[HP]Love and Hogwarts

"I want to throw up." Malfoy gave his great speech.

This also represents the thoughts of the vast majority of teachers and students. Wizards are born with a unique aesthetic and can tolerate most things, but this tolerance does not include watching their originally beautiful auditorium become like this. Unintentional compliments.

"Please hold back, don't make my appetite worse." Kahn pushed the plate aside and turned his back to Malfoy.

"This is just a description." He took Kahn's arm and pulled her back dissatisfied. "Why on earth would he do this?" Malfoy frowned and glanced at the smiling Lockhart sitting next to the murderous Snape.

Kahn also looked up at Lockhart's triumphant face, as if he had done something great, and said with certainty: "He hates us and Hogwarts."

"There are scraps of paper in my soup again - can I still drink it?" She stirred the soup in front of her with a spoon and took a small taste, feeling that it was a delicious food that moths could appreciate.

Pushing away the barely touched soup, she gave up on continuing to eat breakfast.

"Let's go, this place is really disgusting." Malfoy also put down the tableware and stood up.

Goyle and Crabbe were not ready to leave yet. They covered their plates with their hands to prevent the scraps of paper from falling, and continued to eat as fast and plentiful as usual.

Kahn took a snack covered with a lid on the dining table, and gave some of the chocolate candies in his pocket that he had never finished eating to Malfoy, and prepared to leave.

"Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!"

Lockhart's words caught her attention, and she patiently prepared herself to hear what he had to say.

“Forty-six people have sent me cards so far and I’d like to say thank you to them all! Yes, I took it upon myself to arrange this little surprise for you – and that’s not all!”

He spoke loudly, clapped his hands, and twelve dwarfs with gloomy faces strode out from the doors leading to the hall. Each dwarf was also adorned with golden wings by Lockhart and carried a harp on his back.

"Where did he rent so many species from?" Kahn was confused in his heart. She was only confused about this question. As for the fact that forty-six people would send him greeting cards, it was not surprising. If she was really surprised, it would be better to be surprised that there were only forty-six people. Now if he had just come to school At that time, forty-six was probably only a fraction.

"Our friendly little cupids with greeting cards." Lockhart said happily as he stood behind the group of dwarfs. "They are going to wander around the school today delivering Valentine's Day cards to you! The fun doesn't stop there. ! I believe that my colleagues are willing to participate enthusiastically! Why not ask Professor Snape to teach you how to prepare a love potion? If you are interested, Professor Flitwick is more proficient than any wizard I have ever seen Psychedelic magic, that sly old dog!”

Poor old Flitwick buried his face deeply in his hands. As for Professor Snape, judging from his expression, if anyone dared to ask him for advice on how to make a love potion, the potion boiling in the pot would definitely not be a magic potion, but poison that would be poured into the mouth of the person asking the question.

She had no idea what Lockhart said next, because she had already left the Great Hall with Malfoy.

For those who are popular but don't want to steal the spotlight like Lockhart, Valentine's Day can be an ordeal.

Twelve dwarfs ran wildly around the castle, looking for the person they wanted to send a letter to. When they caught them, they would push the person to the ground in front of a large group of people who were waiting to hear. They loudly announced the content of the greeting card with their beautiful insulated voices.

This problem was extremely serious for Cedric. After his wizard robe and shirt were torn and scratched by the dwarf, he finally asked the professor for leave and hid in the Hufflepuff common room alone. .

As for Kahn, she does have this problem that needs to be solved. She received several times as many love letters as Cedric, and most of them were sent by students in the third, fourth, and fifth grades. This does not mean that she did not receive love letters at other ages. She was very popular, but the younger ones were as timid as quails and didn't dare to send them, while the older ones were worried about the feeling of deceiving a little girl - despite this, there were still many who didn't care about this and sent her greeting cards.

Throughout the whole day, whether it was Kahn attending classes, eating, or resting, there was never any free time around him. After Professor Snape was interrupted by dwarfs who broke in to look for Kahn three times within ten minutes of class, he immediately flew the dwarves out of the classroom and sealed the doors and windows with magic. If Kahn hadn't confessed in time, she would have also To be kicked out together with the dwarves.

After saying so much, she actually didn't think this bothered her. As for the reason——

In the foyer in front of the auditorium, as soon as Kahn walked to the hourglass where the college scores were recorded, four or five dwarfs suddenly jumped in front of her from the nearby door leaf and started fighting.

"I came first, I said first, get out of here, you ugly dwarf!" A dwarf grabbed his companion's leg and shouted.

Another dwarf stepped on his head and climbed onto the back of the front dwarf: "You are not a dwarf yourself! I have a Valentine's Day message with music that must be sent to Kahn Novia immediately."

"Get away, don't drag me! I'm obviously the first!" the dwarf at the front shouted in an overwhelmed voice.

"You're so confused! I'm obviously the first one."

"Get in line! Get in line! Let me start by saying, I have other letters to send later—"

See, that's it. Very few dwarves have the opportunity to come to her alone. They usually come in groups of three or five holding letters. She doesn't feel bothered by being able to see such a performance for free. Sometimes, dwarves even come running from a distance, and she would wait for them if they weren't busy.

"Your business is really good." After all the dwarfs in this wave had finished speaking, and only the last one was left, Kahn spoke to him.

"No, no," the dwarf muttered as he got up from the ground after reading the message.

Watching the dwarf hurrying to deliver the next letter, Kahn calmly turned around and walked around the door to the auditorium leading to the kitchen. Not only would she have lunch, but she would also have dinner here today.

Praise these house elves for their delicious and enthusiastic cooking—Kahn's thoughts as he sat down in the kitchen.

After eating and drinking, she expressed appropriate thanks to the elves, but the elves refused to accept them. No one was willing to stand in front of her to accept their thanks. Kahn was already familiar with their shrinking and respectful looks. No matter how familiar they were, she knew that it would be difficult to change their minds, and she had no interest in spending time doing this kind of thing, so she thanked them and left.

Before going to the afternoon class, Kahn went to see Mrs. Violet and listened to her follow up on the decades-old story she shared yesterday.

In the History of Magic class, Professor Binns was still telling a long and boring history as usual. Malfoy patted Kahn on the shoulder, and after she turned her head, he approached her and said, "Guess Guess what I just saw?"

Kahn thought for a moment and said, "Did you see Professor Snape teaching me Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"No," Malfoy denied the answer and said in disbelief: "——Are you telling the truth?"

"Fake." Kahn said regretfully.

"...I saw that Pote was given a love letter." He skipped the topic and snickered.

"This is the first time I know you were so happy to see him." Kahn responded without interest.

"Seeing him is not something to be happy about in the first place," Malfoy cheered for Harry before continuing, "The dwarf didn't say who sent the letter, but I can guess that it's Ginny Weasley. The letter from Leigh Potter complimented his eyes as if they were freshly pickled, haha ​​- this is true, if you ask me, Weasley is like a bad house elf, they are a perfect match."

"Did she really praise it like that?" Kahn finally regained his energy, ignored his other old words, and said with great interest: "It's really innovative. If I can also receive a few letters, It would be nice to have such an interesting letter.

The smile on Malfoy's face faded, "How many more letters did you receive at noon?"

"Seven letters, and some oral messages, all without signatures like the ones in the morning."

"Let me see," he said, holding out his hand.

Kahn pushed his hand back to the table and said boredly: "There's nothing interesting to read. Many letters only have a few words, like can I get to know you? - Hello - the weather is nice today. , if you just want to say this, I really don’t understand why you don’t say it directly to me.”

She told the truth, but she omitted the long list of words that followed these greetings to praise her beauty. She had no feelings about these words, and she didn't feel ashamed to say them, but it would be endless if she said them all again. .

"Oh -" he prolonged his voice and said slowly and mockingly in an incomprehensible tone: "What a bunch of cowards, they don't even dare to leave their names when they confess to you."

"There's nothing wrong with this. It saves me a lot of trouble." Kahn felt very good about this phenomenon.

In the eager anticipation of most people, after Valentine's Day passed, the auditorium finally returned to its original appearance, and the ceiling turned back to the blue sky. Lockhart did not notice the displeasure of these students before, and afterwards Think that you have done something good that everyone will praise.

Days passed by, and Hogwarts seemed to have returned to its previous peace. More than four months had passed since Nick and Justin were petrified. Everyone thought that the murderer had given up. Even Peeves was tired of singing "Oh, Potter, you nuisance" song.

Professor Sprout's mandrake is growing very well, and it will probably mature soon.

During the Easter holiday, the second graders have new things to consider, and they have to start choosing courses for the third grade. Kahn signed up for all subjects except Muggle Studies. She didn't want to have too much contact with Muggles. To be honest, Mrs. Harriet alone was enough for her studies.