[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

When Harry and the others came to the Room of Requirement during the assembly time, the first thing they saw was the huge wooden figures blocking the attacks of flying spells in front of them, and Draco's familiar voice with sarcasm came from not far away:

"Stupefy (faintly) - how long are you going to hide behind the pillar, the others are coming."

"Am I using the terrain rationally? Why do you say it like a turtle? - Expelliarmus (except your weapon)!" Of course Lambert knows a lot of spells, but when it comes to actual combat , especially in the face of acquaintances, of course he can't choose any lethality, which makes him have to draw out his wand at many right moments, and the speed of chanting the spell can't keep up at all, so he can only find a safe defensive place to hold back , Think hard about whether there is a suitable spell.

I finally know why in the original book, Harry basically only uses the Disarming Curse when fighting others.

Draco sneered to show his disdain, and quickly dodged to the side. While avoiding his spell, he swung his wand at the outstretched arm behind the pillar, and the next second——the one in Lambert's hand The wand flew into the air.

"I won." When Draco announced the result, his usually rising and elongated voice dropped a lot, except for the smile in his eyes, his expression was relatively flat, he put away his wand and stood there waiting for him to come out.

That tone was completely taken for granted.

The moment the results came out, the giant sparring wooden figures in front of Harry and the others moved around, gradually making room for them, and arranged them neatly in the corner.

It was at this time that they could see clearly the scene not far away, which was Draco and Lambert's practice - just from the level of the cracks in the floor tiles, and a few pictures hanging from the ceiling that were clearly cut from it. From the point of view of the flag, this situation can be described as mild in terms of practice.

Lambert came out from behind the pillar, leaned over to pick up his wand, pursed his lips a little unhappy, and looked at Draco.

The light-blond Slytherin curled his lips, stood on the spot and looked at him with his arms folded, expressing the dissatisfaction in his heart: "What? Do you think I made a foul with wandless magic?"

Indeed it is.

But Lambert knows better that in a real battle, who cares what magic you use, winning is the kingly way.

Rather reluctantly replied: "No, I am not as skilled as others."

Draco widened the smile on his lips quite happily, and replied with a smile: "This answer is really comforting."

Lambert: ...mmp.

Others: ...Are we here to watch you flirt like no one else?

A group of people looked at each other, kicked over a pot of dog food in their hearts, and finally turned their eyes to Harry.

Harry thought it's useless for you to look at me, you just come here with a few people, and split them up, wouldn't it be enough?

He sighed deeply for himself in his heart, he took two steps forward, and was about to say something, Draco glanced at them first, and said lightly: "I'll go first."

Lambert hadn't planned to train with so many people, and the spells he practiced with Hogwarts students at the same level were not at the same level of difficulty. He also nodded slightly at Harry, his lips raised A gentle arc: "My practice today is almost the same."

Judging from the battle between the two of them just now, everyone knew their strength, but the two thighs with excellent combat ability said they wanted to leave, how could this work!

Hermione spoke first and said, "The people standing here today, not to mention actually using spells to fight against people, even defensive spells, there are many things they don't understand. If you are not busy, can you take a little time to teach us? "

The brown-haired girl looks more refined than when she was a child, and she also has an intellectual beauty.I am still a university bully myself, and to be honest, most people are not very resistant to the pursuit of knowledge from a scholar bully.

Draco snorted unhappily when Lambert nodded - he knew it.

Lambert looked back at him quite calmly, and his eyes touched the jade bracelet on his hand. When he was about to speak, Draco raised his pointed chin slightly, and his slightly pale face was full of willfulness. : "Don't think about it."

Lambert couldn't do anything about his shamelessness, so he thought about it: Forget it, as long as you are happy, brother is not short of this money.

-

When he really started teaching them magic, Lambert discovered a problem: because he helped Harry release Sirius in advance, after Azkaban was captured, dementors wandered around in the wizarding world, and The main character doesn't know how to invoke the protection spell!

Not only would the protagonist not, but he also... Because he found out that the danger was lifted at that time, he didn't ask Yige to teach him during the holiday.

So, after Draco listed the basic defensive spells with a cold face, he found that all eyes, including Lambert's, were focused on him alone.

"Don't tell me, no one here knows this spell?——It's the joke of the year." Speaking of everyone, Draco's silver-gray eyes only looked at Lambert.

Lambert licked his dry lower lip, raised his hand and said, "Sorry, my fault."

I changed the plot just to be lazy, my fault.

As if he also thought of the so-called spoiler plot he saw from Lambert, Draco withdrew his gaze and scanned the faces of all the people present one by one: "Next, I will show you a demonstration, I hope you will be unlucky one day Don't throw it out of your brain when you meet a Dementor - ExpectoPatronum!"

A ray of white light emerged from the tip of his wand, and as the light spread out, a huge white snake gradually emerged, and the snake's body flexibly circled around him before turning into white light and dissipating.

white snake?Boy, I still have some memories of The Legend of the White Snake here, are you interested?

Lambert tried his best to keep his expression normal, but there was always a guy who paid extra attention to him. Draco raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if asking him if he had any questions.

Lambert thought for a while and added: "The characteristic of using this spell is that when you say it, you need to recall your happiest things."

"Because dementors can bring back the most terrifying and darkest memories in people's hearts." Hermione continued quickly.

After briefly speaking some basic defensive spells, Draco stopped talking, looking like his patience was exhausted.Harry answered at the right time: "Why don't we start with the simplest disarming spell? I remember this was mentioned in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course in the second grade."

The people headed by Neville just looked at these Slytherins blankly. There was nothing they could do. There were too many important points in the past few minutes, and they felt that they couldn't remember them very well.

The Weasley brothers drew out their wands, smiled and waved provocatively at the wooden figures in the corner, one of them looked at him and replied: "It's okay, even if it's just practicing the simplest levitation spell - that's better than the pink toad's lesson." A hundred times better."

"Ten thousand times that, George."

Harry couldn't help but grin upon hearing their approval.

In the following time, Lambert was among the crowd, pointing out their spells one by one. When Neville just uttered the Disarming Charm, his wand flew out.

Draco, who was watching, chuckled, and everyone saw that Neville blushed.

Lambert walked up to him with a headache: "It seems that you are only suitable for teaching theory, Draco, didn't you have something to do just now? Hurry up, you are not needed here."

Draco glanced at him, then turned and left.Harry noticed this, watched Draco walk out of the Room of Requirement, leaned over and asked, "Is he angry?"

Lambert shrugged: "It's not the first time anyway."

Harry wanted so badly to give him a thumbs up.

-

The first small class in the Room of Requirement was very successful. After the class, many people became obsessed with the feeling of being able to wave a wand. There were even people practicing spells in Umbridge's class.

Lambert couldn't feel the excitement, and walked to the library after it was over.Some recent Potions class assignments have become more and more difficult, and he has to read more books to barely maintain his usual grades at excellent, and there are even very few cases where he is good.

After registering from Madam Pomfrey, Lambert went out and walked down the stairs. Seeing that the next flight of stairs was about to move, he stopped in front of the corridor on the third floor, intending to take another route.

Walking in the corridor was a small figure holding a book. Because there were so many books in her arms, she had to stop and look at the road ahead after walking for a while, worrying that she would bump into someone else.

When she stopped by the stairs, she suddenly felt a lightness in her arms, and her field of vision suddenly widened, and she looked up in a daze, and was facing the handsome boy with black hair.

Before Lambert could say hello, she saw that her face was suddenly covered with a layer of pink, and then slowly turned red as if heated by the air, her lips were murmured, and she couldn't speak a word.

Lambert belatedly remembered the rumors that had been circulating in Slytherin before, and immediately retreated a little bit intimately, raised the two books in his hand, and showed her a gentle and harmless smile, the emerald green The eyes are like a piece of introverted emerald, which is very beautiful: "I'm sorry, I saw that you carried a lot of books, so I helped you get a few - didn't scare you?"

The girl shook her head quickly, and replied to him in that soft voice: "Thank you, thank you."

Lambert is really not very good at getting along with her, because this person is too introverted, and if no one asks her a question, she can stay alone in the corner, and will be ignored by everyone without knowing it.

"Going back to the Slytherin cellar?" After thinking for a while, Lambert asked her first to see if it was on the way.

Angela nodded, hugged her book, and followed him cautiously, deliberately keeping a not too far or too close distance from him.It was too silent on the road, so Lambert had no choice but to open his mouth to find a topic: "How are you getting along with Miss Greengrass recently?"

Angela glanced at him with some doubts, and then whispered back: "Because of Professor Umbridge's new education order, the Slytherin group has also been disbanded. I... haven't talked to Ah Sister Si is together."

Because of her low voice, she always felt vague when she spoke, but once she brought her own emotions, it all turned into a coquettish taste.

Hearing her address, Lambert nodded knowingly. It seems that they get along well.

After that, I was speechless all the way. After returning to the Slytherin dungeon, Lambert handed her the book in his hand. After she hugged her, she whispered to him: "Thank you for the potion homework last time... And, and..."

Lambert said "Huh?", leaned over to look at her, and asked patiently, "What else?"

"Also, those words in the academy... I, I know you are not that kind of person, so don't be sad because of those words." Angela snapped, organizing her words at an unprecedented speed, because she was extra shy, When he said these words, his face blushed again, and he ran upstairs quickly after speaking.

Lambert was stunned for a moment, before answering her with a smile.

Standing up straight, watching her figure disappear at the corner of the stairs, Lambert stood up straight, exhaled softly, and a gentle taste appeared in the dark green eyes.

What a sweet and caring little angel.

"Sure enough, I like this genre—" A familiar voice came from behind him who was clear and teasing.

He turned around, didn't respond to Draco's words, met his silver-gray eyes, and was about to say something to change the subject when Draco suddenly asked:

"In the previous practice, you held out your wand and then retracted it when you first got around the pillar—what was the spell?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Draco: Looking at her or not at me?Am I a better student than her?

Lambert [without sincerity]: Oh, you are amazing.