[HP] Night Haze

"It's so annoying. Your father will be censored at work. It's all your fault. If you don't follow the rules, we'll take you home immediately!"

Ron stared blankly at the pile of burning ashes, his ears were buzzing, and the people around him loosened their tightly covered ears and looked at him sympathetically.

On the first day of school at Hogwarts Castle, the red-haired boy received a howling letter from his own property. Although countless lion cubs worshiped him and Harry like a hero the night before, the feat of speeding here, but In the eyes of adults, the reality is obviously not so good.

"Your dad will be fine, Ron." The platinum-haired boy walked past the Gryffindor table with his chin raised, and said lightly.

"What does he mean by that, comfort or provocation?" The red-haired boy couldn't comprehend Slytherin's speaking skills, and asked blankly.

"I think he intends to help you, Ron." Angelo looked at the back of the platinum boy and showed a slight smile, "He said your father will be fine, and Mr. Weasley's review will definitely pass."

"Oh!" The red-haired boy, who understood, twirled his hair and said embarrassingly, "Draco...was my previous attitude too bad?"

The episode at breakfast was just a very small part of life. Angelo and his party walked out of Hogwarts Castle after receiving the newly issued class schedule.The first section of the new semester is herbal medicine. They met Professor Sprout who came to teach outside the greenhouse. There were many bandages on her arms, which complemented the white ones tied on the branches of Whomping Willow in the distance. Harry and Ron felt guilty.

"Professor Sprout, I want to talk to Harry. You don't mind if he's two minutes late, do you?" Baron Lockhart was wearing a flowing blue suit while Sprout took out the key to open the greenhouse door. The green robe blocked the way of the savior.

"Professor Lockhart..." Harry Potter took a step back unwillingly, but the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher didn't wait for Professor Sprout to express his opinion, and directly carried the boy away from the scene.Before leaving, he still blinked in Angelo's direction, which made the blond boy nervous.

"Professor Lockhart didn't make things difficult for you, did he, Harry?" When the blue-eyed boy returned to the greenhouse, Angelo approached him, thinking that his father would cause another disturbance because of the misunderstanding of the ring. Who knew that Harry Potter just shrugged, his tone full of complaints.

"He thought I came to school in a speeding car because I wanted to be famous like him. His tone was unbearable. I really want to expose his true colors. That pervert is not worthy of being a teacher at all."

"Harry!" Angelo's heart sank, "It was just a misunderstanding last time, we just, just..." He began to make up reasons.

"Don't worry, Angelo. I won't tell anyone." Harry returned him with a reassuring smile.Angelo drooped his head in frustration, he and Baron Lockhart are really innocent...

When you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to cover it up.He just concealed Vidi's existence, but he had to pay for the pranks of the Dark Lord. What's worse, the black magic lines on his palm told him yesterday that he could quit when others got angry, but he didn't even have this willful qualification. have all been lost.

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"My name is Colin Creevey, do you think—is it possible—that I can take a picture of you?" Before the afternoon class started, Angelo and his group met a first-year freshman in the courtyard .The little lion eagerly moved to Harry Potter, holding the camera and refusing to leave.

"I know everything about you. Everyone tells me. How you escaped You-Know-Who, how he disappeared, etc. (Angelo felt Viddy's wrath in the ring)—if there was a Your picture, maybe I can stand next to you, and then, can you sign an autograph?"

Harry smiled awkwardly, he could feel the newcomer from the Muggle world adoring him fervently, but he wasn't really great at all.After getting along for a while, he will know that he is no different from other second-year students.But Colin's begging had already attracted a lot of attention before Harry wanted the boy to understand.

"Are you sending autographed photos, Harry?" The platinum-haired boy walked over with a smile, followed by several fifth-year students, it seemed that Master Malfoy's circle of leadership had expanded again.

"Good afternoon, Draco." Ron greeted Draco more proactively than anyone else.Draco nodded gracefully at him, and the haze that had hung between them all this time seemed to disappear.

"We meet again, Harry!" Baron Lockhart appeared immediately after hearing the sensitive word of taking pictures. He hooked Harry's shoulder with one arm and fixed him next to him.

"Come on, Mr. Creevey. It's a good deal for a two-person photo. We'll sign it for you." The charming blond man smiled perfectly.

"If I want to take pictures, I would prefer to be with my friends, Professor Lockhart." The savior who didn't have the slightest affection for the new teacher broke away from Lockhart's restraint, but he didn't have time to take a step. It fell into Lockhart's arms again.

"Hurry up, class is about to start." Lockhart forcibly turned Harry's face to a place completely different from Angelo's.This position allowed Harry to stare at a large thicket of bushes.

Lockhart winked at Angelo triumphantly, the blond boy looked up at the sky speechlessly, his unscrupulous father really still misunderstood his relationship with Harry.After Colin pressed the shutter clumsily, Baron Lockhart ignored Harry's struggle and cautiously dragged him straight towards the castle.In fact, Harry just glanced in the direction of his group of friends when his face was free again.

"I, Gilderoy Lockhart, [-]rd Class Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time Wizards Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile - but I don't talk about that, I'm not You exorcised Wan Lun's female ghost with a smile!" In Gryffindor's first class, Baron Lockhart's humorous self-introduction aroused the favor of many girls.

Only Angelo knew that this was just his dad's good sense of self exuding from the inside out.

The style of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom today has changed a lot compared to last semester. A picture of Baron Lockhart is hung on all four walls in conspicuous places. They are sitting, standing, or walking, But there is one thing in common that cannot be ignored - they all show a bright smile with eight teeth.

According to the usual practice, the first class when a new teacher meets his classmates will be spent in a relatively relaxed environment, so Baron Lockhart was not in a hurry to show his amazing looks.Instead, he took out a three-sided questionnaire and conducted a serious and detailed investigation on the students' homework preparation.

1.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?

2.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition? ...The corners of Angelo's mouth twitched when he saw these coquettish topics.

"Tsk tsk—almost no one remembers that I like lilac color the most. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Snowman in Tibet"." Half an hour later, the blond man who collected the test paper answered the answers filled out by the little lions Serious corrections were made.The glances that swept across from time to time captured the hearts of witches wave after wave.

Angelo rested his chin and counted the movement of the clock on the wall, not caring about everything in Taishan. "get out of class will be over in a few minutes." He said, and the blue-eyed boy who was fidgeting in the front row looked back at him after hearing his murmur.

"Let's get down to business!" Baron Lockhart's voice suddenly rose an octave on the stage, waking up countless witches who were dreaming of a teacher-student relationship.

"Now—be careful, my mission is to teach you to resist the most evil thing the magic world has ever known!" Now the wizards of Gryffindor were completely pulled out of their beautiful vision by Baron Lockhart, and the witches were confused. His eyes gradually regained his sobriety.

Is this new teacher going to teach them some new knowledge today?Everyone is thinking.

"What does he want to do?" Angelo glanced at the clock on the wall again. In less than two minutes, the get out of class bell will ring.

Baron Lockhart took out a birdcage from the back of the podium as if by magic, and lifted the opaque flannelette. Only then did the little wizards find out dumbfoundingly that the "most evil" thing in his mouth was nothing more than a few konjacs. Wallshire elf.

"Homework, Harry Potter." Lockhart's lips moved silently.He released a group of devilishly cunning little vandals from the cage.

They jumped up and down, chirping, tearing at the books, and two of them picked Neville up by the ear.There was a sudden chaos in the classroom, the little wizards bravely competed with the elves for what belonged to them, but after being splashed by the flying ink, more and more people began to choose to hide under the table.

"Harry stay here to clean up, and the rest of the class is over." The bell for the end of get out of class rang at the right time, and Baron Lockhart's pardon was like a sound of heaven.

"All petrochemical!"

"Thousands of bullets! Cough..." Hermione petrified a Cornish elf who wanted to attack Harry's back, and Ron's wand, which was temporarily fixed with tape, burst out a lot The smoke made him cough.

"Angelo, come with me, I have something to discuss with you." After Angelo bounced a Cornish elf with a spell, the charming blond man dragged him out of the door.

"You're deliberately targeting Harry, Professor Lockhart!" Angelo shouted angrily to his father. There was no one student at the door, and he must have been frightened by the destructive power of the Cornish elves.

"It's Harry, that ring—I guess it's him." Baron Lockhart took out an application form for the Quidditch team in front of Angelo, and shook it left and right.

"Oh! That's mine, why is it here with you." Angelo recognized his handwriting at once. This is the application for joining the team that he filled out and handed over to the captain at noon.

"I'm the teacher at Hogwarts now, Angelo." Lockhart shook the note and said proudly, "I've found out that Gryffindor's Seeker is Harry Potter, and the other People have no chance to compete for this position. Quidditch is a skill for you, but not a true love. Since you can't be the focus of the audience, why did you apply to join the Quidditch school team? The answer is obvious Exposed!"

"I signed up for Quidditch because Draco will join this year. Harry and Draco are my good friends!" Angelo was about to be blown away by his father's crookedness.At the same time, the grievances in Vidi's heart, the chief culprit of the misunderstanding, also deepened.

"Huh? Another kid from the Malfoy family?" Lockhart stroked his smooth chin.

"...It's not what you imagined at all!" Angelo waved his arm, and a passing wasp was thrown off course by the airflow, buzzing around Angelo in protest.Angelo stopped arguing with Lockhart and waved his hands twice, trying to drive away the creature that hindered them from talking, but the wasp was aroused by this behavior and raised its tail needle to want to attack him.

Snapped!When the boy waved his hand for the last time, the hornet saw the moment and launched an attack, aiming at Angelo's hand that drove it away.But when it was about to approach the target, it suddenly couldn't flap its wings anymore as if it had been cast with a holding spell, and fell straight to the ground.

Angelo and Lockhart looked at each other. Neither of them used magic, but the wasp on the ground remained motionless and did not fly up again.

"Dead?" Baron Lockhart lightly touched the wasp with the toe of his shoe. It was lying on its back on the cold marble floor, lifeless.

"Hold out your hand, Angelo." Baron Lockhart said, Angelo raised his arm and spread out his palm, a silver ring was clasped tightly on Angelo's middle finger.Baron Lockhart vaguely sensed magical fluctuations that he had not noticed yesterday from the ring.

"Could it be..." The blond man's face changed slightly, he took off the decorative brooch on his chest, and put it in Angelo's palm.

With a spell in his mouth, this exquisite object turned into a wasp under the spell of transformation.

Snapped!The wasp that had just formed on the boy's fingertips turned back into a brooch before it could complete its mission of pretending to attack, and landed on Angelo's hand.It seemed that the ring sensed Baron Lockhart's evil thoughts as soon as he formed them.

"Your ring not only attacked it, but also absorbed all the magic power on it." Lockhart took back the brooch. He found that the color of the brooch he bought at a big price was a bit dim, and even the light magic that came with it had no effect. .

"It seems that I have wrongly blamed you, Angelo." Lockhart looked terrified, this ring is really as dangerous as his son said.He glanced quietly into the classroom. The Cornish elves had all been caught in cages, and it seemed that the Saviors and their friends didn't need him to deal with the aftermath.

"What's going on, Viddy?" Even if he didn't understand it just now, Lockhart's actions made Angelo fully understand what was going on now.

"Didn't you rely on the Dark Mark to control me?" Angelo passed his doubts into the ring.He begged Vidi to send a ray of electricity yesterday, but he couldn't do it, why did he become so brave now?

"I strengthen myself by absorbing energy, Angelo." The male voice in the ring sounded in a good mood at this time, "Magic power and life force are all energy. I used to absorb the magic power on you after you fell asleep, but since I was with you After signing the contract, I didn't do it again."

"Why..." Angelo was so stimulated by this fact that he couldn't speak.

"Yesterday you could prove to my father that you are an offensive magic object in this way, you can easily fool my eyes! But why don't you continue to fool me... You can obviously change the method Lie to me, you can do it. Why let me know the truth that I have been marked by you."

"We are collaborators, Angelo." The voice in the ring pondered for a while, then said softly, "Although the contract does not mention this issue, I think cooperation based on lies cannot last long. So I'm not going to lie to you again, Angelo."

"Vidi..." Angelo's lips trembled for a moment, and then made a small arc soundlessly.

"You see me as a collaborator?"

"Yes."

"You won't lie to me again?"

"Yes."

"Are we equal?"

"of course not!"

"Pleasant cooperation, Vidi."

"..."