[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

The Hogwarts New Year's Commencement Ceremony is approaching.

After Lambert finished packing, he saw another bed in the room that had been empty for two years, and his pretty eyebrows frowned.

How should I put it, he is not used to sleeping in a single room, but returning to the double treatment.

He paused for a while before opening the door to go out, and looked back at his current room, thinking that Draco would definitely be the prefect in fifth grade anyway, and he would be alone again when he moved to a private room.

Life is beautiful with hope.

-

In the lounge of the Slytherin cellar, students of all grades were shuttling. The boys talked about the Quidditch matches watched with their parents or friends before the school started this year. From time to time, they could hear "Team Ireland" or It was the name "Krum".

The students in the fourth grade were also very excited, especially the girls headed by Pansy. Not only were they happy for themselves, but they also discussed with the female students of other grades - about celebrating Draco's return in the lounge at night.

Lambert was waiting for Harry by the stairs on the first floor leading to the boys' dormitory, when he saw Astoria with blond curly hair coming towards him from a distance.

In an instant, Lambert had the urge to go upstairs and hide in his room.

Ever since he had heard about Daphne's sister's obsessive love from Alice a year ago, he had seen Astoria literally go around.

However, the little princess of the Greengrass family didn't know if it was out of the mentality of facing difficulties. After discovering Lambert's evasive attitude, she simply stopped playing the euphemism and pursued him openly.

All the Slytherins knew she liked Lambert, and Lambert was indifferent to the fact.

Pansy was facing that side, happened to meet that scene, smiled and elbowed Daphne next to her.

Daphne looked up, her narrow and beautiful eyes were full of emotion, and the big wavy golden curly hair by her ears reflected her delicate facial contours.

She looked away without saying a word, and when she wanted to pretend she didn't see anything, she heard Pan Xi ask in a strange tone:

"I heard that your family plans to marry Malfoy this holiday?"

How could Daphne not know what she meant, there was a faint mocking smile in her eyes, she raised the corner of her lips and continued:

"I know what you're referring to, Pansy—you've heard it right, but you know who my strong-minded sister is for."

Pan Xi smiled and twitched the corners of her lips, then said meaningfully: "Please let her maintain this independence of thought."

Daphne's smile widened a little, she nodded and said, "Do you still need to say it? I have never supported her idea so much."

Of course, there can be one less thing like a rival in love.

The girls overheard exchanged glances with each other, but only they understood the meaning.

Of course, Lambert didn't have time to pay attention to the girls' Shura field. In fact, he was very troubled by the pursuit of Astoria, and he really wanted to ask this question of the girl who had the greatest possibility of becoming Mrs. Malfoy among all the Slytherin girls. :

Girl, what are you planning? !

"My parents want me to be engaged to the Malfoy family." The girl walked up to him and dropped such a big news. Compared with Daphne's eyes of the same color, they are rounder and bigger, and there is a certain gap between the two sisters' facial contours .

In fact, if Daphne's beauty is more feminine, then Astoria can definitely use her sweet dimples to conquer all men who like cute things.

Lambert thought for a while and replied, "...Congratulations?"

Soon he saw the girl in front of him showing a disappointed and crying expression, which made him feel like the word "scumbag" was stamped on his face instantly.

Basically never dealt with this kind of pursuit of "I didn't confess, I just stayed by your side silently and didn't make trouble". Lambert didn't even have the chance to refuse her, which was really tricky.

"You clearly know that the choice I want to make is not this." The expectation in the girl's eyes was very obvious, as if silently begging him to give her hope.

Lambert: ...

And Harry!Why hasn't he come out of the dormitory yet!

While roaring in his heart, Lambert put on a polite smile and tried not to look at the girl's face: "Miss Greengrass, I think you may have misunderstood something, I think the distance between us is more like friends Well, should you discuss the big facts of your marriage with me, what do you think?"

As soon as the words fell, Harry's voice came from the corner of the upstairs stairs: "Hey, Lambert! Are you... Uh, am I bothering you?"

He walked down the stairs quickly, and just happened to see Lambert being blocked by Astoria, and he took two steps back unconsciously.

No, no, big brother, you came just in time!

Lambert stepped forward and pulled him off, and nodded goodbye to Astoria.

The girl with the same beautiful blond hair heard his previous euphemistic refusal, the expression on her face was put away, and she became sensible and well-behaved: "I understand."

That look of "I'm sorry to be rejected but I'll hold back" made countless viewers throw bricks at Lambert's face.

In fact, if he didn't know her future identity, Lambert would really not be able to reject this girl cruelly.

But this is Draco's wife!The guy who has no psychological burden to hide his own bounty!To let this narrow-minded and vindictive person know that his future wife has been abducted by Lambert...

stop!The picture is so beautiful!

-

The opening ceremony of the new year did not coincide with good weather. The sky above the castle was overcast and rainy, and even the roof of the Hogwarts auditorium was the color of lightning and thunder.

The first graders all walked into the castle with black umbrellas. Among the group of short people, a tall figure without an umbrella was particularly eye-catching.

When the fine rain curtain was about to fall on the boy's head, it seemed to fall on an invisible cover, and it automatically separated to the two sides. Even in such a gloomy weather, the light blonde hair color attracted the attention of many people around him. attention.

The boy looked very dissatisfied with the weather, but within the Hogwarts school grounds he couldn't use Apparation, so the expression on his handsome face became even worse.

The already bad-tempered and impatient person said to the little carrot heads in front of him in a bad tone:

"Excuse me, if you walk slowly, don't get in the way ahead, okay?"

So they shared an umbrella, and the two girls who were walking cautiously had to avoid it quickly, and the boy walked past them quickly.

The girl closest to him saw his profile, and stood there in a daze.

"What are you looking at? Is that the person who walked past just now?" The little friend's doubts came over and pulled her attention back.

The girl's face suddenly turned red, she shook her head and silently followed the pace of the team.

Looking at the neat figure who walked into the castle quickly, the wizard's robe raised an arc in the air but didn't get any raindrops on it, she heard the science popularization from her little friend:

"Look at his signature hair color—it's Malfoy, one of the 28 pure-blood families. I heard that their family plans to marry the Greengrass family..."

The girl looked indifferent on the face, but silently remembered his last name in her heart.

-

The door of the auditorium was pushed open, and a tall and straight figure appeared in the sight of all Hogwarts students——

The faces of the fourth graders in Gryffindor were all black, and there was a burst of endless applause from the Slytherin table, accompanied by the loud announcement of the headmaster, Dumbledore:

"Let us welcome Mr. Draco Malfoy back from Durmstrang this school year!"

The black-robed boy walking towards the Slytherin table had a cynical air about him.The light blond hair is not combed back like it was in the first grade, but let them fall on the forehead, the silver-gray eyes are indifferent, but when they meet directly, they will feel sharp.

The high nose bridge, thin lips, slightly pale face, three-dimensional facial features, and the aloofness emanating from him - instantly attracted the attention of all the Slytherin girls.

The moment they saw him walking this way, two-thirds of the Slytherin girls felt their hearts beat faster.

The remaining third forgot to even breathe.

Blaise clicked his tongue twice, clapped his palms and said with emotion: "I seem to have seen my failure rate steadily increase when I hooked up with young ladies inside Slytherin."

Lambert, on the other hand, gritted his teeth about his height, and as far as the current reality is concerned, he was firmly seated as the shortest fourth-year boy in Slytherin.

There was also some joy and excitement in Harry's green eyes, and he turned his head to share with Lambert: "I saw Draco at the Quidditch Cup in the summer vacation, but unfortunately you were not there at that time, he looked very similar to him." Viktor has a good connection - that's a great Seeker."

Lambert replied blankly: "Harry, do you still insist on feeling sorry for me for missing Quidditch?"

"Of course, how can a male wizard not understand the charm of Quidditch—but you are the exception, after all, you are our Slytherin princess, and you are not included in this scope." A lazy, joking and familiar voice spoke from his other side. One side rang.

The place where Lambert sat was at the junction of the third and fourth grades, because this way Harry, him, and the boys in the third grade next to him would not appear too obtrusive in height, in descending order.

As a result, Draco stopped there, and the third-grade kid next to him automatically moved aside. After he sat down, Lambert felt that he lost the mood to eat.

Especially with what he just said.

Blaise, Pansy and the others on the opposite side still had their welcome to Draco stuck in their throats, and it turned into laughter first.

Crabbe and Goyle were even more exaggerated, laughing so hard that pudding choked on it, and soon the entire Slytherin table was filled with laughter.

Lambert felt in his return the irony of the world returning with it.

"Draco, I'm really curious why you haven't been beaten to death outside with a personality like yours." Lambert gritted his back molars, listening to Professor McGonagall explaining the rules of sorting to the freshmen at the teacher's seat, and turned his head He stared at the person next to him who showed his nasty nature just after he came back.

Pansy on the opposite side had laughed enough, took a few deep breaths, and interrupted the possible continuation of the mutual feud between the two of them jokingly: "We only pay attention to Lambert when we come back, we are very jealous, Draco .”

Daphne nodded and smiled, "Welcome back."

Lambert: ...Will anyone take this kind of attention away? ?

He doesn't understand!Why did the young master of the Malfoy family go out for two years and come back, why is he still making fun of himself when he disagrees with him?

Draco raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. It was rare that he didn't reply to his words, but he first responded to the warm welcome of his Slytherin friends from all directions.

Lambert noticed his eyes, always felt that something was wrong, and looked at him strangely.

He finally reacted.

From the first moment he saw Draco again, he could no longer see any thoughts from the bottom of his eyes.

In his surprised gaze, Draco turned his head sideways, and there was a long-lost mockery in his silver-gray eyes. He moved a little closer, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Surprised? It's you—you haven't thought about Occlumency for two years—that surprised me even more."

Lambert: ……………

So has the era of his unilateral mind-reading come since then?

He turned his head and looked at Blaise, who was opposite him, and was about to ask about changing the dormitory, when suddenly there was a thunder from the ceiling of the auditorium!

Dumbledore's voice appeared:

"Welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor - Alastor Moody!"

Lambert didn't go to see the professor this time, but still chose to look at Draco next to him:

[Why did you come back after you came back! ]

You are the protagonist, right?Nima plots follow you!

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Lambert: Am I the only one who doesn't welcome this guy back?

Blaise: Just you.

Pansy, Daphne: Just you.

Harry: ...I feel sorry for Lambert.

Astoria: It's okay!I support you!You are right!

Lambert: ... No, you better stop supporting me!