I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 186 Giving birth to you is worse than giving birth to a Yorkshire pudding

Chapter 186 Giving birth to you is worse than giving birth to a Yorkshire pudding

As we all know, the two subjects Hermione is not good at are flying and divination.

Probably the opposite of Elizabeth, Hermione is really not good at this kind of vehicle.

Hermione, unable to control a broomstick, thought that she would be cut off from the sky for the rest of her life, but she never expected that Hagrid's Hippogriff rescued her.

It's very urgent, okay.

Hermione, who was flying freely in the sky, experienced such a sense of open-mindedness for the first time, which was unmatched by anything.

It's completely different from flying an airplane.

Human beings are born with yearning and longing for the sky, but being in an iron box and feeling the air freely are two completely different feelings. Hermione screamed and smiled happily. The last time she was so happy was the last time.

Until the landing, Hermione's little face was flushed red, with an unfinished look.

"I can tell you're so happy, Hermione," Hagrid told her, smiling, as he pulled her off the hippogriff and put her on the ground.

Hermione also responded with a happy smile: "Of course, I never thought that one day I would be able to fly around in the sky—of course, flying doesn't count."

It took a long time for the excitement to subside. Hermione looked at the big guys in front of her intoxicatedly, and was still thinking about when she would fly up again.

The class was very successful. Except for Crabbe and Goyle, almost everyone was recognized by the Hippogriff, and they all went up and rode around.

This time, even Draco had to change his mind about Hagrid - at least the big man's class was not as boring as he imagined, and it was... not bad, I won't admit it was interesting!

Looking at the smiling Harry trio, Draco became arrogant for no reason.

Louis returned to the office after the day's class, and found that Catherine's little face was more serious than at noon.

"Are you still angry?" Louis asked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Catherine pounced on him, hugged him in her arms, and greedily breathed in his breath.

"What's the matter?" Louis asked in surprise, it was the first time seeing Catherine with such a straight ball.

Vitaly said leisurely from the side: "It's not because you asked for leave, the Boggart that Professor Lupine made... Tsk tsk, Catherine passed out from fright..."

"Huh?" Louis looked down at Catherine, who was still burying her head on his chest, and asked puzzledly, "What did she see? She fainted from fright? No way..."

He still couldn't believe it, what was it that could scare Catherine into a faint?
"It's your corpse." Vitaly said gloatingly, "I really didn't expect her Boggart to be that kind of thing... Tsk tsk, a woman with a brain in love..."

Before she finished speaking, Christasa gagged her mouth with tape.

She could only struggle in vain with a "woo woo woo" and could not make any sound.

"Okay, Boggart is a fake, am I good?" Louis rubbed Catherine's blond hair and comforted him with a smile. After a long time, Catherine reluctantly left his embrace and swept the A glance at Vitaly, but those slightly red and swollen eyes really didn't have any deterrent effect, on the contrary, it destroyed the serious feeling.

Emeris sent Ye Ziyan's letter, to the effect that there was something wrong with Siris and she couldn't leave for the time being, and she would not be able to return until some time later.Louis didn't care too much, he wrote "Understood" casually, and asked Emory to send it there.

If Emeris knew that the master would let her go there just to send three words, she might not be able to solve this problem with a meal of rats.

Speaking of owls, Hermione's Amy and Crookshanks are always fighting recently. The cat with a ginger pancake face has a sour temper. I don't see that my little master has other cats outside... an owl.

It turned out that Crookshanks liked to stare at Ron's Banban and bully him, but now it's a good thing. Now Crookshanks has no time to take care of Banban, and the greatest pleasure every day is to tease Amy until she is driven out of the cage .

It only knows that it has won, but it doesn't know that Amy is actually only here to deliver the letter, and she originally lived in the owl shack.

Louis took half a month's leave in a row, so his class was temporarily represented by Lupine. After the first class passed, Harry's mood became less beautiful. When he came from Professor Lupin's office After coming out, that bad mood got worse.

This kind of donkey face continued until the weekend, when everyone went to Hogsmeade on this weekend, it evolved to the point of leading the big brother.

"Professor McGonagall, I, I don't know why, why didn't you let me go to Hogsmeade Village?" Harry asked Professor McGonagall loudly, blushing, "Obviously I also have a guardian's signature, you see, even my uncle They all agreed that I should go to Hogsmeade!"

"I'm sorry, child, you are the key protection object of the Ministry of Magic, and Sirius Black is at large, I can't let you take risks." Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with pity, why did she want to hold Harry in Hogwarts? Ci?
She really didn't want to be this villain.

Crazed, Harry ran to the Room of Requirement to vent until he was exhausted.

When he came out, he happened to see Lupine.

"Would you mind talking to me, Harry?"

Not to mention what Harry and Lupine had said, just Hogsmeade.

As a professor, Louis can naturally enter the Three Broomsticks Bar, together with Catherine.

After all, Scotland in September is still frosty and dewy. Facing the cool air in the early morning, the two entered the bar.

The proprietress, Ms. Rosmerta, is a charming lady, not like in the movie, but more like Monica Bellucci in the beautiful legend of Sicily, her mature charm is only half inferior to that of Solanian .

Of course, Solanian was also sitting at the bar.

Seeing Louis and Catherine walking in, Solanlian walked over, touched Catherine's head, kissed her on the cheek, touched Louis' face again, and kissed the corner of Louis's lips with red lips.

This woman is so good.

"This is your daughter? She has grown up so much..." Ms. Rosmerta exclaimed, "It should be said that she is much more beautiful than when you were young."

"The waves behind the Thames push the waves ahead. My daughter is prettier than me. It's something to be happy about." Solanlian glanced at Louis captivatedly, but when she turned her head to look at Ms. Rosmerta Put on a serious face: "This little man is Emma's son."

"It really looks like her." Ms. Rosmerta smiled and mixed two glasses of juice: "Ms. Charm's son is also a heartthrob, but he is so dedicated to your daughter. It seems that your daughter also Twice."

"Of course, I don't want to see whose daughter it is." Solanlian's expression was extremely smug.

The two juniors just greeted Ms. Rosmerta politely and then sat in the single room beside them. They really didn't want to talk to the old fox Solanlian.

It should be said that there are no bones left that don't want to be gnawed by this flat-headed honeypot.

It is Slytherin's instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

But they both forgot that trouble will find itself.

When the guests gradually filled the bar, the door of the single room was opened by Solanlian, and she sat beside Catherine with a gust of fragrance.

"So, my good daughter was completely abducted by you?" Solanlian looked at Louis unkindly, then turned to Catherine and asked, "I didn't say that I would go home to accompany me during the whole summer vacation." This empty-nester old man, I really raised you for nothing!"

"A raw Yorkshire pudding is better than raw you," Louis said.

"That's right! Raw Yorkshire pudding is worse than you!" Solanian said, sweeping Louis with the corner of her eyes.

Louis felt a little foot on his leg.

"Hmph, I will be teased by you every time I go home, so I won't go back, I have Mr. Deer now!" Catherine snorted, expressing a demonstration against her not too old mother.

"Then I'm so sad." Solanlian made a sad expression: "If your Aunt Emma is alive, she will definitely laugh at me when she sees you treating me like this."

"That's your own fault, Lian." Louis interrupted while watching the excitement.

The mother and daughter bickered all morning, and it ended in Solanlian's victory.

Angrily, Catherine dragged Louis away from the Three Broomsticks. She swore that the next time she came to Hogsmeade, she would turn around and leave when she saw Solanlian.

It's better than being cleaned up like this.

Louis is used to the days when these two mothers and daughters quarrel when they meet, and now he even doubts whether Cassandra of the two of them will be like Catherine in the future.

Little tree, if you don't repair the little tree, you won't be able to go straight, so just give it a good education when the time comes.

When he returned to Hogwarts, Harry was completely autistic, sitting in the great hall very dejectedly, with a look of who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do.

After seeing the little friends coming back, Harry started to drag them to vomit bitterness, secretly rubbed his guns and sticks and started to say that Hogwarts is strictly controlled, and then transferred to the Ministry of Magic, this time he was not very angry In the end, it was transferred to poor Sirius Black, with extremely high mother content.

"Why! Why did he betray my parents!" Harry was spartan, holding his head and shouting frantically.

Everyone didn't have any definite answers to comfort him, and could only accompany him through this heart-wrenching time.

Fortunately, Harry was heartless and walked out quickly. Young man, the sadness is only temporary, and it will be quick to vent it.

When they walked back, they found that the corridors and stairs in front of the Gryffindor lounge were full of people, surrounded by the portrait of the Fat Lady, and did not go in.

"Why are they surrounding here and not going in?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Harry looked over the head, the portrait seemed to be closed.

"Please let me pass." This was Percy's voice, and he came out of the crowd in a proud manner: "Why are you stuck here? You all don't necessarily forget passwords like Neville—I'm sorry, I It's the president of the student council, please let me—"

The crowd fell silent, from the front, so it was like a cold snap spreading down the corridor, and they heard Percy's voice, suddenly sharp.

"Quick—go to the principal's office on the eighth floor and invite Professor Dumbledore!"

The tone of these words is a bit like going to the west to invite Buddha Nei Wei'er.

Louis was also in the crowd, and he couldn't see clearly due to his height advantage.He looked around and asked Ron, "How do you look in your eyes?"

"Huh? Hermione's eyes are the best, but I'm actually average." Ron subconsciously said modestly.

"You want me to hold her? I'm fine." Louis shrugged.

Ron blushed, he didn't want a flirt like Louis to hold Hermione.He quickly said: "Okay, then my eyesight is the best, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it's to lift you up to see what's going on in front of you!" Louis said bitterly.

Ron, who was lifted up, had a good view and could easily see what was going on. He shouted: "I'm bloody hell, there are several scratches on the fat lady's portrait... Oh my god, Harry..."

Louis put him down and saw Ron shaking Harry in horror: "That scratch... looks like a big dog, my God, do you remember your tea?"

"Of course I remember...but this..." Harry was stunned. No matter how much he deceived himself, he couldn't deny that the big black dog of tea was coming true. This big dog was coming towards the Gryffindor lounge, obviously It's aimed at him... It's almost inseparable!
After a while, Dumbledore arrived. He looked at the students seriously, and the students subconsciously moved out of the way.It was then that everyone could see what had happened to the portrait of the Fat Lady - fragments of canvas were scattered all over the floor, large pieces of canvas were completely torn from the frame, and Dumbledore took a quick look at the damaged painting Finally, he said to Professor McGonagall: "Professor McGonagall, please go to Filch immediately and tell him to look for the fat lady on every painting in the castle."

"You're in luck," said a hoarse voice above them, and they all looked up to see Peeves, singing and dancing like hell.

After all, this guy is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Now seeing this scene, not setting off a few strenuous fireworks is already the most restrained expression of him.

"What do you mean, Peeves?" Professor Dumbledore asked blankly.

Peeves immediately stood still, even his smile faded away, and he put on a slightly obsequious smile, and said in a slippery tone: "Oh, my dear Mr. Professor, of course I know the location of the fat lady." , She was really frightened, and now she happens to be hiding in the landscape painting on the fifth floor, hiding among the trees, my professor head sir."

"Poor thing," he added, without seeming to feel pathetic or sympathetic.

"Did she say who did it?" Dumbledore asked quietly.

Peeves was very angry, he laughed: "Of course she said, she wouldn't let him in, he was very annoyed, you know - he has a really bad temper, isn't he? That Sirius Black..."

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like