Chapter 141 Valentine’s Day Surprise from Lockhart
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The sun began to shine faintly on Hogwarts.
Maybe it's because attacks haven't happened for a long time, or maybe it's the comfort that the holidays bring to the little wizards.
The rumors in the castle about Harry being the heir of Slytherin have also faded a lot, except that Peeves always quietly appears in the corridors, singing---'Potter is a little scoundrel', for which it is It composes songs with set dance moves.
Seamus' good friend Ernie Macmillan, yes, the Hufflepuff who used a fan with Soul to send the almost headless Nick to the school hospital.
He still believed that Harry was the culprit because he saw with his own eyes Harry's 'fox tail' in the corridor that day.
For this reason, he has been reminding everyone not to forget the poor people still lying on the bed in the infirmary.
But everyone was no longer suspicious. Ernie's reminders always went in one ear and out the other.
In fact, the most important thing is that a piece of exciting news came from Professor Sprout’s herbal medicine class:
Mandrakes become moody and taciturn, which means they are about to leave childhood and enter maturity.
In other words, the students lying in the school hospital will be able to return safely soon.
"I invited some cute little guys to surprise everyone on my behalf on Valentine's Day, February 2th." Lockhart revealed his standard eight-figure smile during a Defense Against the Dark Arts class. A toothy smile, mysterious and confident,
"Trust me, you're going to love them. Who wouldn't hate an elf who wishes them something on Valentine's Day, right?"
Thanks to Lockhart's reminder, Soul remembered that Valentine's Day was coming this week, and he was thinking about whether to give Hermione a surprise gift?
Hermione was discharged from the hospital a few days ago. Because Soul had been visiting and delivering snacks during this period, she finally gave herself more than just a pat on the back of her head, although she was still a little reluctant when he sat next to her.
This was the first time Hermione had been angry for so long.
I also think of Xiaohe, whom I often touch.
Su Er realized that girls mature earlier, and puberty is normal.
Hermione has grown up too...
Since the last time he dreamed of Merlin (put a question mark here) pulling his silk stockings and roaring at him, Sur quickly found a way to get a few pairs of stockings, um, from Balenciaga, serious Balenciaga.
After all, time travel has come, magic has appeared, and no matter how unscientific things are, they seem to be very reasonable...
Although the Merlin in the dream seems... different from the great and upright one in history...
Maybe...maybe...great people always have some unknown quirks...right?
If there is a progress bar to show the progress of Occlumency learning, it will probably reach the 5% level.
He was going to apply to Dumbledore to take these books back during the summer vacation, but he was worried that if he met someone he didn't understand, there was no library at home where he could look up information.
Sad, sad, just like that, Valentine's Day is here.
After coming to Hogwarts Castle for two years, this was the first time that Soul had seen the castle auditorium so beautifully decorated.
He even thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong door...
The four walls are covered with large pink flowers, and the strong fragrance reaches the tip of the nose.
"Sneeze!" Sur couldn't help but pull out his wand. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't an Avatar, but a bubble spell on himself.
Pink and red roses are layered on top of each other. No matter from any angle, you can see the pattern of two hearts overlapping, and then green vines passing through the heart in the shape of an arrow.
Professor Lockhart is so generous!
In addition, there were heart-shaped confetti filled with perfume falling from the ceiling, and even the bubble spell could not block the strong smell of perfume.
Hmm, floral...it seems to be a low-quality brand of perfume.
Professor Lockhart seemed to be very satisfied with his masterpiece. He was standing in front of the rostrum with his eyes closed and his hands open to enjoy the attention of the audience.
Correction, it’s the looks of some young fans who are still obsessed with him.
At least Hermione wasn't in it. Well, the tragic situation when Harry broke his hand and had the bone pulled away by Lockhart's spell made her reason return to her body.
The boys, who were invariably unimpressed and even disgusted, ate the scraps of paper before they landed on the bacon before their eyes.
The professors all had serious faces, and Soul could clearly see the old cat lady, oh no, it was Professor McGonagall. A muscle on her cheek protruded, obviously she was gritting her teeth and holding down her wand. The urge to drive Lockhart away.
oh!I forgot that cats have always had a very sensitive nose... The environment here was tantamount to torture for her.
Snape's expression was even more ugly, as if someone had pressed his head and poured him a potion that didn't taste very strange...
Lockhart's attire today reminded Soul of the groom's attire hundreds of years ago in his previous life... I can't say it was completely similar, but at least it had an eighty-nine-point charm.
Professor Lockhart was seen wearing a bright red robe. A large flower composed of countless flowers was pinned to the front of the wizard's robe. If you look carefully, there is pollen spraying out from there.
Soul walked straight to the long table of Hufflepuff, thinking of finishing breakfast quickly and going to the library to take shelter.
But before going to the library, he thought he needed to take a good shower, otherwise Mrs. Pince would kick him out.
Students came in one after another, and judging from their expressions, it seemed that Lockhart's masterpiece did not please them.
Be it Slytherin or Gryffindor.
The two academies, which have always been at odds with each other, at least have the same outlook on this point.
Soul had just quickly canceled the soaking spell and stuffed a bacon sandwich into his mouth when Lockhart spoke loudly.
"I think you all should know what day today is." He waved his wand happily, "Yes, it's Valentine's Day!"
"Everyone! Happy Valentine's Day!!"
'Bang' More confetti spurted out from the tip of his wand, scattering down in a flurry.
Soul quickly turned around with his own pumpkin juice, avoiding the tragedy of being sprayed all over his body by a large pile of confetti.
The little fans cheered and applauded, but in the auditorium of the University of Nottingham, the sound was sparse and mostly booed by the boys, with the Weasley brothers the loudest.
Lockhart closed his eyes in great contentment and bowed in a gentlemanly manner to the little witches who applauded him.
"So far, I have received greeting cards from 46 people. Here, I need to express my gratitude to them. It is a great honor that I can win your love."
"At the same time, I want everyone to spend this memorable holiday in a very happy mood."
"Forgive me for being self-assertive, I have prepared a little surprise for everyone!"
Maybe it's because attacks haven't happened for a long time, or maybe it's the comfort that the holidays bring to the little wizards.
The rumors in the castle about Harry being the heir of Slytherin have also faded a lot, except that Peeves always quietly appears in the corridors, singing---'Potter is a little scoundrel', for which it is It composes songs with set dance moves.
Seamus' good friend Ernie Macmillan, yes, the Hufflepuff who used a fan with Soul to send the almost headless Nick to the school hospital.
He still believed that Harry was the culprit because he saw with his own eyes Harry's 'fox tail' in the corridor that day.
For this reason, he has been reminding everyone not to forget the poor people still lying on the bed in the infirmary.
But everyone was no longer suspicious. Ernie's reminders always went in one ear and out the other.
In fact, the most important thing is that a piece of exciting news came from Professor Sprout’s herbal medicine class:
Mandrakes become moody and taciturn, which means they are about to leave childhood and enter maturity.
In other words, the students lying in the school hospital will be able to return safely soon.
"I invited some cute little guys to surprise everyone on my behalf on Valentine's Day, February 2th." Lockhart revealed his standard eight-figure smile during a Defense Against the Dark Arts class. A toothy smile, mysterious and confident,
"Trust me, you're going to love them. Who wouldn't hate an elf who wishes them something on Valentine's Day, right?"
Thanks to Lockhart's reminder, Soul remembered that Valentine's Day was coming this week, and he was thinking about whether to give Hermione a surprise gift?
Hermione was discharged from the hospital a few days ago. Because Soul had been visiting and delivering snacks during this period, she finally gave herself more than just a pat on the back of her head, although she was still a little reluctant when he sat next to her.
This was the first time Hermione had been angry for so long.
I also think of Xiaohe, whom I often touch.
Su Er realized that girls mature earlier, and puberty is normal.
Hermione has grown up too...
Since the last time he dreamed of Merlin (put a question mark here) pulling his silk stockings and roaring at him, Sur quickly found a way to get a few pairs of stockings, um, from Balenciaga, serious Balenciaga.
After all, time travel has come, magic has appeared, and no matter how unscientific things are, they seem to be very reasonable...
Although the Merlin in the dream seems... different from the great and upright one in history...
Maybe...maybe...great people always have some unknown quirks...right?
If there is a progress bar to show the progress of Occlumency learning, it will probably reach the 5% level.
He was going to apply to Dumbledore to take these books back during the summer vacation, but he was worried that if he met someone he didn't understand, there was no library at home where he could look up information.
Sad, sad, just like that, Valentine's Day is here.
After coming to Hogwarts Castle for two years, this was the first time that Soul had seen the castle auditorium so beautifully decorated.
He even thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong door...
The four walls are covered with large pink flowers, and the strong fragrance reaches the tip of the nose.
"Sneeze!" Sur couldn't help but pull out his wand. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't an Avatar, but a bubble spell on himself.
Pink and red roses are layered on top of each other. No matter from any angle, you can see the pattern of two hearts overlapping, and then green vines passing through the heart in the shape of an arrow.
Professor Lockhart is so generous!
In addition, there were heart-shaped confetti filled with perfume falling from the ceiling, and even the bubble spell could not block the strong smell of perfume.
Hmm, floral...it seems to be a low-quality brand of perfume.
Professor Lockhart seemed to be very satisfied with his masterpiece. He was standing in front of the rostrum with his eyes closed and his hands open to enjoy the attention of the audience.
Correction, it’s the looks of some young fans who are still obsessed with him.
At least Hermione wasn't in it. Well, the tragic situation when Harry broke his hand and had the bone pulled away by Lockhart's spell made her reason return to her body.
The boys, who were invariably unimpressed and even disgusted, ate the scraps of paper before they landed on the bacon before their eyes.
The professors all had serious faces, and Soul could clearly see the old cat lady, oh no, it was Professor McGonagall. A muscle on her cheek protruded, obviously she was gritting her teeth and holding down her wand. The urge to drive Lockhart away.
oh!I forgot that cats have always had a very sensitive nose... The environment here was tantamount to torture for her.
Snape's expression was even more ugly, as if someone had pressed his head and poured him a potion that didn't taste very strange...
Lockhart's attire today reminded Soul of the groom's attire hundreds of years ago in his previous life... I can't say it was completely similar, but at least it had an eighty-nine-point charm.
Professor Lockhart was seen wearing a bright red robe. A large flower composed of countless flowers was pinned to the front of the wizard's robe. If you look carefully, there is pollen spraying out from there.
Soul walked straight to the long table of Hufflepuff, thinking of finishing breakfast quickly and going to the library to take shelter.
But before going to the library, he thought he needed to take a good shower, otherwise Mrs. Pince would kick him out.
Students came in one after another, and judging from their expressions, it seemed that Lockhart's masterpiece did not please them.
Be it Slytherin or Gryffindor.
The two academies, which have always been at odds with each other, at least have the same outlook on this point.
Soul had just quickly canceled the soaking spell and stuffed a bacon sandwich into his mouth when Lockhart spoke loudly.
"I think you all should know what day today is." He waved his wand happily, "Yes, it's Valentine's Day!"
"Everyone! Happy Valentine's Day!!"
'Bang' More confetti spurted out from the tip of his wand, scattering down in a flurry.
Soul quickly turned around with his own pumpkin juice, avoiding the tragedy of being sprayed all over his body by a large pile of confetti.
The little fans cheered and applauded, but in the auditorium of the University of Nottingham, the sound was sparse and mostly booed by the boys, with the Weasley brothers the loudest.
Lockhart closed his eyes in great contentment and bowed in a gentlemanly manner to the little witches who applauded him.
"So far, I have received greeting cards from 46 people. Here, I need to express my gratitude to them. It is a great honor that I can win your love."
"At the same time, I want everyone to spend this memorable holiday in a very happy mood."
"Forgive me for being self-assertive, I have prepared a little surprise for everyone!"
