[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Since many Gryffindor students are also members of pure-blood families, and their parents also have members of the Ministry of Magic-Umbridge has not yet gained a firm foothold in Hogwarts, and he dare not use large-scale cruel corporal punishment for the time being To achieve their own prestige purpose.

But it would be disgusting to copy her and Fudge's educational philosophy dozens of times. After the fifth graders of Gryffindor came out of the study room in the auditorium, all of them looked ashen, and the leader, Ron Weasley, had a terribly stinky expression.

Lambert flipped through books alone in his room at night, and twisted the diamond-shaped earrings to see if there was a suit that could come in handy.Could it be that wearing women's clothing at night just changed his face and plotted against Umbridge?

...I always feel that it is a bad idea.

The fire in the fireplace was crackling softly, and apart from that sound, there was no extra noise in the room—this made him a little unaccustomed to it, there was no supper, no big meow, not even Ig.

Just as he was quietly feeling the atmosphere of being alone, a voice suddenly sounded from the fireplace: "Mr. Peverell?"

Lambert looked over in surprise, put the book aside, got up and walked to the fireplace, bent down to look at the reflection in the fire, and called out the other person's name in some inconceivable way: "Mr. Black?"

"I'm sorry for borrowing your fireplace. After all, the Slytherin common room is really not a good place. Harry wrote me a letter before, and I'm a little worried about your situation now." Sirius told him in an apologetic tone Explained, with an apologetic voice that was very gentle.

Lambert replied with a smile: "It's okay, I'll call him over for you, please wait for a while." After speaking, he walked to the door, turned the handle and walked out, and closed the door behind his back.

Half a minute later, Harry and Lambert came in together, followed by a big tail - a certain fifth grade prefect, and they were not allowed to visit each other under the pretext that it was going to be curfew soon.

Harry felt that his intentions were too obvious, so he deliberately slowed down on the way here, poked him with his elbow, and whispered, "Your excuse is so fake."

Draco looked at the back of the person in front of him, let out a "hmm" quite casually, and said perfunctorily, "As long as it works."

Anyway, if this excuse doesn't work, he has another one, for example, missing his former dormitory.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, Lambert didn't intend to go in, and after Harry and Draco entered the room, he said calmly: "Just come out and tell me after you finish chatting, I won't go in. "

He pulled the door behind him - leaving Harry and Draco in the room looking at each other.

Draco's mood fell to the bottom in a second, and he was very unwilling to admit that he was actually on par with Lambert in terms of routine skills.

Three seconds later, he opened the door, and the person leaning against the door turned his head to see him. There was no fluctuation in his heart, so he remained motionless on the surface, and even raised his eyebrows in a good mood and asked, "You guys are so fast!" ?"

"I don't know if he is fast or not. As for me—you are welcome to experience it for yourself." Draco's tone rose slightly, and when he spoke slowly, there was always an air of arrogance, and occasionally he looked down on himself Depending on the mood, add some sarcasm with a smile in it.

As for this moment, of course, it does not belong to any of the above two scenarios, and it can be named as the shameless hooligan mode alone.

In terms of routines, they are indeed on par.

But in terms of thick skin, Lambert was dumped by Draco for more than ten blocks.

Lambert didn't want to talk to him, and after glancing at him, he looked away at the opposite wall.The light in the corridor is not very bright, only the dark green light balls tied by the silver chains from the ceiling provide a little light. If the night blindness is serious, you can fully experience the life experience of the blind here.

Under such light, the boy's beautiful face made his fair face a little pale, and the lines of his already soft face gave birth to a sense of ambiguity beyond gender at this moment, making people unconsciously focus on his face .

Draco only glanced at him and looked away. Then he thought of something, and then turned his gaze back, staring into Lambert's eyes, gradually closing the expression on his face, and suddenly asked: "Did she let you Are you so distressed?"

Lambert let out a breath, glanced at him, thought for a while and replied: "It's not distress, it's the solution I can think of... They are all a bit extreme, so I want to find a gentler one."

His Occlumency was successful.

He is well aware of this, but based on how he and Draco have been together over the years, and how well they understand each other's life, even if they don't have the mind-reading state anytime, anywhere, they can still easily read each other's eyes. Seeing the other party's plan, even like now——

Draco knew what was bothering him just by looking at him.

It is no exaggeration to say that they know each other almost as well as they know themselves, and sometimes, they know each other better than they know themselves.

In fact, Lambert felt very distressed and even a little overwhelmed by Draco's thoughts, because this person knew his thoughts too well, so while he was firm in his heart, he was worried that things would go beyond his own. control.

I don't know what else he will do.

So try to ignore his thoughts, try to make the conversation between them return to the way it was before.

Draco knew what he was thinking, so he was only occasionally verbally incoherent. When he said such things so seriously, he also became a little more serious, but the laziness in his tone was indispensable:

"Gentle? To a pink toad too old to look at?"

Lambert didn't know how to respond to such a sentence rich in Draco's sarcasm for a moment.

"Not only Gryffindor and Slytherin, but also Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw can't bear the current life. Even if you do nothing, she can't continue to stay in Hogwarts." After a while, Draco added slowly.

It's like telling him that there is no need to worry about this matter, and the matter will be solved.

Lambert couldn't help but hooked his lips, and squinted at him, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Do you think I'm someone who just sits and waits to die?"

Draco raised his eyebrows, didn't follow his words, but said after a few seconds of silence: "Be careful, Slytherin is not monolithic."

Lambert said nothing more.

In the past, he always found it difficult to have a good talk with Draco, but now, the other party would care about him, but he felt caught off guard.

He felt that he should rather be like before.

The author has something to say:

I will give you an interpretation of Lambert's psychology.

To put it simply: he was sure he couldn't possibly like Draco right now...but he was afraid of Draco's mind.

It means that a person knows you very well, and you know yourself better than you. When he likes you, you don't know what he will do to make you go to the result he wants.

Suddenly I feel that this kind of existence is actually great. In this world, there is a person who knows all your stories, knows your fears, knows your fears, knows your hobbies and so on.

And he's always there when you need him most.

Of course, some people will feel that the existence of such a person is terrifying, because they are fully exposed in front of that person and have no sense of security.

hhhh but I am so cute.