Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Why isn't Draco here yet?" Sitting at a small round table, Pansy was shaking her uninjured calf, waiting boredly, glancing out of the glass window from time to time.

It's just that she also knew that she came too early.

She was discharged on Saturday, which was when the students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, on her own inquiries, so Pansy and Malfoy had agreed to meet there.

The express train was of course out of service at this time. It was Pansy's father who sent her here. Her father's habit of doing business all the year round caused anything to happen very early to deal with emergencies. Sure enough, when they first arrived When he was here, the news brought by an owl made Mr. Hector have to leave as soon as possible. The busy business made his time quite compact.

"Remember to write a letter to Dad. If your leg hurts, don't bear it. The teachers in the school will definitely help you." After explaining a few words, he left in a hurry.

"Got it, go do your work, Dad, I'm much better now." Pansy said urgingly, which was exactly what she wanted.

The place she was staying was an ordinary teahouse, small and misty, as if everything was decorated with frills or bows.

But if you want to say ordinary, it is not so ordinary, because the people who come here are all in pairs, and Pansy has also seen a lot of new faces. She guessed that those people she did not know were Durmst. Long or Beauxbatons.

The men and women put their hands on the table, clasped them together firmly, and looked at each other with affection, some couples even lingered, hugging each other and starting to kiss, seeing Pansy blushing. heartbeat.

Now that she is alone here, she looks more and more out of place, and feels embarrassed to be alone, and hopes that Malfoy will come over sooner.

"What would you like to order, dear lady?" said Mrs. Paddyff.

This woman, with her shiny black hair in a bun, is the proprietress of this teahouse. The teahouse is named after her, but her body is slightly fat, which made her squeeze from the gap between the two tables. Sometimes it's hard.

"Oh, um... Can you wait any longer, the person I'm waiting for hasn't come yet." Pansy said a little embarrassedly.

"Who can bear to let such a lovely lady wait for him alone? It's really not a gentleman's act to let a lady wait for a long time." Mrs. Paddiff gave Pansy a sympathetic look.

"Let's warm up first, just treat it as if I invited you." The woman smiled kindly, and then handed Pansy a steaming drink.

"Mint hot chocolate, you'll love it," she introduced.

"Thank you." Pansy took the cup and felt that her hand suddenly warmed up, and a fragrance drifted into her nose along with the heat.

"Ma'am, here's a glass of rum and a glass of orange juice!" There was such a voice not far away, so Mrs. Paddyff went over to invite her guests again.

Just when Pansy saw the couple next door kissing for the seventh time, and the drink in the cup was empty, the door of the teahouse seemed to be blown open by the wind, and Malfoy's figure appeared at the door.

As soon as she saw him, Pansy started waving her hand, and a bright smile appeared on her face, especially when she saw Malfoy came alone, she was even happier.

Malfoy also showed a slight smile. He hadn't seen this girl for a long time. Those days before, always made him feel that something was missing.

It's just that after he approached the table where Pansy was and pulled out a chair to sit down, his expression seemed a little cold.

Pansy only felt that Malfoy's eyes had glanced at her from top to bottom, and the expression on his face changed, and he couldn't help but wonder if his clothes were unflattering today.

She wore a pale red pleated dress today,

The white over-the-knee stockings outline a beautiful curve, and a delicate blue bow hair accessory is pinned to her hair, which is full of girlish atmosphere and even has long hair.

Before, she was wearing some neutral short hair.

"Don't you like what I'm wearing today?" Pansy asked tentatively.

Malfoy's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"You can understand that," Malfoy said, causing Pansy to bow his head gloomily. Anyone who dresses up carefully, being told that is no less than a pot of cold water.

"Pretty," Malfoy said, making Pansy feel a little warmer, and soon she knew why.

"You have an injured leg, can you really wear something like this? Go back to school and replace it for me." The reason given by Malfoy made her feel inexplicably better.

"Are you caring about me?" Pansy asked happily.

"Is it still hurting you?" Malfoy asked back, "Let's go, it's estimated that after so long, the injury may have worsened."

"I'm not that vulnerable." Pansy murmured in a low voice, a little reluctant. After all, the school's required wizard robes are not as beautiful as the one she wore today, and she still hopes to be seen by someone in front of her. Stayed, I didn't expect this kind of treatment in the end.

But in the end Pansy complied with Malfoy's wishes and followed him out of the teahouse obediently.

"Recover well, you still need to rest now." Malfoy sighed and said with a little pity in his eyes.

He asked those professional doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital. The spell that hit Pansy was very special. Not only was it slightly poisonous, but it also had a certain effect. The former would be instantly wiped out under the effect of Phoenix's tears. , and Malfoy's last "blackmail" in Dumbledore had some stock, but the latter was not so simple.

At least for Pansy.

This spell is specially used for Muggles who have no inner magic power. In order to have the effect of torment, in other words, if the person under the curse has enough magic power, it will be in pain for a while at most, but if their inner body No magic at all, it's extremely difficult to cure, and the riotous Death Eaters used this spell at the Quidditch World Cup just to disrupt the order.

After all, there are hardly any Muggles on that occasion.

The riot also caused many innocent spectators to enter the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. Those adult wizards who were cast in such spells were able to move freely after just resting for a few days.

Pansy is not so lucky. According to the doctor, the effects of the injury may last for a long time, and it may be completely disappeared as the magic power in her body grows.

The two walked very slowly along the way. Pansy said that she didn't want others to see her limping, so she could only cover it up by slowing down, and Malfoy could only try to accommodate Pansy's self-esteem.

Perhaps the only good thing about this injury is that there are no taboos, and even if Malfoy hopes that she can return to Hogwarts as soon as possible to replace this dress that may be detrimental to her condition, she still can't beat Pan. West's obsession with Honey Duke, the two stopped at the door of this candy store.

"I'm sick. The day after tomorrow, the official class will start, so can't you take pity on me?" Pansy said pitifully, "And you're still a warrior now. If you want to prepare for the game, I definitely can't disturb you."

"Five minutes for you." What else could Malfoy say now?

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