[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Although it was still winter, many people in the carriage opened the windows for ventilation. The dementors entangled outside the train seemed to enjoy the panic of their prey, and only crawled in through the windows when they wandered enough——

However, what they didn't expect was that there were not only prey for them to slaughter in the carriage, but also some fangs that disgusted them. '

As the dementors approached, Lambert felt that the ring on his hand was gradually heating up, and doubts flashed in his mind: Is it because the dementors are dark creatures, so the ring sensed the breath to wake him up? ?

"Expecto Patronum (Calling God Guard)——" I don't know when, Lambert and Draco stood back to back in the corridor of the carriage, and saw someone from another carriage on the opposite side coming through the open door Seeing Pan Xi, who was about to pounce towards Panxi, the gray-black terrifying shadow, the black-haired boy with a sullen face shouted the spell firmly.

White light appeared from his wand, gradually converging into a small cat, which looked very much like Big Meow when he was a child.

At the same time, on the other side that Draco was facing, there was also a half-body of a dementor leaning into the car window, hugging the face of a boy by the window, and it seemed that the next second he was going to give him a cold sore Kiss that sucks the soul.

The light-blond Slytherin raised his hand slightly, pointed at the dementor with the hawthorn wand, and slightly lowered his casual tone in the past, chanting the same spell in a calm tone.A beam of white light spewed out from the tip of the wand, and the light quickly merged into a huge white snake, cruising towards the black shadow in mid-air, and hit the dementor's head directly.

The two dementors made an unpleasant sound that was roaring or something, and they were driven away by the white cat and the snake. The Slytherins who were crouching under the table or screaming in the car gradually became quiet. , looking up at the white snake and the light cat swimming above the head, the coldness in my heart seemed to gradually recede from the limbs and bones, and the temperature of the beating heart returned with the flow of blood.

Pan Xi raised her head in shock, and looked at the two people standing back to back. The silent, unhesitating confidence in trusting each other made her stunned for a moment.

Oddly enough, she actually felt that the uneasiness and agitation that had been buried in her heart for a long time, like dust floating in the air, finally fell to the ground calmly and silently, and it was like a hexagonal snowflake, which finally fell on the unfinished winter day. The icy, still slightly warm surface of the lake melted in an instant.

At that moment, she suddenly understood that since a long time ago, she was not the most suitable person for Draco.

Lambert waved his wand and pointed at the other end of the carriage. The white cat in mid-air followed the direction of his wand and ran out of the carriage, trying to get as close as possible to the dementor in that carriage, protecting with more students.

Draco suddenly asked about a strange smell, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, and almost made his heart skip a beat. Subconsciously, he glanced back at Blaise and Pansy at the table, narrowed his eyes, and found that the smell that should have been The big white cat sitting in Lambert's seat was nowhere to be seen.

Blaise tilted his head slightly, looked carefully at the protective spell issued by the tip of Draco's wand, frowned slightly, and turned his eyes away half puzzled and half relieved the next moment.

He remembered that the Malfoy family could not have a patron saint because of their family characteristics.

The vacillating Malfoy family, which always puts the family's interests first, is unable to use this kind of spell that only those with a strong will can learn.

But Draco's behavior explained well why their family stood in Dumbledore's camp at a speed that almost made other pure-blood families feel impatient in this dispute in the wizarding world.

Perhaps, the persistence of the Malfoy family this time was unexpected firmness.

Blaise thought of some rumors about the Malfoy family: Some patriarchs who had known Lucius for many years speculated that he might have given up the position of Patriarch of the Malfoy family to his son in advance?

After all, this time, the various actions of the Malfoy family were too inconsistent with Lucius' behavior.

By the way, it is precisely because their family stood in line ahead of time and turned their backs on the Dark Lord, which instantly increased the pressure on other families.

The farthest range of Lambert's white cat can only dispel the dementors in one car, and if it goes farther, it will be out of the range of his magic power output, and the patron saint will dissipate, so the white cat that ran around turned back back.

Seeing the Patronus coming back through the opened carriage door, Lambert frowned suddenly.

He tilted his head to ask Draco, "After you came in—"

"The door is closed." Draco knew what he was going to ask and gave the answer in advance.

The two patron saints running in mid-air ran around in the carriage because the master's magic power had not yet been withdrawn. The positive emotions infected many Slytherins, and made many people's emotions return to stability. They even had time to sit back and tidy up. His appearance was messed up because of the commotion just now.

Draco thought of the smell he smelled just now—it had become extremely weak now, and asked him slightly, "Where's your cat?"

The bad premonition in Lambert's heart came true. Because of the distraction of the owner, the white cat in midair turned into white light particles and dissipated in the air.The icing on the windows has not yet cleared, which means that there are still an unknown number of dementors wandering around the train.

To make matters worse, the speed of the train was gradually slowing down. No one thought about what kind of terrible thing it would be if the Hogwarts Express stopped halfway.

Lambert gritted his teeth, and he suddenly realized that the heat from the previous ring was not only caused by the dementors, but someone used black magic to sneak into the compartment.

But the target...why is Big Meow?

While annoyed that he shouldn't have brought it back to Hogwarts, Lambert walked towards the carriage door.

Draco knew that he would have this reaction. With a wave of his wand, the white snake in the midair instantly followed Lambert's figure, and he also followed Lambert's pace.The Slytherins who couldn't use the Invoke Guardian spell looked at each other.

...Feeling that white snake took away the few love they had for their classmates? ?

Well, it's very Slytherin.

Blaise twitched the corners of his lips, turned his head to see Pansy's blind eyes, and said dryly:

"I think there should be only one way for us to avoid the dementor's kiss."

Pansy: "...?"

Blaise's tone contained the despair that Tibet couldn't hide: "Pray to Merlin that they won't have the hobby of turning back."

Pansy covered her face with her hands and let out a sob.

Merlin witnessed that at this moment, she really wanted to rush out and be the light bulb for those two people - at least it felt safe to be by their side.

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Ever since Lambert discovered that the big cat was missing, there was an indescribable anxiety in his brows. His whole body was like a volcano about to erupt. Draco took his arm from behind and said lazily:

"You look very much like you are about to rush out and die with the Dark Lord in the next second."

Lambert pursed his lips, followed his strength and stopped for a while, then looked up at him seriously after a few seconds, and said in a flat tone: "Sorry, I can't calm down now." Mingming's tone was so cold It can make people shiver, but the content of what he said makes people understand that his brain really can't accommodate other things at this time.

Breaking away from Draco's hand, he continued to look from room to room, as if he would only relax when he saw that lively white figure reappear in front of him.

Draco looked at his back, although he understood Lambert's feelings, but when he thought that the patron saint of this man was still that stupid cat, and he had completely lost his composure like never before, he couldn't help feeling that he might I'm going to eat a cat's vinegar.

"Nott's carriage is nearby. According to the current position of the pure-blood family, he is the only one who would do such a thing."

Stepping to keep up with Lambert, Draco said something faintly behind him.

At this moment, a very familiar white stag ran in at the door at the end of this carriage. The stag galloped along the aisle of the carriage. Behind it, Harry walked over with a fat white stag in his arms. .

Lambert was originally restless, but when his gaze caught sight of the color in his arms, he couldn't help speeding up his steps to meet him.

"Seeing it running to my side by itself, I thought something happened to you too—" Harry was visibly relieved, and the big cat in his arms kept meowing, looking very disturbed.

However, seeing Lambert at this moment, he finally jumped out of Harry's arms, and almost ran towards Lambert crying, "Wow—Lan Xixi help me! There are troublemakers trying to kill me!"

Lambert squatted down halfway to catch it, happily caught it, couldn't help smoothing the trembling white cat, got up and said, "Why did you run outside?"

Harry greeted Draco next to him, "Were you in the Slytherin carriage?"

Draco nodded slightly, his eyes were always on Lambert and the cat in his arms, he suddenly raised his chin in their direction, and asked, "Why did that stupid cat come to you? "

"Fortunately, I'm smart! I felt the breath of black magic! I just ran away! And I was smart and ran into Harry on the way! Praise me!" Big Meow is obviously a typical example of remembering to eat but not to fight. Let Lambert make a false alarm, but also embarrassed to ask for praise.

Lambert looked at it expressionlessly and condescendingly, as if he was watching his own brat who was in need of a beating trying to figure out where to start beating him.

Big Meow shrank his neck, inexplicably feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The temperature inside the train kept dropping, and people threw a few warming spells on them, but it didn't work, and the cold also had an emotional smell.Lambert stared at the big cat for a long time, but finally he was not willing to scold it, so he only said softly:

"Remember next time, don't run away from me even if it's dangerous - go back to the dormitory and settle accounts with you."

Big Meow propped up his upper body, put it on Lambert's shoulders, glanced slyly in Draco's direction, and then moved towards Lambert's lips, sticking out his little pink tongue to give him a full face Free wash——

Draco, who was listening to Harry talking about the previous incident, turned his head sharply, and his silver-gray eyes fell dangerously on the cat.The next moment, Lambert reached out to cover the big cat's face, avoiding the fate of cat's saliva on his face:

"Don't make trouble."

"I was with Cedric, Hermione, and Ron before. You know, our previous class was supposed to discuss post-Christmas plans, but Umbridge has left Hogwarts, and we are not sure yet. Do you want to continue the alliance's Defense Against the Dark Arts course? At this moment, seeing those dementors, Hermione and the others headed towards the direction where the commander is. If there is no accident, it should be almost there. That carriage." Harry briefly talked about his situation after getting on the train.

If nothing else, the train should return to its original speed.

Lambert started to listen to half of the part, and listened to the key points.

I also pray that this time the dementor incident will only have dementors... and not anything else.

Almost as soon as he finished thinking about this, the speed of the train slowly increased again, and the hoarfrost on the windows gradually dissipated...

The dementors are gone?

The three looked at each other, wondering, when a familiar and kind voice suddenly sounded on the train radio:

"Students of Hogwarts, please don't worry, the dementors have been dispelled. I promise that everyone's safety will be protected on the way back to school."

"It's Dumbledore!" Harry said excitedly.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he ran towards the locomotive excitedly. Lambert and Draco looked at his fast running back, and felt deeply that if a headmaster fan was awarded in Hogwarts The title must belong to Harry.

When the alarm was lifted, Draco walked over to Lambert and whispered, "Happy now?"

While talking, the white snake that had been following them swam to Lambert's side with a message.As if feeling the positive energy brought by the patron saint, Lambert's mood index has indeed returned to normal.

Thinking of what he said to Draco before, he wanted to apologize, but when he met the other's eyes with a mocking smile, he suddenly waved his wand and said softly the phrase "Call God to protect you", once again Summon the white cat and answer him with actions—yes, I'm happy now.

Even to express his mood, the white cat waved its paw and patted the head of the white snake around Lambert.

Draco squinted his eyes, watching the provocative gesture that almost symbolized his master, he raised his wrist lightly, and the hawthorn wand raised a beautiful arc in mid-air:

The next moment, the white snake wrapped itself around the body of the white cat, and the white light gradually became stronger. When Lambert thought that the two patron saints would collide, penetrate, or disperse separately——

The white snake gradually melted into the kitten's body.

It seemed to have turned into a bigger white cat. Lambert was a little confused because of this unprecedented phenomenon, and the output of magic power was unstable. Seeing that the patron saint was about to turn into white light and dissipate, Draco shook slightly wrist, turning it back into a solid, enlarged version of a white cat—it looks more like Big Meow's current version.

It was no longer clear if Draco's Patronus had changed, or if the two of them had truly merged.

All in all, Lambert felt steam rising from his neck up.

...Made?Did the temperature rise to 35 degrees as soon as the dementors were gone? ? ?

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small theater:

Onlookers big meow: ...? ? ?Am I going to switch to dog food?

Lambert [doubting life]: ...I feel like I bent for a moment.

Draco: Laugh without saying a word.