the Gambler

Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat side by side on the long table in Gryffindor. He and Tom made an appointment to have breakfast, lunch in the Snake Court, and dinner in the Lion Court. The boy was very satisfied with the current situation, at least he didn't have to worry that the other party would raise his wand and attack him As for the group of cunning poisonous snakes, Harry has no interest in helping them.Tom has a serious get-up qi, which is just right to use against Slytherins.

"Your." Professor McGonagall handed out the schedule one by one, and looked up at Umbridge from time to time. The witch's face was serious, and Harry could read uncertainty and disgust in her eyes.

Harry spread out the parchment. The morning routine of owl delivery had nothing to do with him. The only Sirius who could write to him had already been grounded by Dumbledore.It seems that the first day is not very good, the class of the pink toad//toad is the first class, or the kind of two defense against the dark arts class.

"My eyes will go blind one day." Ron wailed, covering his eyes and stuffing the whole silver plate into his mouth, chewing, Harry could hear the crunching sound, it seemed that even breakfast Friends still did not give up eating meat.Harry answered vaguely, and stuffed a small buttered bun into his mouth.He didn't have a great appetite, and no one who saw Umbridge in the early morning would feel the urge to eat.

Feeling that the people around him dispersed a little, Ron looked up towards Harry, and suddenly coughed violently as if frightened. Food residues were sprayed on the table, and everyone nearby showed disgusted expressions.Tom sat down on the empty seat beside Harry as if nothing had happened, and put out a bowl of pumpkin porridge in front of the boy: "You need to eat more, you don't look very energetic." Noticing Harry's frown, Tom added "Maybe you want to stay skinny, and I don't mind that much."

The man's self-esteem was hit, Harry stared at Tom with the most lethal eyes, he reluctantly poured the whole porridge into his stomach, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, Hermione and Ron had already got up and waited for them .Lavender didn't know when he squeezed in again, flailing his eyelashes vigorously at Tom, and the strong smell of perfume made Harry sneeze.

"You are?" Tom smiled and held out his hand to Lavender, who happily squeezed and let go, taking a little longer than normal.

"Lavender Brown, I'm Harry's good friend." The witch wrapped her fingers around her well-manicured brown curly hair, lowered her eyelids and shyly looked at the handsome wizard in front of her.This blatant flirtation made Ron pale, and his eyes rolled, never leaving Tom's knuckles on his wand.

"Miss Brown," Tom put his arms around Harry's waist, and spoke in an extremely gentle voice, "to answer your question last night, we are indeed a couple." I was very satisfied to see the witch's suddenly pale face and shocked expression , Tom chuckled, "Just kidding, but I'm not interested in you, to be honest, you insulted my eyes."

Hearing Tom's comment, Lavender blushed and stared at the still smiling wizard, with disbelief written all over his face.Tom has maintained the image of a gentleman since he entered Hogwarts. Almost no one has seen him get angry, let alone speak mean words to girls. Lavender felt that he had an auditory hallucination, yes, It must be so.She glared at Hermione, who was giggling next to her, as if she suspected that the witch had deliberately cast a confusion spell on Tom.

"What I say is what I mean." Tom let go of Harry's waist, walked a few steps in front of the shocked Lavender, and lowered his body so that the two were at eye level.Tom grabbed Lavender's chin, and his warm breath hit the witch's lips, which were painted in bright lipstick. This gesture of kissing made the witch flushed.Tom let go of Lavender with a sneer, and said in a calm tone, "Why do you think I'm interested in you just because you're Harry's friend? If I'm being honest with myself, you're nothing compared to Granger. It's not far off, why don't you straighten out your attitude? Not everyone will tolerate your vulgar taste and pug-like appearance."

The whole place suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

"You're a haughty bastard!" Lavender tried to slap Tom's hand but he grabbed it. Slytherin didn't even have the slightest smile on his face now, and Harry could see the gleam of excitement in his eyes. It was as if a caged viper had finally caught its chance to come out and attack, and his dark and ruthless side as the Dark Lord almost broke free.

Tom gripped his wand tightly under his sleeve.

"Let her go, Marvolo!" Harry suddenly yelled, interrupting the two of them looking at each other. He tried his best to break away Tom's fingers holding Lavender's wrist, and it took a lot of effort. Red finger marks appear.As soon as the restraint was released, Lavender retreated a few meters away as if she had been shocked by an electric shock. Her dull brown eyes were filled with tears. She sniffed her nose a few times and made an unpleasant sound, grabbed Parvati and escaped.

"He doesn't look like Potter's bodyguard at all," Pansy concluded.She deliberately slowed down to watch this farce with others. Riddle's sudden change of attitude surprised everyone. Fortunately, there were not many students left in the auditorium, but she knew very well that this matter would soon spread throughout the campus. Considering Lavender's big mouth, it is estimated that he is crying and preaching now.

Of course he is not!Draco groaned.

"He is dangerous, I believe your father has told you."

"It has something to do with that lord? Yeah, he said it. I think the whole Slytherin knows not to mess with him." Pansy squinted her eyes and carefully looked at the person in the center of the topic, as if she noticed her gaze, Riddle turned back Show a cruel smile.Pansy shook her head to shake off the sudden surge of fear, followed Draco out of the auditorium, and gave Riddle one last look.

As class time approached, there were not many wandering students in the corridor, and after making sure that Riddle couldn't hear their conversation, Pansy asked cautiously: "Your father is the right hand of that lord, did he say anything about Riddle? I mean, since we need to respect him, at least he should show the corresponding strength—" Noticing Draco's raised eyebrows, Pansy added, "I'm not talking about your accident on the platform, who knows Whether he actually cast wandless magic, it may be just a trick."

"Yeah, that was indeed a trick. How could a 16-year-old wizard cast wandless magic and burn my father's robes? Obviously a rumor." Draco lifted his chin, and the sarcasm in his words made Pansy He flinched, "Perhaps when you should experience it for yourself, his little tricks will definitely be very interesting."

"I'm not doubting you, Draco!" Pansy retorted, "I just suspect that the rumors are exaggerated. I mean how many people can cast wandless magic now? Dumbledore?"

"Riddle is obviously fine, and I suspect Potter will be easy," Draco wrinkled his nose, acknowledging that a strong rival was not his style. "You can doubt me, Pansy, but you can't doubt the judgment of the Dark Lord."

"I don't doubt the lord, it's just that Riddle needs to do something to earn our respect, I mean, this is the principle that Slytherins must follow, isn't it? We only submit to those who have the ability to lead us. He also Born in Slytherin, he should understand what we're doing."

Draco quickened his pace, he didn't want to be late for Umbridge's class, although his father said that the pudgy witch would not do anything to the Malfoys, but just looking at the two spots on that greasy face The little mouse stared at him, and he felt like he could spit out his breakfast.He sighed to his friend who was still frowning: "It's you, not us. You can challenge his authority, but I won't."

"Draco, you're acting like a coward," Pansy said disapprovingly.

"I want you to compare me to a shrewd strategist who knows when to advance or retreat."

"Whatever you say."

Draco pushed open the door of the classroom, and it was already full of seats. He accidentally found the Gryffindor trio who hadn't been seen all the way, uh, now I want to add Riddle, they are already in the classroom Sitting in the middle seat, the Defense Against the Dark Arts books in front of him were also spread out.Draco walked to the empty seat that Bryce had left for him, Pansy snorted, and took a seat next to Bulstrode, and the tall witch gave her a stupid smile.Bryce elbowed Draco and asked in a low voice, "What did Pansy do again today?"

"She wants to challenge Riddle's authority." Draco said angrily.

Bryce put his head on his arms and smiled gloatingly, even Draco's stare didn't stop him.The dark-skinned wizard wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in that excited tone: "I guess you didn't succeed in persuading? The obvious result, Pansy's stupidity made Helga cry, and even Hufflepuff Not willing to take her in. Seriously, I always suspected that the Sorting Hat couldn't find any merit in her, and only pure blood could barely accept her into Slytherin."

"She's a good friend of ours." Draco whispered, although he thought Bryce was telling the truth.

"That doesn't mean I can't tell the truth," Bryce glanced at Pansy, who still had a stinking face, "I'm looking forward to Riddle's reaction. Although I understand Pansy's desire to challenge, I will play it safe. No one can drag me into the water."

"That's what I said too." Draco opened the book, the third bell rang, and Umbridge, who was still wearing a pink cardigan, walked in. Student, keep your eyes on Potter.The witch raised her wand and pointed at the book in front of the boy. The huge textbook was closed immediately, and the sound of flipping the pages stopped.

"My class doesn't require you to use a wand." Umbridge took out his wand from the bright pink handbag, tapped it lightly on the blackboard, and a line of words was revealed on it, "What we need to learn is the basic theory, Get out your quills."

Umbridge walked slowly into the middle of the classroom, her little eyes swept over Gryffindor with dissatisfaction, and almost all the lions showed disgusted expressions, and the witch said sharply: "Your previous years The courses are terrible, constantly changing teachers, and all focus on pointless practice. I will clean up on behalf of the Ministry of Magic. This semester will be mainly theory. I will strengthen your foundation so that you can pass the OWLs grade test."

"I don't think there's any point in practicing," Umbridge said again with that disgustingly sweet smile, "the fight against Dark wizards is handled by the Aurors—" She shifted her gaze to the angry Harry, "Potter Sir, if you have anything to say, please raise your hand."

Harry held his hands high, but Umbridge looked away, motioning for everyone to turn to their books.Everyone looked at the performance of the two suspiciously, and finally chose to bow their heads and read the book carefully.There was the rustling sound of turning the pages of the book, but Harry didn't take his eyes off, still staring straight at the witch.

"Well, Mr. Potter, what do you want to say?"

"We need to learn the defensive spells well and master them. The Aurors' team size is much worse than that of the Death Eaters. If we are in danger, the Avada Kedavra will not allow us to survive until rescue arrives." Haha Harry's words set off gasps and gasps in the classroom, and they all stared at Harry dumbfounded.

Umbridge snorted unhappily, and her fat flesh was almost wrinkled. Noticing that the eyes of the whole classroom were focused on her, she quickly changed her expression and said with a chuckle: "Defensive spells? I don't think you need this .Hogwarts is the safest place in Scotland as far as I know. Or are you implying that you will be attacked at school? Or rather, in my class? I don't think I will be attacked by you Use any jinx, Mr Potter, even if you're a liar."

There was giggling from the Slytherin side, and many Gryffindors also covered their mouths and snickered.

"I'm not a liar!" Harry retorted angrily.

"I think what Harry said is right, we can't risk being attacked by not resisting," Hermione stood up, "especially at this moment!"

"Hands up! Miss Granger!" Umbridge yelled, Hermione quickly put her hands in the air, and Pink Toad raised her chin to signal the witch to continue talking.

"I think practice is a must." Hermione said firmly. "Every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor thinks so."

"So they can't stay on," Umbridge sneered. "I can't imagine Dumbledore asking a dark creature to teach you how to defend against spells. It's so ridiculous."

"Remus is the best professor!" Harry warned the annoying witch with fierce eyes.His rebuttal was echoed by many.

"He has instilled in you unnecessary ideas that danger is always there? This is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life." Umbridge raised his fat chin, "Even if there is danger, the Ministry of Magic will It will be solved easily, you just need to prepare for the theory test."

"The Ministry of Magic only dared to hide behind the Aurors when the Dark Lord first rose!" Harry said loudly, and everyone flinched involuntarily at the mention of the Dark Lord.

Umbridge turned pale, and soon flushed with anger.She took a deep breath and yelled in a high-pitched voice: "You brats don't know what the Ministry of Magic is doing! Minister Fudge is the best Minister for Magic ever! The post-war bases are as important as the front lines." !"

"So you just stand back and watch others die in battle, and give up control of the Ministry of Magic when the mysterious man hits the door?" Ron interrupted disdainfully, "You are really brave."

"Mr. Weasley! Hands up!"

Ron muttered 'as if I wanted to confront you, stupid Ministry' and looked away, and now the room was filled with voices, Umbridge's anger was palpable.Her small dark eyes rested on Harry.Yes, punishing Porter is the best way to kill him.

"One week of confinement, Mr. Potter, with me."