Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Malfoy Warriors of Hogwarts! Please dive into the water immediately and start the game. The game has officially started." in the ears of the audience.

The eye-catching Krum and Fleur have already dived into the bottomless black lake at this time, and Harry Potter is not to be outdone. Another warrior did not go into the water. Not only that, but he didn't even put on clothes suitable for diving. It seemed that he did not plan to go into the water to compete.

Malfoy stopped on the shore, walked back and forth slowly, and looked into the lake, but he didn't mean to go into the water at all.

"Draco what happened to him?" Narcissa in the audience in the stands tugged at her husband's shirt, looking at her son's strange behavior in confusion.

"Maybe he has his own plans." Lucius coughed a few times, then shook his head in the same confusion, and cast some grim eyes at the man on the referee's bench, Ludo Bagman.

He guessed that maybe the man didn't fulfill his obligation to collect money and do things.

Perhaps it was because his intuition as a Quidditch player had not deteriorated much. Bagman was keenly aware of Lucius' questioning gaze not far away. He turned his head and briefly glanced at Lucius. With some indifferent and suspicious eyes, he can fully guess what this man is thinking.

But he didn't know why he obviously missed the question to Malfoy, but now the boy looked like he was caught off guard.

To be honest, now he may be more eager to win this game than the Warriors themselves.

There is no doubt that the succession of sweets made Bagman not easily give up this easy benefit. Malfoy's excellent performance in the first game, coupled with his leaked information, he felt that he could have enough. Confidence manipulated the outcome of the match, allowing Malfoy to win, once again making a lot of money in the game.

Unexpectedly, an unintelligible accident happened.

Bagman was drenched in cold sweat, and the watch in his hand tightened his wrist uncomfortably, which made him feel uncomfortable. stand up.

Annoyed, he tugged his black tie away.

"Maybe there is something wrong with our warriors, let me ask." Bagman took a deep breath, and then said to the referees at the table, "This is also to give the audience who support us a satisfaction. reply.

' he added, and ran quickly towards Malfoy, who was still lingering on the shore.

At this point, the audience in the auditorium almost began to whisper, discussing Malfoy's bizarre behavior.

"A coward! I think he just doesn't dare." A Ravenclaw girl said broodingly, seeming to be dissatisfied with him.

It seems that Pansy's actions last time greatly dampened Malfoy's relationship with girls. This must be one of the victims of Pansy's poisonous tongue.

"What we see is not necessarily true, because our eyes may deceive ourselves at any time." A hazy, aria-like female voice came from the seat behind the girl.

"Oh, crazy girl? You're still talking for him? Do you really think he's a friend after dancing with someone else?" The girl turned her head to look at Luna, stabbed her, and then immediately turned around When he came back, he seemed unwilling to say a word to her.

Luna was in the limelight at the Christmas ball, which seemed to make her not-so-good popularity even worse. Most of the girls were jealous, and some boys wanted to talk to her after the ball, and they would be very quick. She was persuaded to quit by her thoughts that ordinary people often cannot understand.

"Sometimes virtue can reflect a person's worth more than extraordinary ingenuity." Luna said lightly, then closed her eyes, her eyelids covered her gray eyes, as if leaning against a chair to start After taking a nap, there was a sweet smile on his slightly pale face, maybe he dreamed of a horned snoring beast.

At this time, Bagman has rushed to Malfoy.

He panted and asked, "Why haven't you entered the water?" Then he approached his ear: "Is there any difficulty? Tell me, and I can help you."

Malfoy looked around in a panic, shook his body, and tried his best to calm himself down.

He responded to Bagman's previous sentence, but turned a deaf ear to the next sentence: "The game is just for us warriors to get back what we treasure most. Is it expressly stipulated that we must dive into the water?" He said slowly. .

"But if you don't go into the water, how can you get it back!" Bagman said with heavy breathing, which could also be described as a roar. His temples were even swollen because of his anxiety now, and his veins were exposed.

"That's not something I need to explain." Malfoy gave him a sidelong glance, and said leisurely, the nervousness seemed to have left him.

He is no longer as flustered as before.

Of course, the equally nervous Bagman didn't notice Malfoy's current anomaly from beginning to end.

"So it is." Dumbledore's blue eyes narrowed slightly, the fingertips of his slender hands were tightly pressed together, placed on the golden tablecloth in front of him, and he looked at everything that happened on the shore lightly.

He pushed his half-moon-shaped lenses, as if the frame had loosened a bit. The lenses on the bridge of his nose were refracting the faint light brought by the sun, and the sun had now quietly highlighted the dark clouds.

The old man muttered to himself, he had roughly guessed the truth of the matter.

Dumbledore's power of observation is quite strong, and among wizards, there are few wizards with complete logic and wisdom.

Malfoy's little "feminine" movements just now could be seen clearly in his eyes, such as stepping on his toes from time to time, looking at the ground or surroundings unconfidently, and shaking his body with his hands behind his back.

This is completely different from the boys he had dealt with before.

Because the boy was so mature that it was frightening, his eyes often showed only confidence and determination, and he also had some undisguised ambitions, but he was not gloomy.

Obviously, there is only one answer, the identities of the hostages and warriors were swapped before the game started.

While most of the other people were not familiar with the warriors themselves, another "hostage" was also staying underwater, which made their tactic successful.

Of course, Dumbledore didn't plan to do much, he still kept a warm smile, turned his eyes away, and smiled at the bottomless black lake, as if his sharp eyes could penetrate it.