[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

But the Gryffindors and Slytherins present didn't think so.

Almost the moment Cedric left the room, the pretty Slytherin turned his head to look at him, and said with a gentle smile:

"How come, you came just in time, we just missed one person."

Not only did he point to Fred's wand with no intention of putting it down, but listening to what he said, why did he seem to want to persuade this Hufflepuff to go to the Slytherin camp?

The Gryffindors present thought he might be crazy.

Cedric, who received the attention of the audience, is obviously not good at dealing with such scenes. The most well-behaved and friendly house in the school is Hufflepuff, even though he will be promoted to seventh grade next school year, and he has to deal with the NEWT (Ultimate Wizard Level Test) )—meaning that his actual combat experience is not bad—but no one ever told him, when the Slytherins were obviously at a disadvantage, and they sincerely invited him to fight Gryffindor, what was he doing? what to do?

In the end, the handsome Hufflepuff was in a dilemma... He pulled out his wand and stood beside Lambert, although he said very kindly:

"It's not good to bully the few with the more - now it's even, how about everyone put down their wands, I suppose?"

Gryffindors: "...!!!" Nima still has this operation? !No, Hufflepuff's kindness value is over the top, right? ? ?

Harry and Draco: "..." Didn't expect it to be possible? !

"You're so unlovable, Cedric, have you forgotten our friendship during the summer vacation watching the Quidditch World Cup?" George, who was facing his wand, sighed rather unhappy and said.

Fred felt the same way, and it's one thing to habitually target Slytherins, against a Hufflepuff so kind, he honestly thought it might hurt his conscience a bit to say the spell:

"There's another way to get everyone to drop their wands, Cedric—and that's to join our overwhelmingly dominant side and knock their wands away. Wouldn't that be a happy ending?"

Ginny said something that most moved Cedric:

"Don't forget, this year's House Cup winners are still Slytherins - they probably don't need your help too much, Cedric."

That sentence was so destructive that Lambert bet it could make any Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff instantly fight against the Gryffindors.

At this moment, Diggory's father found that his son, who had gone to the kitchen to get him breakfast, hadn't returned for a long time. He waited for a long time at the door of the temporary meeting room, worried that he might go to the wrong place because he was unfamiliar with Black's old house, and headed towards the kitchen. come——

"Cedric?" The man's voice sounded in the corridor by the kitchen door, and the faces of the minors who heard his voice changed suddenly, and they all wanted to put away their wands.

So, ten seconds later, Cedric's father happened to witness his proud eldest son, who was particularly conspicuous among a bunch of Gryffindors and Slytherins.

A beautiful black-haired boy next to him was talking to his son quickly about the wand in his hand: "The last time I heard in Mr. Ollivander's shop, the material of the wand body and the inner core determine its quality. Personality, such as the dragon heartstring-based wand is more proud, and likes a strong master, so after the master is defeated, it is easy... Mr. Diggory?"

This pair was very fascinated by discussing studies with Cedric, and later realized that his father's strength made Ron slap him hard in his heart.

To be honest, if he hadn't heard his voice, but just looked at his appearance, he almost thought that his son would fall in love with a Slytherin girl.

Cedric's father, Amos Diggory, watched Gryffindors and Slytherins, plus his own Hufflepuff, discussing the material composition and characteristics of wands in the dining room?

Why is he so unbelievable?

It's a miracle that Gryffindor and Slytherin can't point their wands at each other's noses!

Could it be that... the Hogwarts school ethos has improved a lot after he graduated, and even Gryffindors and Slytherins can love each other?

Digory's father, who was dubious, nodded at Lambert, and then turned to his son:

"I thought you couldn't find the location of the restaurant. Why, is there no breakfast that needs to be cooked?"

Over there, Harry turned the time setting button of the microwave oven, his green eyes looked in his direction, and quickly replied: "Yes, but we need to wait a little longer."

"Thank you, but I don't think I have time—" The man was wearing casual clothes and a gray leather jacket. He looked of a certain age, and there was always a sense of vicissitudes when he spoke.

To be honest, Lambert doubted what he would do if he came to the Order of the Phoenix at his age.

However, on second thought, in terms of age, Dumbledore could still outshine everyone present.

It is possible that the composition of the Order of the Phoenix was very complex, and not only included the combatants he had known in the book.

"Then I'll bring you breakfast later, Dad." The handsome Hufflepuff was not only just and kind, but also very filial and considerate.

Mr. Diggory glanced at his surroundings with some concern - Weasley's twin brothers and youngest son were sitting in a row, propping their heads on the dining table in a daze, waiting to be fed.

And Ginny took the jam from the small kitchen and walked towards the dining table, as if she wasn't the one who walked to the small kitchen and pointed at Harry's wand just now.

Lambert took a row of tall glasses and put them on the table, and poured the big carton of milk into them. What worried him most about his son was the light golden man who walked beside Lambert at some time. Slytherin, the other party's defiant aura and difficult character inherited from his father made him feel that his son might suffer if he matched up.

When he was thinking about this, he happened to see the light-blond Slytherin holding one of the tall glasses and sticking it to the face of the black-haired young man. He hid him for a while, and asked him with the corners of his lips:

"Are you going to let me drink at this temperature?"

Amos Diggory: ...Sure enough, a bad temper.

However, in the next second, I saw that the person with a pretty face who was no worse than a girl frowned, and said in a slightly unceremonious manner: "As you can see, there is no second microwave oven here. If you really don't want to drink later To this temperature - Draco, I advise you to go to the dining table and wait without making trouble."

This time it was the light-blond boy's turn to say "no".

His silver-gray eyes glanced at the dining table over there, full of disgust.He would rather stand by the side of the kitchenette than face a table of Weasleys.

Mr. Diggory was concerned about the safety of his son, but after seeing Harry and Lambert, two good-natured Slytherins, he finally felt less worried. He took out his pocket watch from his pocket and looked at the time. 1 minute to start the meeting, immediately turned around and walked downstairs.

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After a table of Gryffindors and Slytherins ate the most tasteless sandwiches in their lives, they couldn't wait to part ways, eager to encourage their parents to go home quickly-although they also knew it was impossible of.

Only Cedric, who was sitting at the far end of the long table, boasted: "This sandwich tastes good."

After breakfast, Harry took Lambert to his room to get his luggage, and asked him to choose a room to live in by the way—

Draco lolled behind the two of them, looking like he had something to say.

The remaining group of Gryffindors were devoted to eavesdropping on the content of the meeting, using the bug invented by the twin brothers to play slowly from the corridor on the third floor, and after Cedric knocked on the door, a few hot After sending in the finished sandwiches, I couldn't wait to put down a thing shaped like a human ear.

A look of helplessness flashed across the handsome Hufflepuff's face, and he really wanted to tell them that the door had an anti-eavesdropping spell on it.

But after thinking about it, these parents came to the Order of the Phoenix to gather and brought them together, as if they were throwing the children into a large amusement park, and did not want to deprive them of fun, and planned to go upstairs to their room to watch A book about Quidditch training.

On the other side, Lambert walked into Harry's room and saw the big cat lazily spread out on the box and sleeping soundly—it was like this after getting off the train, until he finished his breakfast and refused to sleep. Wake up, not in a hurry to wake it up, but first glanced at Harry's room, which was many times larger than the closet, walked to the table, picked up a wizard chess piece, and turned it around on the spot. Then he turned around and asked Draco:

"So, why are you here?"

Hearing his question, Harry also turned his head to look, stared at by two identical pairs of green eyes, Draco raised his eyebrows, and said the answer unhurriedly:

"Occlumency for some people who are extremely poor and urgently need to learn."

Some here, obviously, refer specifically to Harry, who can be read by Voldemort, and Lambert, who has a bunch of secrets that he doesn't want others to know.

But the two have completely different attitudes towards this issue——

Harry frowned strangely, and asked honestly, "Occlumency, what is that?"

Lambert is quite aware of the things that need to be experienced to learn this skill, such as being constantly read by others until he can resist.

Seeing the unconcealed interest in Draco's eyes, Lambert refused with a smile:

"I think I may not need this very much for the time being."

Draco snorted lightly to show his sarcasm—a person who has been unilaterally read by him since he came to this world, and whose secrets are almost shaken, stands here and tells him that he doesn't need to learn Occlumency?

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small theater:

Lambert: Oh, I have Ig, I don't need you, what's the matter?

Draco: So you can't wait to tell more people about your sneaky women's clothing?

Lambert: ...Made is very angry.