I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 278 Hermione Who Was Thrown Into the Snowdrift
The effect of the energy potion is very good, and Louis feels that he has never been so energetic.

The potion is bad, but the effect is good. This feeling is very weird. For some reason, Louis always has the urge to "that's weird, let's take another sip".

Catherine was gloating on the sidelines, but she didn't want Emma to stuff the remaining half bottle of potion into her hands.

"You have to drink a little, or you will be very sleepy at night." Emma urged earnestly.

Louis watched Catherine frowning and picked up the bottle, seeing that she obviously didn't want to drink, but she didn't dare to disobey Emma's wishes, so she could only close her eyes, and raised her head to take a sip with a heroic look. Dry.

"How does it taste?" Louis asked gloatingly.

"It's okay." Catherine said without changing her expression, and when Emma turned to go out, she immediately changed into a bitter melon face.

As soon as Emma left, everyone else followed, leaving only Catherine and Louise in the house.

Louis couldn't hold back anymore, sat on the bed and laughed loudly: "So you've been holding on, I thought you really thought that thing tasted good..."

"It's not like you didn't drink it, so you don't know what it tastes like?" Catherine rolled his eyes at him, and complained, "Aunt Emma is really too, I'm obviously not sleepy..."

"It's still pretending to be like that." Louis laughed, "Look at you, you are so cowardly, if you don't like drinking, just tell me, why don't you dare to have a fight with your mother?"

"I want to have a fight with you!" Catherine was in a hurry, she jumped up and threw Louis onto the bed, gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Tell me, what punishment do you want!"

"Come on, I won't resist." Louis spread his limbs and pretended to lie flat, "Don't take pity on me just because I'm a delicate flower..."

He was answered with a muffled "boom", and Catherine punched him in the chest.

Louis coughed twice. Seeing that Catherine was about to hit him, he quickly reached out and grabbed her small fist: "What are you doing, you want to murder your husband!"

"Murder you as soon as possible, so that I don't have to worry about it!" Catherine struggled twice but failed to break free from Louis' shackles. In a hurry, she leaned over and bit Louis' neck.

"Ouch, you loose your mouth, you vicious snake..."

It did hurt a bit, the senior didn't show any mercy at all, Louis felt like his flesh was about to be bitten off.

"It hurts, it hurts! Let me go!" Louis wanted to try his best to break free, but he was afraid of hurting Catherine, so he could only beg for mercy with soft words.

Catherine snorted arrogantly in a nasal voice, and said vaguely: "Do you still dare in the future!"

"Don't dare, dare not..." Louis said sincerely.

"Do you still dare to bully me in the future?" Catherine continued to ask.

"Of course you dare!" Louis said confidently, taking advantage of Catherine's dazed effort, he turned his head away from Catherine's silver teeth.

Of course he would not let go of this good opportunity because he changed his shape. He turned over and held Catherine down, and gave a villainous smile: "Jie Jie, Ms. Walley, it seems... now you are the one who has the upper hand. "

But what he didn't expect was that Catherine didn't struggle to resist, but turned over obediently, arched the peach slightly, posed a curvy posture, and asked in a very sweet voice with her head sideways. Said: "Then, how will my Mr. Deer punish the disobedient Wally?"

Louis's face froze, and he suppressed the ignorance that suddenly burst out in his heart, and patted her waist: "Forget it, forget it, you are amazing, get up quickly, you have to go to the auditorium soon, If there is any punishment, I will talk about it when I come back tonight..."

"Hmph." Catherine turned to face him, stretched out her slender hands, grabbed Louis by the collar, and brought his face closer, "Remember what you said, my Mr. Deer, the disobedient Walley is here Looking forward to it~"

"Okay, okay..." Louis jumped up like an electric shock, hunched over like a shrimp, and it took a long time before he could return to his normal standing.

A certain author named Zhang Mouhua once said that some places are too straight and some places have to be bent.

Since it was Christmas, the family didn't plan to eat by themselves in the office, but chose to enjoy the lunch carefully prepared by the house elves in the auditorium with everyone.

There are piles of turkeys on the table, and a variety of desserts, such as Christmas pudding, gingerbread, eggnog, and cribbage wizard shortbread, it is simply dazzling.

Louis noticed Harry leaning in Lirastrasza's arms with a lifeless face, and beside him were students from various colleges who were peeping at him enviously.

In front of Harry, there is a mountain of food, no need to ask...it must be Dobby's masterpiece, and the rules at Hogwarts...are also the rules that Louis suggested to Snape after he entered school, that is, it is not allowed Leftovers, eat as much as you can.

It is conceivable that Harry has nothing to love in his life.

"Merry Christmas, Harry, Lila... Oh, and Ron, Hermione." Louis greeted everyone with a smile, and took out four pieces of chocolate from his arms, with the words "Happy Christmas" written on them Son.

Generally speaking, there is a misunderstanding among the later generations of Sires, that is, they think that the so-called "Merry Christmas" is a unique and fixed sentence pattern, but in fact it is not. The earliest usage of merry is said to come from the works of the great writer Dickens, because He used it a lot, and it became a trend after following the trend.

But in fact, Louis' aunt said "Happy Christmas" in her annual Christmas speech.

"Happy Christmas..." The trio responded weakly to Louis. As Harry's friends, Ron and Hermione also had the same troubles—the same mountain of food in front of them.

"Don't worry, it's just the food." Louis said with a smile, "you can eat at ease, Lila is here, she is a right-hand man who can solve the troubles in front of you."

Harry looked at Lirastrasza for help, and Lirastrasza whispered in his ear, "Don't forget, I'm a red dragon."

Harry came back to life in no time.

Ron was still looking sullen, and Louis took Catherine to sit in the Slytherin seat behind them, turned his head and asked him, "What's wrong with you, Ron, have you seen your luck?"

"Mum sent me a ball gown in the mail," said Ron dryly. "My God, she must be doing a sneak attack, she definitely did it on purpose, that dress is definitely not something I can wear, and lace, Merlin socks, it smells like my grandma's clothes."

"Then what can I do, I think you'd better wear it, or you won't have any clothes to wear..." Hermione said worriedly, "I don't want my partner to wear a normal dress to the ball, that's really It's embarrassing."

"I think it's even more embarrassing to wear that kind of girly clothes." Ron reluctantly fiddled with the French fries on the plate with a fork, his dissatisfaction was evident, "I really don't understand my mother's aesthetics, how can a man wear What about those clothes?"

"Come on, baby Ronnie." The twins came to Ron's side, put them on his shoulders and said one by one: "That dress was worn by Bill before, of course... Charlie also used to wear it." Passed through, so, of course, it was passed on to you..."

"What about you two?" Ron asked, squinting.

"Of course we both have one. What are you thinking? That's our common mother." Fred looked at Ron with pity. "What you have, I will be exactly the same..."

"However, I've always been a predictable person." George grinned at Fred, "I had expected my mother's poor aesthetics, so I spent 63 gold Galleons to customize it at Madam Malkin's place. Three dress robes, and of course our little Ronnie."

As he said that, Fred took out a dress from behind: "Dangdangdangdang... Look, this is the dress that my brothers prepared for you—don't worry, this is the first big event you will encounter in your life Son, we don't play tricks on this."

What Fred said was very serious, of course Ron believed it, and took the dress with his hand.

As a result, a fisted middle finger buzzed out of the gown, with the words "You're so trusting, Ronnie baby."

"You two bastards, return my touch..." Ron squeezed the middle finger off the fist, dumbfounded, and a surge of electricity erupted, causing his hair to stand on end.

"You are so stupid, why didn't we add something to the gift we gave you!" Gemini laughed loudly, stretched out his hands and clapped three times in the air, making a loud noise.

"You two!" Ron was angry, but thinking of the timely rain they gave him, he endured the prank. He carefully picked up his clothes this time to check, but he didn't want to be stopped by Hermione .

She took out her wand and tapped it on the dress.

"Revelio! (Revelation)"

With the chanting of the incantation, the root of the fist made a soft "poof", and then fell off the clothes and fell to the ground.

Hermione glanced back at the two pranksters defiantly, and wagged a finger.

"The two of us have been provoked, Fred." George turned to look at Fred.

The same is true for Fred, looking at George and saying: "Of course I know, George, but this is a good thing, it means that our little Ronnie is finally protected!"

"Okay, then let's go, I wish you both a happy dance." The twins waved their hands and walked to the far table, where Angelina was waiting for Fred.

While they were chatting, Lirastraza was destroying the mountain of food in front of the three of them at a very elegant but swift speed, and when they turned around, most of the food had been destroyed.

"I have to admit, your dance partner..." Ron stared at the empty plate in front of him, "It's really amazing."

"That's right!" Harry smiled triumphantly, very happy that his good brother praised his dance partner.

The atmosphere here in Slytherin was more cheerful than in Gryffindor, but this time the focus was on Crabbe and Goyle. This combination of canned peaches and beer bottles was not as lucky as the others, and the two of them did not have a partner.

But soon everyone stopped laughing. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, two girls from the lower grades came and invited them to the dance.The two of them agreed almost without any hesitation, and when the two girls left happily, they acted very, very happy, with their chests upright, like Wang Yousheng in the military parade.

Louis was really afraid that the two of them would say "Yeah, I've got it," or they'd have to send someone over to slap them and say something about the bloody bastard.

Also for the guests of these two colleges, Hogwarts specially reproduced the snowball fights of previous years-as for why not make a snowman, stop joking, hoping to calm down this group of energetic, youthful and restless teenagers?It's better to let them have fun outside.

In the words of Louis' favorite author Zhang Xiaohua in his previous life, it is like a wild dog running free.

In the afternoon, the activity officially started, and the snow-covered venue was instantly occupied by the students.Catherine didn't want to participate in the snowball fight, so she called Sakuya and sat with her on a stone bench beside her to make tea.

Hermione was the same, she just wanted to see how everyone wasted their youth, not to join in, but she sat in a more dangerous position to watch Harry and Ron have a snowball fight, very close to the battlefield.

But she soon lost that mood. The two bad boys, Ron and Harry, came over with a smile, lifted her up despite her struggling, and walked towards the biggest snowdrift.

"You two bastards!" Hermione yelled hoarsely. "Let me go! Let me go! Don't throw me in the snow!"

But it's useless, these two people are not at all the material for pity and tenderness. Ignoring Hermione's loud pleas, they threw her into a high snowdrift, and added a heavy knife to pile up the cold snow. mountain bag.

Somewhat personal grievances belong to it. It seems that the two of them have long accumulated grievances about the SPEW Association, and now they are just released.

Hope Hermione is okay.

It was still Catherine who couldn't see it anymore, and walked over with Sakuya, digging Hermione out of the snowdrift like a potato.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...Catherine..." Hermione cried and hugged Catherine. It looks like it's about to crack.

"Okay, Hermione, it's all right." Catherine stroked Hermione's hair, the hair that had just been soaked in snow was cold, she glanced sharply at Ron and Harry, and said coldly: "You two This is really too much, Hermione will go to the dance soon, what if she catches a cold, especially you, red-haired squirrel, are you going to dance by yourself?"

(End of this chapter)