[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Lockhart has been in a coma, and Crystal almost thought he was going to see Merlin.

It was noon on the fifth day, and she pushed open the wooden door of the attic as usual, and the dried goods piled up under the window gave off the scent of dried radish due to the sunlight.Lockhart closed his eyes tightly, taking Mr. Antle's blood-boosting agent, his face was no longer pale, and his lips were also light red.He still didn't wake up, Christo sighed in disappointment, she went and came back, and shouted unwillingly: "Gidero!"

The "corpse" lying on the bed moved visibly, and his frowning eyebrows seemed to show his dissatisfaction with the noise.

Christo's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she ran out of the room, leaned on the balcony and yelled loudly: "Mr. Antle, he's awake! Wake up!" She ran back joyfully, the little The palm slapped Lockhart's face: "Get up! Big straw! Get up!"

"Oh..." Lockhart let out a groan of pain as he opened his gray-blue eyes.

"Big straw..." Chris choked up, she had thousands of words to say, but at this moment she didn't know what to say first.

Mr. Antle happened to arrive at the door, and Christo obediently gave up his seat.

Fortunately, such a serious injury did not leave any sequelae other than ugly scars. When Mr. Antle came to the conclusion that Lockhart would fully recover in three days, Christo almost I'm about to jump up and applaud.

Seeing that both of them had smiles and tears on their faces, Mr. Antle used the Flying Curse to summon the potion he had prepared earlier, and thoughtfully went downstairs.

Christo held the medicine bowl, and slammed it down on Lockhart's lips: "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you being a big idiot, I would have been almost eaten by a vampire! You'd better pass out! Then For many days... three ribs were broken, and there was a big hole in the chest... Sleeping for so long, I... I almost thought..." When she opened her mouth, she was full of anger, and when she spoke, her voice gradually lowered to the point of crying Can't live.

With a pale face, Lockhart coughed violently, a little of the medicine spilled out, staining his white shirt, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes: "Ah, my Dorothy, aren't we all still alive? I am so happy to see you."

Christo couldn't hold back her emotions anymore, her nose was sore, her eyes became hot, and tears rolled down. She looked at Lockhart's weak smile, held back her tears, and picked up the wand to remove the stain. "I'm not Dorothy, I'm Crystal—" She took her wand and wrote her name in the air, "I remembered it at that time."

Lockhart was slightly taken aback, and then raised his hand to pinch her puffy little face: "Okay, Christo. Actually, I still think Dorothy sounds better." He saw Christo staring at him , quickly changed his words and said: "Congratulations, kid, at least you don't have to die in Chapter 2." He giggled and asked again, "Where are we now?"

Christo had just told him about the past few days in detail, when a snow-white owl staggered in.

"Anqi!" Christo hugged it in surprise, and untied the big package hanging from its paw.

"Oh, Peach—Christopher, what is this?" Lockhart looked confused.

"A gift for you, dear Gildero!" Christophe said word by word, and she showed a very sincere and warm smile.She fed Angie a few almonds, and the little guy pecked at the nuts and at the palm of her hand before flying away.

"For me?" Lockhart was a little surprised, the package didn't look light.

"Yes!" Christo opened the package next, and took out one by one—"Standard Spells, Elementary", "On the Pronunciation of Commonly Used Spells and How to Wield a Magic Wand", "Practical Spells for Defense Against the Dark Arts" Daquan", "Flitwick teaches you how to speak clearly"...

Lockhart stared dumbfounded at the spell book that suddenly covered his sight. Before he could say a word, the little girl in front of him was already stern, as strict as a middle-aged female teacher: "From today onwards, Jide Luo Lockhart, please improve your idiot attributes. Even if you are really an idiot, you have to treat me as an idiot with connotations! I don’t want to be dragged down by your lame spells to meet Merlin! " She leaned down suddenly, and her royal blue eyes scrutinized his expression carefully. When she showed a sweet smile again, Lockhart trembled involuntarily, "If you don't want to, I will let everyone British wizards know about our happy trip to Romania!"

"Oh, my lovely Dorothy - no, I mean Kristall, in fact, you see I'm past the time to learn these spells -" Lockhart blinked slyly, and did not move. He pushed all the books aside sensually, "Besides, I just woke up now..."

"Mr. Antle has already connected your bones, and the big hole in your chest has been repaired, you are just weak now." Christo said calmly like a little adult, "It's okay, I There is always a way for you to study hard.”

Lockhart yelled badly in his heart.

Sure enough, in less than half a day, he first unpreparedly drank the potion sent by Christo, which is said to be the potion for recuperating the body made by Mr. Antle, and the scabies on his face turned out to be as big as that of a knight bus. The young man is also fierce.Christo threatened to let these disgusting little things grow forever, so he had to open "Standard Spells, Beginner".Soon he discovered that he was actually being watched, and the owl named Angie was guarding his bedside every step of the way. Whenever he lost his mind, it would peck him fiercely a few times.

He drank medicine for three days back and forth, and read books for three days. Christo occasionally came to trouble him, but most of the time was spent in the first small room on the left.The beauty of the potion made Christo unforgettable.She thought of Stan's words, and wondered what kind of person Hogwarts' Potions teacher would be, would he be as kind and kind as Mr. Antle?The more she thought about it, the more she yearned for it, and she was full of joy.

The newly learned potion has been brewed, and Christo wants to ask Mr. Antle to take a look at it for her.Mr. Antle has a unique set of views on potions. He once added a little white chrysanthemum to the boiled potion because of Lockhart's long-term use of perm agents. Christo was too young and inexperienced. So always ask him for advice.

She ran to the study happily, and heard Lockhart's loud voice before opening the door.

"How did you do it! You even tricked the vampire's sense of smell!"

Christo replied with a smile: "Of course it's because the potion boiled by Mr. Antle covered up the smell of blood!" She walked in triumphantly, blinking her eyes like a child begging for candy, "Look at me Is that right?"

Mr. Antle laughed: "Not bad."

Lockhart pulled Christo to sit down: "Kerry, guess what I found?" He smiled brightly and spoke in a very pleasant tone.

Christo couldn't think of the reason for a while, and Lockhart couldn't help but patted her forehead: "Do you still remember the powerful wizard I told you about killing vampires?"

Christo realized that it was Mr. Antle, her face suddenly collapsed, Gildero is not doing bad things again!She was in a dilemma, and she was a little angry. If she said it rashly, Mr. Antle would definitely be unhappy, and Gildero would be embarrassed by her... She stood up from her chair awkwardly: "Sir, then I will be there later come to you."

Mr. Antle looked at Lockhart puzzled: "What's wrong with Kristo?"

Lockhart showed his shining white teeth: "She must be jealous that I have taken over her learned Mr. Antle."

As a result, on this day, Christo couldn't find a chance to explain to Mr. Antle.She never expected that they would have to say goodbye to Antel early the next morning.Crystal stared at Lockhart tearfully - he hadn't said anything to her.When she was sitting on the train in the wizarding world, watching Mr. Antle's figure disappear into a dot, she turned her head and yelled at Lockhart viciously: "Big bastard! Don't you want to shamelessly snatch him again?" other people's achievements!"

Lockhart put down the "Standard Spells, Elementary" in his hand, and looked at her with a strange face: "What are you talking about, Christophe, I'm planning to write a biography for Mr. Take a picture of him—" Lockhart rummaged around and pulled out a picture of Mr. Antle smiling wisely and kindly.

Chris opened his mouth more.

"I know what you're thinking, kid, I can't go on being so shameless." Lockhart snorted softly, stretched out his hand to rub her bangs, and lowered his head to turn over the book.

Christo was a little embarrassed, fidgeted for a while, and said sorry in a loud voice.The corners of Lockhart's mouth curled up, in a very good mood.