I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 179 The Firebolt Will Have It
"What's this?" Dudley's attention was immediately attracted, and his interest also increased. He was always keen on eating.

This would also explain why he is so fat now.

"Bibi's multi-flavored beans." Harry picked up a piece of red beans and stuffed them into his mouth: "Each piece of beans has a different taste, like mine... mine is strawberry flavored."

Harry fought back the burning sensation in his mouth, the strawberry taste of his fart, and his bright red ones were obviously some fucking devil peppers.

At this moment, he is not fighting alone, James, Sirius, and the Weasley twins are possessed by their souls at this moment...

"Really?" Dudley looked at Harry's blushing face with some hesitation: "Then why did your face turn red?"

"Excited." Harry held back for a long time, trying not to look so intimidating.

Dudley picked up a piece of brown beans suspiciously, closed one eye and carefully looked at the bean candy in his hand, and then at Harry, who was blushing like a monkey's butt, and his intuition told him that Harry must have nothing to hold back. But he didn't want to play cowardly in front of Harry.

After thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind to eat the beans.

As soon as the beans were in his mouth, his face immediately turned bitter, but it was only for a moment, and Dudley immediately changed into a look of enjoyment.

"What did you taste like?" Harry asked curiously.

"Chocolate flavor, um, really sweet." Dudley replied immediately without thinking.

In fact, what he ate was mud-flavored, so he knew that this Bibi multi-flavored bean was not a good thing, and his little cousin was cheating him.

Unbelievable, Harry picked up another piece of purple and told him it tasted like blueberries after he ate it.

The two cousins ​​were on the fence. You ate Bibi's multi-flavored beans one bite at a time, and finally Harry couldn't hold on anymore, turned around and ran away.

Seeing that Harry ran away first, Dudley also stood up and followed, shouting, "Wait for me!"

"They have a really good relationship, don't they?" Diana looked at the two brothers who ran out, and asked Petunia with a smile.

Petunia nodded repeatedly, the frequency was like a sewing machine.

The big black dog was wandering around Number Four Privet Drive like a ghost, and when Harry ran out to throw up, the big black dog even came to sniff the corners of his trouser legs.

Harry was a little afraid of dogs, and he didn't dare to speak or move when he stood there. At the critical moment, Dudley had the courage to drive the big black dog away.

"Thank you, Dudley." Harry swore it was the first time in his life that he found Dudley so pleasing to the eye.

Dudley chuckled twice, but said nothing.

"I think you should lose weight, cousin." Harry said something for no reason, but Dudley caught him under his arm and twisted the top of his head several times with his hands.

This time it's not like the pure bullying before, it's more or less a joke now.

At least Harry wasn't as aggrieved as before, he could still laugh heartlessly, and the big black dog in the distance didn't intend to pounce on Dudley's fat ass.

Of course, it may also be because it is too greasy, and the big black dog doesn't want to be so greasy that he can't eat mice for a few days.

Today's party was pretty good, everyone in the Dursleys was satisfied, except for Aunt Marge who had returned to the farm.

Happy times are always short-lived. Before Louis left, he specifically asked Harry to wait for him at the Leaky Cauldron, and look for him there after he finished dealing with the matter at hand.

Of course, Louis still has his own things to do. After all, the national treasure brought by Britain has not yet been returned...

He brought Napoleon to Buckingham Palace. Looking at the magnificent palace, Napoleon suddenly felt unreal.

"It seems that you have also achieved the dream of the year, but in a different way." Louis teased behind him, mercilessly piercing Napoleon Meow's little heart.

Napoleon opened his mouth, but said nothing.He's not nervous, it's just the queen. Why didn't I see Napoleon at the time?That Russia's Alexander I, I don't know how much taller than she is...

Soon, after the waiter informed, the two came to the living room. There were quite a crowd. The aunt's family was sitting on the sofa and chatting, as if they were talking about the education of the eldest nephew.

Oh, no, Louis heard it, it seems that the eldest nephew broke the hat of Napoleon III in the royal collection.

Just the one who was captured alive by the Germans in Sedan.

"What's the big deal about the hat?" Louis interjected, took off the hat on Napoleon's head and handed it to the elder nephew: "Here, I broke Napoleon III's hat, uncle gave you a Napoleon I's hat, just took it off down..."

The eldest nephew looked at Louis, then at Napoleon, and said curiously, "My God, your eyes are so red... Have we met somewhere?"

Looking at his innocent and lovely nephew, Napoleon bent down to touch his little fat face and replied kindly: "Maybe it's in your history book, little guy."

At this time, the people in the living room also realized that my aunt pointed at Napoleon and remained silent for a long time.Louis thoughtfully took out three British treasures and put them aside, and said with a smile, "I'll return your treasures, auntie."

The aunt did not answer, but asked: "This...is this Napoleon...your majesty?"

"Ah, you mean him?" Louis turned his head and pointed at Napoleon who was still having fun with his eldest nephew: "Yes, that's him."

The cousin and uncle stood up first, and they greeted Napoleon together: "Hello, Your Majesty."

"I have abdicated, and there can only be one Your Majesty in this room." Napoleon also made a small joke.

After talking about Napoleon's affairs with the family in detail, my aunt immediately said that she would definitely give Napoleon a British nationality.

Originally, my aunt wanted to grant him a title, but was rejected by Napoleon. He meant that he was born a Frenchman and died a French ghost.

However, he happily accepted his uncle's invitation to stay in Buckingham Palace for a while, and by the way, popularize science, history and military knowledge.

As for men, they always yearn to command thousands of troops, and uncle is not exempt from this.

Grandpa got here that night and accused Louis hundreds of times on the spot, claiming that he was an unfilial child, and that a man as big as Napoleon didn't recommend him first, which is really begging for him.

Even if grandpa really commanded thousands of troops, he still yearns for Napoleon, the ever-victorious general.

While Louis was busy in the palace, Harry also left the Dursleys' house and set foot on the way to the Leaky Cauldron.Thankfully, Hermione was also going to the Leaky Cauldron with him, so Hermione didn't leave when the party was over, but kept helping him pack at the Dursleys'.

Uncle Vernon happily drove Harry and Hermione to the Leaky Cauldron, and now he didn't hate the wizarding world as much as he used to—after all, the pound was obviously more important than his personal emotions.

Who would have trouble with the pound?
Life at the Leaky Cauldron was good, sleeping when he wanted, eating when he wanted, Harry had experienced this kind of freedom for the first time, and now he could go wherever he wanted.

In the morning, he came down from upstairs and had breakfast in the Leaky Cauldron. He liked to sit in the corner and observe the other residents—even though he had been in the wizarding world for two years, he was still curious about the wizarding world. .

The guests were always talking loudly about a man who seemed to be called Sirius Black, and Harry was very curious. This man was said to be a gangster who had escaped from Azkaban.He knew that Azkaban was a place where all kinds of vicious criminals were locked up, and those who could escape from this place must not be easy to deal with.

Hopefully he won't meet him, Harry prayed.

Since he didn't know when Louis would arrive, after discussing with Hermione, Harry decided to take a stroll in Diagon Alley and buy some gadgets along the way.

Hermione, who was an old London Union Jack, was naturally not short of money, at least her family could provide her with pocket money of several hundred Galleons.You know, being a dentist is a very lucrative profession, especially in big cities. The bigger the city, the more money a dentist makes.

Now the two of them were sitting in the bright sunshine outside Florin's Soda, finishing all their dissertations.

Logically speaking, Hermione should have finished all her homework at this time, but since she has been on vacation in France during the summer, her homework has been accumulated, and she has no time to do it until now.

The advantage of this, however, is that sometimes the two of them are also mentored by Florin himself, who, in addition to her extensive knowledge of medieval witch-burnings, also gives Harry and Hermione a free box every half hour. ice cream.

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to explain clearly to Boss Florin that the two of them are not lovers, but seeing the disbelief on the boss's face, the two of them gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explain.

Ron: I should be under the car, not here.

After filling his purse with Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts, Harry was determined to exercise self-control so as not to spend all the Galleons in his coffers prematurely—but according to Judging from his current consumption level, even if he spends money with open arms, it seems that it will take decades to spend his savings.

Facts have proved that not only women, but also men have the same fanatical mentality when it comes to shopping, but the focus is different.The dazzling array of products all hooked Harry's desire to buy, but under Hermione's she-wolf gaze, Harry still stopped his bold thoughts.

"You let me control you, Harry." Hermione reminded her good friend again and again, so that he wouldn't get angry.

What moved Harry the most was the Quidditch boutique store. When he passed by, he saw many people crowded there to watch, so he dragged Hermione in to take a look out of curiosity. look.

Inside was a new plinth upon which stood a broom--the most astonishingly beautiful broom he had ever seen in his life.

"Just came out, the sample broom." A wizard with a buttocks and jaws was telling his companions.

The shopkeeper came out at this moment and said loudly: "The Irish international team just ordered seven of these beautiful brooms!" The shopkeeper shouted to everyone, "This product is the darling of the World Cup!"

A tall witch in front of Harry walked away so he could read the instructions next to the broom: Firebolt
These broomsticks represent the state of the art and are crafted from ash wood for a streamlined, beautifully crafted broom…

In the middle of reading, he was dragged away by Hermione.

"You can't look at this kind of thing! You can't afford it!" Hermione persuaded earnestly: "The price is negotiable. If you think about it, you will know how expensive this kind of broom made with the highest craftsmanship will be. My God, you still want to buy it!" A student, how can you have such a prodigal idea!"

"I just wanted to see..." Harry pleaded palely.

"You can't even look!" Hermione growled under her breath.

With happiness written all over his face, Harry reluctantly followed Hermione back to the Leaky Cauldron. He regretted coming with Hermione now, at least if he was here by himself, even if he couldn't afford the Firebolt, Also sit there and watch all day.

No, even looking at it for a month is not enough, what a beautiful broom...

As he sat emoing at the bar, Louis' voice rang in his ears.

"Yo, isn't this Harry? Why haven't I seen you for a few days? I heard you're depressed?"

Harry stood up in shock, and saw Louis with a smirk on his face, and Catherine covering her lips with the back of her hand.

"Ah, Louis, you're here...and Catherine, ah, where's Professor Ye?" Harry searched for a long time, but couldn't find Ye Ziyan.

"Oh, Professor Ye has something to do when she returns to China." Louis waved his hand and looked curiously at Hermione who was drinking butter beer with a puffy face: "You said what kind of butter beer you drink in summer, what's wrong, your little face is so swollen Like a toad..."

"You're the toad!" Hermione waved her small fist at Louis, and turned her eyes to Harry, "Ask him! This prodigal brat actually wants to buy some Firebolts..."

"I just think that looks good, I don't want to buy it..." Harry defended palely, quite like Kong Yiji saying that he didn't steal it.

"Then, if you had money, would you buy it?" Louis asked with a slanted eyebrow.

Harry thought about it carefully, and nodded under Hermione's murderous gaze.

If he had the money, he would definitely buy it.

No Quidditch player could resist a Firebolt, no.

Louis sat down, ordered a Frappuccino for himself and Catherine, and stroked Harry's sleek hair.

Not to mention, the hand feeling is not bad, he knows why Professor McGonagall always likes to touch his head.

Professor McGonagall used /pet on Lewis
"Don't worry, there will be Firebolts sooner or later." Louis almost revealed that someone was going to send him off, but he quickly changed his mind: "As long as you work hard to accumulate enough credits in the class, I think Jin Gallon will have them." , there will be Firebolts, there will be everything."

(End of this chapter)