I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

The audience burst into thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.

The little wizards had never heard a speech before, and it was such an impassioned speech as Louis's. They all clapped their hands so hard that they didn't want to stop until they were red and stinging.

Louis reached out and pressed down to stop everyone's applause: "Some people may say that I don't have any ideals to change the magical world and create a new order. I understand you. Everyone has their own way of life, but I want to tell you , your reason for learning Defense Against the Dark Arts goes far beyond that."

Louis knew that it was not enough to talk about the ideals in the distance. He also had to let them know that the ambiguity in front of them was as fragile as duckweed in the wind.

"Think about it, when your parents, your brothers and sisters, and your family fall under the spell of a dark wizard because of your poor study, will you regret it at that time? Use a little more effort?"

The faces of the students in the audience showed thoughtful expressions, and a few even clenched their fists.

Even those students who had not been impressed by Lewis's "great idea" before were emotionally aroused at this time. Who doesn't have family and friends? There are still very few orphans in the wizarding world.

Of course, I didn’t mean to insinuate Scar Head...

Louis knew that the time had come to strike while the iron was hot. He clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "For the sake of our family and friends, we must also study hard!"

"Study! Study! Study!" The atmosphere among the students was also completely aroused.

Dumbledore outside the door did not feel offended at all. Even though he was pulled out by Louis to criticize him, he still ate lemon sorbet with a smile on his face.

In fact, Louis really blamed him wrongly.

It can only be said that the situation at Hogwarts is complicated, with the Ministry of Magic, former Death Eaters, the Order of the Phoenix, and the four neutral forces intertwined.

Some people may ask, you, Dumbledore, are so powerful, why can't you speak from the perspective of strength?

Then Dumbledore's hope collapsed.

Not mentioning this, Louis was just about to start teaching in the class when he heard the Gemini shouting to each other: "Professor Mountbatten."

"Can you beat Miss Worley?"

"I guess you can't."

Ah this... Louis looked at Catherine, he was really not sure he could win.

Even if he had the bonus of Rune Language equipment, he still couldn't defeat him.

"Why don't you guys have a duel?"

"Let's see what our new professor is capable of."

The Weasley twins are really potato starches, thickening their food all over the world.

It would be a pity not to join the diplomatic field with this talent of being a master of fire.

Louis saw the expectant looks of his classmates, and had no choice but to look at Catherine: "What do you mean? Miss Worley?"

Catherine stood up gracefully, smiled slightly and replied: "My pleasure, Professor."

The students stood in two rows in different schools, leaving a wide path in the middle.

No one wants to be accidentally injured in a fight between gods and unknown AOE.

Only Slytherins know about Louis' strength, but everyone has seen Catherine's curse.

No one wants to mention the three-day trip to the medical wing.

The two of them came together, raised their wands to their chests, performed the wizard's duel salute, then turned around neatly and distanced themselves.

After bowing to each other, Louis made a gesture of invitation elegantly and politely.

"Ladies first, Miss Worley."

An old English gentleman.

Catherine was not polite, swung her staff and shot out a string of magic spells.

It looked like...he really didn't hold anything back.

Even the third grade students have never seen a wizard duel with such intensity - their concept of wizard duel is still limited to grinning and sizzling sex - there is no hint of Potter, in fact it is so.

Even with the exception of the Weasley twins, who were the most powerful except for Catherine, Kazuto's shooting spells were limited to small jinxes such as the front teeth and the stick.

This duel can be described as a visual feast. The strength of the two is no less than that of adult wizards. The magic spells come and go, which is very exciting. Occasionally, a few of them were reflected to the side by the armor's protection, causing the ground to become pitted and causing the little wizards around to scream.

This ground... let's wait for Dumbledore to send people over to repair it. It can also be regarded as demolishing the house at public expense, right?

It has some Erha attributes.

Dumbledore (biting a lollipop): I don't care, I have no money, don't come to me.

Courtesy three times.

After fighting for four or five minutes, Louis seized the flaw and successfully hit Catherine's wrist with a red light.

Her wand fell out of her hand and flew into Louis' hand, swirling.

When all the students in the room saw this scene, they gasped in unison and their eyes were as dull as silly geese.

No one dared to believe that a first-year student could defeat Slytherin's queen, the nightmare of third-year students - Catherine Worley.

Likewise, no one dared to cheer, and no one wanted to be the first to do so. Everyone knew that Louis might not be able to protect them if he was happy, and no one knew whether Catherine would become angry and take her anger out on them.

So everyone can only stand there like a goose.

"I'm convinced, Professor." Catherine puffed up her cheeks, looking cute and unwilling to admit defeat.

Just pamper him...

"It's my luck, Ms. Worley." Louis walked over and returned the wand to her.

He wiped the cold sweat without leaving a trace, looked at his classmates, and felt relieved.

Fortunately, no one discovered this fake match - he was already prepared to be hung and humiliated.

He never expected that Catherine would give him such face.

"Okay, you two are satisfied this time, Mr. Weasleys." Louis walked back to the podium: "I sincerely hope that you will not become a dozen Mr. Weasleys today."

The curse he learned in the third grade was still broken into pieces, and the monsters he faced were also living corpses. When it comes to Defense Against the Dark Arts spells, they actually know no more than first graders.

In Lewis's plan, the only difference between the third grade and the first grade is that the progress can be slightly faster.

That night, in the Room of Requirement, Louis was hung up by Catherine five times.

"Okay, okay, Kathy, thank you for today..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hung up again.

She was met with Catherine's cold gaze.

"No thank you." Louis clicked his tongue: "I understand the relationship between the two of us... Saying thank you means it's no secret."

Catherine's eyes softened.

"Look, you've calmed down. It's time to put me down, right?" Louis spread his hands.

Catherine then put him down.

She remembered what her mother said: she must give her man face outside.

From the looks of it, the effect seems to be pretty good.

Catherine has always been a person with a strong desire to win.

"Foolish little deer." Catherine's eyes were like a clear spring, washing Louis' heart softly.

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I'm attending someone else's wedding, and it's so tiring to help them clean up the wedding room... There are still a lot of things to do, maybe two or three updates to see if I can get drunk in a while... If I get drunk, I probably won't.