Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

"Crow, can you understand? Can you understand? I want Voldemort to live a life worse than death. I want him to taste the most painful taste in the world - so that I can forgive myself and forget my hometown, forget Those who died innocently and tragically.”

"Crow, please help me. Help me."

Crow's throat was choked. He wanted to speak, but couldn't. He sat helplessly in the corner, tears rolling down his face.

If he doesn't understand Hermione's grief, he just can't bear Hermione's hatred.

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." Crow choked and said, "I can't do it, Hermione, just give up..."

"No, Crow, don't say depressing words. You know, Crow, I am a noble witch. I have great strength. I can destroy Voldemort. I have enough power to avenge myself. I can make those evil black people All magic will be punished. As long as you are willing to help me, I will give you unimaginable glory and wealth. I can send you to Azkaban, Malfoy Manor, and I can also send you to England to live a luxurious life. life...

"No, I don't need anything." Crow shook his head and said, "I'm sorry..."

"I don't believe it," Hermione said. "You can't lie to me."

"Really, Hermione." Crow said with tears, "I can't harm other people anymore, otherwise more innocent people will suffer. I...I hope you can leave this castle. I promise , I will always bury what happened today in my heart.”

"Crow, my friend." Hermione softened her tone and said softly, "You misunderstood me, Crow. I don't intend to hurt anyone, I just want to stay here for a while and wait for Voldemort to completely collapse before I can leave. .That’s a good thing.”

"No..." Crow said tremblingly, "No... Hermione, listen to me, you can't stay here."

Hermione's eyes suddenly became cold and cruel, full of cruelty. She grabbed Crow's shirt and asked sternly: "Tell me, where do you want me to go? Tell me, Crow!"

Crow waved his hands in panic. He wanted to run away from Hermione, but his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move.

"Don't blame me." Hermione's voice became deeper and deeper, "I'm just too lonely."

"Hermione, don't do this again," Crow begged. He felt Hermione's palms roaming around his neck... Her hands were as cold as a piece of iron.

"No... you must promise me, my friend." She said, "If it were not for revenge, I would have died long ago. But there is no way I can kill Voldemort. I just want to find a quiet place Spend the rest of your life. What about you? Do you have such plans?"

Crow shook his head desperately, not daring to look at Hermione. He knew that no matter how hard he struggled, he would never be Hermione's match.

"Don't be afraid, Crow." Hermione stroked his wet blond hair, "We can form an alliance.'11

Crow was stunned for a moment. He looked at Hermione blankly, wondering why she said this.

"Don't you like Voldemort? Don't you hate him?" Hermione asked.

Crow shook his head, then nodded, 1.3 He didn't know how to answer Hermione's words. He knew that Voldemort had done many bad things, but he couldn't imagine if Hermione would be merciful to Voldemort.

"I don't know," he said.

Hermione sighed softly and released her hands from Crow's collar.

Crow gasped.

"I think we could be partners, Crow." Hermione said, "You'll help me, right?"