[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Lambert spent the whole night reading "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" in order to understand how he got that excellence. After returning from the study room, he was still flipping through the Slytherin common room, and finally Combining the reaction of the crucible in my potion class and the characteristics of the herbs, I only slightly locked in a few.

——This is still under the condition that it is determined that the thrown is a plant.

If some animal parts are ground into powder, then the range of choices will be expanded a lot.

Sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace, Lambert had a thick herbal medicine textbook on his lap, resting his right elbow on the armrest of the sofa, squinting at the burning flames in the fireplace, lost in thought.

After a while, he suddenly remembered the textbook that Professor Snape had used in the Potions classroom, and immediately got up and walked towards the boys' dormitory.

More than ten minutes later, the door to the Slytherin common room opened again, and Draco walked in with a book in a black cover. Lambert happened to come down from the stairs again, and saw his conspicuous pale blond hair, He raised his voice slightly and asked, "Liquid Grass, right?"

Many people chatting in the lounge heard this nonsensical sentence, looked up at him, and then at the other protagonist, who were not interested in the conversation at this moment unconsciously stopped talking, unable to suppress themselves With the power of gossip in his body, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them.

Draco raised his eyebrows, without acknowledging or denying, he glanced at the students in the common room, and walked towards him, the Hogwarts uniform flashed across the air as he walked Smooth arc.

It wasn't until he stood still in front of Lambert that the corners of his lips twitched lazily. Apart from laziness, there was also a bit of joking in his silver-gray eyes. Leaning slightly, he said unhurriedly: " I thought you figured out how to get the answer?"

Lambert calmly raised his eyes to meet him, and suddenly felt that he had seen even more explosive scenes, and his verbal nonsense was nothing lethal.

Draco didn't expect him to look at him seriously, this sudden focused gaze made him move his throat, and the smile on his lips became more obvious: "Looking at me like this, I would think You're right—"

"It seems to be." Lambert confirmed the answer, turned around and left without looking back.

Draco, who stayed where he was, looked at his back going up the stairs with vacant eyes, and suddenly snorted, half helpless and half unhappy.

To a certain extent, the two of them are the people who know each other best in the world.

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The outer wall of the Hogwarts auditorium began to be nailed by Filch with various education orders from Inspector Umbridge, making Hogwarts students subconsciously speed up their pace when entering the auditorium every day, Don't look at that unrecognizable wall.

More and more students had high fever and vomiting in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. Umbridge, who finally found out the results, angrily added an extra rule for the Weasley brothers: it is forbidden to sell Wes at Hogwarts. Candies sold by the Lay Brothers.

Then the next day, the hallway floor outside the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom turned into a foul-smelling jungle swamp.

The disgusting swamp seemed to be heated from the bottom, and it was still bubbling. There was no doubt that some poisonous tropical rainforest creature would jump out of it in the next second.

Today is the fifth grade of Gryffindor and Slytherin who are going to take this class. Gryffindors are all like spoilers in hand, hiding not far away, laughing and chatting, and whispering from time to time Impressions of this swamp.

The Slytherins hid farther than them. Occasionally, a girl took out the perfume from her pocket and sprayed it on herself twice, for fear of catching that horrible smell.

Lambert didn't dare to come to class today, worried that he would accidentally influence another woman to show her control, so he was honored to be the target of being smoked by the swamp together.

As soon as Harry and Harry got closer, they smelled the smell. He walked through the crowd to the floor that was replaced with a swamp, stepped back a few steps, and asked with a wrinkled face: "Who is so boring in Hogwarts?" Boiling shit in the hallway?"

The fifth-year Gryffindor and Slytherin who heard his question behind turned green.

"It's a swamp..." Someone in the crowd weakly reminded him, and his expression returned to normal. He said "Oh", and then continued:

"Why didn't the person who invented this stuff just put it in front of the old woman's office?"

Wouldn't it be better to just let her not come to class?

It didn't take long for Umbridge to appear at the end of the corridor in a peach-colored suit, even the curly hair on her forehead was meticulously combed-but she soon stopped laughing.

When she passed through the students present and saw the prank in front of her classroom door, she was silent for three seconds, and Lambert quickly blocked her ears.

Then there was a scream that resounded through the corridor!

"Who did it! Who did it!" Umbridge angrily took out her wand, and pointed at the students present one by one. The students who met the tip of her wand instantly changed their expressions, and they all backed away. No one admitted .

Umbridge looked at the students present with her hips crossed, her face changed with anger, her whole body was trembling, she nodded, and she said in that sharp voice:

"Okay, okay, since you all don't admit it—tonight! All students! The auditorium will punish you for copying!"

Many Slytherins looked directly at Gryffindor opposite, and the expression on everyone's face was very unhappy-the implication was obvious, let them come out and claim this thing personally.

But everyone knew something about Umbridge's punishment, and no one wanted to donate their blood to her quill.

What's more, the culprits were indeed not there.

Standing in the back, Lambert thought blankly about the chances of being expelled from Hogwarts after skipping such a boring penalty tonight.

I can't even get a high school diploma, and I feel very desperate when I think about it.

At this moment, a slightly lazy voice sounded from the crowd: "Professor, I'm afraid the prankster is not among them. In order to avoid innocent students being affected, can you consider finding the suspect in another way?" ?”

"Mr. Malfoy?" Umbridge was stunned by the provocation for a moment, forgetting that among the students in class today, there are also a group of parents whose parents are also in high positions in the Ministry of Magic-such as the rich second generation and official second Classmate Draco.

Blaise sneered beside him, obviously even if he didn't see the picture, he could tell the change of Umbridge from the sound.

Perhaps thinking that Draco's father is also a popular person in front of Fudge, she deliberately showed a standard smile, nodded and said: "You are very reasonable-then, according to my understanding of the Slytherin students, everyone Of course you wouldn't do such a naive thing, and the Slytherin students don't need to do the transcription tonight."

She looked at the Slytherin students with a sincere smile, then turned her eyes cold, and looked towards Gryffindor. The posture looks more arrogant:

"So, if there are no students who reported, see you in the auditorium tonight, all Gryffindors?"

The fifth graders in Gryffindor just watched the Slytherins on the opposite side leave this floor unharmed one by one. Occasionally, a few of them cast a sympathetic look at them, but they were in a bad mood at the moment, so they probably interpreted the look Maybe he can show off proudly?

Lambert walked back dejectedly, and sighed to Harry next to him: "I really want to be the first in the exam. I can apply for an exchange at Ivan Moonee next school year. I refuse to continue accepting the spicy chicken professor at Hogwarts." poisoned."

Hearing his words, Draco snorted coldly behind him.

Harry looked back at Draco's expression, then at the momentarily frozen expression on his friend's face, and said sincerely: "I think it might be a little more difficult for you to take the first place this year..."

Lambert: You can just say that I failed the test, you don't have to be so euphemistic, thank you.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Draco: I want to take the first place in the exam, did you agree with me?

Lambert: ...

Harry: Light the wax for Lambert.

Author: The first place in the exam is to show off, and the first place in Draco's exam is to prevent his wife from leaving and light the wax for Draco.