Gilderoy Lockhart, this weirdo never disappoints. When people were in panic before, he never jumped to such joy, but now that the crisis seems to have been lifted, he is doing well again.
Lockhart obviously believed that it was his presence that made the heir wary and gave up action. Therefore, he boasted in front of Professor McGonagall, claiming that he had scared away the heir and that no one would be attacked in the future. He also said
, students now urgently need some activities to boost their morale and make them forget their previous panic.
I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup Lockhart poured into Professor McGonagall. When Professor McGonagall, who looked helpless, announced to everyone that Lockhart had prepared a surprise show for them, the little wizards looked confused. But after they reacted, they still
I'm very happy. After all, Loha may not be special, but his ability to survive is absolutely top-notch.
The next day was Valentine's Day, February 14th. Everyone finally knew how Lockhart adjusted the atmosphere.
"Good guy~"
As soon as he entered the door, Ivey thought he had traveled through time again. The walls around the auditorium were flooded with pink flowers, and various fireworks flashed from time to time in the blue starry sky on the ceiling. Every time they bloomed, five-color heart-shaped confetti fell down in the auditorium.
"Don't tell me, this guy doesn't know any serious magic, but he is good at crooked spells." Ivy teased while helping Betty clean up the colored paper on her head.
"It's not that great," Betty said concisely.
Come to the dining table. On the table, large and small candles are piled in a row from north to south, and there are rose petals scattered around as decoration.
"It's too exaggerated." Ivey picked up a red napkin and was quite speechless.
To be honest, Ivy didn't pay much attention to this holiday. He and Betty were still young, and they would have plenty of time in the future, so there was no need to follow the trend and do anything fancy.
"It has nothing to do with us, this is probably for senior couples." Betty sat down next to Hermione.
Hermione greeted Betty with a smile on her face. Hmm - she seemed to be in a good mood, Ivy thought. Then her eyes moved forward, and Ron and the others were indeed far apart.
Keep walking forward and come to Ron.
The expressions of the two people were very interesting. Their facial features were rubbed together and their faces were full of wrinkles. They looked very tangled.
"Although I have said this opening countless times, I still want to ask - what's wrong with you?" he said directly after sitting down.
When they heard his voice, neither of them raised their heads.
"I talked to it last night." Harry lowered his head and held his fork, poking at the pieces of meat on the plate.
"Keep talking"
"I basically asked about things clearly, but I became even more confused."
"Did it fool you? Give you false news?"
"No." Harry shook his head. "It didn't tell me anything, it just let me see it myself."
"See for yourself?"
"It opened my eyes to memories of Tom Riddle fifty years ago"
"You're pretty capable," Ivey muttered, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"The heir is Hagrid," Harry said bitterly.
"That's it? I thought you were mentally prepared." Ivey didn't care. "Do you believe it?"
"Of course I don't believe it! Let's not say that Hagrid is not such a person. In the memory picture it showed me, the monster in the secret room was a spider and not the basilisk we encountered."
"Then it's over. It must have made up some pictures to deceive you."
"Look! Ivy said the same thing," Ron said. "I told you so many times yesterday that the diary was lying to you."
Ron was like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, with a lot of resentment revealed in his words.
"It's not that I don't believe it. But I can't explain it to you. I can feel that that memory is not fabricated. It is definitely a real memory picture." Harry looked a little dazed.
"This is what you are confused about? The memory you saw is real, and the personal experience is true. But now there is a conflict between the two, right?" Ivy asked
no answer
"Harry, it's the same sentence. If you want to know whether the contents of the diary are true, just ask Hagrid to verify it."
"You said the contents of the diary are false, but if Hagrid is the heir, how can you guarantee that he will not tell lies?" Harry looked up and stared at Ivy and Ron.
"Didn't you say that the memory images you saw were real? Let's compare them." Ivey replied, "Are you going?"
Harry thought for a while and said, "Okay, there are no classes in the afternoon, let's go there."
"Do you want to tell Hermione?" Ron suddenly interrupted.
Hearing this, the three of them turned to look at Hermione who was chatting.
"Speaking of which, you haven't finished it yet? Ron" Ivy asked with a smile.
"He wanted to find Hermione yesterday, but unfortunately she ignored him." Harry finally had a smile on his face.
Ron curled his lips and was about to retort.
"Everyone! Are you satisfied with my arrangement~"
A loud voice came from outside the gate. Lockhart still looked the same as before, but the color was changed to a sexy pink. With a proud smile on his face, he walked slowly towards the podium with a coquettish figure-step.
Arriving at the rostrum, he turned to face the students and said, "Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!"
No one answered him
The professors on the rostrum all looked like they were dead at home. Professor McGonagall had a tic-tac-toe on her eyebrows.
"Forty-six people have sent me greeting cards so far, and I would like to express my gratitude to them! So please forgive me for taking it upon myself to arrange these little surprises for everyone. And - that's not all!
"
Lockhart clapped his hands, and twelve more dwarfs came in from outside the hall, carrying wings and harps on their backs, just like Cupid. But one thing has to be said, these dwarfs are really ugly.
"Our friendly little cupids with greeting cards. They will be wandering around campus today handing you Valentine's Day cards!" Lockhart showed off proudly.
...
"Ron, how about you write a greeting card to Hermione?" Ivy came up with an idea.
"Greeting card? I refuse." Ron looked disgusted.
"Brother, we are people who are doing big things, these small details can be ignored." Ivey enlightened, "And I think she is in a good mood today. If you don't hurry up, we can go by ourselves in the afternoon."
"Well————okay" Ron was reluctant
...
In the afternoon, a group of five people were on their way to the hunting ground.
The trio walked in front. They had reconciled, but they all had sad faces.
Hermione's little face was still a little flushed. She turned to look at Ron and said dissatisfiedly, "It's all your fault for making me look so embarrassed."
"Don't I!" Ron pulled his hair out in a frantic manner, "I have a death wish——"
"Alas~" Next to him, Harry was lamenting to himself alone.
Ivy and Betty followed behind, smiling from ear to ear.
This matter started half an hour ago. Do you still remember the Valentine's Day program organized by Lockhart? From the purpose of holding it, this program was very successful, and it did bring a lot of joy to the students. But the premise is,