[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Lambert was thinking about how much he owed this person in his previous life, so that he would suffer such fierce ridicule from him in this life.

"Is my physical strength good? Do you want to come and try?" Boring thinking turned to thinking, and he turned back very rudely.

Astoria next to her was puzzled. Why did she feel like she was witnessing two straight men flirting with each other?

Draco snorted disdainfully, but didn't answer his question.

On the contrary, Lambert consciously sat around the couple inexplicably, thinking about whether he should bring delicious food to another table. After all, he is a very self-aware person and doesn't want to be a light bulb.

After cutting the steak on the plate into small pieces, he quickly finished eating, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, picked up the menu and ordered a matcha cake, then took the matcha cake and bid farewell to the two of them: "You guys Go ahead, I'm leaving first."

Astoria looked at Draco with a rather unsightly expression. She didn't understand why this guy was always keen to intervene when she was getting along with Lambert. What kind of psychology?

The blonde girl's long and curly hair was coiled up behind her head, leaving a few curves on both sides of her cheeks, making her face more delicate and lovely.

The Greengrass lady thought for a while and said, "If you're worried about my refusal to arrange a marriage at home, Master Malfoy, then—"

Draco was casually flipping through the menu, unable to see if he had any intention of eating. Hearing Astoria's words, the light-blond pureblood snorted through his nose, mocking him: "Maybe I need to remind you, Ash, that you have to learn not to take yourself too seriously—with everyone."

The title that belonged exclusively between Astoria and Daphne was called out by him like this, it was clearly a kind title, but no matter what, there was disdain in this man's mouth.

It seemed that he knew everything about her, but didn't pay attention to anything.

Fortunately, Astoria was very calm. He knew what kind of temper Draco was and expected his attitude.After thinking about it, she decided to get straight to the point, otherwise she wouldn't know how many combinations of ironic sentences she would have heard from this person when she talked in such a detour:

"As you can see, I admire Lambert very much. If possible, can you please not disturb my relationship with him?"

"Tsk tsk, the best joke of the day, since when do I need your permission to get along with my roommate, girl?" Draco closed the menu, and squinted at her with a half-smile, there was something in his silver-gray eyes. An unspeakable momentum rushed over.

Astoria finally failed to resist Draco's bad attitude for more than three rounds, and immediately pointed out bluntly:

"Your normal behavior has nothing to do with me of course, Draco, but if you don't want to be misunderstood as having something out of the ordinary about Lambert, I think you still need to behave normally—not like Some kind of animal in the enclosure meddles in his private affairs all day long."

Draco found it extremely ridiculous. Of course, he didn't expect that his daily entertainment of teasing Lambert would be so meaningful in the eyes of others.

But he wasn't going to explain it to Astoria.

Just as he was about to answer something, Harry and Daphne also came out of the dance floor, and the black-haired boy with a slightly wider face walked this way and asked Draco in confusion: "I seem to have seen Lambert just now?" Especially here..."

Draco squinted his eyes, glanced at Astoria, stood up calmly, walked in other directions, and left a sentence: "I must have gone to a corner to hide and eat."

Astoria, who stayed where she was and couldn't get an answer, stared at his back unwillingly.

She thought, even if Draco was included in the category of rival in love, she would never admit defeat.

Harry happened to see her stubborn and uplifting eyes, and looked at Draco's back in doubt, wondering what the hell he interrupted the process, and made the girl stare at Draco unwillingly. .

It's like watching a rival in love.

——This conjecture is a bit scary, Harry stopped his divergent thinking in time.

After that, he found the cheerful Lambert who was eating cake alone in another corner of the ball. The boy didn't mind how solemn and formal he was dressed today. He unbuttoned his suit jacket and even the shirt at the neckline One of the buttons was also loosened, and he completely regarded himself as a spectator while admiring others' dancing while eating his own.

"You're really lazy..." Harry said to him helplessly with a smile, and walked to sit next to him when he beckoned to him.

Lambert shook his head seriously at him and retorted: "We are still young, Harry, we have to learn to find the most suitable way to live."

Looking at his laid-back appearance, Harry thought that the most suitable lifestyle for Lambert probably refers to the lifestyle of old age.

When the dance was about to end, there was also a boy who was not very happy to go this way, because the front of this place was blocked by a translucent gauze curtain, except for the direction facing the dance floor, the people behind could not be seen at all, So when he opened the curtain from the side and wanted to hide here, Ron got short, facing two pairs of green eyes.

One of them stroked his chin and looked up and down at his dark red dress today, and smiled unceremoniously:

"Look what I saw? A gray princess of Gryffindor who failed to dress?"

Harry was most afraid that the two of them would fight in front of him. After all, Sirius would bring him to the Weasleys' house every summer vacation. The Weasleys didn't have any objections to him because of his status as a Slytherin. It's not easy to go too far against Ron at school - unless it's him pointing his wand at Lambert.

Sure enough, I saw Ron blushing, and pulled out his wand from his side to face Lambert. Lambert's face changed slightly, and he said: "I have endured you for a long time, today—"

He really didn't bring many magic resistance items with him today.

But it was obviously too late to draw the wand now.

"Put down your wand, Weasley, unless you want to turn into a red mole on this beautiful day to entertain the teachers and students on the dance floor." Della was tired of being invited to dance by the Slytherin girls Coe was trying to hide away, when he saw the young Weasley son wearing a skirt with an excited expression, pulling out his wand and saying something to the person behind the curtain.

There is no doubt that it must be a Slytherin who can be pointed at by him like that.

As a result, when he got closer, the two guys sitting on the ground stupidly over there were not Lambert and his stupid son Harry, who else?

After driving Ron off in anger, Lambert put down the empty cake pan with only a little matcha powder left in his hand very unhappy, looked at Draco with a complicated expression and said: "Are you chasing stars, Draco, what? I can see you everywhere?"

Draco, who was also on fire because of his and Harry's appearance of being slaughtered, wanted to explode when he heard this, because he remembered what Astoria said to him not long ago.

Then he turned and left.

Lambert and Harry looked at each other and sighed in amazement: "God, what did I see, Draco ran away without saying a word, is this a fake Draco?"

Harry felt like he was keeping the peace every day, either between two Houses or between two best friends.

After wiping his face, he dryly replied to Lambert: "Just accept it when you're good, Lambert."

Oh well, listen to you, who made you my son?

Shrugging his shoulders, Lambert got up and went outside to get a cup of pudding, intending to enjoy it until the end of the dance.

-

The judges of the Triwizard Tournament felt the number of hairs on the top of their skulls dwindling after Christmas, at the speed of riding a Firebolt.

There is no other reason, the second project of the Triwizard Tournament, they need to put the closest people of the warriors to the bottom of the Black Lake, but the problem is here, and everyone else can talk about it, the problem lies in Lambert and Della Ke's body.

Lambert's most important... visual inspection is the cat.

But Tangtang can't let the principals of three schools kidnap a cat in a competition, right?

Draco was even angrier. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that his most important thing was his family.

But his parents rejected the request, leaving Dumbledore, Bagman, Karkaroff and Maxim looking at each other in the principal's office on the top floor.

"Your masterpiece, Dumbledore, if the Triwizard Tournament cannot proceed normally, you should take full responsibility." The half-giant Madam Maxim straightened her high collar, and spoke very rudely to Dumbledore. Lido said so.

Karkaroff was thinking distractedly. Given Lucius' character, would he not only refuse to help, but turn around and tell his son the second project?

It took only half a second for Karkaroff to come to the conclusion that he would.

Dumbledore was very distressed holding the student list, and the others were not bad, the problem was that it didn't fit the theme in the mermaid's song.

He was worried that with Draco's character, he went down for a swim and found that it was not his important guy, and then came up empty-handed.

Well, with the character of that Slytherin, Dumbledore had no doubt that he would do it.

In the end, they reluctantly set their sights on Harry Potter and Pansy Platinum, and decided that the rule is that the warriors have to bring the treasure from the hands of the mermaid to get a share.

If the history books could record this scene, then they would have discovered that the two youngest warriors in this year's Triwizard Tournament forced the judges of the Tournament to even revise the rules.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Dumbledore [Cheek]: I don't want you to participate in the competition.

Lambert, Draco: ...? ? ?What are we doing wrong?