[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Under Dumbledore's half-moon-shaped glasses, although there was a kind smile on the pair of glasses, Lambert felt that it was more of a clear understanding that pierced the heart.

Perhaps since he decided to come to Dumbledore, he has spread out his identity in front of the headmaster.

"I'm sorry to disturb you so late, Mr. Dumbledore, but I really can't find any suitable opportunity to say this." Lambert smiled, and looked at him without fear, because he was extremely I firmly believe that this principal does not have any mind-reading function.

No matter how against the sky, can he still surpass the mind reading technique?

Dumbledore led him to a table, and made a gesture of willingness to hear him go on.There are photos of previous principals hanging on the surrounding walls. Many people in nightgowns hugged pillows or staggered on stools or tables, and couldn’t help complaining:

"How can there be students who don't sleep at night and come to you?"

"God is it a Slytherin?"

……

Lambert felt that he had vaguely tricked Slytherin again.

— Fortunately, he is used to it.

Lambert took out a newspaper that had been folded in half several times from his pocket. There was a section in it that reported the theft from Gringotts. He tried hard to make the corners of his mouth look more sincere:

"I guess this lost thing is the Philosopher's Stone, sir."

In fact, he didn't want to make his purpose appear so direct, but he really couldn't find any euphemistic way.Dumbledore didn't expect that a first-year student would come to him to talk about the Philosopher's Stone.

In other words, even if we wanted to talk, shouldn't we start with Peverell?

Even Dumbledore, who was accustomed to various chat routines, had never seen such a straightforward and straightforward student.This made him quiet for a while after Lambert finished speaking, and then asked with some doubts:

"Excuse me, Mr. Lambert, or should I call you Mr. Peverell, how do you know about the Philosopher's Stone?"

A first-year student should not have known this.

Lambert raised his head to look at the dome of the principal's office, then still raised his head slightly, but his eyes fell to meet Dumbledore's, he pondered for a while, and said:

"It's a long story, sir."

Perhaps the story begins with a vulgar 'long long time ago' routine.

The importance of the Philosopher's Stone has to start with the Peverell family.But it seems inappropriate to shake so many things at Dumbledore?

When Lambert was picking out the unspeakable things in his mind, the old pocket watch on his chest spoke:

"Let me tell you."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment. He thought that what he saw should be a photo that carried some memories or habits of his former master, but he never expected that what this first-year Slytherin took out was a Horcrux.

Yes, the Horcrux, this thing that only stays in the concept - he believes that even if it is changed to anyone standing here at this moment, they will not realize what the existence of this thing is, at most they will be surprised by the picture of the dial on this pocket watch Characters remember a lot.

Lambert saw an amazing scene again. When Dumbledore was praising the old pocket watch, he picked up the pocket watch. Igger whispered something, and then Dumbledore was like a leaky ball, and he was caught by the same Sucked into this pocket watch.

Lambert:! ! !

Obviously, I came to the principal's office to talk about the Philosopher's Stone and Professor Quirrell. Why did I end up killing the principal?

No, it was my ancestors who lost the principal?

Lambert was stunned.

In the surrounding portraits, those elderly people who did not sleep well yawned constantly during their chatting to show their sense of presence, and issued orders to evict guests in a special way.

At the moment when Dumbledore disappeared, there was a collective silence for a few seconds, and then the man in the middle was silent for a while, turning his head to look at the portrait next to him:

"This Slytherin just took out a Horcrux?"

"Yes, a Horcrux can affect whoever touches it—at least as far as I understand it. But Albus isn't someone who can be so easily affected."

of course.Lambert complained secretly in his heart. In fact, he wanted to find a way to photograph the communication between his ancestors and Dumbledore that spanned ages.

An epic meeting from a distant past with the greatest White Wizard of the modern era.

How fitting for a headline in the wizarding world.

"Boy, are you the heir of Peverell?" The man in one of the portraits yawned and waved his hand casually. His clothes had changed into neat wizard robes, and he seemed very interested in talking with Lan. Bert talked about this legendary mysterious family.

Lambert hasn't admitted it yet. Although he thinks that Dumbledore may know, he didn't expect the painting of the principal's office to be so exquisite. He blinked his green glasses, and a cute smile appeared on his delicate face:

"Sir, how did you make this guess?"

"Uh..." The portrait froze for a moment.Did he say Dumbledore told him?Occasionally the current headmaster of Hogwarts will exchange some innocuous issues with them, because these portraits of them are so loyal to the cause of Hogwarts that no one but Dumbledore can get what they want from them. Information.

"According to the legend of the wizarding world, your family story is not too secret, child." The person next to him answered in a timely manner, and relieved the wizard-robed headmaster who spoke first.

Lambert smiled, neither acknowledging nor denying.

"It's unbelievable that a first-year kid is so clever." The man in the wizard robe muttered softly. Through the blank space between the portraits, you can directly see who is in the frame next to it:

"Never underestimate the education of a pure-blood family, Armando, let alone a Slytherin." He was not surprised at the precocity of an 11-year-old child, and Lambert didn't want to think about it What has happened in the life of a principal.

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He just waited boredly for when the principal would be released from the pocket watch on the table, and by the way, he listened to the former principals chatting from Horcruxes to black magic to Peverell and finally to the decoration of the principal's office.

It can also be regarded as understanding the nagging skills of the elderly caused by poor sleep quality.

He couldn't help but diverge his thoughts to look at the decoration of the principal's office. His eyes turned around and then looked back. Lambert was thinking about whether he was a little idle.

Yes, obviously I came to the principal with great courage to talk about the Sorcerer's Stone. By the way, if there is a chance, I will secretly give Quirrell a small stumbling block, let Dumbledore's planning teachers know, and let a Death Eater in How dangerous it is to mess around in school.

As a result, it has now become a meeting time between two intergenerational elderly people, and he has nothing to do from beginning to end.

Let Lambert feel that he is here to be a background board-responsible for bringing the ancestor here, and then the ancestor meets Dumbledore, and then he takes the ancestor away.

...Like an old ancestor's dog leg.

However, Lambert was immersed in the pleasure of being idle with his back on the old ancestor. He felt that if the old ancestor was a little more critical and worked hard to live him for three to five hundred years, Harry probably wouldn't have anything to do with Voldemort in the future.

This kind of Dark Lord, the ancestors might be able to single out a hundred of them.

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After another half an hour, it was the second wave of sleep time for the old people's night sleep period. The voices of the portraits chatting gradually became quieter. Lambert noticed that the headmaster who asked him his identity put on his nightgown again and began Dozed off like pecking rice.

At this moment, Dumbledore's figure suddenly appeared in the office again.

He looked at Lambert with a smile, noticed the state of the surrounding portraits, lowered his voice and said:

"I've made it clear about you. Don't worry about the next thing, Ignotus will tell you what to do... I noticed that it's almost the school's gate time, I hope you can return to Slytherin in time Cellar. Sweet dreams, Lambert."

"Good night, I apologize again for the untimely interruption, Mr. Dumbledore." Lambert also lowered his voice, and was sent to the door of the principal's office by Dumbledore, took the pocket watch he handed over, and walked out.

Dumbledore sent him away with a smile, but after the door of the headmaster's office was closed, he stood there for a long time and couldn't get back his sleep.

He thought he had some clues about the speculation about whether the Dark Lord was still alive.

Horcrux... He looked at the door of the principal's office in front of him.Although he was ready to fight against the Dark Lord for a long time, he didn't expect that the breakthrough would be in Slytherin.

Yes, he once thought it was a pity that Harry entered Hogwarts, but judging from what happened in the past few months, maybe Slytherin could give Harry some unexpected help.

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Lambert, who rushed back to the dormitory at the moment of turning off the lights, patted his beating heart because of the rapid movement, and threw a team invitation to Draco who was about to sleep:

"Hey, do you want to know what's in that room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor?"

Although I haven't had time to communicate with Igger on the road, what exactly I talked about with Dumbledore, but it doesn't prevent Lambert from letting himself go from today.

Draco made the bed listlessly, glanced at him when he heard the words, and replied indifferently:

"Need I remind you? Lambert, our labor education hasn't been completed yet, can you learn to make trouble less? Hmm?"

Because he was not in a high mood, his words still carried that kind of laziness after he said them, especially the rising tone at the end, which stretched and twisted the breath into the air.

"You can directly say that your immature body contains the soul of an old man, so you can't keep up with the rhythm of young people like us." The excitement in Lambert's heart could not be shared with others, so he had to use this almost trouble-seeking way Way to let off steam.

He was about to make a fortune by relying on the Philosopher's Stone, and he was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep thinking about it. Draco would not understand the feeling of being a winner in life who had already stood at the top of the first film.

Draco laughed a few times expressionlessly, and raised the corners of his lips mockingly:

"I don't know what misunderstanding you have about the term young people, Lambert, if you have excess energy, I can suggest that Professor Snape extend your labor education."

"Look at the dragon?" Lambert didn't answer his words. If he and Draco persisted in fighting each other, Lambert admitted that he was inferior to others in terms of ginseng attack.

Draco turned his head to look at him quickly: "What did you say?"

"I said, if you change the adventure to the corridor on the fourth floor to watch the birth of a dragon, are you interested?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Lambert: Hmph, I know you are blunt, and why you don't want to violate the school rules is an excuse.

Draco: ...what did you say?The wind was so strong that I couldn't hear it.

Harry: Hey, shameless upstairs.

Hagrid: You can be as high as you want, why bring my cutie into it?