[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

In fact, even though Dumbledore had guessed what they were doing, he was still shocked to a certain extent by what Lambert and Draco said, almost as soon as Lambert finished speaking. , His wise and bright eyes showed a very obvious admiration:

"I'm afraid I'll have to add points to Slytherin at the end of the term—even if I were your age, I wouldn't be more courageous than you, children, and your wisdom is no less than any good adult. wizard."

Uh, two brave Slytherins?

Lambert and Draco looked at each other tacitly, and unanimously decided to ignore the word. Obviously, intelligence is much more pleasant to Slytherin than courage.

"Thank you for your compliment, sir, but I thought - if it is possible, please keep this a secret between us? I am afraid that Draco's father would not want to hear that his son died in ancient times this morning. A feat at the gate of the Ling Pavilion."

Just thinking about the consequences, Lambert felt that he would be skinned by Narcissa for inciting her son to do dangerous things or something.

Dumbledore laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he replied loudly, "Oh! Of course! Of course! By the way, for the sake of your friendship, I will also remember not to show my mouth in front of Harry."

At the end, Dumbledore winked at Lambert very cutely, with a look of "I understand, don't worry", Lambert couldn't help but smile.

"Since things have come to this point, it seems that I have to pay an early visit to an old friend who has been reclusive, and wish you a Merry Christmas in advance, Lambert, Draco." The headmaster wanted to talk, and from beginning to end he only added some details when Lambert was talking about things, but Dumbledore still smiled and said goodbye to them one by one, and then disappeared in front of the two.

Lambert breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw Draco staring at the place where Dumbledore disappeared before, with a thoughtful look, and subconsciously asked:

"what are you thinking?"

Draco was about to tell him some guesses about who Dumbledore was going to meet, when he turned his head to meet his eyes, remembering that this person knew more than himself, he immediately returned to his usual lazy look Appearance, casually replied:

"I wonder what kind of Christmas present I will receive from you this year."

Lambert suddenly remembered the greeting card that was given to him for Christmas once before, a smile appeared on his face instantly, he cleared his throat, and he replied, "Don't worry, it's definitely better than a greeting card—"

"You really have the nerve to mention that greeting card. I swear, if you use such unintentional things to perfuse me this year, I will break up with you and do what I say." Draco snorted softly, thinking of his own The gift that would be given out was also associated with Lambert's perfunctory a few years ago, and there was a bit of annoyance in those silver-gray eyes, and this emotion was directly brought out by his words.

The black-haired boy raised his hands, blinked innocently and replied: "I think when you only remember my bad Christmas presents, should I remind your forgetful brain about how bad you were to me at that time?" manner?"

Draco snorted again, and when he was about to say something back, Lambert suddenly clapped his hands and looked at him with some unease:

"Oops, I forgot—can I make up an invitation letter for Uncle Lucius and Aunt Narcissa now?"

After all, it was a big day like Christmas, and it was a formal invitation to be a guest. It would be too informal without an invitation letter.

Draco raised his eyebrows, because when he told his parents before, he only said that he could move to a safer place, and Christmas was obviously incidental, so he didn't mention it, but now that Lambert took the initiative to say , and he followed suit:

"I'm so glad that your brain, which seems to have been filled with oblivion potions, still has the most basic etiquette left?"

At that time, Lambert found Harry down the stairs, and asked him for a quill and paper. Hearing Draco's sarcasm, he pressed his tongue with his tongue, and turned to look at him with a smile: "Before I go after your weird tone of voice, Draco, you'd better take the initiative to explain what made you look like this."

"Oh, it's just that I just saw someone responding to my feelings, and then he was quite dissatisfied with the fact that the youngest son of the red-haired family chased after his former goddess." The light-blond boy dragged his tone, Fully express your emotions with a lazy expression and a flat tone.

Compared with refuting the amount of information in his long sentence, Lambert grasped another important point:

"How did you know?"

Obviously at that time he was still in the upstairs room of his parents.

Draco snorted softly, refusing to answer his question.Lambert didn't care too much. It just so happened that Harry brought both the paper and the quill, which happened to be high-quality letterhead paper. The only troublesome thing was that he didn't bring the family seal, so he could only wave a magic wand to imprint a magical family seal. .

-

In the afternoon, Lambert left Grimmauld Place with the Malfoys and Rhine.

Harry was obviously very reluctant to part with this brief separation, but he soon learned new news from Sirius—this Christmas, they have been invited by the Weasley family and will go to Owen County at the Weasleys' Christmas party.

Recently, he had gotten used to the excitement at home, so he was finally much happier when he heard the news.

And the group of people who walked along Castle Combe to Brook Canyon was about to relive Draco's experience that night—at least Draco thought so.

However, from the moment they walked into the woods, the trees in front of them moved to make a wide avenue, and behind them instantly turned into overlapping forests—this is the function of Peverell's family protection spell and shielding spell.

Even Lambert himself didn't know that the scope of Al's control was so wide.

Maybe it was because he was with the calm Malfoy family, the smirk on Rhine's face has subsided a lot. Seeing this scene now, he just glanced at Lambert in surprise and curled his lips, looking like he wanted to boast something, but In the end, he didn't say anything.

Since Lambert inherited the Peverell family, strictly speaking, he has not had much contact with the pure-blood families in the British wizarding world, so he is actually quite nervous when facing the Malfoys at this moment.

After all, the impression of their pride in the original book is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"I hope the next scene won't scare you." Because of the connection with the castle, Lambert can feel the distance between the castle and himself at any time. When he was about to arrive, he smiled and bent over to look at the person behind him. The person made a "please" gesture, and the people behind walked out of the woods. They thought they would have to walk for a long time, but they suddenly saw the standing castle.

"I think I may have guessed the reason why Peverell has lived in seclusion for a long time but has not been discovered? The concealment spells around here are quite advanced." Lucius raised his chin habitually, and made a statement about this ancient family's hermitage. own opinion.

Lambert smiled, and the smile in the green eyes was much more - it is obvious that Lucius' words can already be classified as the type of appreciation.

In fact, Peverell certainly didn't just rely on the spell for reasons.Sensing that the castle in front of him wanted to greet the new guest cheerfully, Lambert stopped him in time:

"Don't move—don't scare our guests, Al." Lambert raised his voice and said to the castle in front of him, and then the castle turned on a few lights in dissatisfaction, then turned them off again, and obediently stood there motionless .

Rhine couldn't bear his chatter anymore, and said to Lambert with a smile: "You didn't say your house is so special before, Lambert."

Lambert subconsciously glanced at Draco, then paid attention to the eyes of Lucius and Narcissa, and found that there was not much surprise in their eyes, and Lucius, who likes to collect all kinds of items, was obviously not interested in this kind of house. Looking very interested, he explained one more sentence along Rhine's words:

"For some special reasons, this castle has a soul, but please don't worry, it has a special connection with me and will not harm any guests."

Although Draco had already explained many strange phenomena in this place, Narcissa still felt that it was beyond the acceptable range when she saw it with her own eyes.But she looked at her lover who didn't show it, and then at her son, who was clearly attached to Lambert. The trust in her family overcame the uneasiness in her heart, so she nodded at Lambert, revealing A faint smile, which appeared on her already beautiful and noble face, seemed very friendly.

As for the ancestors of the family—in order to avoid explaining to Lucius about the existence of ghosts in the family, or to draw too much attention to the Horcruxes, the ancestors didn't come out.

"Such a magnificent castle should not lack hard-working elves - if you don't mind, Mr. Lambert, I think the house elves in Malfoy Manor can help you? As compensation for our interruption for many days , I think they are pretty good at cleaning.” Because of the high quality of life, Lucius looked at many old items in the hall, habitually showed a standard smile to Lambert, and suggested road.

Lambert nodded, and also returned him with a smile: "Of course, Uncle Lucius, in fact, I have always hoped to get a few elves from somewhere—but since they usually only loyally serve the ancient continuation of the pure Blood family, that is not easy for me to get."

Obviously, Lucius was pleased by the description of the pure-blood family in his words, and his somewhat haughty chin nodded slightly, which was regarded as his approval of his words.

Compared to Lucius and his wife who still had time to visit the castle, Rhine didn't know if he was busy taking care of the creatures in his box or for some other reason. He hurriedly recognized his room and then locked the door. Don't give up your plan to stay home.

-

Two days later.

Christmas Eve.

I have to say that with the addition of the house elves, the Peverell Castle this Christmas has a completely new look-and because of the presence of the Malfoy couple, the fireworks in the castle are a bit more.

The interior decoration of the castle is more exquisite than when Hogwarts held a banquet. A tall Christmas tree is beside the fireplace, covered with various decorations—I don’t know if it’s Lambert’s illusion, he always feels that he is at home. The decoration color of the castle seems to be gradually dominated by green?

Lambert was sitting in the studio answering the letters sent by the various families this year—there was a lot more stuff than in previous years, because the news of the disappearance of the Malfoy family couple was on the cusp of the return of the Dark Lord. Many families couldn't sit still—at this moment, the door of the studio was opened.

Because of Christmas, the background of the studio was changed to winter snowflakes, and the background special effects of the whole room can be changed arbitrarily like the ceiling of Hogwarts.

Seeing Draco in casual clothes, Lambert raised the letter in his hand with a tired expression: "To be honest, I'm very glad that I haven't made too much limelight in the pure-blood wizard family in recent years. ——I can’t imagine the days before you, why can’t these things be set on fire?”

Draco sneered, took a few steps forward and took the letter in his hand. After scanning ten lines at a glance, he saw the quill stuck in the ink on the table, picked it up casually, and took the stack of letters on Lambert's desk. Blank paper, completed the reply with a beautiful flower in two or three strokes——

"In fact, if you really pay attention to the world of pure-blood families, Lambert, you will find that these customary greetings are indispensable to us. I have noticed that you have appeared more and more frequently in the living room recently. Low, just because of these... Marriage proposal? The Moria family? Chick." Continuing to help him return the new unopened letter from Lambert's desk, Draco stood by the desk and spoke to him naturally chat.

Lambert touched his nose guiltily: "Because every festival you have, I have to think about how to make money—"

Meeting the scrutinizing eyes of the light-blond Slytherin, he paused and said the truth: "Well, I think you've figured it out, I'm not very good at dealing with your parents. Sorry to say that though. —I don't know how much trust I can give them, Draco, I only trust you."

Hearing his words, Draco smiled, his silver-gray eyes were also full of smiles, and the light-blond hair on his forehead partially covered his forehead, but the color made his skin paler.

He understood Lambert's hesitation.

But more importantly than that, he had to let Lambert know something about the Malfoy family.

"Malfoy has always been one. Maybe others see more of our principles, not putting ourselves in danger. But we have more important principles, never betray your family, and always put protecting your family first Mrs. Lambert, I think you can give them the same treatment as I do."

Lambert froze for a moment, staring into his eyes for a long while, as if he was relieved, but also as if he was finally relieved.

After a while, he replied:

"Okay, if you wish."