[HP] Mind Reading Maniac

Chapter 36 Day 25 at Hogwarts

In winter, the surface of the Black Lake is covered with a thin layer of ice. Even the giant squid at the bottom of the lake is forced to hibernate by the cold weather. The endless dark lake connects several white-tipped peaks in the distance.

Random showers throughout the year made the time of blue sky and white clouds very luxurious. Lambert spread out a raincoat on the ground, sitting cross-legged at first, and then lying down again.

"It's so beautiful." He let go of the chaotic thoughts in his head, looked at the picturesque scenery in front of his green eyes, and sighed to Big Meow.

The big cat was circling around beside him. The soft and long fur on its body was very clean. It raised its cute head to look at him from time to time. Its dark round eyes never blinked. The whole cat looked like a plush toy.

Two hours later—

The quiet and empty grass field became lively again due to the Quidditch practice of various colleges. The sound of bats and balls hitting each other, sporadic cheering sounds, internal applause, and quarrels erupting out of nowhere mixed together, making people who do not know When Lambert fell asleep, he gradually woke up.

The first thing that catches the eye is a light blue sky, and the sparse white clouds seem to be gently touched on the canvas with a pen stained with white dye, and the traces are stretched out.

"I'm very curious. How can a student sleep so calmly after skipping class openly?" Before Lambert's good mood lasted longer, a sentence from above pulled him back. into the world.

He raised his head slightly and looked further up, and Draco's pale face fell into his line of sight, and he couldn't pick out any flaws even if he looked upside down.

He raised his right hand and rubbed his dry eyes, sat up slowly, turned around and faced the standing man, with one hand propped behind him, one leg propped up, sitting casually with Draco who was a little angry at the moment They looked at each other.

After a while, Lambert smiled inexplicably, the end of his eyes gently raised, and his green eyes always look very gentle because of his smile.

But the spoken word is not so:

"I don't know why—seeing you in a bad mood, I miraculously got a good mood."

Draco rolled his eyes gracefully at him, and told him about Professor Snape notifying him for a week of study and education.

Lambert raised his hands and covered his face unrequitedly:

"Ah, can't this school be more tolerant of students who occasionally skip classes?"

"Just a reminder, boy, don't do anything that violates the rules and affects me when I'm on your team, huh? I think you can see that my patience is very limited." Draco clasped his hands together Chest, said to him in a bad tone.

Lambert nodded, and replied lazily:

"Don't worry, it won't be an example."

Draco scoffed at his assurances, the guy's kinship with Potter gave him no hope that the troublemakers would stay safe.

"Since you don't have any credit with me, you'd better tell Professor Snape about this kind of guarantee."

Draco turned around and left.

"Draco." Lambert looked at his back lightly, and he didn't even understand why he had the urge to stop him.

Inexplicably, when Lambert saw his back, he suddenly felt that perhaps in the whole of Hogwarts, only this person could understand his fear.

However, when he saw the obvious impatience on the half face of the other party who stopped and turned back, he swallowed back all the questions he was about to say.

"No, nothing." He looked down at the dark green grass under his feet, and silently repeated the question in his heart:

Have you ever been afraid?

This world is starting to look different from what you remember.

As a result, a pair of dark boots suddenly appeared in sight.

He raised his head and met Draco's silver-gray eyes, filled with his usual arrogance and sarcasm.

However, at this moment, he bent down slightly, and slowly curled the corners of his lips:

"What did I warn you about?"

"What?" Lambert looked at him in bewilderment, but the timing of Draco's answer was almost the same as the time when Lambert saw the answer in his eyes:

"What you know is no reason for you to be unscrupulous. Don't try to interfere with anyone. I told you, boy."

Lambert was still dazed, but he was out of habit trying to refute the accusation: "I didn't..." However, under Draco's gaze, his voice trailed off.

Yes, he had already interfered with Harry's life trajectory.

And everything at present is indeed like a butterfly effect. The development of things is completely different from his cognition.

but--

"Do you mean to let me sit and wait? If I didn't inherit the Peverell family, of course I can choose a more comfortable way to live, and I can even avoid everything now, but I can't."

"My, Harry's and Death Eaters' camps are destined not to coexist, you know what he will do to Ollivander for the Elder Wand later, if I don't strike first, what awaits me will be the same fate—"

Lambert looked at him seriously and said.

Draco found it quite strange, since the last time this person had unilaterally distanced himself from himself, they had rarely had such a conversation.

Or, in fact, they never had such a conversation except that night when Lambert pressed him for his position.

"Then, now I give you a second piece of advice - your fear stems from your weakness, to be precise, because your actions lead to changes, and you cannot control the results of the changes, which is why you only The reason for being able to sit here."

Usually, when Draco speaks in this tone, he always looks so underwhelmed because of his condescending arrogance, but it is rare for him to speak in this tone so to the point... well, compared to his usual non-offensive and uncomfortable words, Even if Lambert heard his disdain for his own strength from his words, he still felt that he could listen to it.

In other words, he can understand the meaning of the other party's words other than making people feel very embarrassed.

What he meant was that since he dared to do it, he must have the strength to match the action.

"Is that why you want to go to Durmstrang?"

"Who do you think you're talking to? Boy, look clearly, standing in front of you is the former head of the Malfoy family - damn it, look away!" Draco habitually concealed his truest Thoughts, but he always forgets that this person can see his own thoughts.

Lambert laughed out loud, feeling for the first time that in this world, it is a good thing to have someone who can stand in front of you and talk to you when you are occasionally discouraged or embarrassed.

Even if this person is very jerk.

—Oh, has his demands on life been reduced to this point?

He got up and put away the raincoat spread out on the ground, and he stretched out his hand towards Da Miao: "Let's go, go back."

Big Meow ignored his hand, jumped into his arms and grabbed his robe, Lambert had no choice but to hug it back.

"I kind of understand why you are so popular among Slytherin girls. Although you have a bastard personality, you are good-looking, strong, and you can occasionally speak human words—tsk."

Lambert fell behind him, giving him a rare compliment.

"Are you telling me that you think like them now?—then I'll consider changing to a gentleman's attitude next time I talk to you."

"Thank you for reminding me that our friendship will never last more than three seconds."

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Hogwarts dinner time.

Ron, Seamus and Neville happily share the news that his mouse Scabbers is back intact.

Lambert deliberately picked a place near them, and while he was slowly cutting the steak, he raised his ears to collect the movement over there.

So much so that Harry stopped trying to chat with him several times—

"Sorry, I'm thinking about something right now, I'll talk to you later."

Harry understood, and got down to his dinner in earnest.

A mouse with yellowish fur was circling around Ron's dining table, basically eating whatever he was given.

All of a sudden, a smear of white leaped onto the table in front of him, and Ron was startled, staring intently at the white cat, his mouse screamed and jumped into his arms.

When he was about to drive the cat away, the white cat moved faster and more lightly. It easily jumped to the other side of the long table, jumped under the table, quickly ran back to Lambert's side, and jumped on Lambert's lap. Then, meowed obediently.

Ron turned around angrily, stretched his legs across the bench, faced Lambert, glared at Lambert and said:

"And said it wasn't your cat!"

This time he learned his lesson and didn't go straight to Slytherin, even though there was only an aisle between the two tables.

Lambert put down the knife and fork calmly, and even wiped his mouth with a napkin. Then Shi Shiran turned and looked at him: "My cat, um, what's wrong? Did it eat your mouse?"

Crabbe and Goyle chuckled.

Draco, who was opposite Lambert, suddenly put down his knife and fork, and looked at Lambert and Ron with a rare expression of sternness.

Blaise next to him raised his eyebrows and asked in pretended surprise:

"What happened when I didn't know? Is your friendship always fluctuating so much?"

Draco didn't return him, but his eyes fell on Lambert, his eyes narrowed, and he pursed his lips in displeasure.

Blaise noticed something wrong with his expression, "What's wrong?"

The light blond boy withdrew his gaze, and said a word between his lips:

"absurd."

Blaise: ...? ? ?Can you speak human words?

"Anyway! Take your damn cat away from me and Scabbers!" Ron said to Lambert.

Lambert nodded happily: "Don't worry, as a Slytherin, I won't want to get closer to you even if my brain is flooded. After all, stupidity is contagious."

Ron was so angry that he seemed to explode on the spot.

But even more explosive than him was Gryffindor's long table.

There were screams and exclamations one after another——

At the teacher's seat, Professor Snape stood up suddenly, looking at the shy man who suddenly appeared on the Gryffindor long table.

In the chaotic Hogwarts auditorium, Lambert smiled warmly as he looked at the person opposite who was no longer in the mood to continue eating.

[There is no principle. 】

【I learned from you~】

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Draco: I don't have a student like you.

Lambert: How?Everyone loves flowers and sees flowers bloom?

Draco: ...