[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Chapter 60 Day 49 at Hogwarts

Draco didn't mind being slapped away by him, and answered his question unhurriedly: "In order to determine the prefect for the next school year."

Lambert stared at him incredulously.

It took me a long time to express my heart: "Then it is enough for him to ask you to go alone." Why are you calling me?Vote for Draco?

Then he heard the man in front of him tauntingly reply him with a breathy voice through his nasal cavity, and lazily bent his lips and said:

"I didn't expect you to have such a precise understanding of yourself, huh?"

Harry knew that the two of them would hurt each other within a minute of facing each other, and sighed while pressing the scar on his forehead.

"Lambert, don't underestimate your influence in Slytherin."

The black-haired boy nodded, and walked around Draco to Harry's side. He ignored the fair-haired young man and said to Harry, "Come on, let's go to the library to review for a few minutes."

Harry looked over the top of his head, just in time to see Draco squinting at them both, silver-gray pupils with mixed emotions.

Before he could think of anything, the fair-haired Slytherin turned coolly and left, leaving the two of them where they were.

The green eyes under the lens looked at Lambert, but found that this person had a natural look that didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Harry felt that the scar on his forehead was hurting even more. It was fine to have a nightmare last night, and today he heard a very scary news, and then he found that there was a strange aura between his two friends, and he always felt that today was very bad.

"Would you like to go to Madam Pomfrey to get some medicine?" Lambert asked with concern, seeing that his hand on his forehead had not been put down for a long time.

The boy who was half a head taller than him put down his hand, took a deep breath and smiled at him: "No, I feel much better already."

After all, not everyone would want to go to her place to test whether their taste buds are normal.

-

After half an hour.

Hogwarts basement, Professor Snape's office.

Because it is underground like the Slytherin cellar, the dark room is always filled with a damp and gloomy atmosphere. There are various potion materials on the shelves next to it, and the fire in the fireplace will not go out even in summer.

The head of Slytherin in a black robe was sitting behind the desk by the fireplace, writing something smoothly on the parchment with a quill pen. After seeing the two of them coming in, the professor with slightly curly greasy black hair raised his head Come on, the black eyes are bottomless, and the corners of the lips are pursed. Even if he sees the two best students in Slytherin at this moment, his expression can't be softened a little—especially He had just learned from Dumbledore how dangerous these two students had been involved in.

A badge engraved with a silver snake was slightly thrown out by him, and it just landed on the front of the desk, allowing the two of them to see its appearance clearly.

"College traditions I don't think I need to dwell on - it's up to the two of you to decide who will be the prefect for the next school year. I want to stress that due to circumstances that both of you are aware There is an additional layer of security for incoming freshmen, the exact form is up to the prefects, and I don't want to hear any bad news about the personal safety of new Slytherins."

"As you wish, Professor." Draco nodded, and Lambert next to him also nodded, indicating that he understood.

Draco stepped forward to pick up the prefect badge, and when he was about to leave, Professor Snape's voice came again: "Lucius has already told me about you, I hope not to The moment I lived to see such an ancient family go into decline."

The young man with light blond hair nodded calmly and solemnly at him and said, "Of course—Godfather."

Snape glanced at Lambert who was standing next to him, but he didn't look surprised at all. A flash of unknown emotion flashed in Snape's dark eyes, and he waved them away.

In fact, the moment he heard Snape's words, he inexplicably recalled that memory that didn't belong to him in his mind.

In it, he could feel so strongly the resentment and unwillingness of the owner of the memory to watch the family fall step by step in his hands.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Draco next to him, and after looking away, he thought, it won't happen again.

Because his determination is so strong.

Of course Draco didn't miss his gaze. After he looked away, he looked over lightly, and his tone returned to his laziness, and he said, "About the prefect badge——"

Lambert interrupted him without thinking: "Of course I stay with you." He would never do such a troublesome thing.

Draco knew what he was thinking even without looking at him this time, and scoffed at Lambert's naive idea that he could do nothing without being a prefect.

-

A few days later.

All the students of Hogwarts discovered a terrible thing: at the table in the auditorium that morning, none of the Durmstrang students were seen at all, and even their headmaster, Karkaroff, disappeared.

Half an hour later, Dumbledore called all the students together in the auditorium, announcing that Principal Karkaroff had brought all the students back to Durmstrang and gave up the competition for the Triwizard Tournament.

Karkaroff was also a Death Eater. Now that Voldemort was resurrected, and the Dark Mark of all Death Eaters became clear again, he naturally escaped immediately.

Madame Maxime got the same news from nowhere, and after Dumbledore announced the matter, she also asked him to leave.

Many Hogwarts students are still dazed, wondering what kind of thing could stop the Triwizard Tournament.Lambert rested his chin on his left hand, and poked a fork in his right hand to poke the small piece of egg and ham sandwich left on the plate. He slowly chewed his breakfast, and listened to Dumbledore throwing the doomed to let everyone in the school. No more peace of mind:

"The Dark Lord has returned—"

At that moment, countless students who had heard of the darkest time in the magic world were evoked with all kinds of memories about the person whose name cannot be spoken. The entire auditorium was unprecedentedly chaotic. Some people chose to believe in this great white wizard, and some People think Dumbledore is crazy.

When the unacceptable truth is spread from other people's mouths, in order to deceive themselves and others, as long as the butcher's knife has not been swung in front of their eyes, they will never believe that the darkness will cover the light above their heads.

Pansy also tried to convince herself that Dumbledore was crazy, but when her eyes touched Draco, Lambert, Blaise and others, she saw the expression on their faces that they knew the truth and did it for it. When she was ready, her sharp voice weakened for the first time:

"That's not true...is it?"

How is it possible, after all these years.

If only Dumbledore's voice could wake up the entire wizarding world.Lambert calculated the equity of the "Daily Prophet" at hand, and turned to look at Draco on the other side of the long table: ["Wizard Weekly" is okay? 】

Draco didn't answer him, but looked sideways at Pansy, who was looking for him for an answer. His silver-gray eyes were indifferent, but he looked at him without saying a word.

Blaise raised his right hand to his face and murmured, "This is really the worst breakfast I've ever had in my life."

Daphne also put down the fork in her hand with an uneasy expression, not thinking about continuing the breakfast.

In such bad news, she could still find words to comfort herself: at least Dumbledore only announced the return of the Dark Lord, not announcing another war—it's not far away, is it? !

So she covered her face side by side with Blaise, feeling devastated.

the next day.

The Ministry of Magic spoke in major official newspapers and accused Dumbledore of spreading false news in an attempt to cause chaos in the wizarding world.

Unfortunately, the faces of Ministry of Magic officials, including Minister Fudge, can only be seen on the second page of the newspaper.

On the front page - it is Dumbledore's words in bold and bold: D

Blaise's new stepfather works for the Ministry of Magic. Hearing that the Ministry of Magic was outraged by the "defying power" of "Wizard Weekly" and "Daily Prophet", Minister Fudge was furious and announced that he would search these newspapers. It's not that there are terrorists, the kind of people who feel uncomfortable when they see peace in the magic world.

Draco's father had announced his appointment to the Ministry of Magic last year, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with them.

And Lambert's equity is only known to internal shareholders, and the Ministry of Magic cannot find out about him.

This also means that Fudge can only be so angry that he explodes on the spot, and he can't do anything to the shareholders of these two newspapers. The fear is still there.

While believing in the judgment of the greatest white wizard of this era, while refusing to let this kind of news spread, this will definitely make the original active situation very passive.

Fortunately, Dumbledore never thought of relying on them.

In fact, it was the first time he had made the headlines of a major newspaper with such satisfaction.

The Hogwarts students later discovered that the return of the Dark Lord was not the most desperate thing for them. The most desperate thing was that they were clearly worrying about the world every day, fearing that one day they would wake up and see the outbreak of a war in the wizarding world However, the school didn't understand them at all, and ruthlessly announced the arrival of the exam week.

What's scarier than the end of the world?

The end of the world is coming soon, but you still have to take the exam!