I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

"There are also spinach-flavored ones, liver-flavored ones, and tripe-flavored ones. George said he also had booger-flavoured ones."

Ron introduced it to everyone enthusiastically.

"Next time you meet him, remember to ask him how he knows what boogers smell like."

Louis discovered Hua Dian keenly.

Potter quietly stuffed the beans into the crack of the sofa. He didn't want to eat the booger-flavored beans, that would be too bad.

"Louis, you are so smart, why didn't I think of this problem?"

Ron stuffed the beans into his mouth, sniffed, and said with a smile, "Well, it's chocolate flavored. I'm really lucky."

"Really?" Louis chewed the multi-flavor beans carefully and said with a smile, "Fortunately, mine is black pepper flavored."

And our savior has picked up the chocolate frog.

"Mine smells like toad," Neville said with a grimace.

Everyone laughed for a while, and Ron started talking again: "There are four houses in Hogwarts. Our Weasley family has always been Gryffindor. George and Fred told me that sorting into houses is a wizard's duel. According to the The performance in the duel will determine the affiliation of the academy."

At this point, Ron's little face turned bitter: "Oh my god, if I hadn't been sorted into Gryffindor, my mother would have killed me..."

"Me too, if I am sorted into Slytherin, grandma will not let me go..."

At this point, Ron suddenly asked in hindsight: "No, Neville, how do you know what a toad tastes like?"

While he was talking, he didn't forget to bite into the elastic orange gummy candy.

"I took a lick of my Lefu. Well, Lefu is the pet my grandma bought me. It's a toad."

Neville's words made everyone in the cubicle stand in awe.

"Oh! Oops! It's my Leif! My Leif is missing!" Neville stood up belatedly and said to everyone anxiously.

"Calm down, Neville." Ron comforted: "Think carefully about where Leif was last."

"I...I don't know, my memory is not very good..." Neville's little face was so bitter that it could be eaten cold.

"Let's do this. Neville and I will go out and look for you. You two are here to look after the house." Louis stood up and patted Neville: "Come on, Neville, let's go take a look together."

"Let's go too." Ron and Harry were obviously two enthusiastic people.

"No, there must be someone to look after the house... Only Neville knows Leif, so there is no use in having more people. You two happen to be companions in the cubicle."

Louis added: "The two of us will be back soon and help me keep an eye on my Emeriss."

"Emorys?" Harry and Ron looked at each other and looked at the schoolbag that was still moving irregularly.

"No problem Louis, we'll take care of it for you."

"Okay, let's go." Louis patted Neville and motioned for him to follow him.

It seems that the carriages are divided according to colleges. Except for the freshmen, almost every student has an exclusive carriage. After searching through the Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw compartments to no avail, Louis and Neville arrived at the Slytherin compartment.

"How about... let's go back, Louis." Neville seemed to be afraid of this carriage.

"What's wrong?" Louis said with a little concern in his voice.

"Slytherin... I don't like Slytherin, they are all dark wizards." Neville seemed to recall some bad memories.

"The prejudice in people's hearts is a big mountain, Neville." Louis comforted him by patting his arm, and then knocked on the door of the first compartment.

There was only one classmate in the cubicle, a senior who was reading a book. She was facing the door of the cubicle sideways and couldn't see her face clearly. She could only see her blond hair that was as bright as the sun.

"Hello, have you ever seen a toad? It's a classmate's pet." Louis asked politely.

"sorry, we do not have that."

The senior's voice was a little cold and arrogant, but as clear as a stream.

"Sorry to bother you." Louis closed the door, and then heard bursts of laughter from the next cubicle.

He walked over and found Neville awkwardly hanging upside down at the door. A senior student with long teeth was pointing and laughing at Neville with his classmates, who was hung up by magic.

"What's wrong, Neville?" Louis' face darkened.

"They... they laughed at me and scolded me..." Neville said, big tears welling up from his eyes and hitting the ground along his forehead.

Louis patted him comfortingly and reached into his pocket with his other hand, while the big tooth in the cubicle continued to laugh.

"Hey, Snotlout Longbottom, you are as incompetent as your idiot parents, hahahaha..." Big Teeth even imitated the appearance of Neville's parents, which caused another burst of wanton ridicule.

"Sorry everyone, have you ever seen Longbottom's toad?" Louis asked politely with a smile: "I would be grateful if you could provide information."

"Where did the nosy rube come from? The Longbottom family's idiot Snotlout and the dirty Mudblood, you two are really like birds of a feather."

Big Banya's mouth is not ordinary poisonous.

Neville didn't know where the courage came from at this time, but he broke free from the shackles of magic and fell to the ground with a thud. He scrambled to his feet, pointed in the direction of several people and yelled loudly: "I...I don't allow you to insult Lewis! Marcus Flint!"

"Okay, Neville, don't get along with them."

Louis motioned for Neville to leave the compartment with him.

"You are a little Mudblood who has some sense." Marcus was still taunting the two of them: "I think you should understand that Hogwarts is not a place for a Mudblood like you to come. You should keep your braids." , clip your tail and go back to your pigtail country."

Louis stopped suddenly when he heard this. He gently pushed Neville out of the compartment and spoke softly.

"My grandpa once told me."

"Manners..."

Louis closed the compartment door.

"Maketh..."

With that said, he locked the door of the compartment.

"Man (Ignorant of etiquette, unable to stand up)."

He turned around gracefully, pulled out his wand, and said politely: "It seems that pure-blood families are not very concerned about etiquette education for their descendants. I think it is necessary for me to give you a good etiquette lesson."

"Hahahaha... It's just you?" Marcus and the other five laughed so hard that they were out of breath. He pushed the tall fat man next to him: "Fris, go and teach him a lesson."

"You guys come together, I'm in a hurry." Louis' tone was always so elegant.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Fries rushed forward ferociously, but did not want to hear a clear cry.

"Stupefy!"

With a plop, Fries fell to the ground. Marcus and others looked at Louis in astonishment. Just when they were shocked at how a first-year student could cast a coma spell, they discovered that he was playing with a strange crystal sword in his hand.

There was also the big bump on Fries’ forehead.

Louis' elegant and calm voice sounded at the right time, pulling them back from their shock.

"Should we continue the class, or should we waste each other's time like this?"