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"I don't think a Slytherin heir would be stupid enough to commit a crime on the cusp of such a situation. Hermione said with some annoyance. She had just watched one of Silver's bishops throw his knight off his horse and drag him off the board, and she was a little angry.

"Don't be angry with Hermione, your chess game has improved very quickly. Silver said, pushing his knight forward, and Hermione's king was in danger. "Maybe it's because the Slytherin monsters need to hibernate. ”

Because of the three attacks before and after, the vigilance of the teachers and students in Hogwarts has been raised to the highest point. But for some unknown reason, the attack stopped. So Silver, who had nothing to do, and the others nested in the common room to play wizard chess. Hermione's talent in wizarding chess is similar to her talent at riding a broomstick. As a result, she repeatedly lost against sisters Silver and Petill.

"Hermione, if you're not careful, this game has to be over again. Parvati squeezed into Hermione's chair and reminded.

"I know—" Hermione said impatiently. At this point, Bishop Silver knocked Hermione's king to the ground. "Oh, again—" Hermione was about to go crazy.

"Jack, you should let Hermione go, you've been playing wizarding chess since you were a kid, and that's not fair to Hermione. Padma, who was sitting at Silver's feet, closed the book in her hand and said.

"What, why didn't you have this consciousness when you abused Hermione before, I have to release water for Hermione when it's my turn. Silver grumbled. "Wait, I suddenly feel that what you said makes sense, it's really bad for me to do this, and I will definitely change it in the future. Silver changed his mind when he saw the three girls digging for wands in their pockets.

"Alright, Jack, let's have another game. Hermione said through gritted teeth......

Although the attacks have stopped for the time being, no one dares to let their guard down. The students were still escorted to class by the teachers. Only Professor Lockhart thought it was redundant - one day, while the Ravenclaw students were lining up for a Transfiguration class, Silver overheard him say this to Professor McGonagall.

"I don't think there will be any more trouble, Minerva. He said, tacitly tapping his nose and blinking again, "I don't think the Chamber of Secrets will ever be opened this time." The criminals must have known that I would catch them sooner or later, it was only a matter of time. Before I can begin to clean them up, it would be wise to stop now.

"You know, there's a need for morale boost in schools right now. I can't say much about it now, but I think I'm confident......" He knocked his nose again and strode away.

At breakfast on 14 February, everyone knew what Lockhart was doing to boost his morale. Silver slept well that day and got up to play. When he came to the Great Hall, for a moment, he thought he had gone to the wrong door.

All four walls are covered with large, dazzling pink flowers. To make matters worse, there were also heart-shaped confetti falling from the light blue ceiling. Silver walked towards the Ravenclaw table, and Terry Bout and the others all looked disgusted.

What's going on?" Silver asked them, sitting down and brushing away the confetti that had fallen on his bacon meat.

Antonin Goldstein pointed to the teacher's table, apparently disgusted and unwilling to speak. Lockhart, dressed in a bright pink robe that matched the ornaments, waved his hand to silence everyone. The teachers sitting across from him all had straight faces. Harry could see from where he was sitting a muscle on Professor McGonagall's cheek. Snape looked as if someone had just poured him a large glass of hard liquor.

"Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!" "So far, forty-five people have presented me with greeting cards, and I would like to thank them! Yes, I have arranged this little surprise for you on my own initiative - and more!"

Lockhart clapped his hands and strode through the doors leading to the foyer into twelve grim-faced dwarfs. And they were different from ordinary dwarves, Loha held them all with golden wings and harps on their backs.

"My friendly, little Eros with greeting cards!" Lockhart said beamingly, "They're going to be wandering around the school today, handing you Valentine's Day cards! And that's not all! I'm sure my colleagues are willing to join in! Why don't you ask Professor Snape to teach you how to make a potion! If you're interested, Professor Flitwick is more proficient in mesmerizing magic than any wizard I've ever met, cunning old dog!"

Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands. Looking at Snape's expression, it seemed that if anyone asked him how to make the ** medicine, he would be forced to pour poison.

Throughout the day, the dwarves kept breaking into their classrooms and handing out Valentine's Day cards, much to the annoyance of the teachers. Silver also had a lot of trouble - he had to cast an Oblivion Charm on the dwarves who came to send him greeting cards. Later, Silver couldn't remember how many times he had tampered with the dwarves' memories.

After Charms class, Silver hurried to the common room, where the dwarves couldn't enter. But halfway through he encountered an interesting thing. He saw a dwarf suddenly catch up with Harry—

"I have a soundtrack message to deliver to Harry Potter in person. The dwarf said, plucking the harp in an aggressive stance. Harry looked like he wanted to resist, but he wasn't a match for the elf. As he struggled, Harry's bag was torn in half, his book, wand, parchment, and quill fell to the floor with a clatter, and the inkwell shattered on top. Harry was scrambling on the floor, trying to pick everything up before the dwarf could start singing, causing a traffic jam in the hallway.

"What's going on?" Draco Malfoy's cold, dragging voice was heard. "It turned out to be the famous Potter, who received a Valentine's Day card and would like to share it with all of us?"

"Why is it so messy?" Percy Weasley also came. Harry looked completely panicked. "All right," said the dwarf, sitting on Harry's lap, "this is your singing Valentine's Day gift: his eyes are as green as freshly pickled toads, he is as black as a blackboard, I hope he is mine, he is really handsome, a warrior who conquers the Dark Lord." ”

"Hahahahaha Everyone in the hallway burst out laughing. Silver stepped forward and helped Harry pack his things.

"Potter, may you have such good luck every time. Malfoy had apparently noticed Silver, presumably his father had taught him a lesson, and he didn't dare to provoke him directly in front of Silver. As he left in a rage, he saw Ginny enter the classroom, and he yelled at her on the back, "I don't think Potter liked your Valentine's Day gift very much!" Ginny covered her face with her hands in her hands and ran into the classroom. Ron yelled and rushed at Malfoy—

"Restore fù as before. Silver helped Harry fix his bag and put everything inside. "Be careful next time, Harry. Silver said. "Thank you so much for your help, but I-" Harry looked in the direction of Ron and Malfoy's scuffle, Percy Weasley trying to separate them.

"Go help your friend. Silver said. "I'll help you get the bag for a while. ”

Harry gave Silver a grateful look and rushed to help pull Ron and Malfoy away. All eyes were focused on the scuffle between Ron and Malfoy, and no one noticed, Silver secretly shoved a black journal into his arms......