[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

The next day.

All the newspaper headlines in the wizarding world were about Peter Pettigrew being captured at Hogwarts and Sirius Black being acquitted from Azkaban.

Daily Prophet: "Hogwarts Surprised by "Dead People"!" What happened that night 12 years ago? ! "

Wizard Weekly: "Peter Pettigrew's Trial-Take you into the truth 12 years ago"

However, what happened at Hogwarts is far from over. Because of the Chamber of Secrets incident, the school management has already intervened, and Dumbledore was collectively dismissed as the principal by the school management for failing to protect the students.

At the same time, Hagrid, the gamekeeper, was taken away to the Ministry of Magic for investigation, and was temporarily imprisoned in Azkaban.

One morning Harry was inundated with countless owl letters, most of them from various newspapers, but also some from various enthusiasts in the wizarding world.

Even Lambert was getting a lot of interview requests from the newspapers - just because of his tenuous blood relationship with Harry.

What, what do you think of Peter Pettigrew being the true servant of the Unspeakable?

How much do you know about Harry Potter's life experience?

Lambert: It's none of your business.

Harry had just been educated by Principal Dumbledore and Professor Snape last night about the truth about his parents' betrayal. He had already been tossed and turned, but when he got up in the morning and received such a large amount of information, he was a little dazed.

Lambert didn't eat a few bites of breakfast, and spent most of his time helping Harry sort the letters, including a personal letter from his new godfather who had just been released - Sirius Black.

Throughout the breakfast time, Harry once again refreshed his popularity at Hogwarts, and even Lambert felt the treatment of a man of the hour.

The eyes that looked at him from all directions were too scorching. Apart from announcing that he would inherit the Peverell family, he felt that his usual style was still very low-key.

Harry was overwhelmed by all kinds of news, but fortunately he was a Slytherin, even if he was a famous figure, and his estranged relationship with other houses prevented him from being suddenly caught in the corner by gossip while walking on the road. situation of concern.

But before he could tell Lambert about the Chamber of Secrets, Professor Snape announced that the annual college dormitory inspection was recently conducted.

Lambert spent the entire noon and afternoon after class moving things for Blaise, and then he found out in despair that Blaise had more stuff than last time.

I can't imagine what it would be like if this kind of life lasted for a few more years.

Because his body was hollowed out, he didn't go to his evening self-study directly, lying on the bed in the room and pretending to be dead.

Big Meow doesn't go out alone at night, and Lambert is worried that it will encounter a basilisk on the way back from the kitchen.So some late night snacks are gone, very sad.

Twenty past ten.

The door of the room was opened, and when Draco came in, he saw the person rolling on the big bed. There was no surprise in his silver-gray eyes, and he turned around and closed the door calmly.

"I wish I could hurry to next school year." Lambert put his hands under his head, squinting at the light-blond boy who came in, while Draco was reaching for the outermost wizard robe and throwing it on the small sofa , Tear off the tie around the neck.

Hearing Lambert's words, he raised his eyebrows. Before he could answer, he found that the other party sat up after seeing his movement, and reached out to make a stop movement to himself:

"Wait! Draco, can you get rid of this stinky habit of throwing clothes around, especially in the last two days."

Although the house elves will help them wash the dirty clothes in a fixed place every day, and send back the new clothes neatly folded every afternoon, other furnishings in their rooms are not within the range of the other party.

Judging by Draco's habit of throwing things around, Lambert bet that there might be some unwashed clothes in the corner of the room somewhere.

Especially to catch up with the recent school-wide dormitory inspection.

Although his own usual habits are not much better, his years of experience in dormitories made him understand how to deal with this kind of inspection.

I don't know why the school has the leisure to conduct a surprise inspection of the dormitory at this moment when Dumbledore has been dismissed. Lambert doesn't understand the brain circuits of professors very well.

Draco just glanced at him with a half-smile and lazily replied, "Don't try to tell me what to do, boy."

Lambert smiled and looked at him: "Look at my sincere eyes, believe me, no one except your future wife can't think of commanding you, Master Malfoy - just to deal with the inspection, if you don't want to be caught by Snape The professor named and criticized."

Draco chuckled lightly, folded his arms around his chest and was about to say something to him, his expression changed suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and drew out his wand at the same time, looking sharply at the shadow by the fireplace:

"Who's there? Get out!"

A small figure appeared in the air, and there appeared a house-elf rubbing the corner of the dirty cloth hanging on his body-it had very thin limbs, but a large head with big eyes and ears, and it was amazed at the moment. He looked at Draco's eyes guiltyly for a while, then looked down at the ground in fear, and said in a low voice:

"Good evening, little master... Dobby, Dobby, I'm sorry to disturb you... But little master shouldn't have found out that Dobby was here, Dobby hid it very well..."

"Why are you here? Father asked you to come?" Draco interrupted it impatiently, stuffed the wand back into the wand case on the side of his waist, and looked at it with his chin slightly raised.

Dobby seemed terrified by his attitude, widened his round eyes, looked at Lambert next to him, and wiped his hands with the hem of the dirty cloth:

"The master asked Dobby to come to Hogwarts to secretly protect the little master... But Dobby was discovered by the little master, and Dobby didn't meet the master's request... Oh my god..."

As it talked, its expression became very frightened, as if it had thought of something terrible, it raised its head and hit the brick corner of the fireplace with a "bang bang", and said while bumping:

"Dobby is a house-elf who can't do anything right... Dobby is as stupid as a pig..."

"Uh, Draco, there is such a movement in the dormitory at this time—" Lambert awkwardly pointed at the house elf who was slamming into the wall, and looked at Draco.

Draco's face became even worse, he seemed to have guessed his father's actions, maybe he wanted to get rid of the diary as a school manager when Dumbledore was not at school.

Because the Dark Mark on all the Death Eaters' arms has faded lately.

This means the Dark Lord is weakened again.

Coupled with the intensification of the Ministry of Magic's search for black magic items in private houses, the pressure on my father can be imagined.

Of course, there is another possibility, and that is that the diary gave some instructions to his father.

Whether Dobby's appearance today was simply to see him go back to report on his recent situation, or that kind of inexplicable protection, he didn't intend to accept it.

"Stop, go back and tell father, I will pay attention to my own safety. Dobby, I don't need you." Draco squinted his eyes and gave the order.

Dobby had already foreseen his own fate, with big teardrops in his eyes, he let go of his hand holding the fireplace bricks, covered his face and cried:

"Dobby is a useless Dobby... The little master doesn't need Dobby's protection... Dobby will be beaten to death by the master..."

"Go back—don't make me say it a second time." Draco ordered in a bad tone, having no affection for this house elf who had decisively defected to Potter in his previous life.

Lambert reached out and scratched his hair, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Uh, I think, maybe, we still need it now... For example, to help us face the upcoming dormitory inspection."

Dobby's sobbing stopped for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Lambert in disbelief, and carefully looked at Draco's face, hoping that he could change his mind.

Draco turned back to look at Lambert expressionlessly, his silver gray eyes met Lambert's emerald green eyes.

[Let's discuss, you don't like it anyway, why don't you sell it to me? ]

Draco suddenly let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, and curled the corners of his lips mockingly:

"Impossible, don't even think about it."

Dobby thought its little owner was very strange.It can feel that the little master's ability to control the magic power on his body is very strong, and inexplicably, it seems to be stronger than the master.

Lambert also bent the corners of his lips, but his expression has always been soft, and at this moment, his eyebrows are stretched, and his smile makes everyone who sees it feel like a spring breeze:

"Don't act like it hasn't done this before."

[Obviously you are very angry with the fact that it helped Harry in the previous life. ]

[It knows too many secrets of the Malfoy family. ] Draco replied in this way.

[As if I don't know.Frankly speaking, I just fancy its strength, anyway, you don't like it, and it saves me the trouble of recruiting and finding other house elves. ] Lambert was really discussing with him very carefully.

"Are you reminding me that it's time to shut you up?" Draco narrowed his eyes, but this was already a clear rejection.

Lambert shrugged, and had no choice but to turn his head to Dobby and said, "If you are freed from the cannibal Malfoy's house one day, please consider my employment—contractual relationship, with salary."

Draco snorted coldly, and replied, "Dream."

[Stingy, our friendship isn't worth a house-elf. ] Lambert shook his head so emotionally.

[I thought that was worth a Christmas card. ] Draco raised his eyebrows and gave him a standard smirk.

Lambert decided to refresh his mind about Draco.

Advantages: good looks, strong strength.

Disadvantages: do not speak human language, stingy and grudge.

Conclusion: Such a man cannot be married.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Draco: I don't need to marry, I just marry you.

Lambert: How about that? Let me marry you. After all, I am the only seedling in my family and shoulder the task of carrying on the family line.

Draco: ...don't I?

Pan Xi [smiling]: Two homosexuals, talking about inheriting the family, if you have the ability to have offspring, if you have the ability to marry a woman like me.

Daphne [smiling]: A good family heir, but he wants to stir up the foundation, and the world is going downhill.

Astoria [smiles]: The rebirth is such a ball, my husband was reborn, let's talk about it.