Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"How is it, Professor Dumbledore, do you still expect an oblivion spell to make him forget?" Malfoy asked Dumbledore in the dark corner where the man could not see. ? ? W?W?W㈧. ?8㈧1?Z?W㈧. (1)C (1)O?M

Not long ago, the two of them witnessed an independent performance of a drug addict who was addicted even though Dumbledore had used the Forgetting Charm.

In order to relieve the pain caused by addiction, he tried his best to divert his attention. The mental loneliness could not be eliminated, so he could only use ** to relieve the pain. The sweat on his face became more and more, and his heart was empty. Feeling that it was almost swallowing him up, he trembled to the corner of the wall, swung his fist up, smashed it against the hard wall again and again, and then slumped to the ground again, turning to use His head hit the wall desperately. He didn't know why he was so uncomfortable. This was the only way he could find a way to divert his attention and use pain to dispel the pain.

Then his eyes became bloodshot and red, and his eyes were splitting. This kind of insensitive method was no longer enough to offset his discomfort. He began to subconsciously seek sharp weapons. Sharp objects could bring him deeper damage, which would bring him more effective pain, but he looked around, The room was empty and nothing was available.

Then there is only yourself left, and your own teeth to use!

He shook his head, opened his mouth, and bit his arm like a madman. A row of deep tooth marks and bloodshots appeared on it instantly. It was shocking, and it was hard to imagine that a person could He was so cruel to himself, but it soon became useless. Even if a piece of meat was about to be bitten off, his pain only eased a little.

The ice and fire were two layers, and it was cold and hot. For a time, his body was like falling into an ice cave, surrounded by cold ice, and then it was like being in an endless purgatory, and hot magma flowed from his body.

Is this hell?

may be.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, the door was locked, but the window hadn't been closed yet. He only felt that he was suffering from the pain of being eaten by ten thousand ants. If he couldn't get relief, maybe he would be the best place to go. .

Compared with the endless torment, death is indeed a relief.

He hurriedly jumped towards the window, put his hand on the window, and the window was opened with a bang.

"Pass out!" As he climbed up the window to kill himself, a spell hit him, interrupting his suicidal act and the pain he felt.

The two came out of the shadows.

"Why is that?" Dumbledore couldn't bear to see the man's tragic state, so he asked immediately.

"According to Muggle words, detoxification is a mental addiction and a physical addiction. When he becomes addicted, he is doomed to have organic lesions in his brain, which cannot be recovered." Malfoy said while using himself pointed his wand to his head.

"So, quitting drugs is just a false proposition. His actions just now are the work of physical addiction." Malfoy said that he couldn't help showing a cruel smile, which made Dumbledore feel cold.

"When a person chooses this path, his social attributes have disappeared, which is almost to say that we can no longer treat him as a person."

"As the dementor's food, it may be the best destination for him to spend his heat. It is difficult for me to imagine what contribution he will make to society.\

,""There are hotbeds of sin all around here. This person is dead. There are more drug addicts who are drunk and dying in places we don't know. I can still provide him with stable drug funds. Maybe he has to thank me."

Dumbledore fell silent again. He couldn't count how many times he was shocked today. Even if he subconsciously didn't quite accept Malfoy's approach, he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

This is the bottom of Muggle society, crime is everywhere, and it's not the drug addiction that the student lured him into.

The potency of this kind of medicine is extremely strong, even if hundreds of dementors absorb one person at the same time, it is more than enough and will not cause more damage.

Even if he has a heart, he is powerless. The forgetting spell just now clearly shows that even if he forgets the concepts related to drugs and the pleasures that can be called bliss, the sin factor has already penetrated into the bone marrow and will never be able to get rid of it.

Maybe I feel bad, just because I see such a poor person and can't help, I feel powerless. Dumbledore thought so.

"By the way, professor, you can actually try it before you die. After all, it's the happiest thing. Wouldn't it be a loss if you don't experience it once in your life?"

"Even so, I wouldn't choose it." Dumbledore shook his head indifferently, avoiding it like a snake.

"why?"

"Because I at least want to die with dignity." Dumbledore said solemnly.

"Actually, that's what I think too." Malfoy shrugged needlessly. If people feel the endless pleasure when they are about to come to an end, they may regret why they didn't start enjoying it earlier.

Maybe leave with remorse?

What's more, there are still wizards, the power of nature, if Dumbledore really gave it a try, and was reluctant to die and become the second Dark Lord, it would be a lot of fun.

However, a person who is truly self-disciplined will not try these things, and it is not by contamination and then abstinence that a person's will can be manifested.

Staying away is always the best way.

"Okay, we're not going to discuss this heavy topic, so now, Professor, are you satisfied with my solution?" Malfoy then pressed.

"Yeah." Dumbledore nodded, his answer was extremely brief, and then he walked to the window, staring silently at the bright moon outside the window, without saying a word, only a sigh came occasionally.

"Some people don't deserve saving and protection." Malfoy's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Maybe." Dumbledore sighed, his tone full of helplessness, as if at this moment he was no longer the number one person in the wizarding world with boundless mana and a high reputation, but just an old man who was powerless in the face of suffering.

Da da da....

Dumbledore tapped the glass window in front of him with his wand, making such a sound, such a meaningless action can often relieve people's anxiety.

"I'm very interested in you now, Draco." Dumbledore turned around, supported the half-moon lens on his nose, and said in a completely different tone of curiosity than before.

Now that he has adjusted his mood, there is not so much time for him to feel sad. He has a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders. If the leader can't control his emotions, how can he convince the public.

But the perplexity in his heart continued to deepen. His student was full of mysteries, which made him want to find out.

"It feels so subtle to be told this to a male elder." Malfoy complained silently in his heart, but still explained casually: "What is there to be curious about? Professor, I just read more books. Well, in Muggle society, these are all simple common sense."

"Oh?" Dumbledore's tone became longer, still looking at the student in front of him with scrutiny.

"Then consider it like this." Dumbledore twisted his beard and said helplessly.

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Just the day after the dementors attacked the players in the Quidditch match, the students were surprised to find that the dementors outside the school gate had disappeared, and they were all secretly guessing what happened. What, the biggest possibility is that Dumbledore got angry and had a big fight with the Ministry of Magic, and then the Ministry of Magic gave up the means they arranged at Hogwarts.

"It's impossible," said Ron with confidence at the dinner table, "My dad always told me that the current Minister of Magic is no longer listening to other people's advice, not to mention that he has a relationship with our headmaster now. Not good."

He lowered his voice now and continued: "I heard that the principal actually made a strong protest at that time, but it still failed. Now I think Fudge will definitely not give in, even if his disobedient men make mistakes, He will try his best to maintain it.”

"His coming to power is really a tragedy." Ron sighed and looked down at his arm, thinking that his injury was almost over, and he felt a little lighter.

"Then the dementors around our school have indeed disappeared." Simon asked curiously, this is one of his roommates.

"Then I don't know." Ron's intact hand stretched out to the table and took a piece of lamb pie he liked and ate it. "Maybe they were scared by our principal."

"Cough cough." Ron's face started to flush, perhaps because he ate too fast and spoke at the same time, he was choked.

It was the students next to him who helped him and gave him a spell to solve this problem.

This is just a blip.

The dinner time was over quickly, and when the students were about to stand up and prepare to return to their lounge, the dormitory, the door of the auditorium suddenly closed tightly with a "quack".

"Everyone." Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the auditorium. "I have some small things to notify here, so it will take a few minutes of everyone's time. I hope everyone can go back to the place where they just ate and listen to me."

So the students all sat down again.

"Well." Dumbledore glanced around, cleared his throat, and said in his characteristic thick voice: "I think everyone has found that our school has returned to its former calm today, right?"

There were rustling and whispering voices from the audience, and a Hufflepuff student said loudly: "Yes, principal, that group of hateful monsters has disappeared from our sight, this is you Did you do it?" His eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

"Oh, although I really hope to be a hero in your eyes once, but unfortunately, this is not my credit." At this time, Dumbleley swept over Slytherin with extra light, and used his blue eyes. After glancing at Malfoy, he continued: "After the unfortunate accident yesterday, I was also a little angry at the time, so I immediately chose to write a letter to the current Minister of Magic to express my dissatisfaction."

"You know, owls aren't that fast, so I need to get an answer at least the next day."

Dumbledore paused.

"But there was an accident." He said in a complicated tone, and with a random wave of his wand in the direction of the gate, a copy of "Daily Prophet" appeared out of thin air on the desk of each student.

The front cover of the newspaper explained it all well - Fudge stood in front of Azkaban's door with a rueful expression on it, and it read in extremely bold black letters: Neglecting Minister of Magic? How long will Cornelius Fudge stay on as minister?

"Since the mysterious man was defeated by our savior, our wizarding world has gradually returned to its former peace. In the following years, our life has gradually returned to normal. Peace is not easy to come by, I think everyone Well, what we all know is that the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, became Minister of Magic after Millicent resigned in 199o, and I have to admit that he was very lucky to be in the Ministry of Magic. The high-status Barty Crouch was unable to take up the position due to his own personal reasons, and the highly respected Mr. Dumbledore also resigned from the position, so he let him - Fudge, a mediocrity who may be the most sloppy in history In a position that is about the future of our wizarding world."

The following words are the beginning of a breakdown of what happened during Fudge's reign, from normal decision-making and execution, and even a comprehensive analysis of personal life.

Why did Azkaban, who never gave birth to a prison break, give birth while he was in power? Could it be that he deducted the Auror's salary to enrich himself? Why do Dementors get out of control so often, it's not enough to wreak havoc in the Muggle world, and even the safest place in the wizarding world has been invaded by them.

Is this a group of obedient guards or an unstable bomb that could rebel at any time?

Maybe yesterday we didn't know, but today the fact is obvious. There is no doubt that the latter.

Overnight, whether it's the Dementors around Hogwarts, the Dementors who are looking for fugitives elsewhere, or even the Dementors that Azkaban is guarding, overnight! All Rebellion! Disappeared without a trace!

Now we can turn the subject and talk about this group of criminals from Azkaban, aside from Blake who has escaped, there are actually a few wizards who have been corrupted by dementors in Azkaban for many years to keep them awake mind.

Under the dual effects of Dementors and Aurors, they can still be supervised, but when the Dementors strike, it is hard to imagine how a few wizards would deal with these vicious and clear-headed wizards.

Just a little bit, and today we may have the darkest day in wizarding history, with Azkaban's collective escape from prison, bringing endless riots to society, and even seriously affecting our principles of secrecy in the presence of Muggles.

Fortunately, our first wizard arrived in time, and a catastrophe was eliminated. Otherwise, perhaps the headlines you read today, readers, are other things you don't want to see. (To be continued.)