Lockhart clapped his hands, and strode through the doors leading to the foyer twelve gloomy dwarfs, with large red noses and rosacea, their greatest characteristic. And unlike the average dwarf, Lockhart made them all have golden wings and a harp on their backs.

"My friendly, little Eros with greeting cards!" Lockhart said beamingly, as if he wanted to share his joy: "They're going to be wandering around the school today, handing you Valentine's Day cards!" ”

"And that's not all!"

"Why don't you ask Professor Snape to teach you how to make a potion of enchantment?! I think he's very good at this. ”

"As far as I know, the love flower planted by Professor Sprout is about to bloom, and we have to give it to our sweetheart before it withers, and we will receive the blessing of love."

"You can also ask Professor Trelawney to scry your destined other half, if her divination really works."

"Professor Flitwick is more proficient in mesmerizing magic than any wizard I've ever met, look at that cunning old dog"

The face of the professor whose name was called turned a little darker every time he said a word, and when he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall, the only one who was not named, had a face that was already black and could not see any other colors, why was it gone to her?

The little wizard is not destined to get the answers he wants from the professor

However, these dwarfs are very faithful in carrying out their 'mission' - to deliver love letters, and still read them out in public.

"What shame PLAY"

Harry watched as a young wizard struggled to escape, only to be surrounded by the dwarves, and then read the contents of the love letter in public, and then sighed with a look of lovelessness.

"I don't know who will be the second unlucky guy."

"I saw it! It's him! Harry potter! ”

One of the dwarves yelled at Harry, so loud that almost the entire auditorium could hear it.

"It can't be. Mine, right? Harry's body froze the moment he heard his name.

There's nothing strange going on in there, right?

"Pok! I didn't expect it to be quite popular. ”

Malfoy sneered mercilessly, seizing the opportunity.

"Look, it's Malfoy, just together, I have three of his letters here."

Malfoy: "??? ”

It was as if he had been under a petrification spell, and his body was stiffer than Harry's.

Being read in public? What a shame!

No, not absolutely

Malfoy's already pale lips were even more bloodless.

"And Longbottom! Yo, there are five as many. ”

The dwarfs' eyes fell on Neville again, who was watching the play.

'Do I have it too?' 'Monk Neville was puzzled, he was just an ordinary little wizard, why did he suddenly become popular?

In fact, on the night of the Duelist's Club, Neville defeated Lockhart with a spell, and he gained the hearts of many young witches.

The dwarfs' gaze shifted again, this time on Ron, who was next to Neville.

"Uh-huh." Ron cleared his throat and straightened his collar as if he was ready.

And then

"Go away, redhead, don't get in the way."

The dwarfs violently pushed him away.

Ron:???

'What about mine?' ’

"Dursley, look, it's Dursley, I've found him, a full eighty"

A few dwarfs gathered together, pointed at Dudley and let out a scream of surprise, could they not be happy that they could almost complete half of the task in one breath?

"I didn't expect you to be quite popular, did you? Let me see who wrote it to you. ”

Hermione poked Dudley and said with a smile, his tone sounding very gentle, just

With a 'gaba' sound, the quill pen in his hand broke.

A full eighty love letters. More than Lockhart.

However, he was not the most, and the most of them were a full hundred and eight.

Ravenclaw's first-year freshman — Madison.

In fact, Cedric also has a lot, and he is the most popular male wizard after Dudley and Lockhart, but he is not in the auditorium at this time.

"And Miss Granger, there are twenty love letters in total!"

Hey, let me see who's so bold. Dudley looked around with an unkind expression.

The people in the disciplinary group are no less, and they have received a lot of love letters.

When the little man came, they tried to catch Dudley and listen to them read the love letters aloud, but they had clearly found the wrong person.

"Your actions have seriously disrupted discipline."

"One of the responsibilities of the discipline team is to rectify the school spirit."

Seeing that Dudley's tone was not good, the dwarfs gathered around Dudley.

"Hey, big man, do you want to fight? I'll tell you, there are twenty of us! ”

"Today you have to listen to it, and you have to listen if you don't listen."

As he spoke, he made a muscle-flexing gesture towards Dali.

You've got muscles, but we're not bad.

However, the group of dwarfs apparently did not know what the name Dursley meant.

They were just employed by Lockhart.

"More people make more power?"

Dudley smiled indifferently, then snapped his fingers lightly.

A blue whirlwind blew out of thin air, and a large group of chirping Cornish elves appeared in front of everyone.

"Then I'm a lot of people now."

"Get out!"

Dudley gestured to the little man in front of him.

Cornwall elves immediately swarmed in.

Little saboteurs, dispatch!

Although they are not as strong or capable as Pixie, they are much stronger than this group of dwarfs, and they are several times more numerous than this group of dwarfs.

The destructive power of a Peeves is limited, and a group of Peeves is a rather terrifying force.

"Stop! Let me go! ”

"Get out of here!"

"Oh my God, my ears!"

The dwarfs shouted at first, then cursed, and finally wailed.

One by one, they were thrown out of the castle.

The Valentine's Day atmosphere is over before it even begins.

Although some of the little witches felt a little sorry, they were more rejoicing.

Lockhart tried to stop it, but when he opened his mouth but didn't do anything, he recognized the Cornish elves, who seemed to be the ones he had brought with him.

In the auditorium, a pair of hateful eyes were staring at the disciplinary group, more precisely at Hermione in the disciplinary group.

Not long after Valentine's Day, what should have happened has happened

When the professor's patrol team began to relax because they had not caught anyone, the accident happened again

This time it's no longer a cat, it's a student. Under attack

He was attacked with a ghost.

Fortunately, it was not death

The two were petrified in place.

Still with chicken blood, he left a line of small words on the wall.

Only this time the content is very targeted.

"You're next, dirty mudblood!"

"Hermione Granger!"

(End of chapter)