[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Knockturn Alley.

The weather in the UK is always changing rapidly. I don’t know when the dark clouds will be on the top of the head. There is only a narrow intestine between Diagon Alley and Diagon Alley next door. Occasionally, a person who passed by was tightly wrapped in a black robe and hood, and then disappeared in the same place in the blink of an eye.

Thick frost was hanging on the edge of the shop window opposite. Lambert was wearing a thick coat, huddled in an alleyway that only one person could pass through, breathed into his palms, rubbed his hands, and especially missed Rhine's warming spell.

The skin between the upper lip and the nose was a bit stiff, and the blood clot made it difficult for him to speak, he sighed sadly: "I want to call 999, Yige, and let the almighty people's police come to rescue poor Malfoy gentlemen."

A kind and slightly low-pitched laughter sounded from the pocket watch, and it seemed dull because of the metal case.Yige let him express meaningless emotions there, and after his low energy passed, he suggested: "If you want me to say, pure-blood families have always paid attention to protecting their offspring, you just need to go back to the place where you were just now. His family will come to him, and you don't have to feel guilty about it, kid."

Lambert was silent for a while, then replied flatly: "How can I do that? My conscience will hurt."

...that's weird.

It is estimated that after the last Christmas banquet, the Malfoy family did not treat him very well.If Lucius knew that his son had met him again this time and encountered this kind of kidnapping incident—to be honest, Lambert would feel that he had nothing to do with this arrogant rich man, not to mention what the Malfoy family thought. The horoscopes of the second generation are inconsistent.

If it weren't for this inexplicable tragedy, he would promise to be a messenger without saying a word.

And now, he chooses this path, may die QAQ

It was so quiet that only the wind whizzed through the hall, and a cat meowed from somewhere. This weird atmosphere and the cat's shrill voice always made people feel chills in their backs.

But Lambert, who understood the content of the cry, breathed a sigh of relief and raised it again.

The arrival of Big Meow will not help him except to give him one more chat partner. After all, he can't imagine that this cat will suddenly give him the aura of "killing all directions".

"I'm so exhausted, meow, why did you suddenly disappear? What kind of strange world is this?" A white cat in a yellow coat quickly jumped towards him from a distance, and suddenly touched porcelain when it reached his feet. Lie down on the ground with a super-belly belly, looking lazy to get up again after being paralyzed for a while.

Lambert touched his nose, heheed twice, and replied: "I don't mean that the wizarding world welcomes you belatedly. You don't mind, do you? After all, what I'm thinking about now is how to save the hostages from a lunatic." a difficult problem."

He unconsciously picked the gray-black bricks on the wall next to the seam, staring at his own movements in a daze.The white cat on the ground suddenly jumped up when he heard his words, and its tail stood up in a rare way, and laughed a few times triumphantly: "Haha! It's finally time for me to show my skills!"

Lambert was frightened by it... a piece of the brick was torn off.

It hit the ground with a muffled sound.

"Time is running out, hurry up and change into clothes suitable for combat!" Da Miao was as excited as if he had eaten too much hormone pork belly, and even stood up and looked at him eagerly, supporting the weight with his hind legs, for fear that others would not know It's very different from other flirtatious sluts.

Lambert replied without changing his face: "It's so stupid, don't."

He lowered his head and glanced at the brick that had been pulled out just now, fearing that a certain cat would not give up, he added: "It's not as good as a brick when you change clothes."

At least it was a weapon, though it didn't make a difference for his size.

Of course Big Meow will not give up easily, stomping his hind legs and said anxiously: "But if you don't change your appearance, that person won't open the door for you! And our Northern Kingdom's military uniform also has fighting skills! It's especially suitable for non-combat people like you personnel!"

...Oh, the five scumbags blame me for losing the battle?

Before he could express his disdain, the pocket watch spoke again: "It's a good idea, kid. I think you should remember that gadget you brought with you when you went out. This is a good way."

Lambert's head was full of black lines, "...Ig, why are you following along?" Do you remember that you are a magician yourself?You actually encouraged me to change my outfit and use a brick to face the same kind, what do you think, old ancestor?

"Oh! Approved! Enter the dress-up mode!" Big Cat announced excitedly. When Lambert was still in a daze, a huge wardrobe suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the door opened and sucked him in— —

Looking at the girl's room full of pink atmosphere around him, Lambert felt that he was being forced into prostitution, and he sighed deeply in his heart for his receding virtue.

After all, he really couldn't think of a better way than this unreliable crooked idea.

"It's a military uniform. If you make women's clothing for me, I promise I'll never end with you, meow." After thinking about it, Lambert made the last struggle, because that fighting skill sounded quite tempting. At least it looks like there is a ten percent chance of winning.

The cloaked meow didn't appear in the room, but its voice was surround in the room:

"This cat is the latest development of the system! Can you change any clothes to suit the player? You are questioning my professionalism!"

Heh, the professionalism of a dressup game, the best joke of the year.

Lambert was afraid that it would become angry and lock himself in the girl's little black room, or that something would be messed up, so he suppressed the ridicule, and took out the old compass from the deep pocket of his jacket .

God bless, I hope the age group that shakes out is between 15 and 40 years old.

Shaking it lightly, and seeing the pointer start to move tremblingly, he felt that his current mentality was very much like a person waiting for a lottery draw or a casino fanatic——

Three six!open open open!

The pointer turned slowly like a tortoise. I don't know if it heard Lambert's inner voice. After climbing a quarter of the distance, it stopped moving—at the same time, Lambert felt himself His field of vision was rising rapidly, and soon reached the height he was most accustomed to.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands and feet, which had been elongated quickly as if he had taken height-enhancing drugs. The clothes on his body really stretched to the most suitable size for him as his body changed, as Da Miao said.

He whistled happily, and the black-haired boy showed a satisfied smile on his face: "I am indeed an authentic European."

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In the depths of Knockturn Alley, a small gray building was sandwiched between the surrounding houses. The windows were thickly covered with dust, and it was impossible to tell whether there were people living inside.

A white cat looked down from the chimney of the roof, turned around a few times, and then stepped on the bricks of the roof to find another way down. Soon, it found something and landed lightly on the next door. On the eaves of the house, he jumped back to the window here, found a gap and got in.

A few minutes later, the window of the kitchen on the first floor was pushed open by a fluffy white head.From the alleyway next to it, a man quickly jumped over against the wall, quietly opened the window, and went in.

In the room on the second floor.

The buttons of the clothes he snatched from him were still in a mess, the man was not in the mood to tidy himself up at all, he stamped anxiously back and forth in the room, the expression on his face twitched occasionally, deliberately suppressing his emotions.Occasionally, he stopped and looked viciously at the boy who was huddled in a corner, wishing to tear a piece of flesh off him.

He had already figured it out, and when Lucius got rid of the dog-nosed Aurors in the Ministry of Magic, he would go to find his master. The Dark Mark on his body hadn't disappeared, so the master must still be alive.At that time, these traitors who did not enter Azkaban will definitely be punished by their master.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Mulciber suddenly looked in that direction, subconsciously slowed down, walked towards the door, leaned against the door and listened to the movement for a while, and heard the knock on the door again, accompanied by a man's voice:

"Excuse me, is anyone here? The owner asked me to come and build the wall today."

Build a wall?Mulciber was a little puzzled.

He touched the doorknob suspiciously, and the moment he opened it, he thought:

wrong!This is the second floor, how did that person get in?

Responding quickly, he touched the wand at his waist, and shouted to the people outside the moment he opened the door: "Avada——"

Halfway through the incantation, the magic wand in his hand was suddenly subjected to a force, and the first half broke suddenly, and the green light from the tip of the wand moved retrogradely along the body of the wand, "—Kedavra!"

The man was hit by a green light and flew backwards, hit the wall on the other side, and slid to the ground, still holding the half-destroyed wand in his hand.

The black-haired boy outside the door was wearing a white military uniform and trousers. He looked down at the brick in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

He used the death-defying curse when he came up, this big brother played too much, didn't he?

Fortunately, my own European spirit is strong, and I took the first step. Facts have proved that no magic wand is as hard as a brick!

"A legend: the second lucky person in history to escape the death curse." A smile appeared on the boy's handsome face, and he was very interested in drafting a topic for tomorrow's Daily Prophet—if a reporter could capture this scene today if.

"Good idea." There was sparse applause from the corner, and he turned his head to see Malfoy's pale face with a mocking smile, "Actually, I'm also thinking about whether you and the Potter family are related by blood." Relationship, or why am I always so unlucky when I meet you?"

The expensive cloth cloak on his body became gray due to the previous friction with the ground, and even the meticulously combed hair looked a little messy at the moment, and the short light golden hair fell on his forehead, making his already pale face appear It is even less bloody.

The 20-year-old man stood at the door, laughed dryly twice, and suggested: "I think, you don't have to be so mean in your words of thanks to your savior."

"Thanks to a Muggle in pure blood for using his sensitive brain to figure out a way to use bricks to fight the curse?" Draco walked up to him expressionlessly, even looking up at him, his aura remained Not bad, after a pause, he continued: "Unless I'm crazy."

Lambert followed behind him, not to be outdone, retorted: "But this is the only way, I haven't learned the spell yet, and if I go to your father, he will probably blame me, I'm very old Chances are you won’t see the rising sun tomorrow.”

Draco sneered, and quickened his pace without looking back, trying to shake him off.

But obviously, a certain boy with a height advantage at the moment didn't see his plan at all, so he took a few steps forward and continued to explain:

"You see, we may study in a school in the future, or maybe a college. When we really get along, you will know that our two meetings are completely accidental."

After all, he wouldn't just kill Draco every day, 360 days a year.

he thought so optimistically.

The light blond boy suddenly stopped and looked back at him, with the words 'unbelievable' written on his face:

"Now that I want to thank you for telling me ahead of time the next seven years of terrible life, I will seriously consider the invitation that Durmstrang will send me next year."

Lambert: ...felt hurt.

The first little friend I met when I came to this world, I detested him to the point where I would rather become a monk than see him again.

The author has something to say:

Clothes with enhanced responsiveness are just so cowhide!Meow is the protagonist of this world!

In fact, this is a story about the owner of the invisibility cloak and the dressing system unite to conquer the magical world!No role for Lambert!Ha ha ha ha!

Lambert: ...convex.

--small theater:

Future Hogwarts life:

Being set on fire for the nth time, Draco dodged the attack and looked at the safe Lambert with a blank expression: "Is it an accident before?"

Lambert: ...Maybe it was a beautiful accident when we first met.

Author: Distressed Draco. 【Spot wax.jpg】

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