Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

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Although there were some twists and turns in the process, Malfoy finally got what he wanted.

He pinched the somewhat bulging pockets of his shirt, feeling certain, his nervousness eased a little.

Only when he had stepped out of the door and was about to leave, his heart suddenly tightened again.

Keen, he quickly realized that the surrounding atmosphere was wrong, and the chill and extreme oppression invaded his heart heavily.

These are some intuitions brought to him by the six months of survival in the jungle.

Now he is like facing a hungry beast that has just woken up, looking for food.

The castle of Hogwarts is now awake.

From downstairs came the sound of uniform steps, the sound of friction and collision between the iron sheets, and a thump on Malfoy's heart, which resonated with it, and for a time it seemed that the entire castle trembled and resonated with it.

In addition to the steel guards, there are all kinds of strange stone beasts. The ugly stone sculptures and iron statues that used to be close to the aisle in the past seem to have all come to life in an instant.

He suddenly realized that perhaps his invasion had already been discovered.

The Illusory Body Charm can deceive their vision to a certain extent, but the black steel torrent is slowly advancing, which is also difficult to do. Even the chandelier on the ceiling has been transformed into a sharp rotating blade at this time. Turning back and forth along the corridor extending in all directions.

The illusion spell is not a spell that can make oneself completely transparent, it can only be used for visual shielding.

He guessed that Flitwick had even joined the search, and the raging wind abruptly stirred in the aisle, like sharp blades, swiping by his side, forcing him to deal with it.

Perhaps it was Dumbledore's "passing away" that made Professor McGonagall and the other teachers very alert, and fought for it.

All the iron shelves "guarding" the aisle are now alive, and they have become the Iron Legion, searching for their target - the intruder.

in a dim corridor.

Professor McGonagall's wand is like a baton,

Instructing them to move forward in a smooth and uniform manner, behind her, there were two students who were somewhat embarrassed, with faint bloodstains all over their faces, and some bruises on their hands.

Myrtle was floating on Professor McGonagall's shoulder at this time, waving her hands and gesturing something urgently.

She seems to have lost the ability to speak. .

Professor McGonagall had rescued her from her armor not long ago.

"Poor Myrtle, Ugly Myrtle, Myrtle changed her name to Tiny Tin Girl who can't talk today!" Peeves also jumped up and down, mocking her.

"Shut up! Peeves!" Professor McGonagall scolded.

Myrtle is now floating in the air, as if she has lost her soul, and she can't say a complete sentence.

At this time, Malfoy began to rush along the corridors of Hogwarts, dodging the search of the steel armor.

He didn't open the Marauder's map, which was also lying quietly in his purse.

Because the Marauder map is useless now, because those armored guards can't have their own names.

There are various secret passages in the castle.

Malfoy was tossing and turning, relying on his memory, he quickly shuttled through the wide aisles for a while, and sneaked in the hidden secret passages for a while, but almost every aisle was crowded with black steel guards.

He avoided carefully, searching for his memory, and looking for a way to get out, but it seems that judging from the current movement, the aisle is almost full of these armored soldiers.

He tried his best to try all the possibilities, but the beating sound from his eardrums reminded him all the time - this way is impossible.

Suddenly, he thought of a good place, and in the secret passage, he accelerated his figure even more, and turned around.

"Stab!", the oil painting hanging on one side of the corridor was brutally stabbed from behind. It showed a knight holding a javelin high, ready to charge, but now it sags as the canvas is torn. Down, Malfoy's feet stepped on the solid wooden picture frame and jumped from it, his heels hitting the soft carpet without making a sound.

"Restored as before." Malfoy immediately waved his wand, chanted a spell, and restored the scratched oil painting, because no traces could be left.

He glanced quickly left and right and behind him.

It looks like the vicinity of this walkway has not yet been searched, but it will be soon.

Just in front of his eyes, not an exit.

Because a door blocked his way, but it was exactly what he needed.

The old door had no handles, no keyholes, just a polished, aged plank with an eagle-shaped bronze knocker.

A petite figure suddenly appeared in Malfoy's mind. The girl's eyes were always misty, she acted in a daze, and occasionally made some jaw-dropping actions.

Because now in front of him is the Ravenclaw lounge.

With the "question" answer as a password, it still seems like a good place to stay.

Just enough to keep those mindless things out.

Of course, the premise is that he himself can not be blocked first.

Malfoy walked to the door and knocked on it quickly and briskly a few times before the knocker turned and made a dull sound.

"Comeer, please remove the spell on you first."

Malfoy did as he was told, lifted the Illusory Body Charm on his body, and his figure immediately appeared in front of the door.

And the door began to ask questions.

"What is flickering red, hot as flames, but not fire? When your heart beats, it burns. Cover your ears and you hear it, but when you die , will he get cold?"

Then with a soft whisper, the door of Ravenclaw asked its own question.

"The surging blood." Malfoy thought for a while, gave the answer, and then knocked on the door a few times.

"Come in." The door creaked and opened voluntarily.

Malfoy immediately followed, stepping back and forth into the lounge, and the door to the Ravenclaw lounge was quickly closed again.

It's just that before he had time to take a good look at the surrounding environment, he was shocked that he had hit something head-on.

He drew his wand alertly, trying to fight back.

However, he found a girl sitting on the floor in front of him, rubbing his hazy eyes that seemed to have not woken up, and looked up at him.

The eyes of the two met in an instant.

Or the girl's reaction was quicker, or Malfoy chose to remain silent to deal with the current situation.

She spoke first.