I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

Under the expectant eyes of his classmates, Louis opened the paper crane letter, which was signed by his senior sister.

It probably meant that he was waiting for him at the door of the class, and he had something to do after class.

He put away the paper crane and faced the gossiping eyes of his classmates.

"Professor, who is it?" Draco, who had been teased by Louis just now and blushed, suddenly changed to a gossipy and teasing face: "Let me guess, it must be Miss Worley? What does it say on it? Is it right? Tell her beloved Mr. Xiaolu to wait for her after school?~"

"Do I remember what you just said, what did it come from?" Draco was trying to die without knowing it, and looked at the Slytherin classmates beside him: "Slytherin's paper cranes will only fly to the one they love? I think Professor, you should stand up and show your love boldly like a man instead of..."

"Five points from Slytherin for your bad mouth." Louis interrupted him expressionlessly and gave him the highest order: "In addition, you will report to Professor Snape's office every night and be confined for a month."

"Finally, I want to remind you that Miss Worley is right outside the door."

Draco instantly felt a gust of cold air rushing from his tailbone to the sky. His teeth chattered and he slowly turned his head to look out the door, just in time to see Catherine's expressionless pretty face.

He was dead...Draco silently sentenced himself to death in his heart, and even his father could not save him.

Now he is sitting in his seat, his legs are shaking constantly, and his heart is beating. He really doubts that his heart will come out of his throat if he exerts more force, so as to stay away from him, who is causing trouble for nothing. physical body.

If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?

Seeing Catherine at the door, the students also started to go to class with their tails between their legs. None of them dared to show any extra expression, lest they be stared at by Catherine...

They would rather be imprisoned by Snape than offend Catherine - the feeling of being hung upside down by a golden clock is not pleasant, the feeling of blood rushing to the brain... tsk tsk.

So sour and refreshing.

But surprisingly, after class, Catherine didn't look for trouble with Draco.

Why are you looking for trouble? Instead, Draco said what she had always wanted to say, okay!

This silly ferret is also very clever sometimes. Catherine gave Draco a thumbs up in her heart.

It's a pity that the three little animals of the red squirrel would be as sensible as the stoat. It would be in vain for the deer to cultivate them so much. Catherine gritted her teeth when she thought of the Harry trio.

And there was that beaver with the fluffy hair. He had to guard her closely, but he couldn't let this beaver take away the fawn's heart.

Louis, the burning goose, really had no idea about Hermione at all. He was neither a wolf nor a bear, so how could he have any idea about the beaver.

So, after class, Louis was taken away by Catherine's hand in full view of everyone.

"Hey, I haven't left any homework yet..." Lewis said with some resistance.

But he had already been dragged to the auditorium by his senior sister, and it was too late to give him homework.

"What are you going to do?" Lewis didn't quite understand why the senior sister was in such a hurry to find him: "Is there something you can't talk about until you get back to the lounge?"

Catherine stared at him for a long while before asking: "The third grade Defense Against the Dark Arts course is in the afternoon. Have you thought about how to teach this first class well?"

At this point, she felt something was wrong. How could she say this in front of this scumbag? If he mistakenly thought that she cared about him, wouldn't his tail be raised to the sky?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not caring about you, I'm just worried that your teaching skills are not good enough and will lead your classmates astray."

When Catherine said this, she obviously felt a little guilty.

How could little scumbag Louis not understand what the senior sister meant? He had already translated in his mind what Catherine had just said.

Don't get me wrong - you must understand.

I'm not caring about you - I just care about you.

I'm just worried about your teaching skills - nothing else matters to me.

It’s almost as accurate as the BBK reading machine.

To deal with Tsundere, you just need to smooth things over, but is Louis the kind of person who plays his cards according to the routine?

If he plays his cards according to the routine, that's not him.

"It turns out that I am so useless in Cathy's heart." Louis switched to a surprised facial expression in just one second, then his face darkened and his voice was low: "I can't believe that even you don't believe it. I... have been like this since I was a child. No matter what I do, no matter how well prepared I am, my grandpa will..."

At this point, Louis pinched himself hard from an angle that Catherine couldn't see. The pain made his eye circles suddenly red.

Grandpa: Don’t cue me. I’m just keeping you free, okay?

Regardless of whether this trick works well for others, at least the senior sister's motherly love is shown.

At this moment, the guilt in Catherine's heart surged into her heart. She looked at Louis with red eyes distressedly, and reached out to hold his hand.

"I'm sorry, Louis -" Even the little deer stopped barking. Catherine seemed to be really distressed: "I... of course I believe you. In my heart, you will always be the most... the best."

She suppressed her shy words, just to make Lewis feel less sad.

"Really?" Lewis squeezed out a pair of puppy-like eyes, "Do you really think so?"

"Of course." Catherine nodded heavily.

"Then you... like me?" Lewis started to trick him.

"Of course..." Catherine thought something was wrong when she said this. She looked at Louis' unable to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, and she still didn't understand what was going on?

When she understood, she stomped on Lewis bitterly: "I really misjudged you! You bastard! Shameless! Despicable little deer!"

She then stormed out of the auditorium, leaving Louis sitting there regretfully.

Only then did the Harry and Ron trio dare to come forward - as for Draco, he had already gone back to the dormitory and shivered.

"Tsk...it was almost." Louis regretted this, saying words that the trio could not understand. He was thinking that if he had held back at that time, would the task have been completed now?

Just as he was regretting it, some sinister words came from behind him.

"It seems Mr. Mountbatten is really happy?"

Looking back, it was Snape, staring at him with a gloomy face, and his big aquiline nose made him look so ruthless.

When Harry saw Snape while the other two were whispering, his mind was filled with Quirrell's words.

"If Snape hadn't been chanting a counter-curse beside you to save your life, I would have killed you long ago. Why did you ask him to be the referee for your second game? He wanted to ensure that I would no longer harm you. you."