I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

"You...what are you going to do?" Vitali swallowed, took out her wand and made a defensive posture. She secretly made up her mind that even if this woman destroyed her masterpiece with fierce fire, she would do her best to protect it. Her snow sculpture!

"Oh, hehe, why are you so nervous? Could it be that you imagined me as some kind of bad guy?" Catherine covered her mouth with one hand and smiled exaggeratedly.

"You, you, you...I won't believe your nonsense!" Vitaly flicked her wand and added a protective magic to the snow sculpture.

"Protego Maxima!"

Catherine did nothing but stretched out her foot and placed it in front of Christasa.

Christasa was only focused on eating Snow Maiden and didn't pay attention to Catherine's little movements. She was not paying attention and was staggered by Catherine. Several Snow Maidens in her hands were raised high in the air as she screamed.

Under Vitaly's horrified gaze, Christasa stumbled a few steps and suddenly fell on the snow sculpture she had worked so hard to create.

This was a good time. Christasa, who was a giant dragon, was very strong. Coupled with her weight, the tall snow sculpture's legs were clearly deduced by her, and it suddenly exploded in Catherine's somewhat regretful eyes. Fall to the ground.

The maximum protection has no effect at all in the face of absolute power.

"Ah, what a pity, why did he fall down?" Catherine covered her lips with her hand, trying to cover up the crazy upturned corners of her lips.

After all, they are two mothers, and Catherine has inherited a lot of Solanlian's pink and black.

Vitali's legs weakened and she knelt down weakly on the snow.

"My snow sculpture...my snow sculpture..." She stared blankly in front of her eyes and muttered words. Louis immediately thought of Mr. Shuren's Mrs. Xianglin.

"No, Louis' leg is broken." The three little ones were a little gloating about the misfortune and continued to add insult to injury.

Lewis's face darkened, what do you mean Lewis's leg is broken? My legs are obviously fine!

This broken leg is obviously the statue's leg. What does it have to do with me, Louis!

"Ah, Kathy." Louis laughed and looked at Catherine: "Didn't you go to make a snow sculpture? Why are you here again?"

"Have you noticed-" Catherine suddenly stopped and suddenly changed her words: "Why don't you come to see how your snow sculpture is doing."

"What about you?" Louis asked with squinting eyes.

"Well, that's the one over there." Catherine pointed not far away.

A one-to-one replica of Hogwarts Castle suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Too...too strong..." Hermione's legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

The impact of this castle on her was too great.

Lewis said nothing, silently pulled out the barrel and threw it on the ground.

It’s so difficult to make a snow sculpture!

"What's wrong?" Catherine asked with a smile, knowing everything.

"I'm pretty good." Louis said with an unhappy look on his face, showing off that he couldn't surpass Catherine anyway...

"What a fool." Catherine smiled and took his hand, "Isn't what's mine yours?"

"No, it wasn't me. I wasn't involved in the whole process." Lewis curled his lips, looking like the baby was unhappy.

"Okay, be good." Catherine touched his little face and held his hand: "I still have two of the most difficult spires to go. You must teach me how to do it. Hey, I am so stupid. , It’s really difficult. Without your help, I don’t know what to do..."

Louis immediately became energetic, and he in turn took Catherine's hand and walked over there, looking positive.

As we all know, when educating a child, if you tell him "finish the homework" in a commanding tone, he will definitely not complete the task well. But if you ask him, "Mom is not very good at this question, can the baby teach me?", then most children will happily agree.

This is human nature, and the vast majority of humans are good at teaching others.

And Catherine also took advantage of this, and also took advantage of the human instinct of "being needed." Although her acting skills were a bit clumsy, she was sweet enough.

The three little ones on the side were stunned by Louis and his wife. Isn't this too sweet?

Only Vitaly kept pouting at the side, looking extremely sour.

She wanted to take revenge on Catherine, but she couldn't defeat her.

And Vitaly also believed that if she dared to destroy Catherine's masterpiece, her end would be tragic.

Louis can't even protect her - more likely, Louis will play mixed doubles with Catherine.

In the evening, the snow sculpture competition finally came to a successful conclusion, with Catherine and Louise's Hogwarts Castle taking the recognized first place.

The prize is ten sets of O.W.Ls simulation test questions, exclusively sponsored by Moonberry Workshop.

Lewis, who was holding the mock test, was so angry that he was so angry. Isn't this just shooting himself in the foot?

The second and third places were all given various vouchers, so how come it was just a mock test for him?

Something must be wrong.

Catherine didn't care, she only cared about whether Louis was happy - at least Louis was happy when they built the castle together, and that was enough.

The next day, the snowball fight started as scheduled.

Professor Dumbledore only made two points: first, don't use real anger, and second, don't use offensive spells.

Unlike his classmates who were in full swing of their youth, Louis was taking Catherine for a walk on campus.

"What a restless youth..." Louis couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the enthusiastic classmates.

"No." Catherine smiled gently and brushed the snowflakes from Louis' hair.

To say that this person is also a bitch. In the past, when the senior sister was venomous and arrogant, Louis always hoped that she would be gentler. But now that the senior sister has fulfilled his wish and really become gentle, Louis begins to miss the past when he had nothing to fight with. It's time for a war of words.

His heart skipped a beat to see if you could keep pretending...

Thinking of this, Louis squatted down and grabbed a handful of snow, and when Catherine was not prepared, he reached into her collar.

"You little bastard!" Catherine was stimulated by the cold ice and snow. The feeling was so sour that she almost subconsciously hung Louis up with an upside-down golden bell.

"Is it cool?" Louis smiled with a sly look on his face, showing no intention of admitting his mistake.

Catherine stomped her feet and put him down, and rushed to hold him down. Looking at Louis' face that was still smiling playfully with her, Catherine grabbed the snow beside her and pressed it on Louis's belly along with his clothes.

"Ouch... you stupid bitch... Liang..." Louis struggled to fight back.

The end result was that Louis caught a cold...

Drinking Snape's special potion, Louis sniffed in the office and looked listless.

But Catherine, the initiator, had nothing to do. Due to the Christmas holiday, they did not need to go to class and could just sit in the office.

"Kathy, I feel bad." Louis sniffed and pretended to be pitiful.

"You deserve it. Who asked you to commit suicide?" Catherine said about Louis, but she actually cared about him very much and gave him a glass of hot water.

"Mom said that drinking hot water can help recover from a cold... Oh, I remembered it." At this point, Catherine pointed at Louis suddenly: "I said this in front of my mother and Aunt Emma when they had a snowball fight and caught a cold. What the aunt said to her..."

Lewis picked up the hot water and was speechless for a while.

Good guy, I was waiting here.

But to be honest, hot water does work, and he is not an unreasonable little boy who just drinks it.

The potion master's potion was indeed effective. Within ten minutes of drinking it, the disease was cured.

Louis couldn't help but have a cruel idea. If potions were mass-produced, how much money could be made in the Muggle world?

I'm afraid it won't be full.

But then again, who would dislike having more money?

As Christmas approaches day by day, the whole school is filled with a festive atmosphere. With the unremitting efforts of the house elves and professors, a lot of Christmas decorations were made in the castle, and the kitchen also introduced special Christmas foods, such as gingerbread or eggnog drinks, but almost no one cheered.

After all, everyone is more inclined to meat, especially the little wizards. They are all meat-loving masters. If they can eat meat, they will never think of eating anything else.

Of course Lewis is also very busy, but he is busy with the Moonberry Workshop.

Christmas is here, and of course it is time to distribute benefits to employees. Since there is still enough Moonberry Juice to sell for half a year, Louis gives them a full month-long vacation by the way, whether it is to visit relatives and friends or to You can find something else to do.

The employees were naturally grateful and spoke well of Louis to everyone they met. By the way, the Daily Prophet also began to brag about the year-end bonuses and various welfare policies of the Louis workshop, which attracted many wizards to be envious and even lamented for the first time why. Aren't you a squib yourself?

Every employee received two extra months of salary as a year-end bonus and enjoyed paid vacations - especially Joseph Mills, who was selected as the best employee at the staff meeting due to his extraordinary work efficiency this year. "Model worker".

Of course, being a model worker is not a vain reward, but actually improves Joseph's status. There are nine levels of employees in the factory, and model workers can directly become employees of the seventh level, enjoying benefits such as one month of paid recuperation every year, and priority employment security for their children.

As a result, employees' work enthusiasm becomes even higher. Who doesn't want to become the next model worker and enjoy welfare benefits?

Needless to say, the profit of Moonberry Workshop is natural. This extremely popular product has swept across several continents and has become the darling of the political and business circles. The current situation is that whether it is holding a symposium or No matter what you do, as long as you say you have moonberry juice, you will be successful; otherwise, you will be despised - you don't even have moonberry juice, why are you holding this meeting?

Even in Lao Maozi, this method still works. Many people find that after drinking moonberry juice, their original dependence on alcohol gradually weakens. This is not useful to them. In recent years, many new alcoholics are not because of alcohol dependence, but just use alcohol to relieve their sorrows.

After settling the matter at Moonberry Workshop, Louis returned to school and planned to go home with Catherine.

All said and done, he still missed Solanlian very much.

But an episode soon disrupted his plans.

That afternoon, when he was letting Christasa pack her things, he saw Ron stumbling into his office and shouting: "It's not good, it's not good..."

"What's wrong?" Lewis walked over and helped Ron: "Speak slowly."

"Justin... Justin Finch-Fletchley was petrified... the one from Ravenclaw." Ron didn't bother to catch his breath and spoke as fast as a machine gun.

It's a pity not to talk about rap. The guys in the list just now have to be called experts.

After hearing this, Louis put down the towel in his hand, said hello to Catherine and followed Ron to the scene.

On the way, I happened to see Madam Pomfrey leading a few people to carry Justin to the hospital wing, and they even covered him with a white cloth very considerately. Some people who didn't know it thought it was wrong.

Behind them were several classmates who were close to Justin, as well as Hermione and Hannah.

Following Madam Pomfrey and the others to the hospital wing, Louis lifted up the white cloth and saw Justin's face frozen in disbelief.

Pale, bloodless, and frightened at first sight.

He held a mirror in his hand and held it in front of him, looking at the mirror in his hand.

"Oh...Justin..." Hannah squeezed the handkerchief in her hand and sobbed softly.

It didn't matter that he cried. It stirred up the atmosphere among the students around him. They all sobbed in low voices, and the atmosphere was extremely sad.

"Okay, don't cry, children." It was Madam Pomfrey who spoke. She covered Justin's face with the white cloth and said to everyone: "Don't worry, he is still alive... Wait until Sprout When the mandrake raised by the professor matures, it will continue to come back to you alive and kicking."

"But you guys have to be careful, be careful when walking, and don't travel alone, so as not to become like him." Madam Pomfrey reminded everyone kindly.

But this sentence suddenly raised everyone's fear.

Looking at Colin Creevey and Luna who were covered with white cloth, and then looking at Justin in front of them, everyone couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

No one wants to be petrified and stretched out on the bed like this.

The feeling of being petrified is actually quite uncomfortable. According to people who have been petrified, their consciousness is still there, but they are still there and cannot move. It is even more uncomfortable than being in a vegetative state.

When they went back, everyone's hearts felt as heavy as a stone, but they didn't feel much fear. After all, Louis was also going with them. As the saying goes, if the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up, and as a professor, Lewis, even if he is not very tall, is at least strong.

And this "tall man" was naturally responsible for sending the students back to their respective lounges. After watching Ron and Hermione enter the Gryffindor lounge, Louis looked down and saw a figure wearing a black cloak. He was sneaking up the stairs.