I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 144 Let's See Who Is The Real Evil Genius

The three little ones have very good appetites. Louis saw the three of them eating Hesai as if they were saving their lives, and he didn't know if it was a side effect of the compound soup. long time.

The three of Percy and the others are still wondering, is it us or you who ventured into the mirror world today? Why does the appetite seem to be inferior to yours?
Ron's big rice bucket was as edible as ever. The kid was swaying left and right, holding a fork to show off pasta in one hand, and pinching a big hamburger in the other, as if the starving ghost had been reincarnated.

After finally waiting for the three of them to finish eating, it was almost six o'clock.Everyone sat on the sofa to digest the food and gave them advice without saying a word.

Most of them are bad ideas, so Louis didn't suggest that they adopt it... But the most important thing now is to relieve the tension in the hearts of the three little ones, just chat casually.

Hermione had her own idea of ​​what to say to Lockhart later.

Some people always say that Hermione should go to Ravenclaw. In fact, Hermione is very smart, but the courage in her heart and the temper that the eight horses don't return are very like a stubborn lion. .

So the topic turned to the adventure in the mirror world when Hermione inadvertently diverted.

Regardless of Hermione's young age, she does have a way of doing strategies. Louis thought that this little girl would be at the level of Xia Yike or MISS at least in future generations.

Under the surprised and admiring eyes of the three seniors, Hermione told a lot of tips about the world in the mirror—such as how to single out treasure chest monsters, the weaknesses of Lothric knights, and how to deal with Bordeaux's charge. Min has his own little ideas.

She is not talking nonsense, the three senior students and their adventures in the mirror world confirmed each other, and found that the strategies she gave were surprisingly correct, especially the method of how to single out treasure chest monsters. Optimal solution.

Penello even expressed convincingly that Hermione might have been sorted into the wrong college by the sorting hat, and based on her intelligence, she should go to Ravenclaw.

This annoyed the other four Gryffindors, and in the quadruple denunciation, Penello had to give up her own point of view.

"Okay, it's almost time." Seeing that the hands of the clock pointed to eight o'clock, Louis said quickly, "It's time to go to confinement, students."

The three little ones stood up, and this time they didn't resist much—especially Hermione, Penelope's compound soup had a scent of lemon, and she liked this faint fragrance very much.

But the other two were not so lucky, but better than Crabbe and Goyle.Percy's Polyjuice Potion tasted like sunflowers, and Jack's Polyjuice Potion tasted a little like coffee.

After some plasticine-like reorganization, the three little ones turned into three big ones.

"By the way, Jack." Harry said, and it was only then that he remembered what he had met Hagrid today: "I met Hagrid this afternoon, and he said that your parents miss you very much. They were all sent to Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic, and they couldn't come back to see you for a while, and you didn't respond to the letter they wrote to you, so they asked Hagrid to come over and apologize to you..."

"Yeah." Brother Jie nodded and didn't say anything, which seemed rather perfunctory at first glance.

Harry couldn't continue to say anything, just shrugged, and followed the other two out of Louis' office, along the corridor on the third floor, towards Lockhart's office.

Standing at Lockhart's door, Harry and Ron pushed each other, neither of them wanted to knock on the door first, Hermione couldn't see it, she stretched out her hand to separate the two, and "bang bang bang" on the door Knock three times.

The door opened immediately, Lockhart looked gloomy at first, then looked at the three students in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Ah, here comes our Helen and her two little warriors." Lockhart said cheerfully, "Come in, three students, come in."

The three of them walked into Lockhart's office and looked around. There were countless framed pictures of Lockhart hanging on the wall, brightly lit by many candles.Some even have his autograph, and on his desk, there is also a large stack of photos.

"I'm sorry, I'm replying to my fans." Lockhart rested his index finger on his chin, his eyes flicked in thought, and soon came up with a new idea: "Of course, today... the task for you is to Letters from my fans write envelopes."

Judging from Lockhart's tone, it seemed that he was giving them great benefits.

Lockhart picked up a letter, held it in front of him, and flicked it lightly with his other hand: "The first letter is for Ms. Gladys, God bless her—oh, I an ardent admirer of

Ron looked at the Lockhart photo frames around him a little unnaturally - you can imagine that there are almost hundreds of moving photos, all of which are Lockhart staring straight at them. The drop san...

Not only Ron, but even Hermione felt goosebumps waltzing wildly on her arms.

The three of them had nothing to do, and could only follow Lockhart to write a reply there.Lockhart's office was completely different from Louis's - in Louis's two hours passed as quickly as a minute or two; in Lockhart's place, Ron felt as if a century had passed, but at first glance On the clock at the side, the pointer on it pointed to 2:[-].

Defense Against the Dark Arts class Relativity belongs to Yes.

The three of them wrote the envelope while listening to Lockhart babble, only occasionally answering "oh", "um" and "yes" without saying a sentence, so as not to appear too much. faux pas.

Of course, most of the answers were Harry.

In the end, it was Hermione who couldn't hold back and asked first: "Professor, you are well-informed, don't you know the identity of the 'Heir of Slytherin' who attacked others in school?"

"The heir of Slytherin..." Lockhart's eyes flashed a quick and unnatural look, but he hid it well, and he said with a smile: "Oh, this kind of secret, the great Lohar How could Professor Te not know? Listen carefully—this is an ancient and mysterious secret..."

"How mysterious?" Ron was hooked immediately.

"It's very mysterious." Lockhart winked at Ron and said to him with a smile, "Of course, I don't know much about this kind of thing. After all, I'm just an adventurer and best-selling novelist, not a professor of the history of magic. You should ask Professor Binns about this kind of thing."

"Even you don't know?" Hermione deliberately pretended to be incredulous.

Lockhart smiled greasyly. He looked at Hermione, shook his head and said, "Penello, Penello, even Principal Dumbledore dare not say that he is omniscient, I know I am not as good as Dumbledore. Lido, of course it is impossible to understand everything in the world, as I just said... I am just an adventurer and a best-selling novelist."

"Then do you have any guesses?" Hermione began to take the rhythm: "I always think that Louis who is your opponent should be the descendant of Slytherin."

"Oh, don't say that." Lockhart stopped Hermione's words: "Penello, Louis is a respectable opponent—he wasn't born as a pure-blood wizard, how could he be a descendant of Slytherin? ?”

Hermione listened with question marks on her face. Professor, you and Louis should be rivals. Shouldn't you seize the opportunity to pour dirty water on him?
She turned her eyes to Harry, intending for him to say something more.

But Harry on one side was rubbing his sore hands while writing Veronica Smiley's address on the other. He felt that this was even the thousandth envelope he wrote tonight.

The time is coming soon... Please come soon... He thought painfully, I really don't want to continue writing envelopes...

He was praying to Merlin when he suddenly felt Hermione step on his feet.

Looking up again, he saw Hermione's fierce expression.

The meaning is clearly "Why are you so honest, why did you write it down? Hurry up and ask some questions."

Only then did Harry come to his senses, and asked a little stammeringly, "Then... what about the professor, Malfoy? It's the Malfoy in the second year. I think he is very likely to be the heir of Slytherin..."

"Malfoy? Oh, no, it's impossible." Lockhart denied again and again. He put the quill in his hand back into the ink bottle, and said seriously: "The Malfoy family does not have such a possibility. I'd rather believe that the descendant of Slytherin is Harry Potter than Malfoy."

Hearing his own name, Harry's heart tightened, and he asked quickly, "Then, do you think it's that Harry Potter?"

"I didn't say that." Lockhart picked up the quill again, and said with a smile: "Instead of sitting here idly guessing, you might as well write a few more replies to my fans."

Hermione answered immediately: "Actually, I think that Potter is unlikely to be the heir of Slytherin, after all, Slytherin is so repulsive to Muggle-born wizards-don't forget, the one next to Potter Granger, but Muggle-born."

Hearing Hermione's name, Lockhart regained his spirits: "Miss Granger, I remember her, only she remembers in the test before school starts that my dream is to clean up the evil in the world, and to promote my personal branded shampoo."

Reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and there was also a look of regret, as if he felt sorry for missing such a fan girl student.

"Then what do you think of Miss Granger, or what is your attitude towards Muggle-born students?" Hermione finally revealed her trump card for this trip.

She thinks that logically speaking, if Lockhart is really controlled by the heir of Slytherin, or if he is the heir himself, then he will never show any favor for his Muggle-born classmates.

"Miss Granger is the smartest little witch I have ever met in her age group, there is no doubt about it." Lockhart replied with a chuckle, and said with a smile under the unexpected eyes of the three of them: "I What do you think, our wizarding world is too old, and we really should have more Muggle-born wizards to enrich the wizarding world, so that my works can be read by more people, right?"

Hermione didn't expect this answer from an angle. She froze for a moment, then smiled and replied: "That's true, for a writer like Professor, of course I hope that the more people who read your works, the better."

"It's every writer's wish, not just me." Lockhart smiled happily until the door opened and Tifa walked in from the outside.

Seeing the three of them, Tifa frowned imperceptibly, and asked condescendingly in her tone: "Who are the three of them?"

"Oh...the three of them got into a fight in class today." Lockhart replied rather humbly, "You may not know that you didn't come to class today, so I asked them to stay in confinement after class. "

"Fighting in class is really a restless youth." Tifa smiled lightly and looked at the three children in front of her, curling her lips together: "Let me guess, it's because of this classmate Krivat, right?"

The two boys nodded nervously, the pressure Tifa put on them was too much.

"You two... well, it's really unexpected that Percy Weasley, who has always been a model student, would do such a thing." Tifa smiled gently, and she took out two candies from her pocket and handed them to The two boys said, "Eat some candy. I'm tired of writing all night. I blame Gilderoy for dragging you to do this kind of thing." At this point, she gave Lockhart a reproachful look: "In the future, you are not allowed to let your classmates write letters for you through confinement. This is not a good behavior, Gildero."

"Understood." Lockhart replied a little embarrassingly.

"Okay, can you tell me what you were talking about just now, it sounds very pleasant." Tifa smiled happily, and the warm smile made the three little ones feel like a spring breeze.

For a moment, Louis was a bit unsavory in their eyes, and the kind and amiable Miss Tifa was the one who liked him, right?
"Just now we were discussing who is the heir of Slytherin." The fast-talking Ron said quickly: "The candidates we mentioned were all rejected by Professor Lockhart."

Tifa was stunned, and frowned imperceptibly.

Then she frowned, still with that warm smile, and said softly to Ron: "It's not a good habit to make random guesses. After all, we don't have enough evidence, do we?"

"The teaching assistant is right." Ron giggled, looking like the silly son of the landlord's family.Only Hermione still sticks to her heart and is not fooled by Tifa's appearance.

She didn't forget to help Louis find out additional information.

"Then...professor, there is something about the duel before Christmas. I heard that Professor Mountbatten gave a lot of special training to the second graders. Many people called him the 'evil' in the teaching world." What about geniuses..."

From an invisible angle, Tifa's eyes showed a slight bloodthirsty light, she raised her head, and changed back to that calm smile, and said to the three of them: "Then let them see, see Who is the real evil genius."

(End of this chapter)