I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 162
Hagrid's potion... It should be said that Madam Pomfrey's potion worked very well, at least four people's legs didn't feel so itchy anymore.

The spider's fluff is so hard that even the pants are hard to guard against. Occasionally, a few not so honest ones will pass through the pants and get stuck on the soft skin.

Not only Hermione, even Harry and Ron who were wearing trousers were a little itchy from the spider fuzz, but after all, they were separated by the trousers, so it was still tolerable, not as serious as Hermione.

The good news is that the potions in the magic world are relatively wild, with immediate effects and additional effects, such as spider poison and so on, which can be cleaned up.

Hagrid didn't keep them any longer, and let them go back to Hogwarts after a few words.

Thanks to Hagrid, the three returned to Hogwarts Castle with Tifa.

So, there was the scene that happened before.

……

"Good job." Louis nodded approvingly, and said to the three, "In view of your outstanding performance, each of you will receive two hundred credits as a reward."

The trio looked at each other, and they all felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Even Ron, who was full of resentment, left the big spider behind for a moment.

"Yeah! Luis is great!!!" Ron said something very misleading to himself.

"Well, I think you three should go back and take a good shower and sleep." Dumbledore said: "Fighting spiders is always exhausting."

"We're fine." Hermione said immediately, her melon-eating heart didn't allow her to take half a step back, and she even grabbed Harry who was about to leave.

After Hermione said this, Ron and Harry were no longer sleepy. They sat down on the chair with their eyes wide open, looking at Tifa and Dumbledore longingly.

Gossip is human nature, especially children who are very curious.

Dumbledore and Louis, you look at me and I look at you, neither of them wants to be the villain who persuaded the three curious babies first.

Forget it, it's not a shady secret anyway.

"You..." Dumbledore finally couldn't help but speak.

Hermione immediately said in a very polite manner: "Professor, don't worry, we are definitely not Hagrid!"

Courtesy Hagrid: Do you?
But it is worth affirming that at least Hagrid's big mouth is well-known, after all, this rectum can't hide any secrets.

This is not only the students of Hogwarts, but even the people in the Ministry of Magic know this.

Dumbledore naturally knew this too, but what he told Hagrid were things that could be said to others, or he told him on purpose.

"Okay." Dumbledore gave Hermione a meaningful look, and reached out to add a full glass of iced lemonade and snacks for each of the three.

Watching Dumbledore stuffing cockroach candy into his mouth, Louis suddenly remembered a big event: "By the way, did you guys bring back some dead Acrysantulas?"

"No, what's the matter?" Hermione bit a piece of potato chips and made a clicking sound, then remembered the acromantula's communication just now, and put the potato chips aside in an instant.

Louis subconsciously made a movement of pushing his glasses, and said frantically: "Such excellent ingredients, why don't you bring them back? Really, I thought Hogwarts was going to add a new food source." ..."

The three little ones looked at each other, and were so shocked by Louis that they even forgot to chew the snacks in their mouths.

"Spiders... still edible?" It was Ron who asked this question. He was suffering from advanced arachnophobia and couldn't accept this fact at all.

"Have you ever eaten crab?" Louis asked seemingly without thinking.

Ron nodded without hesitation: "Of course I have. I love crabs the most...but what does this have to do with crabs?"

"I can tell you responsibly that the acromantula not only looks like a crab, but also basically tastes the same—you know, when the acromantula is broken open, you will find that the structure inside is almost It's exactly the same as a crab." Louis looked nostalgic: "Especially the part of the spider silk sac under the stomach, it tastes like jelly..."

Ron's face was livid, and he retched unconsciously, even Harry and Hermione's expressions were not very good.

"What I need to remind you is." Louis put on a serious look: "Spiders are not suitable for steaming, because compared to crabs, spider meat is more greasy, and water will affect the taste. I personally think Spiders are more suitable for roasting and eating, and you must remember to remove all the body hair of the acromantula, try to use fire to burn it off, after all, you don’t want your throat to be itchy after eating, right?”

"Of course, don't fry it. The spider itself is rich in oil, and the foreign oil will destroy the original taste of the spider meat..."

At this moment, even Hermione couldn't hold on any longer. She supported Ron with a livid face, and stopped her repeatedly: "Don't...don't say it...I can't accept it..."

"Hey? Don't you really like potato chips?" Louis smiled badly: "It seems that you like the crunchy texture of potato chips, right?"

Hermione didn't know that there was a knife hidden in Louis's words, so she simply nodded and replied, "I really like the crispy taste."

"Look, this is it." Louis spread his hands: "Scientifically speaking, human beings like the crunchy taste because their ancestors ingested a large amount of arthropods, among which arachnids can't fly and have high nutrition and high calorie intake. The biggest - this pursuit of crunchiness is thus engraved in human DNA..."

Don't carve everything into your DNA! DNA will cry okay!

Hermione couldn't hold on any longer, she thought of the spider's guts that shattered Ron's body, and groaned.

She looked at Louis with resentment, and now she finally understood what it means to know Tianyi, a man who defies the sky...

Dumbledore's face was also a little stiff, too much imagination is sometimes not a good thing, but he didn't seem to think that this kind of food is so unnatural, but... a little yearning.After smacking his lips twice, he turned his gaze to Tifa: "Tell me, Miss Lockhart, what's going on?"

His attitude gave Louis an illusion—it looked a lot like letting Tifa explain her problems at a fixed time and place.

But Tifa acted a little absent-minded. She looked at Dumbledore in a trance, and asked with some hesitation: "Am I... am I at Hogwarts now?"

Seeing that her expression and eyes did not seem to be pretending at all, Louis and Dumbledore looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

"Otherwise, do you think this is Beauxbaton's principal's office?" Louis asked with a black face, pointing at Dumbledore: "Do you think he looks like Ms. Maxim?"

As soon as these words came out, Ron turned into a Hogwarts flower with a "poof", and sprayed the lemonade in his mouth far away.

His imagination is also very rich, and he even thought of Dumbledore wearing the uniform of Ms. Maxim, Headmaster of Beauxbatons...

"Uh, sorry, I don't remember many things, or only have some vague memories." Tifa rubbed her temples in distress.

Louis asked aloud: "As far as I know, you seem to be possessed by something...is it a demon?"

The ears of the three little ones stood up, devil?What kind of melon is this?

Tifa thought about it carefully, then shook his head again: "It doesn't seem to be, that kind of power gives me the feeling of being peaceful and peaceful, and it shouldn't look like a demon at all... and it was driven out by me on my own initiative. If it was a demon, I don't seem to be Can't do that."

"I think it should be the same." Dumbledore set the tone aloud: "Hogwarts castle is full of demon expulsion spells, even if demons possess ordinary people, they cannot enter Hogwarts unless He'll have to tear down the entire castle wall."

"That's not a demon, what could it be?" Louis knocked on the table, somewhat confused.

Tifa recalled it for a while, and then slowly said: "It's an angel... When I was still in the orphanage and was not picked up by Gildero, I always believed in the Lord. Later, that is, a while ago, I just graduated When I was a child, there was a holy voice always telling me that it could help me, so that I could stop dragging Gildero back and help him in his career..."

"I also forget the day when I said yes to him... From then on, my memory is a little blurred. I seem to have come to an ideal world, very happy, and I don't feel any troubles , but suddenly one day I woke up from this dream, and I saw that I had uncontrollably killed Gildero... oh my god... what the hell did I do..."

"Angel? How could an angel do such an evil thing?" Ron was still chewing, but it didn't stop him from becoming a qualified hundred thousand whys.

Hermione said with an ugly face: "Ron, there are not only angels in this world, but also fallen angels..."

Dumbledore immediately raised his arm, and stretched out his hand to draw symbols in front of him. Unintelligible spells flashed in the void, continuously hitting the walls of Hogwarts.

Afterwards, a mark was cut on his palm, which gradually condensed into a small ball of blood above the palm.Under the puzzled eyes of the onlookers who didn't know the truth, the ball of blood flew into the wall.

"What are you doing, principal?" Louis asked puzzled.

"Oh, nothing, just a few inconspicuous angel expulsion spells." Dumbledore gently wiped the wound on his hand, and said casually: "Miss Lockhart did not lie, the fallen angel left her body of."

"So, Assistant Tifa, do you know the real name of that fallen angel?" Hermione asked curiously, "If you know its real name, you can summon it. I saw it in the Hogwarts library. The way to summon an angel."

"First of all, angels may not respond to you; secondly, you are equivalent to a heretic. Could it be that you want to summon an enemy?" Louis looked disgusted.

He was right, after all, wizards and the church are in the same situation, and the medieval church did not burn wizards less...

As the backstage of the church, it's strange that the angels have a good face towards the wizard.

Tifa shook her head and denied it: "He once told me that his name is Raphael... I know that he is one of the seven archangels under the Lord's seat, and he is the guardian of the tree of life in the Garden of Eden..."

"That's even more impossible. It's impossible for Raphael to do this kind of thing, let alone do it in person..." Louis shrugged: "Have you seen any leader do something by himself, especially to seduce a human being?" Women... tsk, this kind of thing can only be done by Satan's worthless fallen angels."

Hermione nodded, with a look of understanding: "That makes sense. Fallen angels are angels after all, and they still retain the characteristics of angels. For example, they can only be possessed with the permission of others, and their neutral and peaceful The strength of the power, to give the impression of decency..."

"In this way, we won't be able to deal with them the way we deal with demons." Dumbledore nodded to set the tone, and looked at Louis: "You have to learn Enoch, Louis."

"Huh? Enoch?" Louis nodded, could he not learn a new language?

It was quite difficult to learn English back then...

It's not that he's not good at learning new languages, it's just that he's been lazy recently and doesn't really want to learn.

"Professor, I also want to learn Enochian." Hermione said quickly, she would never let go of this learning opportunity.

Louis looked at her and wondered, are you the king of rolls or am I the king of rolls?

If you continue to be so lazy, it will not match Juan Wang's persona, you bastard!
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll learn..."

The great Debowski once said that it is all knowledge, learn it, there is no end to learning, it is too deep.

"There are only two known ways to restrict angels, namely the holy fire and the angel's expulsion spell." Dumbledore shrugged: "Unfortunately, our magic is generally difficult to cause any effective damage to them. .”

"Then what's the use of learning magic?" Ron asked dumbfounded.

Hermione patted him on the head: "How can ordinary wizards encounter enemies like angels and fallen angels? The most dangerous enemy they can encounter in their life is the Cornish elf..."

"That's true." Ron raised his eyebrows: "Learn Enoch and add me."

"Me too!" Harry said enthusiastically.

Louis looked at the trio, who smiled warmly at him.

"We want to be useful too." Harry chuckled, but for the first time Louis felt that he wasn't that stupid either.

Of course, stupid here is not a derogatory term. Sometimes it is a lucky thing for stupid people to have stupid blessings. Harry and Ron are like this-you see, stupid Ron can marry Hermione, stupid Harry can become the real savior, not only relying on their hard work, but of course their blessings...

How many people can't ask for this kind of blessing?

Dumbledore interrupted the mutual affection of the four little dolls. He looked at Tifa and asked: "Ms. Lockhart, what I need to remind you is that Gilderoy's death has nothing to do with you, even if we accept The Ministry of Magic would not believe the claim of a fallen angel being possessed."

Louis thought about it for a while, indeed, after all, Fudge would not even admit that Voldemort had returned, let alone admit that the fallen angels were causing trouble.

With a high probability, he pretended that this matter did not exist with his tail between his legs, and sent the 'culprit' Tifa into Azkaban.

"What happened to Gildero..." Tifa asked dejectedly.

Louis sighed, stood up and patted Tifa Xiang's soft shoulder: "Sorry, I brought back his body..."

Regardless of her red and swollen eyes, Tifa suddenly raised her head to look at Louis.

"Really... Oh, thank you, Mountbatten..." Tifa looked at Louis expectantly.

Louis shook his head and said to Professor Dumbledore, "Professor, I suggest you open the window first."

Dumbledore did as he was told, and Louis released the lump of Lockhart from the space.

Due to the circulation of the air, the smell was not so strong, but the vague stench still made the three little ones almost vomit.

But someone already vomited, and it was Phineas in the portrait. He vomited all over the portrait, but was knocked unconscious by Principal Dai Lisi's sap, and tied him to the chair together with several other principals again.

When everyone looked closely, they saw a lump of black poop.

"I'm sorry, when I found Professor Lockhart, he already looked like this..." Louis looked at the lump in front of him with some embarrassment.

Tifa let out a shrill scream. She grabbed her neckline with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and knelt on the ground limply.

"Gidero...Gidero..." Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground with a sad look.

"Tragedy..." Louis shook his head.

"Tragedy..." "Tragedy..." "Tragedy..." The three little ones shook their heads at the same time, because they didn't have a good impression of Lockhart, and now a sense of sadness also arises spontaneously.

This is the good nature of human beings.

"He is a great writer." Dumbledore concluded.

"Great writer." The four little guys repeated Dumbledore's conclusion.

Lewis added: "His work will live on forever."

"Immortal..." The three little ones repeated, Hermione had broken her defenses, sobbing in a low voice, she couldn't bear to look at Lockhart's remains anymore.

"Alas..." Dumbledore sighed.

"Alas..." The four of them repeated in unison.

Seeing that Tifa was about to get on the pile of poop, Dumbledore's expression tightened. He waved the taffy on the side into a wooden carved coffin of Lockhart's body, and put the pile of poop in Lockhart's body. went in.

At the same time, Tifa also jumped onto the coffin.

"Gidero... I am sorry for you, I am the one who hurt you... How can I live without you..."

Tifa sobbed, tears battering the face of Lockhart's sculpture.

"Oh..." Dumbledore wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He was hesitating when there was a knock on the door.

It is Professor McGonagall and other four deans.

"What happened? Dumbledore?" It was Professor Flitwick who spoke first. He couldn't see the situation clearly in the crowd, so he could only jump and ask, "I seem to hear someone crying?"

"It's Gilderoy, he was devoured by that monster in the chamber of secrets." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, "You guys came just in time, I'll leave Assistant Tifa to you, I still have some things to find Hagrid handles it."

After speaking, Dumbledore took his Fox and disappeared into the principal's room in a burst of flames.

(End of this chapter)