[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Christo hesitated holding the letter, and the addressee on the letter was Gildero.Should she remove its casing and throw it out, or just put it in her room first.She didn't want to go to Lockhart's door and witness something strange.After thinking for a while, Kris put the letter under a vase, but after less than half a minute, she shook the goosebumps all over her body, and took it out again.Or just put it in a vase?She stared at the slender-necked vase, and after an arduous ideological struggle, she opened the letter, took out the letter, and directly burned the envelope with the candles in the room.

Chani and Amber had snatched away the dried fruit, and they were crowding on the wooden shelf, looking at her.Christo glared at them: "What are you looking at?" The two owls immediately turned their big round eyes elsewhere.Christo sat back on the bed, only to find that there was also her letter, from Hermione.She took it apart to see——

Dear Christophe, I could invite you to our house anytime I want, but I'm afraid you're completely out of magic here.I'm sure Mrs. McMillan must have her own considerations, please don't worry about it.All I can think of is for you to get out of MacMillan.Also, I have never heard back from Harry, how about you? —Missing you Hermione.

Christo climbed out of bed, took out the quill and began to reply. If Hermione was told that she and Lockhart were in Ireland, Hermione would be so jealous that she would go to see Merlin.After thinking about it for a while, Chris still didn't want to mention the name of that big idiot.In addition, she did not receive any letters from Harry.

Could it be that Harry's uncle, who is not very good at thinking, is abusing Harry again?Christo couldn't help thinking when she stopped writing.She gave the letter to Amber, and the owl flew out of the window after rubbing her palm, leaving Chani standing in the corner with vigilant eyes.

"Come here!" Christo beckoned, and Jani reluctantly flew over.Christo gently stroked the feathers on its head: "I'm going to sleep now, Johnny, you have to stand obediently by the bedside, and if you see a snake, catch it out!" Twice, and then flew to the head of the bed.

Perhaps because of being too tired during the day, Christo had no dreams all night, and fell asleep until the sky showed a pale belly.She rubbed her eyes and got up, yawned, and saw the well-folded parchment, she opened it in a daze—Mr. Lockhart, she didn't realize that the letter in her hand didn't belong to she.Through the light outside the window, Christo read out like a dream: "Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, approved your application and specially hired you as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

what?Christo squinted her eyes and thought about it, but she couldn't sort out her half-awake brain.She threw the parchment away, and when she went to the bathroom to wash, the cold water suddenly made her shiver.She suddenly figured out what was written on the parchment, and immediately ran out to pick up the parchment, flipping it over and over several times.

Calm down, there must be some misunderstanding, she pressed the parchment, washed up and down, changed her clothes, walked to the next door, and knocked on the door lightly three times.

"Gidero, this is Crystal." After a while, the door creaked open, and Lockhart was sleepy, standing barefoot on the carpet.

"Good morning, little girl, what happened?" He yawned and walked into the bathroom, a towel jumped up and wiped his face.

Christo stood by the door of the bathroom, and asked cautiously, "Have you applied for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts?"

"Ah, there is such a thing. Being able to serve at Hogwarts is the dream of many people. If the application is successful, I think it will bring me a lot of benefits." Lockhart turned around and said frankly, A razor was scraping his chin, which looked ridiculous, but Christo couldn't smile, she had a look on her face that looked like she had accidentally swallowed chewing gum. "Gidero, what are you going to teach us?"

"Well, let me think about it - the principles of black magic, history and inheritance, development and future, boggarts, punkshinks, dementors, and of course I will teach the senior students about snowmen, hags, and vampires." Category……"

"Teach us to defeat a hag with flesh and blood?" Christo stared at him, Lockhart was taken aback, walked over and patted her on the head, "Who messed with you early in the morning? In fact, There's not going to be a dominatrix in class for me to kill."

Christo stuffed the parchment into his wet hands, and said word by word: "I really can't figure out why Professor Dumbledore let you pass, I don't want a black magic that can boast Professor of defense."

Lockhart was not angry either, he opened the parchment and glanced at it, and then said in a cheerful tone: "Yes, the bombastic Professor Lockhart made the talented Miss McMillan have to blow up the wall." Christo's face was unnatural Seeing Lockhart sit down, she also moved a chair to sit beside him, and said in a vicious voice: "Anyway, if you are worse than a head of garlic, I will never forgive you."

Lockhart let out a chuckle: "How can I be worse than him, just because I am protecting you instead of hurting you, I am a thousand times better than him."

"Are you going to protect me?" Christo looked at him with disgust.

"Okay, what do you think of me adding a lesson about snakes to the second grade curriculum?" Lockhart lowered his head, his golden hair that had been combed made Christo very upset: "You Bastard!" She jumped up from her chair and ran out of the room.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, she folded back again. "Gidero, I think we should take the risk." Lockhart looked at her puzzled, and after a quarter of an hour, he finally understood what Christo meant—in order not to mistake his son, Chris Duo decided not to travel but to take an adventure along the Shannon River. The vegetation in the middle reaches is dense, there are both grassland forests and wilderness mountains, and there are all kinds of magical creatures, not to mention a red hat, Grindelwald...

Lockhart knew that he couldn't take Chris out more. As long as she was there, no matter how good the trip was, he would be able to relax and bask in the sun by the river, but now he won't agree to it for a moment. Chris Just keep lobbying.Coupled with the little girl's [-] whys, Lockhart felt that he was really pitiful. He really came to vacation, to find inspiration, and to complete "I Can Be Magical"!

"What if you can't beat it?"

"Don't worry, do you still remember the potion that blasted the wall last time? I can brew a little more, put it in a bottle, and heat it at high temperature to explode. If I can't beat it, I will throw it out."

"What if I get hurt?"

"As Professor Snape's most proud student, as long as you don't die in one breath, I can support you to the hospital." Christophe vowed, and Lockhart rolled his eyes.

"There will be a lot of snakes."

Christo was silent now, and Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief, and began to taste the local liqueur...

"But I clearly remember that there are no snakes in Ireland. Am I wrong? But it doesn't matter, I have snake repellent incense!"

Lockhart almost choked on the wine.Chris took another look at him, and continued, "Aren't there you? Maybe I can just take this opportunity to see a few hundred more snakes, just get used to it." Lockhart stared at the wine in his hand. I lost interest all of a sudden, how obsessed Christo is.

"Besides, I also want to become stronger." Christo said again without thinking, and Lockhart looked at her, and found that her expression was actually very serious.

"Half a month later." Anyway, let him enjoy the scenery of Ireland and enjoy the beautiful bars in Ireland.

"Seven days—if it starts in August, there's not much you can do. Do you dare to say that you plan to publish your new book after school starts, and ask for leave to hold a book signing?" Chris looked at him disdainfully, Luo Hart looked away speechlessly, Christo's intelligence is the most uncute!

"What if I don't go?"

Christo was stunned, and blurted out: "I can't help it." She looked at Lockhart regretfully, and found that he was smiling very brightly, as if the reporter in front of him was not her, but the reporter of "Wizard Weekly".

"Ten days." Lockhart said suddenly, he patted Christophe's head, and said with a smile: "We can't just go straight for food without making any preparations?"

Christo originally thought that Lockhart was joking, but when they returned to the hotel at night, Jani was waiting for them on the window sill with a pile of books.Lockhart singled out most of them to her, reasoning that even if Lockhart was useless, he had taken the time to look up various sources when he was writing a good and rigorous novel. "You must read it within ten days." Lockhart said relaxedly while holding his two or three books, and Jani rested on his shoulders and never looked at Christophe again.Christo speculated that it must be because it didn't want to stand guard for her, but what bothered her more right now was that besides this pile of books, she actually had potion homework to do, she was exhausted from playing during the day, and would be drained at night Cheng "Chris" Si, is she really on summer vacation?

Christo looked at the moon shining brightly from the window, and remained silent.She lit another candle and turned to the first page.Even after almost a month, she still clearly remembered the scene at that time, she was manipulated by garlic and almost killed Harry.

A self who is not strong enough not only cannot protect others, but may even lead to drag.She felt that way very early on.