Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"It might increase your IQ if you wear it, but not everyone can pay this price." Malfoy looked at an accessory in front of his desk, his eyes filled with reluctance, and he sighed.

He has now returned to Malfoy Manor, sitting quietly in his room alone, sitting on a comfortable leather armchair with a long mahogany table in front of him.

On the table is a silver crown in the shape of an eagle with outstretched wings. The rare blue gemstone in the world shines with seductive light. Even if the magic of time has faded the surrounding materials, it does not fade at all. To detract from the brilliance of the gem itself, the hem of the crown is engraved with Ravenclaw's famous motto - "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of man."

However, the white jade was slightly flawed, and a few cracks appeared on the surface of the originally perfect gem. If a fairy craftsman appeared here, he would definitely cry bitterly, be embarrassed by the experience of this treasure, and questioned. Who the hell destroyed this very aesthetic artwork?

The answer couldn't be more obvious.

A lesson from the past, a teacher behind, Malfoy is not so courageous, letting a Horcrux stay by his side all the time.

Dumbledore did not restrain his longing for his sister, and when he put the black gemstone ring made into a Horcrux on his hand, he was cursed with irreversible and deadly black magic. Pu's superb knowledge of potions allowed him to formulate potions that could delay the injury. Maybe Dumbledore couldn't even save the last time, and he couldn't support his final layout at all.

Naturally, Malfoy couldn't take risks just for that illusory knowledge. This was the best decision.

Intelligence and wisdom are completely different concepts.

The former is often linked to ability, which is metaphysically called a tool, while the wisdom that prompts people to make decisions is metaphysically called the Tao.

In the face of great temptation, giving up is a real ability.

After Ravenclaw's crown was made into a Horcrux, no matter how powerful its original function is, it can provide the person who wears it with the quickest thinking speed, or the unknown and unfathomable magic. Knowledge cannot be a reason to leave it behind.

"It's not bad to be a simple decoration now, maybe I can find that unfilial daughter for some news." Malfoy stared at this gorgeous crown that had no original effect, but was just a mere appearance.

If someone is willing to take a close look at the crown at this time, they will find that not only the dazzling gem has painful flaws, but even the crown itself is covered with cracks, as if covered with a layer of cobwebs.

If it weren't for the material itself having sufficient strength and toughness, this crown might have been fragmented long ago.

This is the power of the Gryffindor sword. Even if it is the representative treasure of the Big Four, it is really easy for the aggressive sharp sword to cause damage to this auxiliary decoration.

"It's time to deal with the next Horcrux." Malfoy slowly looked away from the broken Horcrux, and then began to think about his next plan.

Silence for a long time.

"I don't know if this sword can be upgraded because of this." Malfoy suddenly had an epiphany. Gryffindor's sword was the equipment created by the goblin King Ragnac I himself.

Weapons made by fairies have the characteristic of being able to absorb things that strengthen them.

When the basilisk's venom infects the tip of the sword, Gryffindor's sword has the ability to destroy Horcruxes.

And now the crown is also destroyed by this sword, so what will happen?

"A sword with both wisdom and courage?" Malfoy held up the long sword and looked at it.

The tip of the sword was quenched with black venom, the huge ruby ​​on the hilt reflected the light of rumors under the light, and the entire blade was shiny silver, no one would doubt his sharpness.

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"Mom, I'm just here to receive the property belonging to our family, not to go to Azkaban to go to jail." Malfoy could only say helplessly as he looked at Narcissa, who was wiping tears in front of him.

The semester is over, and with it comes a rather long vacation.

After Malfoy returned to his manor, he spent most of the time in his room reading books, or in the newly opened laboratory, studying the corona that had been destroyed, maybe he could find some other clues .

This made Narcissa very dissatisfied, and her precious son was reluctant to spend time with her.

In addition, Lucius has also become an official of the Ministry of Magic, and there are many affairs waiting for him to deal with.

Malfoy took out the transfer agreement that read 12 Grimmauld Place and asked to receive the property in person. Narcissa objected directly. Obviously, she thought that during the holidays, her precious son should be at home with him. with his dearest mother.

However, the advantages of the father and son are even greater, and Lucius is obviously on his son's side.

"This is the property of the Black family, and my son just needs this kind of exercise." Lucius said at the dinner table at the time.

He is very satisfied with his son's performance. Not long ago, Lucius' status in the wizarding society has climbed to a higher level. While becoming an official of the Ministry of Magic, he also has a certain degree of voice in the Daily Prophet. , which is quite a huge benefit.

So he is very supportive of Malfoy's decision now.

"Where is that place? Is it very far?" Narcissa could only accept this reality at the time, but she still seemed to ask unintentionally. She continued, "I can send some more. The furniture there must be moldy. Would you like the servant to carry some furniture?"

"12 Grimmauld Place," Malfoy said, then raised the teacup and took a sip before slowly putting it down.

"Mom, don't bother, just clean up there," Malfoy continued. "I'll bring Dobby."

"How about at least one more day with my mother at home?" Narcissa began to wipe the corners of her eyes, wondering if tears really came out of there.

"Yes." Seeing this, Malfoy could only reply weakly.

So now at the gate of Malfoy Manor this is the status quo. Narcissa, who was reluctant to bear her son, stretched out her arms again and gave Malfoy a strong hug, which made him breathless.

"I wish you a good time there." Narcissa let go of her hand, and then leaned her cheek against Malfoy's. The pungent perfume made Malfoy feel the tip of his nose immediately. itch.

"By the way, how are you going to get there? My baby?" Narcissa then asked?

"Floo fans? Or Muggle cars?" Narcissa said to herself, staring at her son. "Then no one in our family can drive a Muggle car, which is a big problem."

"No problem, Mom, I've learned to Apparate," Malfoy said with a nod, then drew his wand from behind, hurriedly said goodbye, and chanted the spell, causing his body to begin to blur. , and finally disappeared into the air.

Malfoy didn't know that if Narcissa continued to talk, it would be a question whether he would be able to go to Chengdu today.

Soon, there was only a series of popping sounds in the air. .

"I don't have anything else to say." Narcissa was a little annoyed, feeling as if her son was deliberately avoiding her. Of course, she was not wrong.

"The child has grown up." Narcissa sighed helplessly, but showed a meaningful smile again, because she prepared a "surprise" for her son.

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