Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"It's really a lonely journey." On the Hogwarts Express, looking at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window, Malfoy sat alone in his seat, a little dazed.

Pansy's leg injury turned out to be much more serious than expected. After arriving at St. Mungo's Hospital that day, the doctors there immediately requested hospitalization. According to them, it was a very vicious, long-lost spell that would take a long time. In the recovery period of time, even if you can go to school on time, your actions will definitely be affected to a certain extent, and you don’t know when it will take you to fully recover.

Thinking of this, Malfoy couldn't help clenching his fists. Because of his negligence, he still hurt the people around him. A sense of powerlessness rose from his heart, making him feel a little confused about the future. Will all this really develop as he wishes?

He doesn't know, but the only way forward is this, and it cannot be changed.

"Anyone here?" An ethereal voice came from outside the compartment of the train, followed by a series of knocks on the door.

"Looks like I have to stay in the aisle for a few more hours." The female voice was a little disappointed, as if she sighed softly, and it seemed that no one wanted to sit with her.

"Hello?" Malfoy opened the door, only to see a petite girl standing in front of the door, looking in through the glass, her usual hazy eyes are now full of anticipation.

"Luna?" Malfoy read out the name. She hasn't changed into her school gown on the train, but is wearing her usual clothes. She looks like she just came back from the Quidditch World Cup. He also painted the national flag painted in oil paint, and wore a reversed lion's head hat on his head, with a wreath of thorns on it.

"Malfoy? What happened to the little girl? Are those two her family?" Luna asked as soon as she saw Malfoy, which surprised him.

"Gabriel?" Malfoy said heartily, and it was her that Luna should be asking.

"That's her sister and the headmaster." Malfoy nodded. "Were you there?"

"Yeah, but it's far away. I thought you kidnapped the girl, and then her elders found you to ask the teacher for guilt." Luna made a joke without any appearance.

"That's right," Malfoy said, and the joke almost came true.

"Can I come in?" Luna leaned in half body at this time. .

"Can I still kick you out?" Malfoy asked, opening the door to let Luna in.

"Thank you." Luna sat opposite Malfoy and thanked softly, then took out a book from her bag and read it quietly. If she guessed correctly, it should be a magazine sponsored by her father, singing sing a different tune.

Then Malfoy closed his eyes and fell asleep. The journey was long and there was no way to pass the time. Sleeping was a good choice to restore his energy.

Luna, on the other hand, was reading quietly by the side. Even if she encountered a funny story, she resisted her desire to laugh out loud, so as not to wake up the boy who helped her.

Just when everyone was spending this peaceful travel time quietly, an accident happened.

"Go away, I don't need your stuff." A hoarse voice suddenly rang through the whole car, even waking up Malfoy, who was already asleep.

Seeing Malfoy wake up, Luna in front of her hurriedly shook her head. The pair of radish earrings and bottle cork necklace danced along with it, and then quickly lifted up the upside-down chorus, indicating that she had been reading quietly the whole time. , someone else who woke him up.

"I don't blame you at all." Malfoy smiled.

"I'll go out and have a look." He now seems to know who caused the commotion, and the original owner of this voice has dealt with him a lot.

At the end of the long and narrow aisle, all kinds of snacks are scattered on the ground, such as chocolate frogs, small snacks such as Bibi Dawei beans,

Another small cart was also knocked over to the ground, and an elderly man was staggering, bending down again and again to pick up the food she was selling, which seemed very hard.

"Who did this!" a female voice said angrily, and at the same time the female voice's owner trotted over, and then bent down to help the old man pick up the food.

Hermione, with a sense of justice, would certainly not stand idly by seeing such a thing.

"Hermione!" These were the voices of Ron and Harry, and the two of them hurried over when they saw it.

The three of them took a long time to sort out the mess in front of them.

"Thank you!" The old man thanked sincerely, and then handed over a few pieces of food.

Ron and Harry took the old man's thank you gift with embarrassment.

"What happened?" Hermione asked again.

"I don't know very much either." The old woman shook her head and said helplessly, "I'm just selling my products as usual, but I just met a strange person, and he has a rather terrifying eye. Twisting everywhere, I feel scared just by looking at him." The old man with a wrinkled face said with lingering fears.

"It can't be him?" Harry and Ron looked at each other at this time, and the description in the old man's mouth alone was enough to remind them of someone.

"Mad-Eye Moody!" they both said in unison.

"Do you know him?" the old man asked.

"That's right." Ron nodded, and then said, "But how could he do that?" Ron's tone was full of doubts, and his father had a lot of respect for this man.

"Because she violated my taboo." The hoarse voice sounded again just now.

Then Ron and Harry saw a man limping out of a nearby single room.

"It's really him," Harry said quietly.

"Sorry, I've been in a bad mood during this time, and I'm a little irritable, Weasley boy, you know? I also have to thank your father for helping me out of some small troubles."

Ron had to answer and nodded again and again. He felt that the man in front of him was so terrifying. He didn't have a deep understanding of it when he was far apart in the auditorium last year. Now that he is so close, he is more and more kind feeling of being oppressed.

"I don't know how many dark wizards died in his hands." Ron's heart kept beating, and he didn't even dare to look directly into the man's eyes.

Even the normal one.

"I was a little sensitive just now. I thought it was my enemy who came to my door. You know, you must be careful in the Auror business."

Harry nodded approvingly.

"So I wouldn't eat anything handed over from a stranger." Moody stroked his chin, then took out a wine bottle, uncorked it, and drank with his head up.

"For example, I will only eat food I trust." At this time, Moody wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "And people, who can fully trust themselves, are only themselves." Moody stared at Harry and said meaningfully.

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