I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

The effect of the energy potion was very good, and Louis felt that he had never been so energetic.

The potion was unpleasant to drink, but the effect was pretty good. This feeling was very strange. Lewis didn't know why, but he always had the urge to say, "That's weird, take another sip."

Catherine was gloating at the side, but she didn't expect Emma to push the remaining half bottle of potion into her hand.

"You also need to drink a little, otherwise you will be very sleepy at night." Emma warned earnestly.

Louis watched Catherine pick up the bottle with a frown on her face. It was obvious from her face that she didn't want to drink, but she didn't dare to disobey Emma's wishes. He could only close his eyes and look like a hero, and then raised his head and took a sip. Dry.

"How does it taste?" Louis asked gloatingly.

"It's okay." Catherine said without changing her expression. When Emma turned around and went out, she immediately put on a bitter look.

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

Lewis couldn't hold it any longer and sat on the bed laughing: "So you've been holding on, I thought you really thought that thing tasted good..."

"It's not like you didn't drink. Don't you know what it tastes like?" Catherine rolled her eyes at him and complained, "It's true Aunt Emma, ​​I'm obviously not sleepy..."

"You still pretend to be like that." Louis was amused, "Look at you, you are such a coward. If you don't like drinking, just say so. Why don't you dare to fight with my mother?"

"I want to fight with you!" Catherine was anxious, jumped up and threw Louis on the bed, grinding her teeth and said viciously: "Tell me what punishment you want to be punished!"

"Come on, I won't resist." Louis spread out his limbs and pretended to be lying down, "Don't pity me just because I am a delicate flower..."

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

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

"Kill you as soon as possible so that I can save my worries!" Catherine struggled twice to break free from Louis' restraints. In her eagerness, she leaned over and bit Louis' neck.

"Oh, loosen your mouth, you vicious snake..."

It did hurt a little, and the senior showed no mercy at all. Louis felt like his flesh was about to be bitten off.

"It hurts, it hurts! Let me go!" Louis wanted to use some force to break free, but he was afraid of hurting Catherine, so he could only say soft words to beg for mercy.

Catherine snorted arrogantly with a nasal voice and said vaguely: "How dare you do it again in the future!"

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore..." Louis said sincerely.

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

"Of course I dare!" Louis said confidently, taking advantage of Catherine's daze, and tilted his head away from Catherine's silver teeth.

Of course, he would not let go of this good opportunity as he was able to change his form between offense and defense. He turned over and held Catherine down, and laughed twice in a very villainous manner: "Jie Jie Jie, Ms. Worley, it seems... you have the upper hand now. "

But what he didn't expect was that Catherine didn't struggle and resist, but turned over very obediently, slightly arching her peach, assuming a curvy posture, tilting her head and asking in a very sweet voice Said: "Then, how will my Mr. Xiaolu punish the disobedient Wo Lei?"

Louis' face stiffened, he suppressed the sudden fire of ignorance in his heart, and patted her waist: "Forget it, forget it, you are awesome, get up quickly, we have to go to the auditorium soon. I’ll tell you what kind of punishment I have when I come back tonight…”

"Huh." Catherine turned over to face him, stretched out her slender hands, grabbed Louis' collar, and brought his face closer, "Remember what you said, my Mr. Deer, the disobedient Wo Lei is here Looking forward to it~”

"Okay, okay..." Louis jumped up as if he was electrocuted, hunched over like a shrimp, and it took a long time before he could stand up normally again.

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

Since it was Christmas, the family did not plan to eat by themselves in the office. Instead, they chose to go to the auditorium to enjoy the lunch carefully prepared by the house elves with everyone.

There are mountains of turkeys on the table, as well as a dazzling array of desserts, such as Christmas puddings, gingerbread cookies, eggnog, and Kribbich wizard shortbreads, which are simply dazzling.

Louis noticed Harry leaning up in Lilastrasa's arms with a lifeless expression, surrounded by students from various houses who peeked 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 enrolled, that is, it is not allowed. Eat as much leftover food as you can get.

It is conceivable that Harry has no love in his life.

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

Generally speaking, later generations of Seris people have a misunderstanding, 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 more and it became a trend by following the trend.

But in fact, Louis' aunt always said "Happy Christmas" in her Christmas message every year.

"Happy Christmas..." the trio responded feebly to Louis. As Harry's friends, Ron and Hermione also had the same troubles - the same mountains of food in front of them.

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

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

Harry was instantly resurrected with full health.

Ron still looked gloomy. Louis took Catherine to sit in the Slytherin seat behind them, turned around and asked him: "What's wrong with you Ron, are you looking at your beauty?"

"Mum sent me a party dress in the mail." Ron said dryly, "Oh my God, she must have been a sneak attack. She definitely did it on purpose. That dress is definitely not something I can wear, and there's lace on it, Merlin." The socks smell like my grandma’s clothes.”

"Then what can I do? I think you'd better put it on, otherwise you won't have anything to wear..." Hermione said with a worried look on her face, "I don't want my dance partner to go to the dance wearing a casual dress. That's really not true. It’s so embarrassing.”

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

"Come on, Ronnie, baby." The twins came to Ron's side and put their hands on his shoulders. You said to each other: "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 with squinting eyes.

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

"However, I have always been quite prophetic." George grinned at Fred, "I had already anticipated my mother's poor aesthetics, so I spent sixty-three gold galleons on Madam Malkin. There were three custom-made dress robes, including, of course, those for our little Ronnie.”

As he said that, Fred took out a suit of dress from behind: "Dang, dang, dang... Look, this is the dress that your brothers have prepared for you - don't worry, this is the first big thing you will ever encounter in your life. Son, we won't play any pranks on this."

Fred said it very seriously, so of course Ron believed it and reached out to take the dress.

As a result, a middle finger with an upturned fist popped out of the dress with a buzz, and it read "You are so gullible, little Ronnie."

"You two bastards, please repay my gratitude..." Ron clenched the middle finger of his fist in a fit of laughter and tears, and a burst of electricity erupted, making his hair 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 high-fived three times in the air, making a loud noise.

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

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

"Revelio! (The true form appears)"

As the incantation was recited, the root of the fist made a soft "pop" sound, then fell off the clothes and fell to the ground.

Hermione glanced back at the two mischievous guys provocatively and shook a finger.

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

Fred did the same, looking at George and said: "Of course I know, George, but this is a good thing, it means that our little Ronnie is finally protected by someone!"

"Okay, let's go then. 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, Lirasstrasza was destroying the mountain of food in front of the three of them at a very graceful but fast speed. By the time she turned back, 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 is indeed very impressive."

"Right!" Harry smiled triumphantly, very happy that his good brother praised his dance partner.

The atmosphere in Slytherin was more cheerful than that in Gryffindor, but this time the focus was on Crabbe and Goyle. This peach can and beer bottle combination was not as lucky as others. They had no dance partner.

But soon everyone stopped laughing. In front of everyone, two junior girls came over and invited them to the dance. The two of them agreed without any hesitation. After the two girls left happily, they looked very happy. With their chests raised and their heads raised, they looked like Wang Yousheng during the military parade.

Louis was really afraid that the two of them would say, "Oh, okay, I got hit." Otherwise, he would have to send someone over to slap him and say, "Damn you beast, what did you hit?"

Also for the guests of these two houses, Hogwarts specially recreated the snowball fights of previous years - as for why not building a snowman, don't make a joke, hoping to calm down these energetic, youthful and restless teenagers? Might as well let them have fun outside.

In the words of Zhang Xiaohua, Lewis's favorite author in his previous life, it is like a wild dog that has escaped the reins.

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

Hermione was the same, she just wanted to watch how everyone was spending their youth wantonly, rather than join in, but she sat in a more dangerous position to watch Harry and Ron having a snowball fight, very close to the battlefield.

But she soon lost her mood. The two bad boys Ron and Harry came over with a chuckle, lifted her up and walked towards the largest snowdrift regardless of her struggling.

"You two bastards!" Hermione shouted at the top of her lungs, "Let me go! Let me go! Don't throw me into the snowdrift!"

But it was no use. The two of them were not the kind of people who cared about women at all. Regardless of Hermione's loud pleas, they threw her into a high snowdrift and applied heavy finishing blows, making a high pile of cold snow. of mountains.

It's more or less a personal grudge. It seems that the two of them have had deep grudges about the S.P.E.W Association for a long time, and now they are just releasing them.

Hope Hermione is okay.

Catherine still couldn't stand it anymore, so she walked over with Sakuya and dug Hermione out of the snowdrift like a potato.

"Ouch...Catherine..." Hermione cried and hugged Catherine. She was really angry. It was too cold in the snowdrift. Her little face was red from the cold. It looks like it's about to burst.

"Okay, Hermione, it's okay." Catherine touched Hermione's hair, which had just been dyed cold by the snow. She glanced sharply at Ron and Harry and said coldly: "You two This is really too much, Hermione will be attending the dance soon, what if she catches a cold, especially you, red squirrel, are you going to dance by yourself?"