I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 164 The Fireproof Girl of Hogwarts
The next day, the Daily Prophet, which had been in the works for a long time, published a short article.

The title is: Gilderoy Lockhart, A Good Writer, A Good Professor, A Good Man.

("Gilderoy Lockhart, Good author, Good professor, Good guy")
There is also a black and white GIF of Lockhart's photo, in which Lockhart smiles with his white teeth showing, this time no one thinks he is greasy anymore, even people who are not used to seeing him on weekdays will Because death is a big deal, I sighed "Alas" to his photo.

Of course, only they themselves know what meaning this sigh contains.

The general idea is to emphasize Lockhart's rich adventure experience and his best-selling works, and mention his excellent teaching level by the way.

And emphatically pointed out that losing to Louis is not a problem with his posture level.

This is of course what Louis meant. After all, belittling your opponent is tantamount to belittling yourself.

Only by making the image of the opponent taller can we highlight the difficulty of winning.

On the day of the funeral, the entire Hogwarts auditorium changed its tone, and the guest seat in the auditorium had been removed, replaced by Lockhart's coffin.There is a huge black and white photo hanging behind the coffin. In order to prevent the students from laughing, the photos are static.

The students also "spontaneously" changed into black and white clothes and came to the auditorium to mourn Professor Lockhart.

Naturally, Louis would not be absent. He took his girlfriend and aunt to the memorial service.

The two girls are wearing plain, traditional British dresses today.Catherine wore a black V-neck suit skirt and a black mesh hat with a large brim. The white lace gloves she used to wear were also replaced with black today.

Ye Ziyan is wearing a black dress, without a hat, but has a plain little yellow flower pinned by her ear.

As the saying goes, women should be pretty and filial, Louis admits that he is a little distracted now.

When I was in the office, my hands were not very honest. If I didn't have to attend the funeral soon, I would definitely have to have a good time before talking about it.

Solemn and solemn, Hogwarts is a professional team after all, and has hosted various banquets for many important people, including but not limited to weddings, funerals, promotions and so on.

Since he was a substitute professor, he did not stand among the students, but stood among the professors with Catherine and Ye Ziyan.

Lockhart's popularity is really not very good, at least among the professors except Professor McGonagall who is really sad, the other professors are all expressionless.

Especially Professor Sprout, I still haven't forgotten the matter of being broken by the Whomping Willow before, besides, Lockhart did not give him much trouble after that, and she didn't come to talk about Lockhart's death. The sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers is enough.

Many people from the Ministry of Magic also came, and Fudge even came to Hogwarts to mourn Lockhart himself—even if he didn't like Lockhart, he still had to put on a show.

After all, as we all know, Lockhart is his man, if at this time he shows the meaning of leaving the tea, then he, the Minister of Magic, will not have to do it.

Who else would follow him sincerely?

Louis stood beside Fudge, greeted briefly, and then stood there with a solemn face.

After a while, everyone arrived.

Catherine looked at Vitaly's beret with a black veil on her head, and teased in a low voice with pity: "I don't think you will be able to take off your beret in this lifetime, Vitaly."

"I want you to take care of it." Vitaly retorted in a low voice, and gave her a hard look.

"The white flowers on your chest are not pretty." Catherine glanced at the small white flowers pinned to Vitaly's chest.

"Huh? Why?" Vitaly was a little concerned about Catherine's evaluation, white flowers are not good-looking?How could it be, this has been carefully selected for a long time...

"I think a small white flag is more in line with your nationality." When Catherine said this, she almost didn't laugh, but fortunately she held back her smile in time.

"You!" Vitaly stomped her feet: "We are allies! How could you insult me ​​like this..."

"To a certain extent, France is our uncertain ally." Louis took over the conversation. This kind of thing must be played by women and men, and mixed doubles can be interesting.

Vitaly was so angry that she gave him a blank look and didn't continue talking.

Catherine smiled lightly and reached out to hold Louis' hand.

After a while, the funeral ceremony officially began.

First, Dumbledore delivered a speech as the headmaster, but Dumbledore felt that the eulogy was too difficult for people to speak, so he waved and asked Louis to come up to mourn Lockhart instead of him.

Of course Louis is fine, emotionally he has no moral baggage about opening his eyes and telling nonsense.

He brewed his emotions for a while, and put on a sad face almost instantly.

"Ah, why did you change your face so quickly?" Ye Ziyan asked curiously in a low voice.

"I substituted you and imagined how you would feel when I abandoned you." Before Louis could finish speaking, Ye Ziyan pinched him.

"Speech, no one is serious!" Ye Ziyan spat at him in embarrassment.

Louis chuckled, and was pinched again by Catherine unexpectedly.

"What are you doing?" Louis rubbed his sore waist, really defenseless this time.

Catherine snorted: "Let's deal with the scumbag!"

"..." Louis had a complicated expression, and even more sad. He finally walked up to the rostrum without saying anything.

With everyone watching, he sighed and began to speak.

"Today we lost a great writer, a great adventurer, a great professor, and at the same time, I lost a great friend.

In Gilderoy Lockhart's life there was so much joy and exuberance that it was easy for him to forget the daunting dangers of his adventurous career.He is committed to expelling dark creatures, saving ordinary people who are persecuted by dark creatures, and bringing happiness to wizards in the magic world. The completion of these tasks is very arduous and heavy, and takes many risks.It also takes a lot of strength to accomplish these undertakings.

Throughout Professor Gilderoy Lockhart's life was embodied an ideal of what Arnold Bennett once called 'the great theory that lifts the spirits of men'.His optimistic attitude and positive yearning for life have infected many of our latecomers; and his humor often transcends the meaning of humor itself; and his bravery, like a torch, ignites our way forward bright light.

Today, we share Tifa's sadness and her pride.We can be sure that the Great One in heaven will not forget those who honored him.The faithful pilgrim had stepped out of the night into the dawn of heaven, and, in Bunyan's words, 'out there the trumpet of welcome has sounded. '

Now, we are still walking in the twilight, but there is a lighthouse to guide us, which Lockhart does not have, and he is becoming the lighthouse to guide us on the way forward.Today, let us express our gratitude to this man who has dedicated so much to the wizarding world. "

Louis's language is very contagious, and he fully substituted into his eulogy. The kind of heartfelt sadness even brought the classmates who didn't like Lockhart to cry in a low voice.

Not to mention those loyal fans of Lockhart, some were beating their chests and weeping, and some were already kneeling on the ground and weeping.

The professors at Hogwarts are exceptions. Professor McGonagall is expressionless, Professor Sprout has dull eyes, Professor Flitwick is wandering, and our Professor Snape, at this time, looks like Potter Same brand shampoo.

Louis saw that the atmosphere was almost exaggerated, and sighed in a low voice: "At the end, let me use a short poem to mourn the poor professor."

"Severn handed him back to Ness—

His restless heart has grown gray;

They buried him on the banks of the fair river,

The sound of water waves can be heard there.

Twice a day the Severn rises,

Then the salty sea flows past,

half-silent the murmuring Ness,
Make the mountains very quiet. "

In the end, Louis sighed softly and dissipated the amplification magic.

"Alas."

He's fully into it.

Tifa's legs were as limp as noodles, and she was completely lying on top of Lockhart's coffin, unable to control herself for a long time.

Louis shook his head and waved his hand to indicate that the band was ready to play.

The sudden suona sound scared the sad crowd into a fright, especially Tifa, who was lying on the coffin, even gnawed out a gap in the coffin, exposing the yellow wooden color underneath, which seemed so unsuitable .

Of course, this is not something Louis cares about. He walked to his original position and prepared to stand for a while, touching Catherine to soothe his emotions.

Instead, Fudge accosted him.

"A touching speech, Louis." Fudge spared no effort to praise: "I really didn't expect that your literary talent is so outstanding."

Louis thought to himself, this is not my literary talent, this is the eulogy speech of the Iron Maiden and Mrs. Meilingzong who did not exist in this history...

Of course, these words must not be said out loud, so he could only laugh: "I'm sorry, Minister Fudge, I made you laugh when I showed my true feelings for a while."

"How could it be?" Fudge smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Your Highness treats people with sincerity, this kind of virtue is exactly what people lack nowadays."

"You are too much." Louis said, and the suona of the orchestra became louder, which really made those who heard it sad, and those who listened to tears.

It also completely covered up the conversation between the two people.

In short, even Vitaly, who was close at hand, didn't hear what the two of them talked about, but the atmosphere between the two of them has always been very harmonious.

In short, everyone is very happy, hello, hello, hello everyone.

A world where only Tifa was injured was achieved.

After Lockhart's funeral, the exciting final exams also ushered in.

Since the basilisk did not make trouble for half a year, the courses were not missed either.

Louis' exam is quite special, he specially prepared a new scene for the students to try.

Anyway, the learning progress and magic level of each grade are the same, and it doesn't seem to matter if the map is the same.

Of course, only Louis and a few deans were onlookers, and they were the ones who graded the students who were undergoing the Mirror World Trial.

For the new scene, it is impossible to spoil it, and I will never spoil it in this life, so I can only keep the mystery like this.

Of course, the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam came last.

Before the exam, Louis still has business to do.

He found Neville first.

"Actually, you have always had an unknown talent that has not been developed." Louis said straight to the point, both in tone and expression, he looked like a sell-out for Amway.

"Huh?" Neville was flustered. Could Louis be teasing me?He thought so.

He'd been ridiculed for being out of his wits, not just from Slytherins, but even from Gryffindor himself.Even his own grandma despised him for being stupid and forgetful, so she bought him a memory ball.

It was really the first time that Louis said that about him.

"I'm not teasing you, and in fact I don't need to." Louis said with some earnestness.Under Neville's extremely surprised eyes, he took out the dark sword from his sleeve and handed it to Neville.

If it wasn't for fear of scaring Neville into a bad situation, he would have taken it out of his pocket.

Looking at the long black sword in front of him, Neville felt a tinge of longing inexplicably.

"Take it up and try it." Louis' words were persuasive.

Neville nodded, and solemnly picked up the big sword in front of him.

Strange to say, after getting this sword, Neville felt as familiar as meeting a long-lost relative.

With a couple of swings, he chipped off a small piece of the back of a chair in the Gryffindor lounge.

"Okay, okay Neville, let's put it down." Louis pressed Neville, who was still unfinished, with an expression of "the great sage accepts the supernatural power", and took out a few pieces of paper.

It is some basic swordsmanship, as well as various combat skills, such as upward pick, lunge, lion slash, great Kalia, frost stepping on the ground, barbaric roar and so on.

Neville is also amazing. He knows all kinds of swordsmanship and combat skills at a glance, which makes Louis feel ashamed.

This thing was only given to him, and he has already played it so slippery. It is really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves forward, and the impermanence of life is full of small intestines...

Tested with the energy shield, the power of Neville's sword swing is about between the fourth and fifth level spells.

It is enough, but combat skills can have a higher bonus.

By the way, Louis attached a battle ash called a force feedback shield to his sword, which consumed his own mana.

As a forgetful scumbag, Neville's mana is not as good as one-tenth of Ron's...

So it is enough to let him specialize in one spell, and wait for someday to go to Azeroth and get him some warrior skills back.

What is a good druid for a mage who can't charge?
The system is also prompting that the task is completed.

A Fireproof Lady was rewarded.

Louis, who was left alone in the Room of Requirement, was staring at the fire lady.

After a while, it was the fireproof woman who couldn't help but ask first:
"Master Ashes, is this... the world after the fire is extinguished?"

"Fire extinguishing?" Louis was a little startled, why did he get involved with extinguishing the fire?You still look familiar to me?
No, it's the first time we met, right?

Louis' EQ is definitely not that low, so he definitely can't ask directly.

He chose to ask what was going on with the system.

The answer he got was that the one in front of him was the Fireproof Girl from his previous game archive.

This is difficult to handle, really is an acquaintance.

Don't you think it's not true, Louis rose through hundreds of levels by touching her darkness.

You said yes, Louis is really not very familiar with her.

"Maybe this is a world where the fire has not been extinguished. I feel the warmth that I haven't seen for a long time..." the fire prevention girl said to herself.

Oh, Louis remembered, the Fireproof Lady was blind.

You said that Miyazaki Hidetaka is also the same, the three main female characters of Soul San and Dharma Ring, add up to just a pair of eyes...

Lani's eyes are still fake...

"Well, this is another world." Louis nodded.

"It's amazing, I feel like I'm full of new power." The fire-proof woman's voice is very gentle, she really deserves to be the dream lover of many players.

*System prompt: Fireproof maiden can open occupational inheritance, anyone can consume a certain amount of heart energy to inherit occupations according to their own qualifications, currently unlocked: wizard.

*To be unlocked: Warrior, Hunter, Shaman, Monk, Paladin, Priest, Warlock, Demon Hunter, Rogue, Mage, Druid, Death Knight.

Remarks: Anima can be obtained through the trial of the mirror world by units other than the host. Currently, Anima has been obtained: 2000.

Louis glanced at the fire-proof woman, then sent a voice transmission to Kristaza, asking her to come pick him up.

I happened to see Filch on the way, and out of curiosity, Louis whispered to the fireproof woman, asking her how much anima it would take to activate the wizard inheritance for Filch.

The result surprised him, Filch... only needs to consume 100 points of energy.

He wiped his sweat, thinking that the system would open his mouth like a lion, but this is what he needs...

It's time to seek some benefits for the workers of the Moonberry Workshop. It should be said that at present, only the workers of the Moonberry Workshop are the most loyal to him.

Welfare must be given priority to those who do things faithfully. This is Louis' consistent principle, but it cannot be free. He is not a philanthropist. He is... the biggest reactionary feudal imperialist leader in the magic world.

At the end of the eighteenth century, it must be the kind of package that Xi Ti's body and head were separated from.

Of course Filch didn't know all this, he just looked at Louis, the savior of the Squibs, with reverence.

Back in the office, the first thing Catherine said when she saw the Fireproof Woman was: "It seems that you will have to find me ten sisters this year before you give up..."

"How could it be?" Louis hurried over and rubbed Catherine's hair: "Don't worry, Ye Zi was just an accident... I just have the two of you..."

"Hmph, I was just an accident, right?" Ye Ziyan happened to hear these words when she walked in from the door, she folded her arms and snorted, then turned and left, without taking a cabbage with her.

This little bastard is really pissed off, Ye Ziyan gritted his teeth in his heart, wishing to bite him hard, so that he could improve his memory.

"Don't, hey, Ye Zi..." Louis found out that he pressed the gourd to float the scoop, he really didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

(End of this chapter)