Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 177 The Little Cupid on Valentine's Day—Nightmare!
"I think you must have found the wrong person." Hera stuffed the parchment contract back into the dwarf's arms, "Look carefully, I have never signed this contract."

"No." The little dwarf smiled slyly. "In fact, we have already done relevant investigations before coming here. Mr. Lockhart signed the contract at the time as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Since we couldn't find him, this contract fell on your head."

"Impossible, it's impossible for me to pay even a single copper Nat for you ugly guys." Hera was about to close the door again rudely, this kind of ugly existence was not worth any Nat he took out.

"You misunderstood." The little dwarf laughed. "You don't need to pay even a copper Knut for this. Mr. Lockhart has already paid all the money when the contract was concluded."

"Huh? Is it?"

"Yes, you seem to be a little too worried." The little dwarf bowed and bowed, showing a sly smile on his lowered face.

"Then do you have any additional expenses? For example, meal allowances, accommodation allowances, etc., which need to be borne by me?" Hera held her chin, as if it is not impossible to do things that don't cost money.

Anyway, Lockhart's money was spent.

"No, sir."

"Okay, then follow your plan tomorrow. Wait, I need to discuss it with Professor Dumbledore first." Hera was about to agree, but suddenly remembered that such a thing needs Dumbledore's permission.

"We will always be here to wait for the good news." The little dwarf said politely, but this couldn't change the fact that they were ugly.

Hera hurried out of the office, he was not sure about letting the little ones into his office - God knows what they would do in there, he left them in the corridor.

Even if she encounters a monster in the secret room, Hera will not feel the slightest bit of distress.

Dumbledore agreed quite readily, and he even expressed his desire to privately sponsor some candies as compensation for those children who did not receive Valentine's Day cards, lest they be too sad.

"You know, the school needs to boost morale and erase the memory of those things from last term! I think Professor Lockhart will be very relieved to know that his previous plan still has these effects."

Hera quite happily reached a consensus with Dumbledore, without carefully considering whether Lockhart still exists in this world completely.

During breakfast on February [-]th, everyone looked at the auditorium in amazement, their eyes were wide open, mainly because the decorations of the auditorium by the 'Little Cupids' were a bit too exaggerated, which made many of them mistakenly think that they had walked through the wrong door.

The walls were covered with large, dazzling pink flowers.To make matters worse, there are also many heart-shaped confetti falling non-stop from the light blue ceiling.This caused many students to show disgusted expressions, and they didn't like such decorations very much.

At the guest table, Dumbledore changed into a pink robe, and it looked like a magical girl if he had two braids.

There was a rather excited smile on his face, but the professors sitting next to him all had serious faces - including Hera.

From where he was sitting, Hera could see the profile of Professor McGonagall, a muscle on her cheek protruding.Snape looked as if someone had just poured him a large glass of strong drink.

Dumbledore tapped the goblet lightly with the golden spoon, which silenced the auditorium. "Happy Valentine's Day, everyone. This is one of the little surprises Professor Lestrange prepared for everyone. I hope it can make everyone feel the atmosphere of Valentine's Day."

"Professor Lestrange?"

Hera clapped her hands helplessly, which was the signal given to him by 'Little Cupid' - as soon as he clapped his hands, Little Cupid would come in through the door.

From the several doors leading to the hall, twelve dwarfs with gloomy faces strode in. Their faces were so terrifying that they looked like they were about to explode and hurt people. The harp in their hands was like a bow and arrow, ready to shoot dozens of sharp arrows at any time.

"My friendly and gracious Professor Lockhart, he booked 'Little Cupid' for you early," Hera said weakly, and if it wasn't for the terrible silence in the auditorium, no one would have heard his voice. "They'll be wandering around the school delivering you Valentine's Day cards. All 'thanks' to Professor Lockhart, of course."

Hera believed that no one would thank Lockhart. This kind of ugly existence should be thrown into the trash can and discharged into the Black Lake along with the kitchen waste.

Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands. Even if he had goblin blood, he couldn't accept such an ugly dwarf.Professor Snape's temples were even more bulging, and his fingers almost bent the knife and fork.

After Hera said this, she threw the knife and fork on the dinner plate with a blank face, and strode out of the auditorium—not just him, but also Professor Snape, McGonagall, and Sprout.
Throughout the day, the dwarves kept breaking into the classrooms of various professors, delivering Valentine's Day cards, making all the professors bored.

The little dwarf who was the leader last night, with golden wings on his back, and his harp thrown aside, leaned against the owl shed.

"In this way, the magic contract can't be canceled at last, and the Galleons that Lockhart mortgaged before are all ours." It laughed sinisterly, looking at the owl going away, it laughed louder and louder.

Bang!
A stone fell on the owl's shed, and it was startled.

"It must be those damn students." It patted its chest, "For that Galleon, brothers, you have suffered, put down your armor and long swords, and want to get these girls' pink lace decorations!"

Today, a lot of interesting things happened.Especially the overly funny soundtrack message that the runt uttered when he found Harry.

"His green is like a freshly pickled toad, and he is as black and handsome as a blackboard. I hope he is mine. He is really handsome, and he is a warrior who conquers black hair."

This made everyone laugh, and Harry laughed too, but it was a little awkward no matter how you looked at it.Especially when this scene was caught by the Slytherin students.

Even the adjectives in it were used by them to mock Harry.

In the end, it was Percy Weasley who broke up the crowd. He had always been a man of strict rules, and his attitude towards Harry hadn't changed a bit from before—even if Harry was a Parseltongue, it wasn't just a shock for a few days.

February 1993, 2 was destined to be an unforgettable day, even enough to be recorded in "Hogwarts: A School History". The riots it caused were no less than the Dark Lord's attack on Hogwarts.

(End of this chapter)