I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 248 French Arms
Some magical animals are always picky eaters, especially some hobbies that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve. Perhaps this is why magical animals are more difficult to raise.

Of course, it's just a small guess.

The students were discussing in private, not about the tall horses at the door, but about how big Durmstrang's horses would be.

A small number of students had been secretly staring at Beauxbaton's big sisters, and some even stared blatantly across the Gryffindor table.The girls in the lower grades sat there and kept curling their lips, looking at their bodies like bean sprouts, and at the bodies of Beauxbaton's big sisters, they began to feel more and more sour.

The sour smell did not last long, for Durmstrang's men also entered.

Durmstrang is in Eastern Europe, and the people there are tall and tall, and both men and women are the same.It should be said that thanks to their relatively unruly education style, the temperament of this group of people is also slightly gloomy, more like gangsters and thieves than a group of wizard students.

"It's Krum! Viktor Krum!" Ron yelled out, but fortunately his voice was very low, so no one noticed him.

By the way, Ron is Krum's little fanboy, I hope he won't feel disillusioned when Krum looks at Hermione after a while.

Harry next to him also seemed a little excited. Krum's brilliant performance in the World Cup and the excellent Ronsky fake action had already conquered him.

"For God's sake, my God, Ron, can't you stop?" Hermione said, rolling her eyes. "Just a Quidditch player, why are you so excited?"

"'Just a Quidditch player'? Merlin's beard, Harry, listen to her tone!" Ron stared blankly at Hermione, completely unbelievable that her 37-degree lips could say such indifferent words Words: "He's one of the best Seekers in the world, Merlin's sock, I didn't expect him to be a student like us... oh my god..."

Durmstrang's delegation all wore a kind of shaggy fur cloak, but the leader wore a smooth, silver-white fur cloak that looked as silky and smooth as his hair.

"Dumbledore!" cried the man enthusiastically, as he came up the slope. "My dear old chap, how are you doing?"

"Very well, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

Karkaroff's voice was mellow and sweet. He walked up to Dumbledore, opened his arms and gave the old man a warm hug.His hair wasn't all white, but black and white—not gray like normal, but black and white so distinct that it felt like a skunk had become a ghost.

What kind of sexual transfer Kailu, can you connect Karkaroff's head to someone else?

The connector overlord, right?

"Dear old fellow - Hogwarts." Karkaroff looked up at the ceiling of the auditorium, smiling with a look of nostalgia—but there was no smile in his eyes, and he was still indifferent And sharp, that smile never reached his eyes, "It's so good to be here, so good... Viktor, come here and warm up, Dumbledore, don't you mind? Hey, you know, Victor is my favorite student, he has a bit of a cold, I'm worried..."

Karkaroff signaled Viktor Krum to come forward, those two thick and black eyebrows really make people wonder if he is your distant grandson who has been lost for many years.

At the same time, there was another commotion, and even a few senior female students began to rummage through their bags, trying to find something for Krum to sign.

"I didn't expect him to be a student." Draco muttered aside.

Louis said with a smile: "It's nothing unusual, everyone came from the school days."

"Exactly." Draco chuckled, then turned his head to Beauxbaton College not far away.

Louis noticed Draco's gaze, and he looked over there, just in time to see Fleur who was stretching. The exquisite and graceful curves were indeed a bit tempting - Louis knew that she was from a Veela.

"Tell me, which one do you like?" He asked with concern.

Draco shook his head and looked away: "I just think there's something wrong with the prettiest girl in Beauxbatons..."

"Could it be that you fell in love with him?" Pan Xi joked on the sidelines, and at the same time muttered in his heart that it was impossible, we little dragons would only like that one forever...

The rotten girl is really hopeless...

Draco was stunned, and immediately retorted: "How is it possible? I'm not a face control... I just think she's a bit weird. Logically speaking, I seldom have a good impression of someone because of her looks, but she is an exception... "

This is the truth, you can see that Miss Watson was so beautiful back then and Draco was not impressed...

It's far away, in fact, it is true, Draco first looks at bloodlines when looking at people, and doesn't look at faces.

"And you said you didn't have a crush on her?" Pan Xi laughed strangely twice, looking like a run on.

Louis patted Draco on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are right, Draco, do you remember the mascot of Bulgaria during the World Cup?"

Draco recalled it carefully, "Vela?" he asked in surprise.

"Yes, this girl has Veela blood." Louis said with a smile, "so you have an inexplicable affection for her, not because you like her, but because of her natural charm, you can discover this , I am very pleased."

Draco froze for a moment, and then said happily: "Alright, Louis, you finally praised me..."

There were three full stops in Louis' mind.

These two idiots...why are they even more stupid than Potter now?

He looked back at Harry and Ron who were smirking at Krum, then at Draco, and said with some disgust: "I think you should play with Pott and Ron, you three are like Two idiots..."

Pansy grumbled, amused by what Louis said, and she actually thought Draco was quite an idiot.

At this time, Dumbledore had already arranged the seats where the Durmstrang students should sit, and Karkaroff also took the guest seat, sitting on both sides of Dumbledore with Mrs. Maxim.

At the same time, Hagrid also walked in with the first-year freshmen. Behind him, there was a child wrapped in Hagrid's moleskin coat. The coat was too big for him. The quilt covered in winter is even bigger.

Different from the terrified expressions of his classmates, this kid's expression showed no fear at all, but was extremely excited. When he looked around and turned to Gryffindor, he raised two Thumbs up, mouthing: "I fell into the lake!"

"This kid is definitely a Gryffindor, an out-and-out Gryffindor." Louis said firmly.

"Why do you say that?" Catherine asked curiously. She also noticed this unusual kid—it should be said that everyone present noticed this guy.

"This kind of heartless character can only be possessed by an out-and-out Gryffindor." Louis smiled and said the definition of prejudice.

Catherine gave him a slight white look and said nothing.

At this time, Professor McGonagall came to the freshmen with a worn-out sorting hat as in previous years, put down a three-legged stool in front of them, and put the hat on it.This novel ritual quickly attracted the attention of the other two college students, who were staring at the hat intently with curiosity in their eyes.

At this time, the hat suddenly opened its mouth and sang a nonsense song.

"That was more than 1000 years ago. I had just been woven into shape. There were four famous wizards whose names have been handed down to this day:
Brave Gryffindor...

……

I'm going to take a look at your head and determine which house you belong to! "

After the Sorting Hat sang, there was warm applause in the auditorium, and Draco said to Pansy, "This is not the song it sang last year. This guy sings a different song every year."

"I think his life must be dull and boring." Pansy said with a smile, wondering if he should find something for the hat, such as making up a little story or something?

It's too bad, so I'll hit it with my fist.

At this time, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment, she stretched out her hand to support her glasses, and said loudly: "Whoever's name I call, put the hat on his head, sit on the stool, and wait for the hat to be announced." College, just go and sit in the corresponding college seat—see? The yellow one is Hufflepuff, the blue one is Ravenclaw, the red one is Gryffindor, and the green one is Slytherin. Don't go wrong!"

After speaking, she glanced at the parchment and read aloud:
"Hannah Ai..."

Immediately afterwards, Professor McGonagall also realized that she smiled awkwardly but politely: "Sorry, I took the wrong list... This was used four years ago, well, I want to apologize again, Ai Bo Classmate, please sit down."

Hannah was also taken aback for a while, and the little girl with two ponytails even started to think about whether she should be re-sorted again.

At this time, Professor McGonagall changed a piece of parchment and read aloud: "Stuart Ackley!"

A boy stepped forward, and what could be seen was that the little guy was shaking all over. He didn't know whether he was afraid of the hat or he had just been frozen. In short, he was shaking like chaff, looking pitiful.

After Professor McGonagall comforted him softly, he put the hat on his head.

"Ravenclaw!" the Hat yelled.

There was a burst of applause from the Ravenclaw seat, and Louis felt someone touching his arm, and when he turned his head, it was Catherine.

She pouted and motioned Louis to look over there.

Louis looked in the direction indicated by Catherine and saw Harry who was staring straight at Ravenclaw House. He followed Harry's gaze and saw Zhang Qiu.

"Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it's the season for animals to breed again. The air in the mountains and forests is filled with the smell of hormones..." Louis said in a low voice, and then he and Catherine looked at each other, and laughed out loud at the same time.

"Silly fawn." Catherine gave Louis a bundle of autumn spinach.

It has to be said that this sister is getting more and more proficient, and she is always very careful when it comes to hooking up with Louis.

"Harry! Harry!" Draco called him loudly, and it took a long time for Harry to come back to his senses, looking at Draco with confused eyes, not knowing what he told him to do.

"The eyes are almost flying away!" Draco teased his old friend Harry uncontrollably: "Or, do you want to be transferred to Ravenclaw? My God, why did you become a traitor in Gryffindor? "

"Gryffindor doesn't know this man." George teased loudly, Fred was not far behind, and said to Harry with a smile: "If you like him, go after him boldly..."

Harry's face turned red instantly, and Ginny, who was not far away from him, had already drawn out her wand, looking like she was alive.

She didn't mind giving Harry a performance of breaking his body to pieces on the spot. In front of the public, this Harry dared to look at other women, it was really...unforgivable!
Is it really so beautiful?Ginny looked over there, saw Zhang Qiu who was smiling brightly, and smacked her lips with disdain.

It's really not as good-looking as her, it's just a little more exotic.

Ginny is really not confident. In fact, she is really pretty. Unlike the simple and honest little chubby girl in the movie, Ginny here has a bit of Sophie Marceau's charm, somewhat pure The meaning of Desire Little Beauty.

"What... what peeping, wizard thing, can it be called peeking?" Harry argued, his neck was tense, his face was red and his neck was thick, and then he said a bunch of messy words, saying that he wasn't watching The girl, after a while, said that the man was very similar to his childhood neighbor, and for a while the Gryffindor and Slytherin seats were filled with cheerful air.

Fortunately, Ginny was more magnanimous, and didn't pay too much attention to this little episode. She just told Harry that she would see her at the Room of Requirement tonight.

Compared with the warm welcome from other houses, the welcome from Slytherin House is more subtle. They all sat upright, and when the Sorting Hat called out the name of Slytherin House, they applauded gracefully and implicitly, nodding at the new students Compliments, but it has caused a lot of psychological pressure on the freshmen.

I have long heard that Slytherin House is relatively inconvenient, and this time I have learned it.

"When will the banquet start? My saliva is about to flow out..." Ron complained lying on the table. He hadn't eaten all afternoon and was just waiting for a good meal at the welcome banquet for freshmen, but obviously He was pushing a little too hard, and now he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

"I said, Ron, the sorting ceremony is much more important than eating," said Nearly Headless Nick.

Ron rolled his eyes: "You are dead, of course you would say that..."

Louis quietly took out a baguette from the space pocket, first slapped Vitale on the shoulder, and then turned around and handed the baguette to Ron under her mournful gaze.

"Try it, fresh French munitions, you will be interested."

(End of this chapter)