The students had been in for a rough time all day.
A group of strange-looking little men, with golden wings on their backs and harps in their hands, kept barging into rooms to deliver Valentine's Day cards to the students.
According to the students who had stayed in the Great Hall, these were little Cupids Professor Lockhart had hired to deliver Valentine's Day cards to the students.
"Is it really that hard to find a job in the Wizarding World these days?" Harley had remarked the first time she saw the little men.
"These little men clearly have Fantastic Beasts' blood in them. They're so strong, and they have magical energy, yet they still have to do this kind of work?"
"Maybe Professor Lockhart paid them well!" Hermione looked the little men over. "How can you tell they have Fantastic Beasts' blood?"
"Look at them. Don't they look a little like Goblins? And a little like House-elves? Humans don't have pointed ears like that."
Harley pointed at the little men and analyzed them from every angle.
"Wait, I was wrong. They're not human at all! They're half-blood Fantastic Beasts!"
"Now that you mention it, they do look that way," Hermione agreed. "But it doesn't matter. These little Cupids have nothing to do with us. We're only twelve!"
"Yeah, only twelve." Harley suddenly went expressionless, though she agreed aloud.
In a way, Professor Lockhart had been right about one thing: he really had livened up the atmosphere in the castle...
The only problem was, the professors all wanted to kill him, because he'd chosen to liven up the atmosphere in their classrooms.
In every class, little men would suddenly barge in and deliver Valentine's Day cards to the students.
Sometimes, students would even pay for a reading, so the person