HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 199 Observation Results
"He also joined a private club. I got into it when I was playing pranks. A group of people told stories there. They were still fairy tales. One and two were both fifteen or sixteen years old, so childish."

"Do you remember what those fairy tales were about?" Itana asked.

"Just carpenters, blacksmiths, princesses and other fairy tales, just those professions, just those stories, anyway, they come and go the same way."

"So you don't remember now."

"Yeah, I don't remember, because they are too similar." Peeves answered as it should.

"Okay, go ahead," Itana said.

"Ah, by the way, he also likes to write on the mirror." Peeves recalled.

"What are you writing?" Itana asked again.

"It looks like I'm talking to someone." Peeves spread his hands, "I forgot the specific content, after all, I just glanced at it briefly, if I stare at it for too long, wouldn't he notice it?"

Itana hummed, "Is there any more?"

"No more." Pippi Ghost laughed, "Can you give me the fireworks?"

"Didn't you boast that you could see everything in Haikou?" Itana stared at him with dead fish eyes.

"Oh, you want to know the color of his underwear, I really saw this, let me tell you, it's—"

"Stop, stop, shut up, don't you see that there are other girls here? And let me emphasize again, I am not interested in the color of his underwear. If you have time to look at this, you might as well take a second look at what he wrote on the mirror." What is it?" Itana hurriedly interrupted, and both Elena and Tom looked at her strangely, as if she was a pervert.

Well, this kind of act of secretly hiring someone to monitor a person, calling her a pervert is not wronging her.

But she is also thinking about everyone's safety, hey, it is normal for the heroes in the dark to be misunderstood.

Itana thought of the superhero movies she had watched in her previous life, and somehow felt that the figure standing here carried such a little bit of sadness.

"Bah, stinky shameless." Muir cursed on the other side.

Salazar looked up at him, wondering what was going on in his mind.But it's no surprise to him, I just feel in my heart that my descendant's friend is very good at entertaining himself.

Itana didn't care about Muir's spurning, seeing Peeves looking eagerly at the potion in her hand, handed it out as promised, and said at the same time: "Next time, write down more useful information. I just researched a new toy, and maybe I will let you be the first user when the time comes."

Peeves received the firework potion and was overjoyed. When he heard that there was something new, he naturally agreed again and again: "Don't worry, next time I will pretend to be enemies with him, and go to punish him. In this way, My appearance will not be too abrupt, and then I can see more things."

You're pretty good at playing... Itana groaned, waved goodbye to Peeves, and watched him disappear at the end of the corridor.

"You asked him to spy on Gerrard Burst?" Tom was familiar with the other party, "Did he provoke you?"

"No, it's just a little strange, just to make sure, if he has nothing to do with what I think, of course I won't make things difficult for him." Itana smiled and turned to Tom kindly, "You won't expose me, right? "

"Oh, of course, what do you think of me." Tom looked at Itana amusedly, and turned to complain to Elena: "Elena, she doesn't trust our friendship , is it too much?"

Elena nodded, raised her hand and gave Itana a moderate elbow, "Apologize, Itana, or I won't prepare your snack at the next party .”

Itana immediately looked down at her, then at Tom, who was gloating beside her, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Yes—no——"

"Not sincere enough, I don't accept it." Tom smiled a little bit flamboyantly.

"Hehe..." Itana looked away, and said earnestly: "For the sake of my friend, I will give you another chance to reorganize the language, Tom, cherish it..."

Tom saw Itana's secret threat, so he accepted it as soon as it was good, "How can I not accept Itana's apology, I am the easiest to soften my heart."

You'd better, Itana resisted the urge to give him a slap on the head, turned her face, and winked at Elena sincerely, "So, did you forgive me?"

Elena nodded in satisfaction, "Of course. Well, I'm going back, you two should get along well when I'm not around."

"of course."

"of course."

Itana and Tom spoke in unison.

When Elena walked away, Tom stroked his chin and asked in confusion, "Why do I feel that you listen to her more than the professors?"

"Just kidding, don't you know that there are two types of people in the team that you can't mess with?"

"These two?" Tom wondered.

"Doctor and cook." Itana walked towards the Slytherin lounge.

……

In the afternoon, 07:30.

In an empty classroom, several people are rehearsing with scripts.

Gerrard Burst sat in the corner and watched quietly.

Itana and the lead actress Aya exchanged lines, and at the end, she pointed to the white bandage on the other's index finger and asked, "Are you injured? Didn't you go to the medical wing?"

With the supernatural medical technology in the magic world, this should be a wound that can be easily resolved by healing magic.

"It's inconvenient to bother others, it will be fine in two days." Aiya smiled gently, bent the bandaged finger into the palm of her hand, and hid it.

"Don't wait that long, I can help you solve it now."

Itana eagerly pulled out her magic wand. The healing skills she hadn't touched before had already been activated by her. After learning to heal as before, she had never had the chance to try it on the wounded. She definitely wouldn't draw a knife on herself for it. , Now it can be regarded as waiting for the opportunity.

Aya let out a cry, looked at Itana's wand and couldn't help but take two steps back, and refused with embarrassment: "I don't bother you, really, it will be fine in two days."

"You left a wound, what should you do if it festers? And it's still on your right hand, it's not convenient for you to write, isn't it? Come on, don't bother, it's just a matter of healing."

Aya laughed dryly, "It suddenly occurred to me that I forgot something in the bathroom, I have to go get it, um, that's it for today, see you tomorrow." After she finished speaking, she walked away quickly, as if there was someone behind. It's like what a scourge is chasing.

Itana, a scourge, saw that she would rather turn around and leave than let herself experiment with spells, and couldn't help but wonder if her external image was not reliable enough, so that people didn't believe her spells at all.

Hey, no, it's impossible for Aya to know the level of her healing spell. From her standpoint, she simply doesn't want the wound to be healed.

Itana gradually frowned.

(End of this chapter)