[HP] Night Haze

The day after the Dueling Club reunion, Hogwarts was once again petrified, this time with a Hufflepuff student and a Gryffindor ghost.The news that Harry Potter was a Parseltongue spread overnight, and many students who originally planned to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, after experiencing this series of incidents, withdrew their applications to stay in the school in batches.

The weather was getting colder, and Hogwarts Castle was covered with a white coat by heavy snow.Early on Christmas morning, Angelo received a note from Lord Lockhart.When he rushed into the teacher's dormitory of his unscrupulous father in a hurry, he realized that the so-called big accident in the note was just a gift that was about to flood the house.

"If you don't come again, I won't even have a place to stand, Angelo." Baron Lockhart was drinking black tea leisurely in the only small space in the house that was not occupied by gifts, and owls kept coming from the window. Squeeze in to add weight to the gift pile.

"My book fans are so enthusiastic, and the messengers have not stopped since last night." He shrugged and said, the advantage of becoming an internationally renowned author is that he can receive gifts from wizards of different nationalities.

"You called me here so early in the morning so that I could pack your presents for you!" Angelo was speechless at his unscrupulous father's bad behavior, "If I remember correctly, Hogwarts There's a creature called a house-elf, Daddy!"

"Receiving gifts from others is a happy thing, my dear baby, and now I would like to share my happiness with you." Lockhart threw Angelo a pocket that had been cast with the No Trace Stretch Curse, eight One tooth flashed dazzlingly, "How can the elves in Hogwarts know the real value of the item. I leave it to you, Angelo. I believe you can do it well. Valuable gifts stay, worthless gadgets Throw it all in your pocket, and tidy it up slowly when I have time."

"Compared to sharing other people's happiness, I prefer what belongs to me. There are still many gifts in my dormitory waiting for me to unwrap." Having said that, Angelo took the bag.Resigned to his fate, he looked at the huge pile of precarious gifts, thinking about where to start.

"By the way, if you see a gift from someone like Snape, you don't need to open it and give it to me." Baron Lockhart added as if suddenly remembered. "The nature of the gifts of the co-workers is different from that of the book fans. It is better to distinguish them."

"Professor Snape? How could he give a Christmas present?" Angelo felt that Baron Lockhart's thoughts were too optimistic. When talking about the Potions Professor, he remembered another incident that he had forgotten. "I wanted to say it after the duel club ended last time, Dad!" Angelo said, "Your behavior was abnormal that day, which made me feel..."

"Oh, Angelo, the silver pendant on your chest is very beautiful, a very pure pear-cut sapphire! I don't think it was a gift from Harry?" Baron Lockhart jumped up from the armchair, Pulling the blond boy in front of him.

"It's a Christmas present from Draco." Angelo avoided the harassment on his chest in embarrassment, and pressed the magnifying glass that Lockhart took out from his pocket.

"Did you find that it matches your ring well?" Lockhart's eyes showed narrow suspicion. "Is it originally a set?"

"I thought I explained it to you very clearly last time, Dad." Recalling the past, Angelo quickly defended, "This ring is just a magical object that I got by accident."

"You were completely led away by him, Angelo." Viddy in the ring expressed his appreciation for Lockhart's nonsense. If Lockhart knew that he "given" the ring, this man would still have the guts to act like that. Are you so stubborn now?

"You almost changed the subject, Gildero." Under Vidi's reminder, Angelo regained the crux of the problem, "The last time I was at the Dueling Club, I found you in front of Professor Snape... ...well, weird."

"You don't think I was overwhelmed by Snape's aura, haha ​​- I am a man who can defeat even a Tibetan snowman!" Lockhart casually picked up a copy of "A Life with a Tibetan Snowman" from the side. Year".The dazzling smile that complemented the photo almost blinded Angelo's eyes.

"Well, actually, I probably might like him a little bit. If Sev is your stepfather, you won't mind, Angelo?" Baron Lockhart's still shining smile stopped blinking, because Angelo The background seen is a darkness that is more hazy than darkness.

"Are you kidding, did he agree?" Angelo screamed, and Baron Lockhart immediately crouched dejectedly and drew circles on the small round table where the tea set was placed.

"I didn't dare to tell him..."

"Okay, so the current situation is not whether I will mind or not, but him!" Angelo nodded to understand the predicament his father encountered.But he will definitely not help. This is whimsical and self-defeating.

"Angelo, you have to help me..." Baron Lockhart's words made Angelo take a big step back, "Help me find the Christmas gift he gave me..." Angelo slowed down, his face darkened The line looked back at the mountain of presents.

Although he didn't believe that Professor Snape would give a gift to his father, Angelo still searched diligently.He spent a whole year in confinement with the Potions Master last term without receiving any presents.What's more, Professor Snape has a disgusted father every time he sees it.

"No! Angelo, you're sure you didn't miss it!" Baron Lockhart was greatly disappointed by the results of his hard work. He continued to lie on the small round table listlessly and howl like a flower that had lost its moisture and was waiting to wither.

"It doesn't matter, he will send it in a while." Baron Lockhart suddenly became energetic when he thought of something.

"You are dreaming, unless a miracle happens." Angelo complained in his heart.

Baron Lockhart is worthy of being a miracle worker, and soon there was a knock on the door.Lockhart cheered up and rushed Angelo to the bathroom.He straightened his pink robe that was not stained with any dust, and opened the door in a clean suit.Contrary to him, Angelo couldn't help feeling sad when he saw his disgraced face in the bathroom mirror.

"Merry Christmas, Professor Snape, your presence makes this humble room full of splendor, please come in and have a cup of hot tea." Baron Lockhart warmly welcomed.The potions professor with a gloomy face handed him the wrapped gift, and then turned to leave.

"Is this for me, Severus?" The blond man leaned against the door to block Snape's way, and he blinked his blue eyes happily and gave him a look.

"Merry Christmas, Lockhart, here is a present for you." Snape replied vaguely and unwillingly.For some reason, Angelo, who was peeping out from the crack in the bathroom door, felt the gnashing of teeth behind the potions professor's tone.

Didn't he come voluntarily, but just to give Christmas presents, what's there to force?If you feel reluctant, why do you want to send it?Angelo didn't understand.

"What is this, oh, a robe!" The blond man tore open the simple wrapping paper in front of Snape, revealing the black magic robe inside, "Black...I never wear this color." He said disgustedly, "I thought everyone knew."

"Change the color once in a while, Lockhart." Snape's mouth curled up in an ironic arc that was half a smile, and Baron Lockhart's resistance to his gift seemed to add to his joy. "Blue, purple, green, red, pink, orange, yellow, you change these seven colors every week. You can tell what day it is by looking at your clothes every day. I don't want to think of you when I see you. The calendar on the desk."

Angelo quietly glanced at the pink robe on his father's body. Today is Friday, and it matches!He was sweating profusely. If it wasn't for Professor Snape, he wouldn't have thought of it...

"I didn't expect you to observe me so meticulously, Severus." Baron Lockhart smiled brilliantly, "It's a good thing you only think of desk calendars. If I think of desk calendars, I'll be flattered. "He was not angry at all, but replied half-jokingly.

"The size of the clothes is just right. Did you tailor them to my size?" Lockhart compared the black robe to his body, and it fit unexpectedly.

"There's no need to customize it, all you need is a small bottle of shrinking potion." Snape said coldly.Regardless of whether it was true or not, Angelo felt that such an answer was too much.But Baron Lockhart's smile was exceptionally bright.

There must be something he doesn't know about it, Angelo thought, and he must ask his father to find out later.

"No wonder there is a smell of potion. I thought you wore it." Baron Lockhart held the clothes in his arms and sniffed them, just like the black curly-haired girl who snatched the cloak in the Dueling Club did.

"The gift has been delivered, and I should take my leave, Professor Lockhart." Snape was a little overwhelmed by his mannerisms, and this time the blond man didn't stop him, and gave way automatically.

"Goodbye, and welcome here often, Severus."

When Angelo came out of the bathroom, he only saw the back of the black robe tumbling endlessly at the end of the corridor, full of momentum.

"Aha——I knew he would come." When the last strand of clothes disappeared around the corner, the blond man shut the door and shivered triumphantly.

"Could you tell me what's going on, Dad? How did you know he would come today?" Angelo didn't think his father had predicted things like a god. He was more suspicious of Baron Lockhart's conspiracy.

"I gave him a Christmas present, Angelo. You know, as a courtesy, even if he didn't give it before, he will make up for it after receiving my gift."

"It's as simple as that? Why didn't he ask the owl to deliver him, but come here by himself?" Angelo still couldn't figure it out.

"Because I sent out all the owls in the school," Baron Lockhart said with a sly smile, "I found out a long time ago that Snape didn't keep an owl messenger as a pet like me, so in this case He can only come by himself."

"However, there seems to be something wrong," Angelo recalled the attitude of the two parties just now, sending a piece of clothes that Dad didn't wear at all, which in itself showed a problem, "What did you give Professor Snape, Dad? ?”

"Remember what my secret ambition is, Angelo?"

"Get rid of the evil world and promote your full line of hairdressing products." Angelo suddenly felt a chill, "Dad, you can't be..."

"That's what I did." The blond man nodded solemnly.

"...%#%@￥..." Angelo opened his mouth wide. It was hard to imagine Professor Snape's expression when he received the Lockhart brand shampoo and conditioner. He suddenly felt that his imagination was seriously lacking. , I can't make up for it.

"Sometimes I have to resort to tricks when dealing with things I'm interested in, Angelo." Lockhart held the black robe that was still warm from the opponent's fingers, revealing eight bright and sharp teeth. "From tomorrow, I will wear this robe and appear in the place where he appears most often. What do you think of this idea?"

Life is really lonely like snow... Angelo didn't answer.