I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 320 Conversation in the Principal's Office
Catherine meant to harm the millennium, so she was not worried about the safety of the little villain Louis.

Of course, it was just talking about it. When Harry and the others came back just now, Catherine was about to get on the broom to find someone.

Louis patted Catherine on the side and asked, "How long have they been gone?"

"Here, look at their backs." Catherine pointed to the backs of Dumbledore and the others in the distance.

Louis nodded, then raised his hand and waved to the cheering crowd around him, and said in a low voice, "Come with me to the principal's office first...the matter is more serious."

"Is it about Voldemort's resurrection?" Catherine asked suspiciously.

"Of course... how do you know?" Louis asked in surprise.

"Can I not know?" Catherine gave him a blank look, and replied in a low voice: "When Harry came back, he yelled that Voldemort is back, Voldemort is back, I see Fudge's face is very bad, he has already left first After leaving the arena...Professor Dumbledore wanted to know what happened to Harry, so he took him back to the principal's office first, and as for the champion of the Triwizard Tournament..."

Speaking of this, Catherine's indifferent expression surprised Louis: "Let Gryffindor take it away, look how happy they are, huh..."

After all, Catherine did not show any displeasure.

"You've grown up, baby." Luis smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

The result was Catherine's kick.

"At first, I wanted to comfort you, but since you're so open-minded, forget it." Louis spread his hands indifferently, met Catherine's cold gaze, and quickly and sincerely said: "But who made me yours?" What about men, let's go on vacation in summer."

Catherine's eyes suddenly changed from severe winter to midsummer.

Tsundere snorted in his nose, expressing his satisfaction.

At this time, the light bulb duo also ran over, and Ron shouted loudly: "Louis, Louis!"

Running here out of breath, followed by Hermione... oh, and Draco.

"Is Voldemort really back, Louis?" Hermione asked worriedly. "I don't think Harry's mental state is very good. Voldemort must have tortured him? God...he's so young..."

"It's true that I'm back, but it's not a big deal. I still have something to talk to Professor Dumbledore." Louis looked at Draco again, "Draco, send a message to Uncle Lucius with an owl, I want him to quickly bring Aunt Narcissa to Hogwarts to find me, fast!"

"Understood!" Draco responded seriously, turned around and ran away.

Louis looked at Ron and Hermione again: "I won't say more about the specific things, anyway, you have to listen to it again later, let's go... Let's go to the principal's office first and listen to what Harry has to say."

"Ah."

……

Louis pushed open the door of the principal's room. There were only Dumbledore, the four principals, Sirius and Emma in the room.The corners of Louis's mouth twitched. It seemed that his mother really had confidence in him, and she didn't even want to wait—there was no doubt about her real mother.

Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk, he looked at Harry, Harry's eyes dodged, Louis knew that Dumbledore was going to start questioning Harry, and asked him to tell everything about today.

"I want to know, Harry, what happened after you touched the Portkey in the maze?" Dumbledore's burning eyes were hidden behind the half-moon lens, which put a lot of pressure on Harry. He was actually very tired, a little Son wanted to go back to sleep, not willing to answer Dumbledore's question.

"We can talk tomorrow morning, okay, Dumbledore?" said Sirius hoarsely. He put a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Let him sleep."Let him have a good rest, this kid is already very tired..."

Gratitude to Sirius welled up in Harry's heart, but Dumbledore didn't seem to hear Sirius' words.He leaned over to Harry, who reluctantly looked up into those blue eyes.

"If I thought," said Dumbledore mildly, "that it would do you any good to put you to sleep by hypnotizing you, and allowing you to stop thinking about what happened tonight for a while, I would do so... but I would rather You know better than to numb the pain for a while, it will only make the pain worse when you finally feel it. You have shown more bravery than I expected from you."

"I ask you to show your courage again, and I ask you to tell us what happened." Dumbledore's voice was gentle, but sonorous and forceful, beyond doubt.

Louis understood what he meant, and it was nothing more than the principle that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain.

The phoenix let out a soft, trembling cry, and it shivered slightly in the air, and Harry felt as if a drop of scalding liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach, making him feel warm, strong and courageous all at once.

Afterwards, the phoenix flew to Harry's lap, radiating light and heat, dispelling the haze in Harry's heart.

Harry took a deep breath, put one hand on the phoenix on his knee, and began to tell them.As he spoke, everything that happened tonight flashed before his eyes like a movie; he saw the sparkling surface of the potion that brought Voldemort back to life; he saw the Death Eaters apparating, suddenly Appeared among the graves around them; he saw the emerald light of Voldemort's wand, and, like cat and mouse, forced himself to duel him.

Once or twice Sirius made a little noise, as if about to say something, his hand still firmly on Harry's shoulder, but Dumbledore held up a hand, stopping him.Louis also walked over and took Sirius' hand from Harry's shoulder. Ron and Hermione also came up and stood on both sides of Harry, which made Harry feel warm from the bottom of his heart and very grateful, because Everything is difficult at the beginning, but now that the chatterbox has been opened, it is much easier to continue talking.

He even had a sense of relief, as if something harmful was being sucked out of him bit by bit.He braced himself to go on with great perseverance, but he felt that once he was done, his heart would be much more comfortable.

Sirius let out a cry of excitement when Harry told how Wormtail had stabbed him in the arm with a dagger.

"What are you barking for?" Snape gave Sirius a cold look, which made him very uncomfortable.

Sirius didn't speak, but returned Snape's middle finger.He cared so much about Harry that Harry couldn't help crying out when he was talking about danger.

Dumbledore stood up suddenly, so fast that Harry jumped.Dumbledore walked around the table and told Harry to hold out his arm.Harry showed them both his torn robes and the wound beneath them.

"He said my blood would work better than anyone else's and would make him stronger," said Harry to Dumbledore without reservation. That power in his body—he wants to have that too."

"He was right. When he touched me again later, he wouldn't be hurt. He touched my face." Speaking of this, Harry's expression was a little downcast, and he always felt like he was missing something.

For a brief moment, Harry seemed to see a gleam of joy in Dumbledore's eyes.But Harry soon decided that he must have been delusional, because when Dumbledore returned to his chair behind his desk, he looked as old and tired as Harry had always seen him.

"Very well," he said, sitting down again, "Voldemort has overcome that unusual obstacle. Please go on, Harry."

Harry went on, telling how Voldemort had emerged from the cauldron, and telling them what he remembered Voldemort's speech to the Death Eaters.Then he talked about how he scolded Voldemort. When Harry said that he insulted Voldemort's father as a Muggle, everyone's faces became very exciting.

"I have to say, even though I used to be a Muggle, I still feel very good." Hermione patted Harry on the shoulder: "You did the right thing, but...hahaha... just lost a little , I guess Voldemort's expression at that time must be very exciting."

"Ah, yes." Harry recalled Voldemort's expression at that time, and he was also happy: "You don't know, Voldemort's expression at that time, he wanted to eat me... But I am not worried, anyway, he is too I won’t let me go, I offended him to death when I was young, and it’s not a big deal to scold him a few more times.”

"As the saying goes, you don't worry if you have too many debts, and you don't itch if you have too many lice, right?" Ron chuckled.

"You are magic defeating magic." Louis smiled. He knew that Harry's words were always sharp, but he didn't expect it to be so... sharp. "What should this be called? Simple bad mouth, extreme enjoyment ?”

"Oh, my God, don't say it..." Harry covered his face embarrassingly: "I actually regret it, what if he was really angry at that time and beat me to death with a magic spell?"

"It shouldn't be, you know, Harry." Hermione also began to tease: "Well-educated children are generally told 'don't play with food' from an early age, but Voldemort is obviously uneducated. "

"Actually, the two of us had a duel." Harry smiled for a while, and continued: "His spell is very strong... I was not hurt by him by hiding behind the tombstone. If the three of Louis and the others come A little later, I may not survive..."

With that said, Harry gave Snape a thumbs up: "Professor, your spells are really cool."

He was referring to the Avada Kedavra Curse that Snape threw at Voldemort before he left. It seems that Snape has already shown his card, stop pretending, I am Dumbledore's undercover agent, I have a showdown...

Snape snorted and gave Harry a cold look.

Louis, who was familiar with the professor's character, knew that Snape was satisfied now, but suffered from being a tsundere with a vicious tongue...

He shivered, and when he talked about being arrogant and arrogant, he always felt that the professor's personality collided with his wife?He looked back at Catherine, who was smiling sweetly, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my wife is very beautiful, and she is no longer a tsundere with a vicious tongue.

"The news of Voldemort's return should ignite public opinion in the British wizarding world." Harry rubbed his forehead: "I think I should have suffered a lot in the past two days, and I'm afraid Professor Dumbledore's here is also..."

"Oh, that's unlikely." Professor Dumbledore smiled: "Contrary to what you guessed, I think this matter will be suppressed."

"Why?" Harry asked dumbfounded: "Oh, you mean Fudge? I think he was in a hurry and didn't believe in Voldemort's return. You mean he would suppress relevant news reports?"

"Oh, poor Harry." Louis said with a smile: "First of all, it's not that Fudge doesn't believe it, but he won't believe it... Let's put it this way, if there is an incident of Voldemort's resurrection in his office, he Whether the Minister of Magic can continue to do so is still a question...Secondly, news of banned news does not happen to us."

"Huh?" Hermione asked suspiciously on the side: "If he doesn't suppress the news in various newspapers, how can he suppress the news of Voldemort's return?"

"You don't know that, Hermione." Louis said with a chuckle, "Banning is a method only used in the Middle Ages. We usually decide not to announce it after democratic deliberation..."

Hermione didn't come up in one breath, almost choked in her throat.

"Don't look at me like that, that's how the Muggle world really works." Louis said with a chuckle, "Just listen to fairy tales, don't take them seriously..."

Hermione didn't want to believe what Louis said, but with Louis's identity here, he did know the deeper secrets. For a moment, she didn't know how to refute Louis, so she could only sit there silently.

"We must let everyone know the fact that Voldemort is back?" Ron said indignantly.

"It's not necessary," Dumbledore took the lead in setting the tone: "Some things are not as simple as you think, Ron, I personally hope that this matter will be publicized, but..."

"But the first thing we have to do is something else, such as studying Voldemort's new allies." Louis said, turning his gaze to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sat up straight immediately, he knew that Louis would never be indiscriminate.

"But before that, Harry should rest." Louis smiled and turned to look at Harry: "You have encountered too much tonight, you should go back and have a good rest, take a bath, and relieve your physical fatigue."

Harry suddenly realized that Fawkes had flown away from his lap, and the phoenix fell to the floor in a flutter, with its beautiful head pressed against Harry's injured leg, and large transparent tears dripped from its eyes. Welling out, it landed on the scratched wound on the leg.The pain disappeared without a trace in an instant, the skin healed instantly, and his leg was intact.

"I'm fine, Louis." Harry said quickly, "I also want to know about Voldemort."

(End of this chapter)