I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 226 Three Years Old
Mr. Bagman expressed his sincere regret that Dumbledore was not a fan of the Hornets. He was really excited just now.

Louis looked along where Mr. Weasley came. Percy was chatting with a meticulously dressed man. He looked very excited, just like seeing a girl in the fan circle of idol. Louis always felt that he wanted to Sitting on the ground 〇〇.

It seems that there is more or less that trend, in short... a little blind.

But having said that, Louis can more or less understand why Percy admired Barty Crouch so much. You can directly carry your bag to be your housekeeper... assistant.

Percy himself is a person who pursues rules, so it is not too strange that he admires Barty Crouch.

Mr. Crouch left quickly, perhaps because he saw Dumbledore, for some reason, he seemed to be avoiding Dumbledore on purpose.

"That guy seems to be avoiding you, Professor Dumbledore." Louis tugged at Dumbledore's long beard and pointed in the direction Mr. Crouch left.

"Huh? Hmm..." Dumbledore followed the direction of Louis' finger and chuckled softly, "He might have done something bad, so he was a little guilty. I think he definitely avoided me on purpose, what do you think? Louis?"

Louis discovered that Dumbledore's sense of smell was surprisingly keen. Did he know about Barty Crouch Jr.'s escape from prison?So he asked curiously, "Do you know what he did?"

"I don't know, I can guess." Dumbledore shrugged and gave Louis a mysterious smile, "There are some things that don't need to be investigated, are you? Louis?"

"Yes...isn't it." Louis wondered if you were addicted to riddles?

He decided to ignore Dumbledore, who had a bad taste, for the time being. As soon as he turned around, he heard Fred and George laughing wildly. Xi Ze's face was flushed red, she lowered her head and kept wiping the clothes on her body, as if there was something dirty that couldn't be cleaned.

"Wetherby, your robe is not dirty, so you don't need to clean it like this." George reminded in a 'kindly' way. As soon as the words fell, he and Fred looked at each other and laughed even more happily.

Percy lowered his head and rubbed his robes vigorously, wishing he could find a crack in the floor.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked curiously as he walked over.

George and Fred said in a hurry: "You didn't pay attention just now, I mean—" "I mean Percy, yes, Percy just met his idol—" "Yes , the Ministry of Magic official named Barty Crouch, you can never imagine how that Mr. Crouch called his loyal little fan."

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Oh, thank you, thank you, Wetherby..."

Now it's not just the twins, Bill and Charlie also laughed, and the air was filled with joy for a while.

Percy lowered his head even deeper, and Louis really suspected that this kid was going to perish in silence, either by breaking out in silence.

After laughing for a while, Fred grabbed Mr. Weasley and asked, "Is there anything going on at Hogwarts? Dad? What did you just say?"

"You'll find out soon enough," said Mr. Weasley, laughing.

"It's a secret, and we won't know until the Ministry decides to make it public." Percy heard the opportunity to change the subject, and said hastily, trying to save his image, "Mr. Crouch can't leak secrets at will. It’s the right thing to do.”

"Oh, keep your mouth shut, Wetherby," said Fred.

……

Dumbledore's two brothers also lived with everyone at the sincere invitation of Louis.Now it seems that they are not like Hou Mou, but like good brothers.

Aunt Molly has a positive attitude towards this matter. She is very happy. When she was in the Order of the Phoenix, she was basically responsible for cooking—even if there were house-elves, they would still be affected by Aunt Molly's enthusiastic offensive. Back down.

Emma's childishness is very serious, and she now likes to play with young people very much-this is high EQ, low EQ is like a three-year-old child.

According to her, her surname was actually "Yin" on her ID card, so...Louis nicknamed her Yin Sansui.

Then I was hung up and thrown by my mother for more than ten minutes. It is true that the mother is kind and the son is filial.

Ye Ziyan gloated at the side for a long time, and when he went to bed at night, Ye Ziyan regretted why he owed Luis the schadenfreude.

The next morning, Louis did not get up, but stayed in bed until the afternoon.The game is held in the evening, so the day is still tough.

Everyone was bored and began to sit in the room in two groups to play wizard legends. Emma saw such a cool game and yelled that she wanted to play too. Louis had no choice but to give up his seat and let her and So Lan Lian played against each other, while she played poker with George's buddies.

The sticker kind.

As the afternoon wore on, a feeling called excitement began to spread throughout the camp, and even the people playing in the house felt the pervasive atmosphere.Louis looked at the brothers who were covered with notes in front of him, and made an appointment to fight again when he came back.

Looking at Charlie's eyes, it was obvious that he hadn't played enough. Bill's eyes were aggressive, and he was obviously not convinced by the fact that the note was posted on his face.

Be sure to find a place next time!He thought viciously, preparing to practice his poker skills hard.

At dusk, even the still summer air seemed to tremble in nervous anticipation, a quadrennial event, and when night fell, the last vestiges of camouflage disappeared: the Ministry seemed to succumb to the inevitable The tendency to stop fighting people and allow the obvious signs of magic to pop up everywhere.

Every few steps, apparated peddlers descended from the sky, carrying trays and pushing carts full of oddities and oddities.There are illuminated rosettes - green for Ireland, red for Bulgaria - and scream the players' names.

There are tall green hats decorated with shamrocks dancing in the wind; Bulgarian ribbons with lions that actually roar; flags of two countries that play their national anthems when they are waved; and real flying ones. Firebolt miniatures; there are collectible figurines of famous players that walk around in the palm of your hand, looking smug.

"Saved up all summer's pocket money for this moment," Ron said to Harry, shopping for souvenirs, as they strolled leisurely through the hawkers.

Ron bought a dancing shamrock hat and a big green rose badge, but he also bought a small statuette of Bulgarian Seeker Viktor Krum.The tiny Krum walked up and down in Ron's hand, frowning at the green badge above him.

Louis didn't buy anything, but his mother Emma bought a lot of things, followed by Christaza—since Emma appeared, Christaza has almost become her exclusive maid, following behind her Carrying big and small bags, Emma is also like a little girl, who finds everything novel and wants to buy everything to play with.

She now has a whistle on her lips, a dancing clover fur on her head, and a green Irish badge pinned to her chest, with a green ribbon representing Ireland, and the badge still screams the names of the team members.

"Beep—beep—" Emma blew the whistle happily. The whistle was opened and retracted. It looked very interesting. Sirius followed behind and looked dotingly at the four who suppressed them A scary senior who drank water, with the appearance of an old father.

But Emma obviously didn't appreciate him, and even hated him a little bit—probably because this guy always pretended to be deep and melancholy intentionally or unintentionally.

To be honest, Sirius can be regarded as a real melancholy man now, his blue eyes are much more melancholy than Tony Leung and Dou Sen tied together - besides, Sirius is also more elegant than the two of them.

"Mom, what did you buy?" Louis asked curiously, looking at his mother who had gained a lot.

Emma didn't answer, but just blew a whistle, shaking the toy that Louis couldn't name, which looked like a rotating wooden frame, and looked at her good son excitedly.

Louis slapped his face, it was really hopeless, hopeless...

How can you be more childish than Aveiro?
He could only turn his head and prayed to Solanlian: "Sister Lian, you must be careful about my mother... don't let her be trafficked."

Solanlian rolled her two big eyes, snorted and said, "Do you think she is a three-year-old? She can still be abducted..."

Louis sneaked into Solanlian's ear, and said softly: "As far as her current mind is concerned, I think she is a three-year-old child. I have no doubt that someone is abducting her now, and she will help others count money……"

He didn't dare to say it loudly, if Emma heard this, Bao Buqi would have to give him a fuchsia set meal in front of so many people.

When he finished speaking, his eyes flicked across Solanlian's shoulders, and he happened to see Dumbledore who was also childish.

He was dressed similarly to Emma, ​​followed by Grindelwald with an expression of "I don't know him", Grindelwald walked very fast, walking to Louis' side in three steps and two steps, look Emma, ​​who was blowing the whistle in front, looked at Dumbledore who was blowing the whistle behind, and asked in a low voice, "I said Louis, do you think that your mother is a bit like Dumbledore?"

Upon hearing this, Louis looked at his own mother, then at Dumbledore, and asked puzzledly, "It's quite similar, but why are you asking this?"

Grindelwald shrugged: "Do you think, um, think about it, is there such a possibility that your mother is actually Dumbledore's...cough, illegitimate daughter?"

"How is it possible, stop talking nonsense, my mother is from Siris..." Louis said so, but after Grindelwald interrupted him, he also murmured a little.

Did Grindelwald really guess right?Otherwise, why do these two people look so alike, both childish.

Seeing that Grindelwald had slipped away, Dumbledore quickly walked up to Emma and interacted with her with a smile. They looked very loving, and those who didn't know thought it was the naughty grandpa coaxing the little granddaughter Play together.

Family happiness to the extreme.

After all the buying of small toys, everyone's wallets are now much empty. Bill, Charlie and Ginny have all bought green Irish sports badges, and Mr. Weasley is holding up an Irish flag, as are Fred and George. They have a lot of money, so they buy things in big and small bags, which seems to be a bumper harvest.

At this time, somewhere far away in the woods came the sound of a low-pitched gong, and immediately, thousands of red and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, illuminating the way to the arena.

Louis looked at these kites. The red ones were okay. He was used to seeing red lanterns since he was a child, but what the hell are the green ones?The green lantern hung high in front of it, it looked like a lantern from the underworld, extremely creepy.

This is also for Westerners. If the people of Seris saw such a scene in front of them, they might think that this road leads to the underworld.

Ye Ziyan obviously thought so. She looked at the tall lantern in front of her hesitantly, then turned to Louis and said, "Louis, do you think this lantern...well, it's a little weird?"

"I remember that there are no green lanterns in Seris culture." Louis said through gritted teeth. "If I remember correctly, green lanterns generally represent ominous conditions. For example, the green lanterns hanging in the underworld..."

Ye Ziyan thought about it for a while, and shivered involuntarily.

Louis put his arms around her waist and said softly, "It's okay, don't be afraid, isn't it just a green lantern, and it's not Avada, what are you afraid of? Or, let Little Moon give you some fierce fire to cheer you up?"

As he spoke, he looked at Catherine on one side, and climbed up Catherine's slender waist with his other hand.With both hands in this way, his head rested on the shoulders of the two women, sniffing left and smelling right, like a hooligan.

"Stupid." Catherine gave Louis a white look, but didn't answer - she just pretended that Louis' words were just to add to the fun.

Seriously she loses.

Louis smashed the shoulders of the two with his chin, and continued to look at the green lanterns with a smile, feeling uncomfortable again.

I said, can you westerners learn the culture of Seris well?
What?I'm a westerner too?That's fine.

"It's time!" Mr. Weasley said excitedly. He no longer seemed to be as serious as before, but was as excited as everyone else. "Hurry up, let's go."

(End of this chapter)