[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

"Lily!" Susan grabbed my arm, her face flushed with excitement, she lowered her voice, opened her mouth wide, and let out a strange scream, "You let Malfoy carry you! You! You! Let Malfoy carry you! Malfoy! That's Malfoy!"

I was a little hurt from being caught by her, so I patted the back of her hand: "Hey, my dear friend, you can relax a little bit."

"I'm sorry." She quickly let go of me, and turned to grab her collar, "I'm so excited! That's Malfoy! Pure blood noble Malfoy! He's as proud as a peacock, never bothering to look at ordinary people. The wizard took a look! He actually turned his back on you!"

I cut a piece of steak, put it in my mouth, and chewed.

"And, how dare you grab his hair! God! Who doesn't know that Malfoy takes his hair like life? How dare you grab his precious hair!" Susan screamed again.

But because she controlled it well and kept the volume very low, not many people heard it.

Even so, many people still looked towards me and pointed at me.

"I can't sit still," I said. "There's nothing to grab, so I have to grab his hair."

Susan couldn't hold back, and grabbed my arm again: "Lily! From now on, you will be my goddess!"

She looked at me with that fanatical and adoring look.

"Hurry up and eat." I was a little smug in my heart, my face was still indifferent and calm, I patted the back of her hand and said: "If there is anything, let's go back to the dormitory to talk, it's not convenient here."

After listening to my prompt, Susan looked around, and saw that not only the students on the Gryffindor long table were looking towards us, but also the long tables of several other colleges.

Among them, the gaze cast from the Slytherin long table was cold.The blond beauty named Narcissa looked at me even colder.

On Ravenclaw's long table, most of the gazes were sizing up and exploring.On Hufflepuff's long table, the gaze cast over is much hotter, each with bright eyes, looking at me like a searchlight.

"Thank you just now, Potter, Black." I specially picked up two people's favorite food, put it on a plate, and pushed it to Potter and Black on the left.

The two of them couldn't sit next to me anymore, the seat to my right was for Susan.So Potter sat on my left, and Black sat on Potter's left.

"Oh, you're welcome." Potter scratched the back of his head, "We are classmates and should help each other."

His golden-brown pupils, under the illumination of countless bright headlamps and candles, are clear and bright, with a warm color.

"Even so, I still want to thank you for coming forward. It takes a lot of courage." I said to them, "You must regard me as a very important friend to help me like this. I would like you to call me For Lily."

After speaking, I reached out and wanted to shake hands with them.

Potter froze for a moment before reaching out his hand to hold it with me.But just before he was about to take my hand, he withdrew it.

He quickly rubbed his palm against the robe a few times before reaching out and holding it with me.

"Lily." He opened a pair of bright and warm eyes, "You can call me James."

I smiled and nodded: "James, it's an honor to be your friend."

Potter's eyes curled up in a smile: "I'm honored, too."

"So, Mr. Black." I withdrew my hand and reached out to Black, "May I have the honor of exchanging names with you?"

Blake stretched out his hand slowly, raised his pointed chin, his gray eyes were full of pride: "Since you are sincerely begging."

"Crack!" Black's hand was only halfway out before Potter knocked him down.He stared at Black, very seriously: "Sirius, you can't talk to Lily like that."

Black frowned, his face was a bit smelly: "Okay, okay, if that's your request." After speaking, he stretched out his hand again, lowered his raised chin, and said with a smile: "I'm very happy Be your friend, Lily."

When he wasn't putting on a show, he was just like Potter, with a bright smile, a very warm and hearty boy.

Of course, his laziness and sloppiness are in his bones, but this makes him all the more special and attractive.

"I'm also very happy to have a handsome, brave, righteous, and smart friend like you." I smiled and held his hand.

Blake's face was a little red: "Cough, you, cough...you are quite discerning—ah! James, you stepped on my foot!"

"I'm so sorry." Potter smiled apologetically, "I didn't mean to."

Blake took a breath and moved aside: "I'm starving to death, I won't talk to you anymore, I want to eat."

After speaking, he buried himself in his meal.

"Lily, what spell did you use on those Slytherins today?" Potter moved the stool closer to me, and he leaned over to ask me in a low voice.

I said, "Unravel the Rope Curse."

"I know," Potter said, "I heard you chanting the spell. I mean, what spell did you use when you tied them up? Even Professor Flitwick and Headmaster Dumbledore couldn't untie them. But it's amazing!"

I showed a mysterious smile: "If someone offends you, you can call me and I will help you."

he is my friend.Facing a pure-blood noble like Malfoy, and a sixth-year wizard, he stood up and stood in front of me.I don't want to lie to him and say that I don't know such nonsense.

But I also don't want to be honest.My control over magic power is different from others.Others use incantations to control magic power, but I don't need it.I seem to be able to directly manipulate the magic power, just like before I went to school, I could float if I wanted to, and I could restore whatever I wanted to the original state.

The magic power in my body is very obedient, they will do whatever I want them to do.So, after I magically bound those Slytherins, I could bind them as fast as I wanted, and let them go again.But Professor Flitwick and Professor Dumbledore can't break the curse, they can't control my magic.

There's something wrong with it - at least it's not the same as the theoretical knowledge written in the textbook of Charms.

I won't tell Potter, and I won't tell anyone, including Dumbledore, until I figure out what's going on.

"Thank you then." Potter winked at me.

Like Professor Flitwick, he's smart and doesn't get to the bottom of it.

"You're welcome." I smiled at him, "We are friends."

Potter's eyes became brighter: "Yes, we are friends." After he finished speaking, he hesitated and asked me again: "Lily, I can ride a broom very smoothly now, let me show you around if I have a chance. ?”

"Do you have a broom?" I lowered my head and cut a piece of chicken leg and put it in my mouth.

Potter froze for a moment.

"Yes!" After a while, Potter nodded vigorously.

I tilted my head and glanced at him: "Are you going to borrow from the senior?"

First graders are not allowed to bring brooms to school.

"Yeah." Potter nodded, he was a little embarrassed, "Lily, do you agree?"

I smiled and said, "Okay, my pleasure."

He suddenly cheered up, moved the stool a little away from me, and turned to whispering to Black.

I stopped chewing for a moment.

"Potter and Black are really close." At this moment, Susan, who was sitting on my right, said with emotion.

I held back my heart and nodded: "Yes."

As good as a person.

After dinner, we are ready to go back to the dormitory.

But Dumbledore stopped me: "Student Evans, come to my office."

I didn't even look at him, I just walked forward with my head raised.

"Student Evans!" Dumbledore called me from behind.

I can not hear.

Go ahead with your head held high.

Until Susan dragged me back, her eyes were wide open, and she looked at me with an incredible look: "Lily, the principal is calling you!"

Ok.

I turned my head and looked at Dumbledore: "Did the headmaster call me?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "I have something to discuss with Evans. Can you come to my office?"

I shook my head: "It's inconvenient. I'm sleepy and want to sleep. If the principal has anything to say, just talk about it here."

Humph.

He wasn't on my side when Slytherin bullied me.

And looking at me with that fierce look.

I don't want to talk to him.

"Hiss—" Susan took a deep breath, she quietly covered her hands with her sleeves, and pinched me hard: "Lily! You're going to die! The principal told you to go, so go!"

I pursed my lips and didn't speak.

Dumbledore looked at me with those pale blue eyes.There is no tenderness and love, and no cold warning, but a kind of calm that cannot see emotions.

"I thought Mr. Evans was homesick." Dumbledore said, "It seems that I was wrong. In this case, Mr. Evans should rest early."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

I quickly chased after him and grabbed his sleeve: "I'm not sleepy! Principal! I'm not sleepy anymore!"

"Susan, you go back first, I will go to the office with the principal." I turned my head and waved to Susan.

Susan's eyes were wide open, she nodded slowly, turned around stiffly, and walked towards the bedroom.

I grabbed Dumbledore's sleeve and asked him, "Principal, are you going to take me home?"

"Before I go home, I have a few words for you," said Dumbledore.

He raised his hand and broke away from my pull.

I was overjoyed to hear that I could go home, skipping and humming all the way, and followed Dumbledore to his office.

I met Professor McGonagall on the way, and I greeted her with a smile.Professor McGonagall froze for a moment before nodding to me.

"Principal!" After entering the office, I found a chair and sat down familiarly, and asked Dumbledore excitedly, "What do you want to ask me?"

Dumbledore, sitting behind his desk, took off his glasses and looked straight at me with those pale blue eyes.

Without the barrier of glasses, I found that his eyes tended to be more ice blue, with a sense of coldness.This brought my excitement down slightly, and I looked at him a little confused.

"What spell did you use on the Slytherin students today?" Dumbledore asked me.

His voice was calm, with neither curiosity nor threat in it.

But I felt an indescribable danger, so that a chill came up my back, and the excitement just now was gone.