[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

The weather gradually cooled down, and the snowflakes that fell in the air gradually became larger than before. After walking out of the castle, the cold wind that blew on his face was like a razor blade, causing severe pain.

On the first Saturday after it started to snow, it was the annual trip to Hogsmeade.Finally, the third-grade students excitedly handed over the form signed by their parents to the dean, wearing earmuffs and gloves, and wearing a cloak with a warm spell, standing outside the castle and chatting with their peers about Hogsmeade's story, occasionally jumping on the spot in the cold.

Those in the fifth grade and above are very familiar with the road to Hogsmeade. They walked there in twos and threes. The cold wind was blowing. I don’t know when it started to fall quietly with snowflakes. Fortunately, it landed on The hair of the man without the hat was instantly turned into ice water by the heat and dripped on the scalp, making the cold man tremble.

Lambert walked with Harry as usual, watched the sky start to snow, and suggested:

"Go to the Three Broomsticks first?"

Harry looked at him with a look of hesitation, as if he was thinking about how to organize what he was going to say next.

There was a nervous light in the emerald green eyes under the lens. Lambert stopped in his tracks. His expression evoked some memories about the plot. The tone joked:

"What? You need to go somewhere else? Or do you want to date some pretty girl?—don't worry—I won't—"

"We want to conduct Defense Against the Dark Arts class by ourselves." Harry interrupted him quickly, his green eyes of the same color looked at the boy who was slightly shorter than himself in front of him, and his gaze was fixed on his expression, which seemed to be very serious. Worried that he would express his objection.

Lambert looked around. They were walking slowly. Because of the snow, the students rushed to take shelter in the Hogsmeade buildings. There were not many people on the road, and even fewer passed by here.

Finding that no one heard their conversation, Lambert nodded quite calmly and asked, "Where are you going to meet?"

"The Hog's Head - are you coming?" Harry looked at him expectantly.

Lambert thought for a while, then nodded: "Let's go."

-

The owner of the Pig's Head Bar is Dumbledore's younger brother—almost no one among the students knew about it. Today there was a sign for rest, but after pushing it away, it was full of fifth grade and above students from various colleges.

Gryffindor is represented by Ron, Slytherin is Harry, Hufflepuff is Cedric and Ravenclaw is Hermione.

Uh... the least student, of course, is Slytherin.

Lambert turned his head slightly, listening to Harry and Hermione talking over there, and whispered to the person walking beside him, "Why are you here?"

Draco leaned on the polished low table with his arms folded, and glanced at him leisurely. Because the volume was not high, the voice that came out was light and light, and the irony was unconsciously brought out: "Prevent some People foolishly joined illegal organizations, and were sold off to help count the money.”

Lambert raised his chin to indicate the direction of the door, and replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone here wants to join. It seems that it's time for you to leave."

Of course Draco wasn't going.

Not only did they not leave, but they also put forward several suggestions when Hermione and Harry proposed to set up this Dumbledore’s Army, for example, changing Dumbledore’s name to Hogwarts—in order to avoid the incident and need the headmaster to take the blame for them .

And still set the place to practice spells in the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

In addition, the parchment signed by everyone also has the spell effect of the secrecy spell. The four colleges each elect a representative to be the secret keeper of this matter. Only the four of them can tell this matter.

——Instantly improved the force of this organization.

Lambert looked in the direction of Qiu Zhang deliberately, as if he was thinking about whether it was necessary to make things so formal because of such a person.

Draco noticed his gaze, leaned over and said slowly in his ear: "Even if it wasn't her, there would be someone else, and since you choose to do some things, don't leave any excuses to others. "

Hermione admired Draco's meticulous thinking and his mastery of spells. After obtaining the consent of Cedric, Harry and Ron, the alliance of the four Hogwarts houses was formally established.

The amazing thing is that although using the Hogwarts Alliance is not as appealing as Dumbledore's Army, it inexplicably gave them a deeper sense of belonging, and it also enhanced their understanding of other colleges, virtually strengthening the four colleges. College cohesion.

Although there are currently only three members of Slytherin.

In any case, they finally made some decent resistance under Umbridge's high-handed rule, and everyone was very excited.

-

On the same day that the Hogwarts Union was established, a new sign was hung outside the door of the auditorium on the first floor: No. 60 Eight Education Orders, all student organizations will be disbanded immediately, and those who violate it will be expelled.

Even though Dumbledore had declared that she did not have this right, the loyal supporter of the Minister of Magic did not forget to use the "power" in her hands to show her existence at any time.

The situation seems to be getting more serious.

The Hogwarts Union's Defense Against the Dark Arts practice room, the Room of Requirement, is located on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, opposite a tapestry with a troll holding a stick.The user needs to concentrate on thinking about the desired site, and walk through that section of the wall three times, and then a very smooth door will appear on the wall——

Lambert really needs such a place to practice his actual combat ability.

Patterns appeared faintly on the wall in front of him, and then the patterns gradually turned black, intricately decorating a real door, which slowly unfolded in front of the black-haired Slytherin.

10 minutes later.

The door of the Room of Requirement opened again, and a slender figure with light blond hair slowly walked into the room. The door behind him was slowly closed, and the pattern on the wall gradually disappeared, returning to a smooth and smooth appearance.

Seeing more than a dozen wooden figures appearing in the room, he leaned against the pillar and focused his eyes on the black-haired figure in the middle.

Lambert put down his wand, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and frowned as he looked at the wooden man used for actual combat in the room.To be honest, he didn't expect the training partner of the Room of Response to be so advanced.

I originally thought that being surrounded by them, you only need to raise your hand and throw a spell over them. I didn’t expect that although these wooden men held sticks as magic wands, the tip could not spray out spells, but when they surrounded them, they could point at him with sticks. and according to the angle at which it is pointed at him, it will automatically judge whether it can hit him if the spell is fired——

Once the judgment hits, all the wooden men will disperse and return to the original place.

Lambert watched them gather and disperse several times before he understood this practice mode.

Feeling that the magic power in his body had almost bottomed out, at most he could use an ordinary transfiguration spell, so he put away his wand.A table and chairs suddenly extended from the ground next to it, and delicious black tea and pastries appeared on the table.

He turned his back to the direction of the door, and when he picked up the black tea, he asked, "Why are you standing there?"

Draco pursed his lips, looked at another afternoon tea that appeared on the table, and walked there while returning to him: "It seems that you have grown a little taller, about three or four centimeters, right?"

Lambert sat down on the chair, poured some milk into the black tea, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard what he said. He didn't expect him to find such a gap——

Anyway, whether it is 169 or 173, for 182, the gap is not that big.

But when these words came out of his mouth, the slight ridicule couldn't be shaken off. Lambert just lowered his head and drank his tea, refusing to answer.

The two parties sat quietly on chairs and drank tea, and the atmosphere was harmonious for a few minutes.

When the bottom of the teacup in Draco's hand hit the saucer, he proposed:

"Compared to practicing with this thing, is it better to improve in actual combat?"

Lambert looked up at him, a slight smile appeared in his emerald green eyes, and his light-colored lips raised a nice arc: "Why, do you want to be my partner?"

Draco's answer was to get up from his chair, walk to the far clearing, draw his wand down by his side, and turn to look at him.

Lambert made a wait-and-see gesture with him, raised his hand and twisted the red diamond-shaped earrings around his ears, and after a while, a string of blue bracelets worn by men appeared in his hands.

When Lambert got up, the tables and chairs automatically disappeared in place.

Walking to Draco, he handed him the jade bracelet in his hand: "It can cancel three spells, except for the disarming spell, disarming is considered a loss."

There was an obvious smile in Draco's silver-gray eyes, and the lines at the end of his eyes were raised accordingly. He leaned slightly to get closer to the person in front of him, and the cat disease that only Lambert had was attacked again:

"Is this distressing for me? Yes, there is progress."

Lambert sneered, the temperature of his green eyes dropped sharply, and he replied calmly: "It's because I'm worried that you will be crippled, and I won't be able to pay for it—after all, you are the future heir with two family treasuries."

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small theater:

Draco: I don't care, I don't listen, you just love me.

Lambert: ... want some face?

Draco: I want face, do you want me?

Lambert: ...