Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Her relationship with Ron had soured ever since Hermione had revealed her partner at the Christmas ball that day, and after a brief display of his shock, he had been vexatious, at least as far as Hermione saw it. come exactly.

She couldn't understand why Ron was angry at all. Does she have to report to him who she chose as her dance partner?

Ron even maliciously guessed whether Krum wanted to get close to her, and then steal information about the second project.

"He's Durmstrang's man!" Ron snapped. "He's Harry's rival! Hogwarts' rival! You—you're—" Ron was clearly searching. , looking for powerful words to describe Hermione's heinous crime, "You are a close enemy and an enemy, and this is what you did!"

"Don't think of others so badly! I'm going to read a book, you get out of the way." She stood up from her seat and scolded sharply, then pushed him away rudely and walked out the door. go in the direction.

When she was about to step out of the threshold, Hermione turned her head and retorted: "I don't know who was so excited when he saw him coming? Who was so eager to get his autograph? Who set him in the dormitory? model?" and then left without looking back.

"Look, that person just made an appointment with her, and she started to treat her old friend who had known her for four years like this. Now I guess she must be looking for that Krum." Ron said grimly, as if being After Furong mocked and refused, the pent-up anger in her heart broke out completely at this moment.

"Oh, brother, this is really..." Ginny looked at Ron sympathetically, but hesitated.

"Forget it, this kid looks like he deserves it." The twins looked at each other and shook their heads tacitly.

"Little brother, you still have a long way to go when dealing with girls. Arguing with girls is a very disgraceful thing to do." George shook his head and said with some hatred.

"Especially if there is still no noise, let's go. If you don't mind, can you send me the model of your archenemy? Actually, I also admire him quite a bit." Fred seemed to be adding fuel to the fire. He also patted Ron's shoulder heavily.

"Do you all think it's my fault!" Ron's face flushed immediately, and then he said loudly, he also squeezed through their siege, walked over to the spiral staircase in the direction of the bedroom, and then a model quickly went upstairs It was thrown, and the upper arm of the model was shattered.

Meanwhile, Hermione was walking down the road, thinking back on what happened today. Just a few days ago, Krum had found her in the library and said that he hoped to invite her to be the girl at the Christmas ball, and The answer she gave was that she needed to think about it.

And today happened to be the time for her to give an answer.

She and Krum agreed to meet in the auditorium today and give her answer.

By coincidence, she experienced that embarrassing scene. Fortunately, Luna blocked the girl's direction, otherwise Hermione would have no idea how to respond.

At that moment, she really thought she was invited, but of course this idea was soon dispelled.

But while she was fortunate, there was some unreasonable irritability in her heart.

"Who will be his dance partner?" Hermione guessed in her heart, "Is that Luna's little girl?" Although this was of no benefit to her and even distracted her, she still couldn't help but think, Then some sour feelings flowed from the bottom of my heart.

At that time, she fled and found a place by the corner, and then slowly calmed down her agitated mood.

"You don't look very good, He Mian, what happened?"

Krum arrived late, and asked Hermione concernedly in a substandard pronunciation.

"Nothing." Hermione shook her head.

"Well, how are you thinking? Can you accept my invitation?" Krum began to look left and right, and asked a little embarrassedly. When facing people he really liked, he still seemed a little confused. measures.

"I want to ask you a question first, can you answer me?"

"you say."

"Why did you invite me? I think a lot of girls should be happy to be your dance partner, right? And there must be no shortage of beautiful girls. I don't think I'm a little smart, except that I may be good at learning. A place to brag about.”

Hermione shook her head and said her inner doubts.

Before Krum had time to answer, she asked Krum again: "Also, you are not my classmate, and you certainly don't know my learning situation. In the eyes of most unfamiliar people, I She should be an ordinary girl, by the way, although I really want to change my image, my hair has always been messy and unorganized, no one would invite such a girl, would it?"

"I really can't find any reason for you to invite me." Hermione had put on some defensive eyes at this time, looking at the boy in front of him, feeling that he had bad motives and impure intentions.

At this time, Hermione was somewhat consistent with Ron's ideas later.

"I don't care about that! And I thought you were beautiful, they didn't know how to appreciate it back then! Also, I swear, I have absolutely no other intentions, I just want to invite you to be my dance partner." Krum looked flustered He explained, trying to show his sincerity as much as possible.

"The day you rushed into the library in a hurry, I felt that this girl was not ordinary. You have an independent temperament around you, which is rare." Krum continued.

Hermione then remembered that their first real meeting and conversation was in the library. That day, she went to search for information about fire dragons for Harry, and then met the Quidditch star player and

"You're very confident! I paid attention to you when you were rummaging through the books on the shelf. I've never seen such a charming girl!"

"Yes, yes?" In the face of such a straightforward compliment, Hermione froze and stammered.

Her intuition told her that this boy was not malicious.

"You don't regret it, inviting me may be ridiculed by a lot of people, and they may say in private - oh, look at which Durmstrang warrior, is he blind, he found such a man An ugly girl."

"Who would dare?" Krum's strong fist smashed the table in front of him fiercely, and he looked around with a fierce look. The long square table trembled a few times, and the delicate silver plate on the table seemed to be about to jump up, making a crisp collision sound, which spread from one end to the other end. Many students who secretly looked at the two of them closed their mouths tacitly and kept silent.

It was only at this time that the people from the extremely cold regions showed the sturdy atmosphere that symbolized them.

"It seems that I have no more reason to refuse. I am looking forward to this dance. Thank you for your invitation. In addition, I am sorry for my doubts about you just now. I hope you will not feel unhappy about it." He smiled apologetically, then stretched out his hand and said.

"Of course not!" Krum said hastily, then hurriedly stretched out his weak palm. Some of the irritable emotions just now disappeared without a trace.

Of course, after that, Hermione still underestimated the speed of rumors and the maliciousness of others. Just on the way back to Gryffindor's lounge, she heard such words more than once—

"I'll bet that she definitely used a love potion on Viktor! Otherwise, how could Waikie invite such a featureless girl?"

"I'm going to Professor Snape and tell him that some students have used doping, which is his specialty, and he must be interested in Gryffindors who err."

On the way back, Hermione heard all kinds of comments like this. She thought her heart was strong enough, but she still couldn't control her emotions and became a little depressed.

And the depressed mood quickly turned into anxiety, and finally Ron's questioning seemed to completely ignite the last thread on the powder keg in her heart. .

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This farce caused the relationship between Hermione and Ron to fall into a deadlock again, but her relationship with Harry was not affected. She still actively advised Harry, and still tried to crack the secret hidden by the golden egg. But she flipped through a lot of information and couldn't find any clues about it.

Until the Christmas break, the semester ended in a blink of an eye.

"Harry, aren't you in a hurry?" Hermione stared at Harry with a strange look, as if Harry would understand her pains.

"It's Christmas, Hermione," said Harry lazily. Sitting in an armchair by the fire, he read "Flying with the Artillery" for the tenth time.

"Aren't you going to finish your homework? We still need to make time to study the golden eggs!"

"Hermione, don't worry, it's still early for homework, isn't this the first day of vacation." Harry leaned on the chair, put the book on the coffee table beside him, and said lazily.

"As for the golden egg, we still have plenty of time until February 24th, don't we?" Maybe the first project passed without any risk, which made him a little slack.

And so many friends to help him, his godfather is still at Hagrid's cabin, and according to Sirius, he has flexible hours and locations, seems to be at Hogwarts now, too It's part of his job, which makes him more emboldened.

"Harry, if you're a little chasing, you should be mentally prepared to endure hardship. Do you just want to go through the motions after you get this hard-earned opportunity? Don't you have the desire to get first place? ?"

In desperation, Hermione could only resort to aggressive tactics. Of course, in her heart, she still felt that Harry only needed to be safe.

"I don't know if Malfoy has solved this problem." Hermione's mind suddenly jumped out of such a thought, which startled herself.

"I'm so stupid. I actually copied so many useless things and secretly gave them to him. It seems that he didn't use any of them." Hermione's thoughts couldn't help but stretch, thinking of the "enemy" she had done before. thing.

Ron's nonsense before was right anyway, but the target was wrong.

"Okay." Harry sighed, then stood up from his chair, ready to go back to his bedroom and take out the golden egg for research. The golden egg was sitting quietly in the box under his bed, except last time. While they were celebrating, Harry had never tried to study the egg except when it had been opened.

The piercing scream was really unpleasant.

"Let's change place, Harry, it's not suitable for research," said Hermione, before offering her own suggestion: "Is Sirius in Hagrid's cabin? It should be a good place, and he should be Give us some advice."

Harry quickly agreed to the proposal, and as he was about to leave he asked suddenly, "Where's Ron? What?"

"I don't mind him going with him, but if he wants me to communicate with him, he has to apologize to me first." Hermione's expression turned cold at this time.

"Oh, all right." Harry sighed and decided not to discuss the issue, which saved a little trouble when Ron happened to be out of the lounge.

There is a bleak and chilling atmosphere outside, the leaves on many trees have already returned to the earth at this moment, turned into dust, and occasionally a few yellow leaves are still hanging on the interlaced branches. fall.

Harry and Hermione were trudging down the leaf-strewn path, and soon an orange-yellow patch came into their sight.

After Hagrid left, the land next to his hut was completely deserted at this time, and the pumpkins that had not been picked seemed to grow bigger and bigger in the land without restraint, and were not affected by the season.

"Harry, it's nice to meet you!" Sirius seemed to see them coming through the window, then took the initiative to open the door, walked out of the room, and gave Harry, who was standing on the threshold, a big hug.

Sirius is wearing a black fur coat today. I don't know what animal fur it is made of, but at first glance, the intuition is quite warm, and the lower body is wearing a pair of brown tights, which looks very energetic, ha. Li has no doubt that if his godfather is equipped with a set of bows and arrows at this time, he can completely pretend to be a hunter.

"Stop standing, come in, it's warm in the house," Sirius said with a smile, and led Harry into his room.

At this time, the appearance of this hut has been completely renewed, similar to the one in Grimmauld Place. Hagrid used several stitched together.)

Soon Harry and Hermione explained their intentions.

"Interesting." Sirius said while rubbing his chin, his slender fingers kept rubbing the stubble, and he fell into thinking.

"Let's open it first." Hermione gave her own suggestion, and at the same time took out four earplugs from a delicate purple lady's leather bag, and put one back.

"We can minimize the noise first," Hermione suggested, while Sirius nodded in agreement and took the earplugs.

After all three were ready, Harry pushed the golden egg open with his hands.

A shrill and sad hoarse cry came from the middle, but after weakening it, it was finally not so unacceptable.

Just as they were about to take a closer look at the golden egg, Harry suddenly felt his scar start to ache as if it had been burned.

Deep into the bones, it hurts a lot more than that night during the holiday.

"Submit, or die." The hoarse voice suddenly got into his ears.

A picture suddenly popped into his mind—

A middle-aged man was curling up his body and fell on a black marble floor, groaning in pain, as if he was undergoing extremely cruel torture.

From Harry's own point of view, he seemed to be the sadistic one.

"Don't even think about it." The man said disdainfully, then raised his head, ready to look at "Harry", he was fighting, and he didn't want to give in.

"For me, death is the most terrifying thing, but for you, there may be something more terrifying than death. Want to die? It's not that easy." Harry heard a sound like a snake neighing, letting him He couldn't help but grow even more horrified.

An even more piercing pain came from his forehead at this time. The severe pain made him not even have the strength to moan.

Before he lost consciousness, he could only vaguely hear Hermione's screams, the cry of Sirius, and the constant noise of the golden egg.

"Can you close the golden eggs first?" This was Harry's last thought before he lost consciousness, then passed out completely.