[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

In the auditorium the next day, all the Slytherin first-years knew the fact that the relationship between Lambert and Draco had fallen to a freezing point.

Because their cute savior was caught in the middle of the dilemma, the whole Slytherin table could be seen.

Pansy, with short black hair, counted with his fingers and Daphne that this is the first time they have broken up. Zabini heard Lambert's suggestion to change dormitories, and glanced at Draco's face—the light blonde The nobleman was slowly buttering a square piece of bread with a knife, with a calm expression as if the person who said he wanted to change dormitories was not his roommate.

But the person who made the request had no expression on his face, but anyone with a discerning eye could detect something was wrong, because during the process of Harry's finishing breakfast, no matter what he said, as long as one of the two spoke up, the other would be silent.

Blaise thought about it, anyway, he was not the one who was busy preparing to move things - Lambert had already contracted all the things when the two of them changed dormitories, seeing Draco's indifferent look, he should down.

The moment he agreed, Draco paused as he spread the butter, then continued the process smoothly.

After Harry tried hard a few times, each repeated the question and listened to the answer, he felt tired and unloved.He quickly picked up the pumpkin juice on the table and drank it, picked up his textbooks and got up, planning to go to class first.

As a result, Lambert also quickly stuffed the rest of the sandwich into his mouth, took the book from his lap, and walked out following his footsteps.

"Okay, now I can ask our dear Master Malfoy, what did you say to make him so angry?" Although Pansy complained to him many times since Draco entered Hogwarts It's like a different person, and his temper is also a little unpredictable.But Blaise feels that some things have not changed, such as his language talent that is always changing and detrimental.

If Draco's mouth sprayed poison on him, he might have overturned the friendship boat with this guy. Sometimes he doesn't know how Lambert endures. As far as endurance is concerned, he feels that Lambert Bert beat all Slytherin first years.

Too bad he wasn't even as sympathetic as a pinky fingernail, and in the end, he was naturally on Draco's side as well.

Draco glanced at the companion who pretended to be accusing him in a joking tone, and he twitched his lips and responded lazily:

"I've always been like this. Instead of asking me, why don't you ask him why he suddenly has a sensitive and slender heart like a girl?"

Blaise nodded kindly: "Sure enough, you said the wrong thing."

Draco looked at him in some confusion, his thin lips curled up in a mocking arc, and he raised his chin and asked:

"Sorry—I didn't hear you. What did you say? Did I say something wrong? What's wrong with me, Blaise?"

Blaise clicked his tongue twice, amazed at the thickness of his skin.

On the other side, Harry, who was walking on the way to class, looked at Lambert helplessly: "Okay, what's the reason this time?"

Lambert cleared his throat, and replied righteously: "There is a saying in China called 'differences do not conspire with each other'. I have no common topics with him in terms of world outlook, outlook on life, and values, so it is what you are looking at now. Arrived."

The green eyes under Harry's glasses, who had never taken an ideological and political class, were full of bewilderment.

He stretched out his hand to push up the glasses with round lenses that had slipped slightly on the bridge of his nose, and said with difficulty, "Can you explain it more clearly?"

"To be clear, I don't want to be roommates with him." Lambert answered him briskly, especially when he thought that he would spend most of his time with the heir to the Malfoy family, he really wanted to stand Celebrate by setting off firecrackers at the top of Hogwarts Castle.

Harry: ...Is there any difference between saying it and not saying it?Didn't he ask why?

He gave up his plan to pry the words out of Lambert, and turned to another one: "Hagrid asked me to visit his hunting lodge this Wednesday, do you want to come with me?"

Lambert calculated his time and nodded.Although the goalkeeper of the big giant blood was a little careless, he was generally friendly.

The most important thing for him now is to get the Philosopher's Stone first and get rid of Professor Quirrell.

Speaking of this, he looked Harry up and down with a strange expression, what a pity, he is not yet of age, and he cannot be allowed to donate blood for free.

Harry made his back feel inexplicably chilled by his gaze, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Lambert waved his hand. At that time, both of them walked to the door of the classroom, so they stopped chatting and began to do pre-class preview.

-

When Lambert walked back to the Slytherin cellar in the afternoon, he habitually turned somewhere to open the door, looked up and paused, then turned his footsteps and walked further into the corridor, almost forgetting the fact that he changed dormitories.

After properly using the magnifying spell and the shrinking spell, it became a very convenient and simple thing to pack and tidy up—he didn't have much, but he ignored the fact that guys from pure-blooded families like Slytherin could have Pay more attention to appearance.

To put it simply, he spent all his afternoon packing and changing places for Blaise, while his own things only took 10 minutes, and they were packed up and shrunk down into a bag and hung on Big Cat.

Relying on the fact that no one can understand his language, he chatted with the big cat next to him in Chinese while walking:

"Follow the young master to travel the world tonight, and show you the king of dogs, are you afraid?"

Big Meow walked beside him with small, reserved steps, and immediately raised his chin when he heard what he said——when he got along with the local tyrant Malfoy, he learned the arrogance of the other party:

"Hmph, how can I be afraid of a mere dog? Could it be you who are afraid?"

Lambert glanced down at it, and replied calmly: "Well, just don't be afraid. Let me ask you a question, do you have anything that can play music? It's best for classical music."

"There are special items!" Big Meow said and raised his head again, with a very proud look, which made Lambert suspect that this guy walked with his chin to see the road.

Speaking of special items, Lambert decided to get into Big Meow's closet to find any useful props after returning home.

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Twelve midnight.

Harry seemed a little excited because he shared the dormitory with Lambert, and he kept talking to him about today's Quidditch training, and he also carried the weird conversations with Ron every time he ran into him on the road.

Lambert once thought that he had no time to sneak out tonight. Fortunately, Harry followed the law of the biological clock at twelve o'clock, and his voice became quieter as he spoke, and finally turned into a steady and long breathing sound.

Lambert got up and put on a sweater for himself. The temperature in Hogwarts around November is close to zero. Even if there is a fire with enough heat in the room, walking in the corridor for a few minutes in the middle of the night will quickly cause cold hands and feet. situation.

His own invisibility cloak still has some functions of keeping warm. He touched his wand, put on a pocket watch, squatted on his shoulder with a big cat, and just like this, he started another night tour on the Hogwarts campus in the dark with the Marauder's Map.

The faint light coming from the tip of his wand was his only source of light.

At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

A door opened and closed quietly. The big dog in the room was sleeping soundly. It smelled something, and opened its drooping eyelids. The three heads looked left and right suspiciously, but didn't see anything. Then, he sniffed again, propped himself up with his forelimbs, and moved forward again.

When he saw the huge dog, Lambert felt the big cat on his shoulder stiffen into a cat sculpture.

Well, it's really not cowardly at all.

But seeing that the head in the middle was about to come together, he could only move his shoulders and urge Big Meow to get out the props.

…Then the dog saw a snow-white kitten suddenly popping out on the ground.

The big eyes of the orange light bulb came up to look at the white cat. It grinned, and the saliva dripped down in front of the big cat, scaring a certain giant cat with its hair on its spine. Seeing something, he stood in mid-air out of thin air.

This time it was the dog's turn to be stupefied, and watched with his own eyes how a kitten managed to stand up out of thin air. Its three heads and six big eyes were a little dazed, and it actually took a step back.

Lambert: ...How is its guts worthy of its size?

There is no doubt that if these three-headed dogs could speak human words, they might have yelled 'Damn' at this scene!

He whispered to remind the cat that was pulling on his head:

"Props, hurry up, wait for it to react, you don't have enough teeth for a mouth like you."

Maybe it was frightened by the tragic ending of Lambert's teeth, Big Miao held back a big move without saying a word:

I saw a large upside-down crystal bowl at the far end of the room—Anyway, Lambert didn’t think it looked like a music box. The beautiful crystal music box had beautiful patterns on the surface, and a handle on the side was rotating. A string of crisp music began to reverberate in the room.

The big dog, who was not clear-headed enough and was frightened by a cat star, suddenly felt his head became dizzy again, and he even forgot to pursue another strange smell in his nose.

The music was ringing, and a figure wearing red dancing shoes appeared on the plane of the crystal music box, standing on tiptoe with one foot, the long red streamer wrapped around the straight leg in a beautiful arc in the air, and the other foot Curved back and forth, the camera goes up:

The person in the beautiful and delicate red dance dress has a delicate and gentle face, short light yellow hair softly attached to the ears, and a big red bow tie on the head——

However, those blue eyes that were supposed to be gentle were full of anger at the moment, especially when this person found that his body was still turning around unconsciously!

Who will explain to him what this spinning, jumping, eyes-closed ghost pose is now!What kind of sissy skirt is this?The thighs are chilly from stepping on a horse.

His murderous eyes fell on the previous position. The frightened cat stood on the invisibility cloak that had fallen on the ground. It seemed that he had finally realized that the dog was asleep and posed no threat to it. Big Meow's rationality returned to the cage.

Then it turned its head and saw the jumping figure on the crystal music box with music playing beside him, with a pair of eyes that wished he could make himself into a cat!

Big Meow: "..." What if I accidentally turned a single prop into a full suit?

Lambert's face was livid: "..." He was suppressing the prehistoric power in his body.

Big Miao looked around for a while and looked back at him again: "..." I feel a little guilty.

Lambert's face was still ashen, and he even gritted his teeth: "..." If he wasn't worried about waking the dog up again, his roar at this moment would have toppled the top of the Hogwarts castle!

The scene was very embarrassing.

Big Meow finally remembered to liberate his master from this state. Lambert's clockwork-like body was freed. He stepped on the music box with his bare feet and raised his hand to lift the top of his forehead. Putting on the hairband, then turned around and picked up the Marauder's Map, went to the door to pick up the cloak and put it on, and pointed in his direction silently, with the intention of asking Big Meow to change the clothes back for him——

Then a finger poked something soft, and my chest still hurt a little.

Lambert looked down, petrified in place.

Who is going to tell him why it's fine if his body is taller, and what's more, he has completely changed his gender?

He said that the skirt is so tight under it, it's so cold, the egg doesn't feel constricted——

Damn, where's his brother? !

Big Meow: ...! ! !

It followed Lambert's gaze when he lowered his head before, and when he looked up, he realized that something was wrong. At this moment, it looked at Lambert, who seemed to be petrified by his sudden degeneration, and his little heart thumped. Now take out the default female model of the system, it should use Lambert's 20-year-old saved body!

Lambert was overly frightened, moved away from Shizhen in a trance, and looked at the cat at his feet, his light blue eyes were full of indifference, but the big cat seemed to see ten thousand ways to die.

Its black eyes were full of innocence, and it opened its mouth with difficulty, and asked in a low voice twice with a 'haha':

"... Isn't it a surprise?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Draco: Well, isn't it a surprise?

Ron: Well, isn't it a surprise?

Gryffindor + Slytherin: Wow, what a surprise!

Harry: ... silently sympathizing with Lambert in the corner.

Lambert: Don't stop me!I slaughtered this cat! !