HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

"It's a pity that Zero is so good that no one wants to grab him."

Ginny felt a bit disappointed.

"That's it."

Hermione echoed.

Especially after Olga retired from public life, the two had fewer opportunities to appear in the same frame.

Ugh.

The two little witches sighed at the same time and looked in Olga's direction again.

Then I saw—that Nott and Cain were there too!

Olga was in a dilemma at this time.

Draco wanted to monopolize her, Theodore wanted to accompany her, Cain...Cain wanted to complain!

He still has a wound at the corner of his mouth!

Olga actually noticed the wound on the corner of Cain's mouth. She wondered who could have hurt him, and she had a vague feeling that this might be related to her.

But he is Gaia's younger brother after all, so he still needs to be shown the proper concern.

"What's wrong with the corner of your mouth?"

Cain pursed his lips in grievance, and just as he was about to hold back his tears, he heard the two voices he hated the most coming from behind him.

George: “I did.”

Fred: “He’s so irritating.”

The Weasley brothers are known for their courage to take responsibility for their actions. Instead of letting this green tea girl deliberately discredit them, it would be better for them to take the initiative to admit their mistakes first.

George: “I was wrong.”

Fred: "Or you tell him to call George back."

George glanced at his brother who was watching the fun and taking advantage of the situation and said, "I am so lucky to have you."

Cain clenched his fists and really wanted to kill them.

Olga has a headache. Why is it happening again?

Perhaps seeing what Olga was thinking, George quickly said, "We can handle it ourselves."

After saying that, he and Fred dragged Cain away.

Cain couldn't show too much resistance in front of Olga.

As soon as he came out of the basement classroom, he immediately pulled out his arm and stared at the two brothers coldly.

"Not pretending anymore?" George said leisurely.

Cain had a gloomy expression and said nothing.

From what she saw just now, Olga's relationship with them has been restored.

Damn it.

Fred: "Little guy, do you know where you lost?"

George: "I'll give you a piece of advice. The princess doesn't like people who think too much."

After they finished talking, they left.

Cain remained where he was, deep in thought.

Is his acting not good enough?

Even Olga could see it.

He looked back in the direction of the basement classroom, but ultimately did not go back.

Without Cain, Olga felt much more relaxed.

The young master was easy to coax, and Theo was considerate, the last person to argue with her.

Lockhart was talking on the stage. He noticed the movement in Olga's direction out of the corner of his eye and a plan came to his mind.

"Oh! Look who we have invited? Your Highness whom I haven't seen for a long time. Before I let Professor Snape, my assistant, cooperate with me to demonstrate to everyone, let us first give a warm welcome to Miss Olga!"

Olga suddenly felt her scalp tingling, and felt a deeper disgust towards Lockhart.

The other students then noticed Olga in the corner and cheered excitedly. Has the little princess decided to make a comeback?

Facing the enthusiastic little wizards, it was difficult for Olga to show any expression. She could only pretend to be calm and smile at everyone, which earned her even more enthusiastic applause.

Millicent stood not far from Theodore and stared at Olga fiercely. Why was she here again?

She had clearly been away from the crowd for some time.

Why do you still need to appear in front of everyone?

As long as she appears...Theodore can't tolerate anyone else...

Theodore seemed to have noticed something and looked in Millicent's direction, frowning when he saw her vicious look.

This Boster...seems to be very malicious towards kittens?

A dark light appeared in her blue eyes. She'd better not do anything bad to the kitten.

Otherwise, he would never let her go even if she was a pure-blood noble lady.

Lockhart obviously misunderstood Olga's smile and was confident that the little princess had put aside her prejudice against him.

He expertly displayed a perfect smile.

"Well, Professor Snape, I think you wouldn't mind giving the demonstration opportunity to Miss Olga."

Snape frowned and looked at Olga.

Her condition is much better than before. I wonder what tricks this idiot is going to play next.

But in the end, Lockhart was definitely the one who suffered the most.

Thinking of this, Snape felt relieved and nodded expressionlessly.

Olga's face was full of question marks, but seeing that her dean was still on the stage, she reluctantly gave him face and walked up.

"Very well, miss." Lockhart pulled out his wand. "Now take out your wand."

Olga's expression was inexplicable. She flipped her right hand and a glowing spirit staff appeared in her hand.

"Oh! Is this the staff of the vampires? It's so beautiful."

Lockhart winked in what he thought was a handsome way, and Olga just felt uncomfortable all over.

"Come, face me."

Lockhart wanted to reach out and turn Olga around, but Snape calmly blocked his way.

This greasy pig's trotter has no chance of touching the students of his college!

Olga turned stiffly and looked at the embroidered pillow.

"Okay, bow like me."

Lockhart bowed and found that Olga was standing there without moving.

Only then did he remember Olga's identity and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Your Excellency the little vampire prince can skip this step. Everyone else should remember to bow to each other."

"Next hold your wand up to your chest."

Olga did not refuse this time and symbolically raised her staff.

"Very well, young lady, when I count to three, say 'Expelliarmus'."

Lockhart thought that the vampires were probably not very proficient in wizard spells, and was still thinking about how to comfort the lost girl later.

"one two three!"

As the last sound fell, Olga calmly chanted the spell, and Lockhart was directly knocked out and there was no movement for a long time.

died?

Olga looked puzzled. This damn idiot should not blackmail her in public.

She had no choice but to look at Snape, no matter what, this was not her initiative.

Snape understood what Olga meant, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, then quickly returned to his usual deadpan expression.

He looked at Lockhart with a hint of disdain.

"fainted."

Oh, that's okay.

Olga shrugged and said, "I didn't mean it. You are all my witnesses."

Draco's eyes were shining, his little prince was so handsome!

Hermione's expression is a bit hard to describe. Is it that Olga is too strong or Lockhart is too weak?