[HP]Love and Hogwarts

He rushed in, but he didn't even think about meeting and asking. Lockhart was so crowded that even a fly couldn't get in. Kahn asked himself that he was not a fly, and he didn't have the skills of a fly. Seeing that Lian Lockhart was surrounding him, She couldn't see what Hart looked like, so she could only give up with a lot of self-knowledge.

Kahn was bored and stood at the door waiting for Malfoy to come. He even tried to squeeze in several times to take a look, but was squeezed out again before he could even break through the perimeter.

When Malfoy finally arrived, her neatly arranged hair and clothes had become a mess, as if she had rolled on the ground.

"Did you spend the summer with the wildlings?" Malfoy used his index finger to pick up the hair tie that was about to slip off her hair with disgust, and commented viciously.

Kahn thought about Andy for a moment, nodded with lingering fear and said, "It's worse than you said."

"..." He was silent for a second, decisively ignored her words, turned around, and introduced to the man behind him who was just as arrogant as him: "This is the Kahn Novia I told you, she took the last exam The first in age. -Kahn, this is my father, Lucius Malfoy."

The identical gray eyes of Lucius and Draco glanced at Kahn indifferently. After seeing her face, he paused, then looked away, looked at Malfoy calmly and said, "No need to remind me again." You can’t even get first place again.”

Malfoy's father has a mouth as vicious as his own, Kahn thought to himself as he glanced at Malfoy who opened his mouth to say something and then swallowed it.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, nice to meet you. Draco often tells me about you." After all, he is also the father of a friend. Even though he was deliberately ignored, Kahn still politely extended a hand to make peace. He said hello.

"Oh - you have a good relationship? He actually let a girl like you call him by his name." Lucius first looked at Malfoy and said slowly as if warning, then he casually handed over his hand, using only his fingertips. He touched her hand and quickly took it back, as if it would be stained with something dirty if it were slower.

What he said was really annoying. Draco, who was usually self-centered, didn't dare to say a word in front of his father. Kahn blinked and retracted his outstretched hand, but he didn't do what the nervous-looking Draco thought he would do. Very angry, he just nodded and said, "Well, Draco and I are friends."

——She didn’t even care about his attitude at all.

Draco froze beside Lucius for a while, and finally a thin layer of blush slowly rose on his pale face. He lowered his head to avoid Lucius's sight, and secretly sent Kahn a touching message. Eyes.

"Really?" he said calmly. Although it was a question, it was condescending and there was no trace of questioning in it.

Here it comes again, this strange feeling in his words. Kahn raised his head and looked at him carefully. From the long platinum hair to the gray arrogant eyes, everything was normal and nothing was wrong. But she was sure that even though he had been covering it up with an arrogant tone, he still could not hide the hint of surprise and doubt in his voice.

I just met one of my son's classmates in Diagon Alley. What's there to be confused about?

"What are you looking at? Does something look wrong with me?" Lucius asked with a slightly unkind tone, his eyes narrowed.

"No, you look fine." Kahn shook her head and said obediently, then turned to Draco: "I'll wait for you inside first." After saying that, she opened the door and left without giving them another look. Entered Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, leaving the father and son outside.

Malfoy ran in after a while. His father didn't follow him and he didn't know where he went. As soon as he walked to Kahn, he breathed a big sigh of relief and said as if after the disaster: "I didn't expect it to go like this. Fortunately, I warned him in advance." - Judging from what he said, it seems that Lucius's ability to ridicule people just now has not been used to one-tenth.

Kahn pulled out a standard level two book of spells from the bookshelf, flipped through a few pages and held it in his arms. Hearing what he said, he thought about Lucius's appearance just now, and said with strange focus: "Your father is tall." Better than you."

Malfoy knocked Kahn's head dissatisfied, trying to get her to take her words back.

Just as they climbed to the second floor to select Lockhart's seven books, there was noisy movement downstairs. Kahn poked his head down from the handrail on the second floor, and happened to see a face of soot, like Harry, who looked like he had just finished digging, was held in the arms of a handsome man with blond hair like waves.

In front of them was a reporter from the Daily Prophet taking pictures. The flash of light when the shutter button was pressed made Kahn's eyes feel sore after looking at it for a while, and he quickly looked away.

The next second she withdrew her gaze, Lockhart's voice came to her ears and said loudly to everyone: "Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am extremely happy and proud to announce that this September, I will become Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

oh! Professor Snape still failed to win this year. ——As soon as he finished speaking, this sentence popped into Kahn's mind.

This is not the point. The point is that she suddenly understood. No wonder the textbooks were all his books. It turned out that it was not that the books had any secrets (perhaps they did), but just because they were written by him. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lockhart is quite confident in his book. Even if ordinary people can do this, they often don't have the shamelessness to do it.

Kahn looked at him with interest for a while, and suddenly remembered that this student seemed to be a Ravenclaw graduate. Could it be that the Defense Against the Dark Arts course had a fatal attraction for Ravenclaw?

Malfoy didn't care about the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. All he could see was Harry's miserable state. He immediately cursed in a low voice, stopped buying the book, and angrily threw it on the ground and walked downstairs.

Kahn did not follow. She lay on the armrest on the second floor, occupying an excellent viewing seat, thinking that it was not a big deal to watch the excitement - Malfoy was overcome by jealousy again.

"You must really like this, Potter?" Malfoy said. "Even entering a bookstore can't help but make front-page news."

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't want that!" A red-haired girl next to Harry glared at Malfoy. It seemed that she was Ron's youngest sister. Judging from the way she was glaring at Malfoy, she might also be sorted into Gryffindor. Kahn nodded secretly and thought.

"Potter, you found a girlfriend!" Malfoy said in a deliberately long tone. Before Harry could refute, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the second floor, shouting to the top: "Kahn, look, Potter's girlfriend."

Harry looked up sharply, Kahn was here too?

"Hi, Harry." Kahn greeted him casually on the second floor. Harry's face instantly turned red and he stammered in explanation: "No, no, Ginny is just me, my friend."

Before Kahn could reply, Malfoy interrupted him, "Why did you call him his name! What if you get stuck by such a person who has no self-awareness." He said to Kahn.

"Because I am friends with Harry now, of course I have to call him that." Kahn looked at Malfoy in confusion, his eyes seeming to say that you don't understand such a simple truth.

Malfoy's reaction was so great that he almost jumped up on the spot: "What?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Malfoy. Who Kahn wants to be friends with is her own business!" Harry put away the smile he just showed and said coldly to Malfoy.

"You have no right to talk to me!" Malfoy also stared at him with the same tough attitude.

Kahn was still watching them from the second floor, feeling that this scene was really boring and childish. He was lazily thinking about how to talk to Lockhart to discuss it, when the door of the bookstore was opened again. Malfoy's father arrived, and with his arrival, the Weasley family and Hermione also stood behind Harry.

What happened next was beyond Kahn's knowledge. Malfoy's father first showed Kahn that Malfoy was indeed telling no lies, and made vicious comments about the Weasley family without any mercy. He also turned the topic around Hermione's Muggle parents in a sly manner.

The next second he mocked the Grangers, Mr. Weasley rushed towards Lucius. Suddenly, Ginny's cauldron flew up, the store was in chaos, and dozens of books flew around the store. Flying back and forth, Fred and George shouted excitedly: "Hit him, Dad!" Mrs. Weasley screamed: "Don't do this, Arthur, don't do this!"

The clerk persuaded miserably: "Gentlemen, please do it." But unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, until Hagrid opened the door and came in, carrying them one by one like a chicken. Pull away and this inexplicable farce is over.

Lucius said harsh words to them before leaving, then waved to Draco and rushed out of the store. Draco stood at the door and glanced hesitantly towards the second floor, but did not see Kahn. Could it be that she had quietly left just now?

"Draco, what are you waiting for? Hurry up." Lucius said. He had walked a long distance, and when he looked back, Draco was still in front of the store.

Draco looked around for the last time, but still didn't see where she had gone, so he had to respond quickly, turned around and ran towards Lucius. ——I’ll send you a paper crane later and ask.

The Weasley family, Hermione family, and Harry did not stay in the store any longer, and walked quickly to the street, "What a good leader for the children...fighting in public...what will happen to Gilderoy Lockhart?" Think..." Mrs. Weasley became furious and pointed at Mr. Weasley's chest and asked.

"He was so happy," said Fred. "Didn't you hear when we came out? He asked the guy at the Daily Prophet if he could put the fight in the report - he said it would cause sensation."

"..."

This matter was temporarily over, and they decided to go back to the Leaky Cauldron to tidy up, and use Floo powder to send the purchased items back to the Burrow. Before leaving, Harry went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore again, wanting to say hello to Kahn, but he didn't see her on either the second or first floor.

Maybe he left when the store was in chaos just now. He really shouldn't have spoken to Malfoy, so that he could at least have a few more words with her. Unable to find Kahn, Harry had to leave with Weasley and the others in frustration.

In the evening, an hour after the sale of Gilderoy Lockhart's autographs ended, the clerk finally cleared away the books piled on the ground and flying to various places on the first floor. He went up to the second floor with a dusting brush and saw the handrail. The books piled up like a mountain over there gave me a headache and just wanted to get off work immediately.

But if he didn't do work today, it wouldn't be less tomorrow, so he still worked hard to organize it. After he moved two or three times, he suddenly heard the sound of "clack-clack-clack" behind him as books fell out one after another. There was a dull sound as it hit the ground.

Isn't he the only one in the store now? He immediately turned his head in fright, just in time to look at Kahn who was sitting among a pile of books - now she could no longer recognize the way she looked when she first went out in the morning. She was wearing wrinkled clothes and was so long. The fluffy blond hair around her waist, which was originally tightly tied back by a red hairband, has long since disappeared. The curls are hanging down on the books stacked behind her, on her chest, and on her arms.

His forehead was hit by something unknown, and blood flowed down his forehead, wetting half of his face. Under the pair of long and thick eyelashes, a pair of green eyes were as light as the mist in the forest in the early morning under the white light. It was obvious that she had not reacted to the situation at this time and looked completely confused and confused.

"Oh my god! My dear, are you okay?" When he saw that it was a child, the clerk immediately put away his vigilance, hurriedly ran to her side and knelt down, greeting her with concern. I was relieved when I heard her say it was okay. Looking at her face that was still so dazzling that I couldn't ignore it, I asked angrily and distressedly: "Who did this? It's too much!"

"...Thank you for your concern." She looked at him quietly and politely thanked him out of habit. Her brain, which had just woken up from a coma, was still too confused to react. After a while, she slowly raised a black-covered, tattered-looking notebook in her right hand.

"I remembered, this was the one that suddenly flew up from downstairs and hit me."