I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 117 New Classroom for Defense Against the Dark Arts Class
Seamus stood there giggling non-stop, Louis walked over and poked him with his wand: "What are you laughing at, so happy, can you share it with everyone?"

Seamus wanted to continue laughing, but seeing Louis's expression, he felt that something was wrong, so he bit his mouth and tried to hold back the smile, but kept leaking out.

It's really hard for him to hold back so much...

"Okay, it's time to stop, Mr. Finnigan." Louis poked him again, but Seamus couldn't help it after being poked a few times. He hugged his stomach and started laughing wildly, and couldn't stop down.

"Since you like to laugh so much, then keep laughing." Louis waved his wand to bring him out with a levitating spell and put him at the front of the queue.

Seamus was still laughing, but he couldn't laugh anymore after a while. Thinking about it, he was singled out to laugh in front of a group of people. He was not professionally trained, and most people couldn't laugh.

"Why aren't you smiling?" Louis asked.

"I can't laugh anymore..." Seamus replied honestly.

"You have to tell the instructor! I can't laugh anymore!" Louis shouted in the way that Yingjiang trained Ma Run.

"Report to the instructor! I can't laugh anymore!" Seamus repeated.

"Can't hear you! It's too quiet!"

"Report to the instructor! I can't laugh anymore!" Seamus shouted at the top of his voice.

"Good! Very energetic!" Louis patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go back to the team! Next time, I'll make you laugh all day."

"Sir! Night!" Seamus straightened up and shouted, and returned to the queue obediently.

Louis nodded in satisfaction, walked over and continued to check everyone's standing at attention one by one.

"I just talked about Ron and didn't talk about you, did I, Miss Granger?" Louis poked Hermione's little leather shoe with his wand again: "Look at the way you stand, I thought you were living a small life Not bad JK."

Hermione quickly retracted Neba's little feet and straightened her posture.

"Put your chest up, raise your head, and draw in your belly." Lewis tapped Hermione's wand on three body parts respectively: "Yes, yes, this is right, this is how you look like a brave and fearless Gryffindor!"

"Oh, and you, Mr. Malfoy." Louis saw Draco in front of Hermione, and patted his chest with his wand: "The chicken breast is the same style as Mr. Potter, right? Take it easy."

Draco quickly withdrew his small chest, thinking that his posture was very standard and would be praised, but it turned out to be the same as Pote.

too difficult.

In this way, after five days of tossing and tossing, the students finally mastered some basic queue knowledge, such as standing at attention, looking to the right, turning left and right, walking in unison and running.

Of course, what Louis needs is for them to learn to run in queue.

That's right, it's Hengzhong's running exercises.

"Professor, why do we finally learn to run and walk!" It was still Seamus Finnigan who asked aloud.

He has almost become a problem boy.

After learning that this is the ultimate goal of this training, everyone is a little bit lacking in interest - based on the big eyes on the living corpses last school year, everyone thinks what kind of tricks Louis can do this time, the worst is Learn some great magic and end up with—that's it?
"Of course it is to exercise your physique." Louis replied.

"Why, professor, we are wizards, do we still have to fight with others?" This time it was Hannah who asked.

"Oh, Miss Aibo, you're wrong." Louis said with a chuckle, "Every day's running trains your stamina... Think about it, how many dodges dodge when you are confronting the dark wizard?" Isn't it a pity that the queen of magic lost due to lack of physical strength?"

"The dark wizard will not give you any chance, it is very likely... that will be your last battle."

"Also, endurance is also very important when being chased by magical animals. Don't look down on your physique. How can a wizard without a good physique be a qualified wizard?"

Gandalf: That's right, a mage who can't wield a two-handed sword deserves to be called a mage?
Everyone thought about it, and quite a few young wizards were persuaded by Louis.

"In addition, since everyone has initially mastered the various subjects of the training, so... this training has come to an end, and there is no need to get up early every morning." As soon as Louis finished speaking, everyone burst into cheers.

"However, after class is over at nine o'clock every day, everyone will gather here and run around Hogwarts twice, understand?" Louis silenced their cheers completely with a single sentence, and a few perfunctory words responded to him. Great.

Seeing that everyone was not interested, he continued: "Well, I assure you that this afternoon's class is exciting enough... As for the specific content, I will keep it secret for now, but I need a few volunteers to complete this wonderful class with me, Anyone willing?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the end only the Audio-Technica and Draco raised their hands in comparison, and Draco even gave the national military salute very proudly.

After all, everyone has been treated so badly these past few days, and it is understandable that they dare not raise their hands.

"Okay, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger and...Mr. Malfoy, this afternoon, the four of you will be the prettiest boys in the class!" Louis clapped his hands: "Dismiss."

The students cheered and scattered.

Louis looked at them and shrugged helplessly.

During the lunch break, Louis entered the high wall of Lothric in a different dimension by himself, just to be on the safe side. He even closed his eyes and let the living corpse slash him.

It is true that there is no pain, but there will be a mechanism like a blood bar. Generally speaking, after being hit by a living corpse four to five times, it will be teleported out.

Fortunately, it is relatively safe.

After trying the knife himself, Louis dared to let his classmates go in and try it.

Otherwise, if something happens, he can't bear the responsibility.

Since the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was occupied by Lockhart, Louis thought about it and chose to take the students to the Room of Requirement for class.

"Professor, what did you bring us to the eighth floor? Could it be that you want to take us to the principal's office for a day trip?" Justin Fenriely asked, his heart was as steady as an old dog, and he didn't panic at all.

After all, it was impossible for Louis to cram all the students into the principal's office, and no one made a mistake.

Under the puzzled eyes of the students, Louis slowly said "I want a classroom" silently, and walked back and forth three times in front of the hanging picture of the troll hitting Barnabas with a stick.

A miraculous thing happened, a large smooth iron door slowly appeared on the wall.

Louis opened the door with a wave of his wand, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic, don't be surprised, welcome to our new classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

A modern classroom appeared before everyone's eyes—after all, Louis was in control of the room, and with the assistance of the system, it wasn't too outrageous to be able to order something novel.

It can also be understood that the supplier is the system.

Of course, there was not much difference in the overall style, and the students sat more casually. Louis looked back and forth, reckoning that this large classroom could accommodate the entire school's students without any problem.

After all, the number of people in this school is less than his high school year.

Tom and Jerry were still his teaching assistants. The two clowns lifted the Mirror of Erised and placed it next to the largest mirror on the podium.

Louis flicked his wand, connecting the Mirror of Erised to the huge mirror.

A strange thing happened, the mirror was like an 8K high-definition TV, and the picture of the high wall of Lothric slowly emerged.

"Cool!" The students shouted in unison.

"Honestly, I wasn't sad when you acquiesced that you didn't want to be a volunteer." Louis leaned his elbows on the podium, looking at ease, and said leisurely, "Sometimes you will envy Time, then... are you ready, our volunteer: Harry Potter!"

Harry stood up, and the students applauded loudly, as if they were sending off a brave man.Of course, such warm applause must not be for Slytherin, after all, Mr. Savior and Slytherin are not compatible.

"Ron Weasley!"

Ron's treatment was obviously not as good as that of Mr. Savior, but Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students still gave him warm applause.

"Hermione Granger!"

Miss Beaver, who has always been unpopular, only received sparse applause. Her face was flushed, and even the little freckles on her cheeks were almost covered by the redness.

"And...tsk, Draco Malfoy!"

Slytherin House still showed Malfoy a lot of face, and the cheers were loud. After all, he is the Lord Viper among the snake spirits, so he should have the respect he deserves.

By the way, Snake Spirit developed very smoothly in Slytherin, covering almost half of the classmates.

"Okay, please stand up, right, right, come to the podium." Louis greeted the four people.

The four little guys walked up anxiously, not knowing what work Professor Louis was going to do for them.

"Okay, don't be nervous." Louis said: "For a while... Well, you are going to take risks in another world. Of course, that is a very dangerous world, full of dangers, and you may die at any time."

The faces of the four of them suddenly collapsed, and Ron stammered and asked, "Professor, can we not go?"

"I'm sorry, I can't..." Louis spread his hands.

Ron turned his head, crying out in horror, "Harry..."

"Look at your cowardice...don't worry, any harm you suffer inside will not hurt you, let alone kill you..." Louis said gently: "You just need to treat it as a dream, and in the When you are hurt, this dream will wake up automatically, can you understand what it means?"

Only then did Harry breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smirk, "Oh, I understand, Mr. Professor, isn't it just a dream, I'm very good at this... I've beaten Dudley countless times in my dreams."

Louis: ...

Unexpectedly, you still have the potential of Ah Q?
"If you understand it that way, there is no problem." Louis shrugged, then turned to the other students and said, "Of course, all the fun is not only theirs, but also yours."

Everyone's heart is tight.

"Relax, students." Louis pointed to the huge mirror behind him and said, "Do you see this mirror?"

The students nodded one after another. They are not blind...Of course they can see.

Louis continued to explain to the students: "When these four warriors enter the different world... well, when they enter the dream world, their adventures will appear on this mirror in real time, and you, my dear classmates, you We will see the details of their adventures."

"Professor, isn't this the same as watching a movie?" The Muggle-born Justin Fenriely immediately understood what was going on. Not only was he not nervous now, but he was a little excited.

This kind of fun is not always available!People are more willing to watch other people suffer than to be miserable themselves.

"Yes, that's right, Mr. Finlay." Louis thought about how to explain it to the pure wizard, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "It's like a stage play, you will know what's going on after watching it."

He beckoned, and Tom and Jerry came pushing the cart.

"Since this class is relatively free for other students, the professor paid for it at his own expense and ordered snacks for everyone, so that everyone will have a good experience while watching the movie." Louis asked Tom and Jerry to put four used The small trolleys of the Scar Stretching Curse were placed beside the four colleges: "You can choose your favorite snacks as much as you like."

The students were very excited, this was a novel experience they had never had before.

There was a sudden wave on the last wall of the classroom, and there was a faint sound of swallowing saliva.

Louis saw it all at once, but he didn't say anything.

Humph...Professor Dumbledore who wants to peek...you can enjoy this feeling of being greedy and not being able to eat slowly.

But he still underestimated Professor Dumbledore's face. After a battle between heaven and man, he removed the Disillusionment Charm and showed his figure.

"School...principal..." The students felt a little embarrassed when they saw Dumbledore.

Who knows if Louis will be punished by the principal for teaching like this?
But they obviously overestimated Dumbledore. Even a fisherman like Quirrell and an idiot like Lockhart can bear it. What else can't he bear?

Dumbledore stretched out his hands and pressed twice, and smiled kindly: "Don't be nervous, everyone, I'm just here to see how Louis is teaching."

"Then you just showed your feet because of your greed, right?" Louis teased.

"You have to be considerate of an old man's stomach. He can't help himself when it comes to his favorite food." Dumbledore said, pulled out a licorice wand from the trolley, looked around, and sat down on Seamus's around.

Fortunately, Seamus was a careless person, he didn't care who was around him at all, and he stretched out his arms and pulled out a big pile of snacks, ready to enjoy them slowly.

This kind of fun can't be seen all the time, Seamus thought as he pinched a cauldron cake.

(End of this chapter)