[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Time moved slowly, one year of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and one year of Christmas and New Years passed. Nearly two years of calm, many third-year Hogwarts students almost forgot their first-year How many things happened here.

So much so that they would jokingly call themselves "the most unlucky student in the history of Hogwarts" with the freshmen in the lower grades.

The protection of magical animals course from the third year is taught by Hagrid from the hunting ground. This big man who is very good at taking care of animals but appears to be very careless in other places makes a lot of jokes, so that all the Slytherins are very unhappy except for Harry. willing to take his class.

Lambert's attitude towards this was dispensable - until he saw Hagrid bring out a box of bird snakes one day.

An animal whose body size can be changed at will, and whose eggshell is pure silver, which is worth a lot.

It's scary because it's an animal that can grow as big as the sky.

Lambert was in a very bad mood that day - because he won a blue earring with a magical effect in the daily lottery, and before he had time to speak, Da Miao automatically put this magical earring on him by default... …

Lambert: ? ? ? ? ?

He didn't want to wear earrings, okay!

The big cat was also very confused. The moment it saw Lambert's face turned black, it clamped its tail and quickly escaped from the room and hid in the kitchen.

"It's too messy." The black-robed boy leaning against the tree trunk squinted his eyes, and opened and closed his light-colored lips to say something. of light.

His figure is slightly thin, but his lines are well proportioned, with broad shoulders and long legs.As he grows older, his facial features become softer, farther and farther away from the word handsome, but if it is said that he is exquisite and good-looking, it is absolutely possible.

If it weren't for the color of his hair and eyes, no one would associate him with Harry now.

Sometimes Daphne would joke with him: "My dear Lan, you are even prettier than most girls in Slytherin."

Harry, who was standing near the front among the Slytherins, looked back at him when he heard what he said.But in just two years, the height of these people grew up as if they had taken hormones, but the height of each of them in the fifteenth grade was raised to 180, and so did Harry.

This boy, whose facial features are gradually becoming square and tough, is quite defensive. Even if he hears the dissatisfaction with Hagrid within Slytherin, he will speak out to defend Hagrid.

Finding out that the speaker was Lambert, the helpless dark color in his green eyes under the lens flashed past, and he turned back to listen to Hagrid's talk about the characteristics of birds and snakes.

Pansy saw this scene from the side, looked at Lambert with a teasing smile, and said in a volume that could be heard in a small range: "Oh - look at our poor Lambert, after being rejected by the Ravenclaw girl , I received another warning from the golden boy."

She was talking about the story that Lambert confessed to someone on Hermione's birthday this year, but was rejected by the goddess - at that time, she was bumped into by a Gryffindor who was keen on taking pictures of people at Hogwarts , The next day, the news that Slytherin's Peverell pure-blood family was rejected by the Ravenclaw court lady's confession spread throughout Hogwarts.

In particular, the reason he was rejected was "Your looks are too aggressive, Lambert, I don't have the confidence to stand by your side."

Since then, people in other colleges don't know whether Slytherin has a perfect prince, but if Slytherin chooses a princess, they promise to vote for Lambert with both hands.

After all, it is a beauty certified by Ravenclaw Garden Flower!

"Shut up, Pansy. Can I ask how long you plan to laugh at me for this matter?" This time the boy with delicate facial features like an elf looked helpless.

The girl with short black hair was also beautiful, but the domineering aura was more prominent on her face, so that everyone who looked at her first saw the arrogance in those brown eyes.

She folded her arms around her chest, pretended to ponder for a few seconds, and then replied seriously, "One year, just to share with Draco who came back, what do you think?"

"Pretty bad offer, girl—if you want to lose the discount I'm giving you," Lambert replied with a smile.

"That's quite a heartbreaking threat, boy." Pansy curled her lips, giving up the plan rather reluctantly.

In fact, she secretly thought in her heart, but it was too late, she had already written to share with Draco the day she got the gossip about the explosion.

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Hagrid in this class was obviously blessed by Merlin, and there was no problem with the air-permeable glass tank that closed the bird snake from the beginning to the end. The Gryffindors and Slytherin third graders present did not have to feel that the little snake changed in a second. A magical visual baptism of the size of a dragon.

And Hagrid's luck today made Harry very happy, and he even forgot to tell Lambert on the way back from get out of class:

"Look, Hagrid is not a careless person, he knows how to pay attention to the safety of students."

Lambert nodded casually, while looking at the surrounding environment, his mind wandered aimlessly, thinking about buying the front page of the "Daily Prophet".

The business of [Miracle] is getting better and better, but every event is always only known to the upper class of the wizarding world. If it is not advertised every time, few ordinary families will know about it.

But Lambert didn't want to take the road so narrowly.

Moreover, he felt that although the newspapers in the wizarding world were all advertising with moving pictures, the black and white itself caused many advertising pictures to lose their original colors, which greatly reduced the shocking power of the colors of those costumes with magical effects.

He's recently been working on color motion graphics at Jean Iger.

He was planning to go to the auditorium on the first floor with Harry, but when he walked through the courtyard outside the first floor, he saw a scene that he had to stop.

"Weasley, when did you degenerate to the hobby of bullying the lower grades?—Put away your wand." Two black-haired boys, one tall and one short, came out from behind the brick-red pillars in the corridor, and the voice in the front He said leisurely, but he did not hesitate to protect the lower Slytherin girl behind him.

Between the two of them and Ron, there was a boy covering his face and crying on the ground. His face was regarded as a terrible red spot, which made it impossible to see his original appearance. Lambert glanced at his chest The robes in front - Gryffindor.

Harry drew out his wand and raised it slightly towards the red-haired freckled boy, signaling him not to act rashly: "Ron?"

The youngest son of the Weasley family looked very angry at the moment, the wand in his hand shook, and he pointed to the face of the boy on the ground who was obviously under a curse and said loudly:

"I'm not as despicable as you Slytherins! Look at Colin's face! It was the girl behind you who made the first move! Do you think I will let this level of first attack go?"

Gryffindors passing by were gradually surrounded, but the Slytherins all glanced at Lambert, and found that after he shook his head slightly, he just stood still in the distance, but his attention was focused on this side.

"Are you planning to let me pick more? Not a bad idea." Lambert stood on the spot with a relaxed expression, looked around, and still had no intention of pulling out his wand.

But no Gryffindor who can't think about it will cast a spell at him-once in the auditorium, a junior student threw a Transfiguration spell at the cup, and the light of the spell went straight through the Gryffindor What a long table, and flew towards Lambert, who was facing away from them in the Slytherin next to him.

Afterwards, people from the two colleges witnessed the tragic end of the victim who was attacked unscathed but the original owner was hit by his own spell.

From then on, no one in Hogwarts' lower grades would think about pointing his wand at him—unless he was sure that he would not be bounced back.

"Isn't it more important to send him to the medical wing than watching around me here?" Lambert raised his chin and motioned Ron to look at the boy on the ground who was so crying that he couldn't look straight.

Ron glared at him viciously, put away his wand, and carried the man on the ground away.

The other Gryffindors also dispersed, the junior stared at the girl behind him, Neville and Seamus looked at him, Neville hesitated to speak, Seamus had the same look on his face as Ron indignant.

"No next time." The wand in his hand almost poked Lambert's face in the air.

Lambert smiled suddenly, his beautiful emerald green eyes stared at him without blinking, his chin slightly raised, his soft facial features were bathed in the sun, and his clean and flawless white face really had a soul-stirring look. attraction.

The light-colored lips parted slightly, and the voice of the spit out was soft, but the content would not be ignored by the other party: "Need I remind you? Mr. Finnigan, in the second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts course, you Gryffindor and My one-on-one results, huh?"

At that time, Lambert didn't have many magic-resistant items on him, but he had the advantage of being a spoiler, and he was assisted by Yige every holiday. There was no suspense to challenge them one-on-one.

Seamus was not intimidated by his threats, with a cold smile on his face, and pointed the dark wand in his hand behind him: "Damn curse, I remember, you can stand up next time, Peverell -- we'll show you where the difference between junior and sophomore is."

"Wait and see." Lambert shrugged and replied lightly.

"You're too gentle." Pansy shook her head, leaned against the pillars of the corridor as if she hadn't watched enough of the drama, and after she finished speaking, she stood up straight and walked towards the auditorium with a regretful expression.

Harry patted him on the shoulder, and glanced at the girl behind him. Although he wouldn't stand idly by after learning the truth, he also didn't like a fellow student who maliciously attacked his classmates, so he went to the auditorium first. direction to go.

"Coffett, I remember your name, girl, maybe you can tell me why you did this today?" Lambert leaned over to look at the soft-looking girl, whom he often saw around Astoria. to her.

"Alice, you can call me Alice—he's spreading rumors about you, so I just warned him." The girl's expression was somewhat disdainful, as if she didn't take the action just now seriously.

Lambert knew what she was referring to.

Colin was the Gryffindor who was there when he confessed to Hermione that day.

"Thank you for your kindness, but please don't do this next time. You are still a low-grade student who uses curses to attack your classmates. If you are caught by the professors, it will end badly." Lambert smiled politely at her.

Alice is a girl with long black curly hair, her eyes are as dark blue as the sea, and her facial features are also beautiful-like all Slytherin girls, she also has a pretentious arrogance about her.

"I get it - but he's insulting you, are you going to do nothing?"

"Sorry, what? Insulting?" Lambert was a little dazed, and heard Alice continue:

"Isn't it an insult to tell a story about a pureblood loving a mudblood?" The girl's cat-like eyes were full of pride in being a pureblood.

Lambert froze for a moment, put away the smile on his face, and looked at her calmly, "What he said is the truth—and besides, don't use this word to describe her in front of me, is that okay, Miss Coffett?"

Alice blinked her eyes, saw his seriousness and the indifference and alienation on his body, and subconsciously replied:

"Ok."

When walking with Lambert to the auditorium, the girl said abruptly:

"I think Miss Platinum is right, you are too gentle, no wonder you can't be the head of the third year of Slytherin."

Lambert: ...? ? ? ?I think the gentleness you talk about may not mean the same thing as I understand.

Before he could figure out how to answer such embarrassing words, Alice continued:

"Why are our third-year Slytherins so weird? Either they like Ravenclaw's... or they're close to Gryffindor?"

She was talking about Lambert and Harry.

"If what you mean by normal is someone like you, then there is such a person in the third grade, but he just isn't here."

When Alice heard this, a light flashed in her eyes, and she spoke faster and said:

"I know, the heir of the Malfoy family, the most perfect Slytherin in the legend."

Lambert: ...? ? ? ? ?Maybe we also have a different definition of the word perfect? ? ?

He smiled dryly, raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze to look at the interior decoration of the castle next to him.

Just when he thought he was about to reach the entrance of the auditorium and the awkward chat could end, the girl disagreed and dropped the last big news:

"It's a pity, but Astoria told me that she likes your personality—if you ask me, you can really consider her, after all, she is a pure-blooded Slytherin, isn't she?"

Lambert:! ! ! !

Turning to look at her suddenly, there was a bit of uncontrollable horror in his tone: "Astoria? Are you talking about the Greengrass family?"

Fuck!Your future husband just hasn't come back yet!Girl, why do you want to empathize with me? ? ?

Wake up, girl!The future mistress of the Malfoy family is waiting for you!The Galleon of a vault is beckoning to you!Don't be overwhelmed!

The author has something to say:

small theater:

The author took a sip of tea and said with emotion: Poor Draco, his wife is gone before he comes back.

Pansy Daphne: 2【But I'm so happy inside】

Brace: 10086

Lambert: ? ? ? ?Shouldn't you pity me? ?

Draco [sneering]: Wait for me to go back and settle accounts with you.