobe up and down, and even tidy up Hermione. Clothes are messed up.

"Crookshanes! What are you looking for?" Hermione felt that she might be thinking wrong. Crookshanks may be venting her emotions. She knows that some pets may lose their temper for no reason in order to gain the attention of their owners. , to attract the owner's attention.

"If you do this again, I can only lock you in the dormitory, Crookshanks." Hermione said, walking to Crookshanks who was looking around.

Then Hermione saw Crookshanks jump into her arms with a piece of silvery fabric in her mouth.

"Invisibility Cloak?" Hermione looked at Crookshanks in surprise. She had been borrowing Harry's Invisibility Cloak for some time.

"Are you reminding me that you want me to give it back to him now? Well, yes, I borrowed a lot of time, but Harry didn't urge me, so take it with you and return it to him after the game. "

Crookshanks stared at Hermione with his big, spiritual eyes, then shook his head, and with his claws, tried to put the invisibility cloak on Hermione as best he could.

"You want me to wear it?" Hermione asked

Crookshanks nodded quickly. , then jumped out of Hermione's arms and started running on the ground, Hermione had to speed up to keep up.

They followed the same path out of the Gryffindor lounge again, with Crookshanks stopping and going, sniffing and smelling almost every other place.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione said in a panic, lowering her voice, "The basement under the stairs is Slytherin's bedroom, don't go there."

But Crookshanks didn't seem to hear it, and was still jumping up and down the spiral staircase. Hermione could even feel its inner excitement from its jumping figure, as if she was about to see Like a long-lost old friend.

Hermione couldn't figure out why Crookshanks behaved like this, since she had barely interacted with the students of the house this semester.

At this point, Hermione could only bite the bullet and go on, and one person and one cat were extra lucky. When the password was required, two people happened to rush out of the Slytherin lounge in a hurry. , did not pay attention to Crookshanks at all.

Not to mention Hermione in the Invisibility Cloak, which also gave them a space to enter the lounge.

"This is my second time here." Looking at the mantelpiece that had been extinguished in the corner for a long time, the walls made of black marble, and some strange creatures outside the window, Hermione's mood was a little complicated at the moment, all of which hooked She recalled some memories of last year, but when she continued to recall the future, she found that her mind was blank, and her memory was interrupted.

Now appearing directly opposite Hermione and Crookshanks are two stone doors, behind which should be the dormitories of Slytherin students.

Crookshanks stayed beside both stone doors for a while, then chose the one on the left and went straight in. Hermione could only keep up, Crookshanks must have something to bring her here. , At this moment, her heart is also in chaos, and she doesn't know what she will find later.

But Hermione knew that Crookshanks would not harm her no matter what.

Crookshanks continued to look for the way, then suddenly stopped in front of a door and tried to open it, but it was locked tightly

"Araho hole open," Hermione pulled out her wand, pointed at the lock, and said softly, and the door opened, she pushed in, and Crookshanks followed.

Different from the scarlet tones commonly used in Gryffindor bedrooms, Slytherin's bedroom is much gloomier, with green silk drapery and silver thread embroidery and lanterns, which are not as conspicuous as Gryffindor's.

Crookshanks' apricot-colored eyes suddenly narrowed, and they began to rummage carefully at the foot of each student's bed.

"What are you looking for? Crookshanks." Hermione lowered her voice subconsciously and said, even if there is no one here, they all went to see the Slytherin and Hufflepuff game.

"Fluorescent flashes!" Hermione turned and locked the room first, then took off the invisibility cloak and followed Crookshanks to search.

"Meow, meow," Crookshanks cried, and Hermione could hear the joy in it.

"Have you found it, Crookshanks?" Hermione walked over to Crookshanks' voice, leaned over, and saw the scene that made her angry.

"Who is so cruel!" With the light brought by the spell, Hermione only saw a scrawny black dog lying in a pitch-black cage, either asleep or dead, because he The breath is so weak.

Crookshanks' eyes were full of sorrow, no longer the joy just now, and it was very uncomfortable to see his friend in this state now.

"Crookshanes, let's drag this cage out." Hermione said urgently, she wanted to rescue this innocent black dog, and at the same time she was also accusing the unknown person who tortured and imprisoned animals.

Afterwards, the iron cage was brought out by their joint efforts. The iron cage rubbed against the ground and made a harsh noise. Hermione was panting rapidly. This work was still a bit difficult for her. Heavy.

The magic on the cage is a bit tricky. In addition to the physical lock, there are also some restrictions set by magic, but these did not stumped her. After thinking for a while, Hermione unlocked the above restrictions.

After removing the lock, Hermione wiped the sweat from her forehead and said tentatively to the black dog in the cage, "You're free, are you okay? Crookshanks brought me to rescue you. "

The black dog still didn't respond.

"Just hold on, I'll find someone who can help you." Hermione's eyes were wet, she wondered who could be so cruel to satisfy her own bad taste. She knew that some people just like to take pleasure in abuse, and the more distressed the tortured person or animal is, the more pleasure the abuser will get.

"I must tell Headmaster Dumbledore that some of Slytherin's students have committed such crimes," Hermione said heartily.

She can accept the animals in front of her being slaughtered, but she cannot accept the cruelty.

The body of the black dog lying in the cage trembled suddenly, and then opened his eyes, his eyes were frighteningly bright, seeing that the cage that locked him had been opened, the black dog suddenly turned over and stood up, and slammed it out. Even the door of the iron cage was deformed with such a violent force.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe, and the person who tortures you will be punished." Hermione tried her best to soothe the black dog in front of her, and tried to reach out and stroke its head, until this moment Hermione still thought that the dog was The manic behavior now is made out of fear.

But she soon stopped thinking that way.

The skinny black dog in front of him suddenly took a few steps back, its body began to twist and grow, the black hair gradually faded, the limbs began to stretch, and the legs stood up. Finally, standing in front of Hermione was a tall man. And thin men.