I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 149 Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannon
Making snowmen has always been a long-standing sport, both in the East and in the West, has a long history.

Some people say that the snowmen in the East were imported from the West. This is not true. There are poems in the Song Dynasty to prove it. When it snows, people make snow lions to play with. Can it be difficult for the ladies of the Song Dynasty officials, can't use an agate hammer without carrots?
In his previous life, he went to the Northeast to study for a few years, so Louis made snowmen a lot.Speaking of this, I have to talk about the wildness of the students in Bingcheng. Since my sister in the previous life liked to watch Korean dramas, the snowball fight in Louis’s impression has always been a gentle and gentle one. It’s a romantic and intense activity. .

Until he went to Bingcheng to go to school.

I still remember that when the first heavy snow fell in October that year, he was called out by his roommates to have a snowball fight.The boss specifically asked him to cover up tightly. At that time, Louis didn't take it seriously, and Le Diandian went downstairs to form a snowball. As soon as he looked up, he saw three big men rushing over to lift him up, swinging around for a long time. Throw it into a snowdrift half a meter high.

Immediately afterwards was the inhumane burial, and every time Louis thought about it, he felt a little terrified.

Under the snowdrift, he is like Scott in Nazweig's writing.

It should be said that the Hogwarts students haven't released their inner beasts yet, so they are quite elegant, at least everyone is seriously making snowmen.

Just after choosing a site to build a snowman, Harry and Ron ran over to ask Louis if he had any good ideas.

Louis shrugged, looked at Catherine, who was directing the snow with her wand, and decided that he should build another one himself.

"I'm going to pile Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong guns," Lewis said.

When the two little ones heard it, was it okay?Such a tall name...

Louis rubbed a long gun barrel into the ground almost instantly. After thinking about it, he felt that something was missing, so he put two more snowball shells on the side.

"Oh my God Louis, what are you doing!" Hermione's voice rang out.

When Louis looked over, he saw Hermione's little face flushed with shame, as if I was really wrong about how you could do this.

"Oh, it's the Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannon," Louis said solemnly.

"This is clearly..." Hermione was in a hurry, pointing at Louis's masterpiece with one hand, her face turned red and she couldn't speak.

That sentence is really ashamed to say, it is too difficult.

"I still suggest that your mind be healthy, Hermione." Louis shrugged: "A girl like you who is in adolescence, it's best not to always think about what you have and what you don't have."

"But..." Hermione was still pointing at Louis' masterpiece, she was so teased by Louis that she couldn't speak, her little feet stomped on the ground hatefully.

Just as he didn't know what to say, Dumbledore's voice sounded in his ears.

"Hey, the young people are indeed full of vigor. In snowy weather, it is always necessary to build some snow sculptures."

"Principal, look at Louis's..." Hermione pointed to Louis's masterpiece and was about to sue, but Dumbledore looked at Louis's masterpiece in amazement.

"Oh, isn't this the Armstrong Accelerated Whirling Jet Armstrong Cannon? The degree of completion is really high..." Dumbledore seemed to be reminded of some history, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I think the Ottoman Empire used to break through the King On the walls of Constantinople, the craftsmen were ordered to make this cannon, and the vibrancy and the state where all things are competing are still in front of us..."

"Eh?" Hermione was stunned, why is this different from the script she thought of?
The last glory of our Christian world was shattered by such bawdy things?

"Oh, it's Professor Dumbledore." Louis greeted, "Professor, why didn't you go to make snow sculptures, but came to my place instead?"

"I've already done it... Ha, look over there." Dumbledore pointed to a tall snow sculpture in the distance.

Oh, I can tell it's Dumbledore, but in bee form.Mr. Principal even installed a butt for himself, the one painted with yellow and black patterns, and a magic wand stuck in the tip, probably used as a tail needle; two tentacles were installed on the head of the sculpture, it looks like It sounds silly.

"Wow... that's amazing..." Hermione was immediately attracted by Dumbledore's sculpture.

Looking back at Luis's sculpture, a pair of eyes turned into beady eyes.

Looking at Louis with contempt, Hermione curled her lips: "Even if your sculpture is that cannon, it's really too crude..."

"What do you know? What do you know? Ah? Cannons are a man's romance!" Louis looked dissatisfied. Isn't Dumbledore's sculpture a little taller, more refined, a little more realistic, my cannon How can it be better than him?

Principal Dumbledore walked away humming a little tune, and continued to inspect the sculptures of the students.

"Hey, stop rubbing." Louis said to Harry and Ron who were still rubbing shells, "I actually have an immature idea..."

"What idea?" they both asked curiously.

"Or..." Louis slapped his fists on his hands: "Or let's put a bee's butt behind the cannon!"

Hermione looked powerless to complain: "Please, Louis... You are suturing, you are copying Principal Dumbledore, it is not a mature idea at all, okay?"

But Ron and Harry responded excitedly: "Yeah, why didn't I think of it, it's still Louis, you are smart."

"Haha...where..." Louis said, rubbing out a bee's butt with magic, and connected it to the back of the gun barrel.

"You...uh..." Hermione obviously didn't know what to say.

She looked up, just in time to see Professor Snape approaching.

yes!Professor Snape has always disliked the students, especially in this situation, it is definitely the best time to deduct points!He will definitely take care of it, and won't let Louis run wild in the abyss of crime...

Thinking of this, she greeted, "Professor Snape..."

"Oh, isn't this the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon? The degree of completion is really high..." Professor Snape twitched the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, and said with emotion.

"..." Hermione opened her mouth wide, with a look of disbelief on her face.

She is also a little skeptical about life now, is this thing really a cannon?It's fine if Dumbledore likes to play around, but so does Professor Snape...

"Professor, don't you think... this cannon looks very... that?" Hermione finally asked her doubts.

Snape turned his head slowly, looked at Hermione with an extremely disgusted look, and said slowly: "I know that little witches of your age always like to think wildly when they enter puberty, but I suggest you When dealing with art, you should maintain a pure heart, and don't tarnish the pure and lofty art in the world..."

Hermione is almost crazy, ah ah ah ... is it really impure?
Tired, destroy it.

"Professor, do you also participate in sculpture activities?" Louis asked looking up.

"Of course there is. Look, the doe over there." Although Snape had a deadpan face and an emotionless voice, all four of them could hear the flaunting in the words.

It has to be said that the potion master's sculpture level is also excellent, the two doe are so vivid, they seem to be whispering to each other.

But why two ends?
Of course Louis knew, he didn't even ask because of his high EQ.

"Wow... Unexpectedly, the professor's sculpture level is so high... These two doe really seem to come alive..." Ron praised from the bottom of his heart.

"For your insight, Mr. Weasley, one point for Gryffindor." Snape actually gave Gryffindor a point for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, Louis' words completely broke his defense.

"But they are dead after all." Anyone could smell the sour taste in Louis's words, it was so sour...

"Ten points for Slytherin!" Snape said with a dark face, and walked away leisurely like a bat spirit.

The three little ones looked at the stunned Louis, and couldn't help laughing.

Hermione laughed the most, tears welling from the corners of her eyes.

"Seriously, Louis, I think you should...uh, uh, change to a sculpture, not such a misleading cannon..." Hermione finally changed her words, but still insisted on "misleading" this point of view.

"It's the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon!" Louis corrected: "Don't try to slander my sacred sculptures, you know, every sculpture is as cute as a child in the eyes of the sculptor..."

Hermione looked at the sculpture and thought that this is how your child will be...

You mean to say dirty, right?

With that said, Louis placed an antler on the top of the gun.

As for stitching, it must be stitched more comprehensively, and learn from the strengths of other families...

Hermione couldn't complain anymore, she sighed, and was about to sit on the ground and think about what to pile up.

The three men in front of them were completely unreliable.

"Hey, Hermione." A soft voice sounded in her ears, and she turned around to see that it was Vitaly.

"Ah, Miss Hilliacs..." Hermione replied hastily.

But Vitali soon turned her attention to Louis' masterpiece.

"Isn't this the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon? The degree of completion is really high..." Vitaly admired with blurred eyes, looking at the cannon for a while, and then at Louis for a while, her scarlet tongue kept touching her upper lip. across.

Hermione was shocked again, she no longer wondered if there was such a thing in history, what she doubted now was whether she was indeed mentally unhealthy...

"I think that during the European War, Germany pulled out this cannon to bombard Paris... Under the leadership of General Gallieni, Er Dezi's conspiracy was finally smashed... Haha, France is really invincible! "Vitale's tone was full of nostalgia for the glory of France.

""Grand Marshal, I'm Coming." Louis rolled his eyes, trying to use the name of a song to break Vitaly's dream.

Of course, this song also has a stalk, this is the national anthem of the Vichy regime, a personal ode to Philippe Petain...

Yes, it is the national anthem after the surrender of France, which lasted less than a long time in a building in the man's loving father.

"Woo QWQ..." Vitaly broke her guard all of a sudden, she looked at the evil-faced Louis resentfully, and she didn't speak, her eyes were full of accusations and sorrow.

"I hope you don't forget the credit for the taxi drivers, and don't always attribute the credit to individuals." Louis continued to make up the knife: "Of course, if this is a characteristic of your country, I can understand..."

Vitaly suddenly wanted to tear down her own statue.

"So, what is the statue of Miss Hilliex?" Hermione quickly changed the subject, she was really afraid that Vitaly would cry on the spot.

Vitaly snorted and pointed to the sculpture of Louis not far away.

Excuse me, it should be said that he is an adult version of Louis. Judging from his body proportions, he should be at least 1.8 meters tall.

But this giant sculpture of Louis, about the height of four or five people, is wearing a stand-up collar windbreaker and holding a lion-headed staff. He looks like a gentleman who can't be more gentlemanly. The expression on his face is like a fan-shaped picture. And four points casually.

Typical female frequency production.

"I said, did Miss Hilliacs prettify Louis?" Hermione pouted and said, "According to the proportion of the figure, Louis's legs are not so long at all?"

"What do you know! Silly girl!" Luis hugged his arms and snorted, looking at the sculpture in front of him with admiration: "Yes, yes, this is exactly me when I grew up..."

The trio all act like I don't know this person... Isn't this too narcissistic?Even if you say you're handsome, and you are, you can't brag about yourself, can you?
"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, we're talking about the statue of Miss Hilliex." Hermione looked back, and it was Catherine, with Christassa who was eating Xuemei Niang one by one.

"Is this it?" Catherine pointed to the statue of Louis and said, then frowned at the pair of antlers and the bee's buttocks: "Look at this nice Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong gun, how it looks like after being stitched by you ...However, the degree of completion is really high..."

Hermione was completely powerless to complain, and she had now fully accepted the fact that she was indeed dirty at heart and looked at Louis' masterpiece with tinted glasses.

"I remember my mother once told me that when the Ottoman Empire marched west, it was this cannon that blasted down the city walls of Vienna... If it weren't for the timely rescue of the God's Spear Wing cavalry, I am afraid that Europe would have already... "Speaking of this, Catherine suddenly stopped talking.

"It's not this...it's the Louis statue over there..." Hermione reminded softly.

Catherine's face changed suddenly, she squinted her eyes to look at Vitaly, and followed the direction Hermione was pointing at to see the tall statue of Louis.

"Hehe..." Catherine's laughter was ominous, and the three little ones and Louis couldn't help but feel their necks go cold.

(End of this chapter)