Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"But you can't do this to an innocent person! You can politely refuse." Hermione argued rationally, not very satisfied with Moody's perfunctory answer, and she hoped that his apology would be better. sincere.

"Miss Granger." Moody's magic eye and normal eyes looked at her at the same time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "As I said, it was caused by me being too nervous. Mistake, I have already expressed my apology, or what do I need to compensate?" Moody's voice was low at the moment.

"No need, sir." At this time, the old man who had been harmed innocently said quickly, "Just pick it up," she said.

The victim chose to leave things alone, and Hermione couldn't hold on any longer, so she could only sigh silently.

"If it's all right, then I'll go back to my own seat." Moody scratched his chin, looked around again, and dragged his limping body towards his seat.

"He's so cool." Ron's body was still shaking, but he still admired it sincerely.

"I don't think there's anything cool about this. Strength is used to protect the weak and fight against evildoers." Hermione said angrily, her chest heaving a little, obviously she still couldn't accept the result.

"He's already apologized, why are you holding on to it?" Ron defended Moody.

"Do all Aurors have such a weird temper?" Harry asked curiously at this time, breaking the somewhat tit-for-tat atmosphere between the two.

"Of course not. It should be said that he is the strangest Auror. The Aurors that my father knows are normal people in normal times." Seeing Moody's back gradually drifting away in the aisle, Ron still did not dare to improve. His own voice continued to lower the volume and asked questioningly, "Why is he here? Haven't all the things from last semester been resolved?"

"Yeah, could it be that he's chasing some other fugitive?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"I don't think so." Hermione said, "Aurors have their own unique way of hunting, and it is impossible to expose them in front of our eyes, so that they will lose their concealment, and as you said, he has retired."

"Then why is he on the train?" Ron asked, seeing Hermione's confident look.

"Are there any other people on the train besides students?" Hermione reminded, she was still a little confident in her analytical ability.

"Driver!" Ron said hurriedly, and then fell into an even more confused state: "But I've never heard of a driver on an express train, isn't it powered by magic?"

"Is it the teacher?" Harry asked tentatively.

"I think so." Hermione nodded smugly, recalling those brief encounters with Moody last year.

"What would he teach?" Ron asked immediately, before realizing he had asked a rather stupid question.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts!" He and Harry looked at each other and said in unison.

While the three of them were discussing eagerly, Moody passed by Malfoy and Luna. Luna took a small step back subconsciously, with a look of fear and discomfort on her face.

"Why doesn't it feel the same as last time?" Luna murmured softly, her feeling has always been more accurate, the man in front of her was slightly different from the feeling she had brought her last semester.

"Sir, is there a harassing horsefly in your ear?" she asked in a daze at this time.

Moody's expression was a bit strange at this time, maybe he didn't keep up with Luna's magical brain circuit.

"Isn't this the little Mr. Malfoy I worked with last time?" At this time, Moody could only pretend that he didn't hear Luna's question, and instead smiled a little, then walked to Malfoy's side and patted it kindly. tapped his shoulder.

"Hello, Mr. Moody." Malfoy nodded, then immediately said in a faint voice, "It's too much to be careful.

"The voice was so low that even Luna didn't hear it.

"Of course," Moody responded in a lower voice.

"Good luck!" he said suddenly, gruffly, and left.

"It always feels like he's not the same as the Mr. Moody I saw last time." Luna, beside Malfoy, also watched Moody's departure, tilted her head, and said strangely.

"It's just an illusion." Malfoy shrugged, trying to be as understatement as possible.

For the rest of the journey, there were no other accidents, except that a light rain could be seen through the window, and after a while, the train stopped and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station. .

The car door opened, and there was a constant rumbling of thunder in the air. The students filed down from the train. Luna didn't take into account the pouring rain that kept falling from the sky, but jumped up and down without any hindrance. The faces excitedly walked towards the place where they should now go to take the Thestral.

"Hello!" Luna bent down, looked at a Thestral in front of her, and stood on tiptoe. I want to reach out and touch its bat-like wings.

As if sensing the thoughts of the girl in front of her, the Thestral in front of Luna obediently bent her high head, feeling the kindness from Luna.

"Look at what that crazy girl is doing, there's obviously nothing there." Some of the students in the queue at the back began to point at Luna's behavior and whispered.

"Don't you think it's a very bad behavior to talk about others behind your back?" This was Hermione's voice, with a frown on her face. She sternly scolded several students who were older than her. One of the students left with a bit of resentment. I don't know if it was said that he felt guilty, or he felt that the girl in front of him was very troublesome.

"It's really nosy." The students whispered.

"At least we didn't cause trouble for anyone else. If it wasn't for her, Peter Pettigrew might be fine in Azkaban by now."

"Take care of yourself first and then talk about it." A senior boy said disdainfully, then stepped into a carriage, and the door was slammed shut.

"Hermione? What's wrong?" Harry and Ron asked at this time.

"It's nothing." Hermione shook her head, then forced a smile and said, "Let's go."

Her mood was suddenly a little lower now, and she suddenly recalled the experience of the previous three years, Hermione was also a little confused, no matter what year the end of the term seemed to be troubled, the first year aside, the snake in the second year The strange incident lost his memory, and he has not recovered until now, but he did not lose his memory not long ago, but he remembered everything that happened clearly.

But this can't be told to anyone either.

Maybe there are other emotions that make her mood a little lower now. If it is usual, just starting school is enough to make her excited.

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