HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 183
"All the stock in my hand has been sold, please feel free to send me new ones. In addition, the name of the Miqi Workshop has been initially spread, and it is time for you to use the almighty pocket money to open the way. In addition, Emma I have been in charge of supervising the homework for a while, her grades are not bad, and she has initially integrated into a small circle in the same grade, you can rest assured..."

Itana used the floating spell to control a pen to write on the paper that was also floating beside her, and there was even a notebook under the paper.

Itana herself raised her legs and leaned back on the sofa against the wall in the lounge, watching the students in the center of the lounge boredly.

This Quidditch victory undoubtedly deserved their excitement for a while.

Itana wrote a letter to Kevor leisurely, picked up a grape next to her, put it in her mouth, and swallowed the seeds.

"Don't you spit the grapes when you eat them?" Emma walked to the sofa next to Itana and sat down.

"The skin of this kind of grape is edible." Itana said and threw another grape into her mouth.

"That kind of seed should always be vomited, right?" Emma was a little bit dissatisfied with Itana's rough attitude towards life.

"It's so troublesome, it's better to just swallow it." Itana thinks it's not a big problem, "The big deal is to go to the infirmary and drink two bottles of potions to aid digestion." She said this very easily, and she was very bachelor.

Emma's lips moved, speechless.

"I went to play with my friends, leave the door for me at night." Emma confessed and got up to leave.

"Where are you going?" Itana asked casually, not intending to get any effective recovery.

Itana thought that Emma would reply that it had nothing to do with you, but unexpectedly, Emma paused, and a word floated into Itana's ears: "woods."

Itana groaned and continued eating grapes and writing letters.

The celebration in the common room continued until the dinner. Tom, as the team's Seeker and the key to the victory this time, was dragged to sit at the core.

Itana was full after eating grapes before dinner, so she didn't follow, but went to the owl shed with extremely relaxed steps, and caught Goya who was away from home all day.

"Here, it's time to go to work." Itana stuffed a package to Goya, scratched it lightly at the position where the chin was, and asked with a smile: "If you dare to lose it, I will stew you..."

Goya seemed to understand and trembled all over.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding, I can't bear it." Itana stroked its back lightly twice: "Go now."

Goya took off immediately and was soon out of sight, working with considerable enthusiasm.

"Hey, girl, I found it." A shrill voice sounded above her head, and Itana didn't look up, but walked to the side terrace to lean against, "Yo, what's your business looking for me? I remember you seemed I have no interest in making fun of people like me."

Peeves hung upside down from the top like a bat, with a big face facing Itana, very close, with exaggeratedly protruding eyes, tongue sticking out and hanging down to cover the nose, looking horribly dead.

But Itana twitched her eyebrows, and looked at it with a half-smile, without a trace of being frightened on her whole body.

"Tch, so it's boring to say that you are like this." Peeves retracted his tongue, pushed his two eyeballs back, and his translucent body fell back to the ground, looking like an ordinary ghost.

Of course this is just a metaphor, Peeves is not a ghost.

"Don't tell me you came here trying to find a breakthrough from me because you really didn't have any new ideas to play tricks on people. That would be too boring." Itana's smile deepened.

"I want to make an exchange with you for those fireworks of yours." Peeves simply stopped acting, and straightforwardly explained the purpose of coming.

"What do you want to exchange with me?" Itana tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowed with a smile.

"What do you need? Of course, it has to be something I can get." Peeves was very cunning, rolled his eyes, and kicked the question back.

Itana stopped making circles with it, "How about keeping an eye on a few people for me?"

"Who do you want me to spy on? Has he offended you? Shall I teach him a lesson for you?" Peeves was eager to try, laughing sharply.

"Greed Burst." Itana smiled and pushed the monocle, and deep meaning flashed in the dark blue pupil under the night.

"The chairman of the student union?" Peeves knew the names of several famous students in the school, and teasing them felt more fulfilling.

"That's right, but you just need to keep an eye on him. You don't need to target him specifically. Of course, you don't need to give up your original prank plan. I just hope that you can take time to see what he is doing while having fun." Itanak Begging politely, of course Peeves would not refuse such an easy job.

"As long as our cooperation is happy, I have something much more interesting than fireworks." Itana smiled and threw a bait, implying that as long as Peeves doesn't mess with things, there will be many benefits in the future.

"This is the last stock, it is one of the rewards paid in advance, how about it, I am still very sincere?"

Peeves held the firework potion in his hand, and turned around happily, "Trust me, you can definitely tell the color of his underwear!" Peeves promised.

That's unnecessary, Itana almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face, she laughed out loud, "Then I'll wait to see your results."

When I returned to the common room, I saw Tom was busy chatting with someone, so I didn't bother, and walked straight through the lounge into the corridor where the dormitory was located.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Itana glanced at Emma's bed, but Emma, ​​who was supposed to do skin care there in the future, was nowhere to be seen.

Remembering that Emma came here to remind her to keep the door open, Itana hissed, this child has learned to go out at night at such a young age?

She didn't lock the door, and didn't intend to go to sleep. Instead, she sat at her desk, took out a carving knife and a chess-sized piece of wood from the drawer, and slowly practiced modeling.

She planned to wait for Emma to come back before going to bed. For some reason, Itana always felt that Emma had a strange attitude when talking to her before she left, as if she wanted to tell her something, but she didn't say it in the end.

Itana is a person who is prone to overthinking, and she can't fall asleep just because something is wrong.

The carving knife drew out the structure of the model bit by bit, and Itana suddenly remembered Emma's words.

At that time, Emma said she was going to the woods.

forest……

The movements of Itana's hands slowed down a little.

She took a deep breath, put down the things in her hands, and stood up.

As soon as she opened the bedroom door, Itana felt a pain in the back of her head when she turned around and closed the door and walked back. She felt that she had bumped into something. When she turned her head, she saw Tom covering his forehead and sucking in air.

"It's going to be a curfew. What are you doing out for supper?" Tom rubbed his bumped forehead with a helpless expression.

"Oh, it's nothing. I'll go to the Forbidden Forest and I'll be back in a while."

Itana also touched the back of her head, she had no intention of reminiscing with Tom, she nodded and walked towards the lounge.

(End of this chapter)