I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 148 It's the season of white albums again
The game, of course, ended with Louis.

There is an episode, that is, Tifa has been hungry all the time. When it was two to zero, she went back to the office with confidence and ordered a red beef stew with rice. She was eating happily. Good seniors knock on the door.

"Who is it? Come in." Tifa didn't put down her job, she was really hungry.

"Assistant Tifa, it's not good..." The girl named Jody Milson said anxiously: "We lost...Professor Lockhart lost, Mountbatten came back, and now the score is three to two ..."

Tifa was shocked when she heard the words. Under the shock, she subconsciously uttered "Hmm!" in a nasal voice, and flipped the bowl upside down on the table with a bang. She suddenly stood up and pointed at Jody tremblingly for a while. No words were spoken.

Then, as if remembering something, she laughed out loud, waving her hands nervously: "Impossible, absolutely impossible...they are only second-year students! Second-year students! How could they beat them..."

Having said that, she also realized what to say and what not to say. Naturally, the less people know about Compound Potion pretending to be a fifth-grade classmate, the better--especially when beating up a group of second-grade students actually called Foreign aid, this kind of thing is unjustifiable, and it is always them who are ashamed.

She quickly grabbed her coat and put it on her body. She didn't even bother to eat, and hurried outside, wanting to find out.

After all, seeing is believing, but hearing is believing.

In the end, they got the news that Lockhart had lost, but fortunately, Louis was also a lazy guy, and only needed the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the first and fourth grades.

And Harry had his own troubles.

Even if he wins in the finale, the means of victory really makes people have to think about it.

After all, no serious wizard can speak Parseltongue.

From the moment he got off the duel ring, he felt that everyone around him was staring at him and whispering - no wonder he was sensitive, those who discussed in a low voice were all staring at him while whispering.

From time to time, he could still hear words such as "Slytherin is also a Parseltongue", "the mark of a dark wizard", "this is too evil", which made Harry a little confused.

After it was announced that Louis had won, Harry left the auditorium early because Louis had to stay in the auditorium to talk to the professors.

Without him, the main reason is that the atmosphere in the auditorium is too weird, and Harry is a little scared from being stared at.

He and Ron walked out of the auditorium, Hermione hurriedly following behind, and when they went out, the senior students stepped aside one after another, as if they were afraid of getting something dirty.

Harry didn't understand what happened at all, as if he had changed from the savior everyone admired to the street rat everyone talked about in an instant.Ron and Hermione didn't explain, they just dragged him all the way, preparing to wait for him in Louis's office.

Since Catherine returned to the office first, they didn't need to wait, they just went in and sat and waited.

Ron pushed Harry into a single sofa, and asked in a slightly questioning tone, "Are you a Parseltongue? Why didn't you tell us?"

"I'm... what am I?" Harry obviously didn't realize what Parseltongue was, and he pointed at himself stupidly, like a goose.

"Parseltongue! You can talk to snakes!" Ron lowered his voice and growled in a low voice, looking not in a good mood.

It's not surprising that anyone who finds out that his friend can talk to snakes may not be able to accept it for a while.

Except for Ron and Hermione, no one can tolerate him so much. Who made them the iron triangle from Gryffindor?
As we all know, the triangle structure is the strongest.

"I see." Harry still looked heartless: "It's not a big deal, and it's not the first time I've done this—once I was at the zoo before I entered school, I accidentally put a The boa constrictor was released and almost bit my cousin Dudley, which is a long story, and the boa constrictor told me at the time that it wasn't from Brazil as the zoo notice said, it was actually He's never been to Brazil."

"Of course...well, I didn't do it on purpose, you know, I didn't know what a wizard was at the time."

"A boa constrictor, tell you it's never been to Brazil?" Ron asked weakly.

"What's the matter?" Harry said indifferently: "It's not a big deal, I bet a lot of people here can do it..."

"Oh, my God, we can't do it..." Ron held his head, looking helpless: "This is an unusual ability, Harry, this is terrible..."

Harry was a little unhappy, and he said slightly angrily: "I said, what's wrong with you all? If I didn't let that snake attack that person instead, then I must be the one who got hurt!"

As soon as Ron opened his mouth, Catherine interrupted his speech.

"Okay, Parseltongue is not exclusive to dark wizards, my mother and I know it, so it's nothing unusual." Catherine held two cups of hot cocoa in her hand, followed by Kristaza, also holding two cups .

Catherine walked over and handed Hermione a cup of hot cocoa. Ron and Harry also got two cups from Christaza. For a moment, the heat from the cups dispelled a little haze in Harry's heart.

"Drink some hot cocoa, it will make you feel better." Catherine smiled gently, and said to Harry: "Four--Potter, you know, this is not something to be sad about, but everyone It’s just a misunderstanding that doesn’t understand.”

You mean four eyes—you mean four eyes!

Harry still hesitated and said, "But, everyone's attitude today..."

"Dumbledore is also a Parseltongue." Catherine dispelled Harry's doubts with one sentence.

Harry's expression changed from worrying to the original heartless smirk almost instantly.

"Thank you, Miss Walley." Harry thanked him with a silly smile.

"You should thank you." Catherine's tone was unceremonious: "Look at your two little friends, red—Mr. How can I describe it?"

She abruptly resisted the urge to address "Red Squirrel" and "Miss Beaver".

I kept admonishing myself in my heart, now that my status is different from before, the professor's wife can't be too casual...

After listening to Catherine's words, Hermione and Ron also showed embarrassment on their faces, and finally Hermione spoke first: "Sorry, Harry, we didn't mean that..."

"That's it...we are, uh... Anyway, I don't know how to describe it, but I'm sorry anyway." Ron hesitated at first, and then apologized generously after Hermione stepped on his foot.

"It's okay, small things." Harry also looked heartless.

While chatting happily, the door of the office was opened, and Louis walked in with a high-spirited face.

Louis was not surprised to see Catherine getting along with the little animals quite happily, after all, he had asked what was going on before.He handed the coat to Kristaza with a smile, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Harry's Parseltongue." Catherine stretched out her hand to straighten his clothes: "How is it? What did the headmaster say?"

"What else can I say?" Louis smiled frantically: "Professor Dumbledore found out that those senior students were impersonated, and he pushed Fudge into a corner with this matter, and had to promise not to interfere with Huo Gwartz thing."

"The main reason is... he is a bit too stupid, and he actually recruited people from the Auror's strikers. This is because everyone has no real hammer, right?"

"Those classmates are also children of his loyal subordinates, so I'm not surprised." Louis patted Catherine's waist and asked, "By the way, you just asked Christaza to I sent a voice transmission, did something happen?"

"Oh... Mom said she misses us a little bit, and asked the two of us to go back for Christmas."

"It's true Solanlian, it's only been a few months..." Louis shrugged.

"But...Harry has to be careful." Louis turned to Harry and said, "I heard someone say that you are a descendant of Slytherin on the road just now..."

"Huh? Me?" Harry pointed at me, mouth open in disbelief.

How can it be?How could he be a descendant of Slytherin? It's unscientific.

"My surname is Potter, and my surname is not Slytherin..." Harry said a little aggrieved.

"Then why can't my surname be Slytherin? My family's ancestors are German." Louis shrugged and told the truth.

"Hmph, German!" Hermione wrinkled her nose cutely.

"Those who didn't know thought you were from France, and you reacted so strongly to me." Louis was enjoying himself, and Vitaly walked out of the bedroom with her head bowed.

"Who's talking about the French?" Vitali's eyes were not kind.

"They're saying I'm a German." Louis shrugged, and then he kicked Vitale's calf: "French girl, show me your hands up?"

Vitaly gave him a blank look, and raised her hands obediently.

"Look, this is conquest." Louis grinned, showing off to the three little ones.

The three little ones rolled their eyes in unison.

"It's getting late, so we won't stay any longer." Hermione sneakily pinched Ron, who was still laughing, and pulled Harry to stand up: "Good night, Louis, Miss Walley, and Healy Miss Akers."

"What about me?" Christaza asked aggrievedly, a little sad to be forgotten by the three of them.

"You too, Christaza." Hermione bared her big teeth and waved her hand: "Goodbye."

After the three little ones left the office, Christaza took out the nest customized for Tom and Jerry from her "Big Mac" pocket, a small three-story bungalow with a traceless stretching spell inside. , whether it is from the outside or the interior decoration is the best choice.

Tom and Jerry cheered and rushed into the three-story kitten villa like a whirlwind.

"It's snowing." Catherine said inadvertently, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

"Yeah, it's the season of the white album again..." Louis said with some emotion.

"White album?" Catherine asked suspiciously.

"Yeah." Louis said to her scientifically in a serious manner: "It's a song released by the famous Japanese singer Yuki Morikawa six years ago... I like it very much. I just learned the score. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Okay." Catherine happily sat on the seat at Louis's desk.

Louis tidied up his clothes a little, sat down in front of the piano in style, and tapped twice to pretend to be a sound test. Then, under the watchful eyes of Catherine and the three daughters, he played the "white album" smoothly. .

"It sounds so good." Vitali first admired, and then asked with some hesitation: "But I...why do I feel a little stomachache?"

Louis thinks you are right to have a stomachache...

In the end, he didn't give the three people the story behind "White Album"...

The main reason is that the story is long, tortuous and stomach-ache. Louis thought that he had a bad stomach and couldn't bear this kind of torture.

The north wind was strong overnight, and when I got up the next day, I looked out the window on the third floor, and the whole world turned into a world covered in silver.

Occasionally there are a few owls shuttle back and forth, this kind of raptor is not very afraid of the cold.Furthermore, thanks to the North Atlantic warm current, the coldest winter in the Scottish Highlands is difficult to exceed minus ten degrees.

Louis, who was lying on the bed, didn't really want to get up. With such heavy snow today, herbal medicine class must be impossible.Sure enough, Draco sent a message to Kristaza, saying that today's herbal medicine class was temporarily cancelled.

With nothing to do, Louis decided to stay in bed for a few more minutes.

The most important thing is that senior sister Xiangxiang's soft body is the best pillow in the world, and he is more or less reluctant to let it go.

But after all, it was time to eat. After resting for a while, Louis was called by his classmates to build a snowman.

Very annoying, okay?A group of single dogs...

But he still obediently went down and left the office...

No one else, because Catherine's eyes are full of longing for the matter of building a snowman...

In fact, Dumbledore, who was too busy, even stopped all the lessons today because the snow was too heavy.

But what does that much snow have to do with your indoor classes, bastard?

But none of the students raised any objection—as long as they don't attend class, the students must think it's a good thing, and there will be no objection, unless it's the kind of struggling who can't roll anymore.

Headmaster Dumbledore even proposed a snowman-building competition, with judging that night - and an inter-house snowball fight the next day.

This completely ignited the enthusiasm of the students, especially Catherine, who almost looked at Louis with bright eyes, and the meaning in her eyes was definitely "let's go build a snowman too".

Of course, to make a snowman must call two live treasures.Louis called Tom and Jerry up, put Jerry on his shoulders, and led his large family out of the castle.

(End of this chapter)