HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 76

At this moment, everyone desperately wanted Lockhart to stand up: Come on, Lockhart! Only if you bear Snape's wrath can they be safe and sound, and it would be best if you could drag it out until the end of get out of class, please (bows).

Landric watched coldly as Snape vented his anger on Lockhart, who lay on the ground, a flash of venom in his eyes.

Are you happy?

A cold voice rang in Landric's ears, startling him.

Landric recognized the voice and looked at Theodore beside him with a complicated and indescribable expression.

When did this child arrive?

Theodore understood the meaning on Landric's face, paused, and his voice seemed to carry a hint of grievance: "I thought you noticed."

Landric felt that he had become a bit of a looks-obsessed person after staying at Hogwarts for so long, otherwise why would he think Theodore was somewhat good-looking?

"I remember you were on the other side of the classroom at the beginning," Landric said, softening his voice slightly.

Theodore quickly picked up on this softening gesture, his eyes brightening as he gave a slight smile: "Their attention was drawn to the two on stage, so the Ignore Charm could fool them, but I didn't."

He didn't directly answer Landric's question, but he did tell Landric the answer.

I was momentarily captivated by Theodore's smile, and then I heard these words.

Landric: Actually, I wasn't moved at all, and I even thought he was a bit perverted.

"The honey trap is used very well, it works, use it more often."

A casual remark made Theodore's breathing quicken.

Little pervert, use his tricks against him.

"To be honest, you didn't come all this way just to show off your screen, did you?"

Theodore chuckled and said, "That broom on the Quidditch pitch yesterday was quite eye-catching. You're certainly good to Draco."

Landric leaned against the wall and glanced at him: "Want it?"

"Heh~ Your Majesty, of course I want something this fun, but I want to be your partner even more. I don't believe you have no interest in the Quidditch broom industry."

Theodore's hand gradually caressed Landric's hand, his fingertips gently tapping his ring.

Then, before Landric could react, she took the opportunity to give him a quick squeeze and retreated.

Landric: Where did he learn this greasy, boss-like way of taking advantage of others?

Landric looked at him with disdain, "Why should I choose a partner? And even if I have to choose, why does it have to be you?"

"Because you won't choose Malfoy," Theodore said, straightening his posture.

The flirting methods in the Muggle world just don't work.

"reason"

"The Malfoy family is at the center of the struggle between the Dark Lord and the Dark Lord, while Rand, you Rozier are in a neutral position. The Dark Lord's mark has not disappeared yet. It seems that the Magic Season is calm now, but who knows what the future will be like?"

What's the difference between putting the business in the hands of the Malfoy family and putting it in the hands of the Dark Lord?

Will it be yours in the end?

Landric pushed away the head that was getting closer and closer, his expressionless face showing no emotion. He said in a cold voice, "This is just a small business. If we lose it later, we lose it."

Theodore pursed his lips; this guy really was the type who wouldn't act until he saw a clear benefit.

"I swear by Nott that I will not join any force other than yours. I will use the Nott family to facilitate whatever you want to do, and I will always put your will first."

His voice was so solemn that Landric was somewhat taken aback.

Landric wondered if he had cast some kind of spell on him.

Is this a selfless mad dog?

He suddenly turned his head and met Theodore's eyes, then looked away as if he had been burned, remaining silent for a long time.

He can deal with anyone without any scruples, use others with a clear conscience, and watch his pawns walk step by step into the abyss without a care in the world.

But to ask him to deceive someone who was simply kind to him... ugh, a pang of non-existent conscience throbbed.

Theodore chuckled and said, "You don't need to feel guilty. I won't ask for anything in return. I'm doing this willingly."

The pain is even greater when there is no conscience.

Theodore tried to touch Landric's hand again, feeling the warm, smooth skin that hadn't been pulled away. Theodore smiled, while simultaneously sketching in his mental notebook.

Your Majesty's observation record: Sincere, passionate, and reckless emotions are the shortcut for me to reach the King.

He couldn't compete with Draco's advantage of being there from the beginning, but he still wanted his emperor to have a place for him in his heart.