I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Fifty thousand gold galleons is not a small amount, even for professional golfer Viktor Krum.

No one would dislike having a lot of money on the one hand, and on the other hand, not only the students, but even the professors, it was a huge sum of money.

"I want to participate in this competition!" Ron said viciously, even though his family is not really short of money now.

Thanks to Louis, the family is getting richer day by day. Not only do they not have to ask for money now, but they can also subsidize the family a lot during the holidays. But Ron also wants to earn a lot of money. After all, he can accomplish more when he has money. want to do things.

Hermione looked at Ron worriedly, reached out and grabbed his sleeve: "But, you also heard what Dumbledore said just now, you will die..."

"No matter how dangerous it is, how dangerous is it to go to Aragog's lair?" Ron said indifferently, why hasn't he experienced big storms?Aragog in the Forbidden Forest is so much taller than them...

Back in the day, he also entered the spider's lair and rescued Assistant Teacher Tifa Lockhart. He was also a hardcore ruthless Hogwarts man.But he forgot that if it wasn't for Hermione's timely rescue, half of him would have become spider silk by now, and the other half would have become fertilizer for the forest.

"I also want to participate, to be honest." Fred also said excitedly at the side, he mainly wanted to become a Hogwarts warrior, and then marry Beauxbatons White Formica to reach the pinnacle of life.

It should be said that there are not a few people who think like him, and many people are already gearing up and eager to try.

But reality slapped him mercilessly.

"I know that you are all eager to participate in the Triwizard Tournament and win honor for Hogwarts, but I want to say that you are too happy." Dumbledore was about to start making surprises without any accidents, "But, The participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for this year's competitors, and only students who are 17 years old or older, that is to say—only students who are 17 years old or older are allowed to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament."

"I think this measure is very necessary. Although the Ministry of Magic has taken many protective measures, this activity is still very dangerous. It is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grades to deal with it. I will guarantee that no one Underage students trick our impartial judges into becoming Hogwarts warriors."

When he said this, he took a meaningful look at the Weasley twins: "Therefore, if you are under 17 years old, I suggest you give up this idea as soon as possible."

The twins pursed their lips, obviously disobeying Dumbledore's persuasion-in fact, it would be strange if they could obey the discipline.

The eccentric twins will never bow to the outdated school rules and disciplines!

"As for the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, you can freely choose the dormitories of the four houses during Hogwarts, and you can also choose any seat in any house to eat together during the meal." Dumbledore paused when he said this. For a moment, "The curriculum is the same as the sixth grade students' schedule, and the prefect will distribute the schedule to you later."

"Okay, I've finished what I have to say. Now, according to the usual practice, shouldn't we sing the school song together?" Dumbledore said with a smile, "I always look forward to this stage of the welcome party, after all, there is no more The music is more attractive."

Having said that, Dumbledore raised his hand and waved to everyone: "Get ready!"

With the fall of Dumbledore's voice, the rapid sound of marching drums and the crisp sound of piccolos suddenly sounded in the auditorium.Dumbledore followed the sound and saw Tom and Jerry playing and beating the drums.

"Why is this piece so familiar...?" Vitali suddenly felt a chill down her back, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

That kind of feeling is so strange that I can't say it. The name of this song seems to be on my lips, but I can't say it.

She looked at Louis questioningly, only to find that Louis was looking at her and smiling.

"Do you really want to raise your hands?" Louis asked her with a smile.

Vitali's face darkened, and she seemed to have figured out which song it was - but she still needed to listen to it again to be sure.

Like Vitaly, the female classmates of Beauxbatons looked at each other. The pure-blood wizards were fine, and the Muggle-born wizards had already started to look down for things.

Probably looking for a piece of white cloth?

The sound of the drums was as rapid as raindrops, and the sound of the piccolo became more melodious. Then, the sound of the clarinet and trombone sounded, accompanied by the beat of the cymbals and the big drum, and the students from the four houses also sang the Hogwarts song. school song.

Brother, why is your school song so moral?

Vitaly also figured it out, she looked at Louis with a dark face, isn't this the famous song "Glory of Prussia"?

Louis took out his wand from his pocket, poked her chin, and mouthed, "Hands up!"

Vitali gave him a helpless look, and raised her hands high up, as if surrendering.

"You are so good, you are indeed my little secretary." Louis tapped her face with his wand.

Elizabeth, who was lip-syncing to the side, curled her lips and looked at her scumbag cousin with disgust.

Of course, Louis noticed his cousin's small movements, and he was not angry, but mouthed to Elizabeth in the same way: "I have tone deafness."

Elizabeth was furious, but there was no way to deal with this old scumbag. She gritted her teeth and looked at Louis, wondering if she should cast a spell on him, what to use... um, just use Cruciatus?
Needless to say, the Louis family are all ruthless people, and Elizabeth has already mastered the Unforgivable Curse at a young age. Given time, she must be a talent in prison.

Voldemort had to be regarded as a confidant when he saw him, and he couldn't wait to have a long talk.

The students of Beauxbatons felt the enthusiasm of Hogwarts, and they all pulled their little faces down, while the students of Durmstrang were a little puzzled when they saw that the students of Beauxbatons were not very happy. , It was a classmate who knew more about Muggles and explained to them before they knew what it was, so they sat there hiccupping happily, gloating at the black-faced Busptons.

In fact, Durmstrang is not a boys' school, and Beauxbatons is not a girls' school, but this time Beauxbatons are all girls, but Durmstrang is different, almost half of them are girls.And Durmstrang has a notorious rule, that is, it does not accept Muggle-born wizards.

Of course, this is not a big deal, after all, Headmaster Karkaroff used to be a... well, Death Eater.

Many years ago, Durmstrang also had a slightly famous alumnus, and his name was Gellert Grindelwald.

Well, Grindelwald is sitting at the guest table right now, eating cream cake boredly, indifferent to the school song or the Triwizard Tournament, he only has cream cake in his eyes now.

After the last drum beat, Dumbledore wiped the tears from his eyes and said with emotion: "Music... To be honest, I never thought that our school song chorus would be more exciting every year. Well, now , I ask everyone to return to their dormitories under the leadership of the prefect."

Durmstrang's classmates unanimously chose Slytherin College. After all, the so-called pure-blood college will definitely be compatible with their so-called pure-blood school.

After all, everyone has produced relatively well-known characters, right, such as Grindelwald, such as Voldemort, are relatively well-known dark wizards.

Beauxbatons was more complicated. There were four colleges to choose from. The most beautiful girl actually chose Slytherin, which Louis didn't expect.

But all of this has nothing to do with him, he doesn't live in the dormitory anyway.

As he walked towards the office, Draco blocked his way: "Louis," he asked hastily, "are you not going back to the Slytherin lounge to talk to the freshmen?"

"Okay, Draco, I can leave this matter to you." Louis patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Ah? Me?" Draco was stunned, and after a long while, he said dumbly: "I, can I do it?"

"You can, I'm sure you can do a good job." Louis said kindly.

Draco struggled for a while, and finally made up his mind and nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely complete the task satisfactorily!"

"I don't worry about your work." After giving Draco full affirmation, Louis led the people out of the auditorium.

In the office, Sakuya had already arranged everything he needed for him. When Louis pushed the door in, he couldn't help feeling that the head maid was the head maid, who was so much better than Christasa.

Christaza snorted, but didn't dare to refute anything.

Forget it, it's not a day or two for the master to like the new and dislike the old. Except for Catherine, I don't see him caring about any old people or things.

Louis was also liberated. After his mother came to Hogwarts, he didn't need to teach his classmates Defense Against the Dark Arts class—he just needed to be a small teaching assistant in the future. For him, Being lazy is the best thing.

"I said, why do you want me to teach at Hogwarts so much? That's the idea!" Emma stretched out her jade hand and grabbed Louis' ear, acting like a strict mother: "You boy, like you Younger children should not be lazy!"

Louis rolled his eyes and resorted to a big killer: "You have to let me rest, in case you have a grandson one day, you are not happy?"

Unexpectedly, this method of trying all kinds of tricks on the legendary Sirius-style parents did not work on Emma at all, she became more ruthless in her hands, and almost twisted Louis' ears off: "What grandson, I am only 22 years old this year, how can I be a grandma!"

He made a mistake, and forgot that his mother also traveled through time, not in her 30s like Solanlian, but in her youthful 22 years.

"Besides, you're still a student, and Little Moon is still a student, who are you going to have sex with?" Emma's tone was very unfriendly, almost saying that puppy love is dross.

"Of course it's He Ziyan..." Louis secretly glanced at Ye Ziyan, only to find that the latter's face was flushed by what he said just now.

Emma snorted, looked at Ye Ziyan, then at Louis, and said in a dark tone: "Oh, I forgot about it, my best sister actually surrendered her status quietly, I put you As a younger sister, you actually want me to be your mother-in-law?"

He really deserves to be Snape's most respected senior, perhaps he learned his eccentricity from Emma.

Ye Ziyan really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in at this time, she stomped her feet and ran back to the bedroom.

"Starting tomorrow, your little bastard's lazy plan will succeed." Emma sat on the chair, looked at Louis with her legs crossed, and snorted softly: "Who told me to be a mother? But this The credit system is good and can be gradually introduced into other school years, but... first we must make sure that they are worthy of being introduced into this rule."

Louis looked at his mother in surprise. Didn't he say that she looks like a six-year-old child? Why does she have such an IQ?

Is it possible that this person's feet are off the ground, the virus can't go up, and the smart IQ will occupy the high ground?

"Don't look at me with that look, little bastard." Emma squinted her eyes and looked at her big son: "Do you think I'm a..." She bent her fingers and tapped her temples, compared An international 'retarded' gesture.

"How can it be, Mom." Louis, who is deeply knowledgeable about current affairs, is Junjie. He quickly admitted his mistake and said with a smile: "I'm your own son, how could I think so?"

"That's not guaranteed." Emma snorted twice: "There is nothing that you little guy dare not think about. I just have a little childish hobby. Some aspects are immature because of the lack of soul, and I am not mature enough. It means I'm mentally handicapped."

Louis looked at his mother, and after a while said, "It's hard to say..."

Hey, you kid learned from Old Fourteen, right?
What Louis Unspeakable Mountbatten.

Emma's right hand trembled a little, but she finally suppressed the desire to cast a spell. She took a deep breath and glared at Louis: "Forget it, I'm just a son like you..."

The implication is that the harmonious society saved you.

"Then what are you going to talk about in class tomorrow?" Louis asked curiously, "If I remember correctly, you should teach Little Moon and the others tomorrow?"

"Yes." Emma nodded slightly: "Your class representative is well set up. Later, I will also get a college class representative for each school year in each school. It can also help me relieve a little pressure."

"I think you want to be lazy." Louis frantically died.

Emma glanced at him, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak, you little bastard." She said viciously.

Louis quickly shut up tactfully. He still has a beautiful family and two beautiful girlfriends. He doesn't want to die young.

Of course, the biggest reason why he shut up was because Catherine held his shoulder.

Xiu'er, sit down.