I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

"You're looking for death!"

Flint barged his teeth and rushed forward with a roar, and his thoughts were interrupted again with a clear drink.

"Langlock!"

He didn't even have time to dodge, but he saw the blue sword in front of him magnified infinitely, and then he felt severe pain in his mouth, and he flew backwards.

The remaining three people looked at each other and rushed towards Louis. Unexpectedly, Louis raised his wand, and a violent bright light burst out. The sudden strong light caused them to panic, and they all covered their eyes and screamed, but Louis one after another

The ground was beaten into a pig's head.

Lewis crossed the pig heads, lifted Marcus Flint up and put him on the chair, leaned over slightly and patted his bruised face with the crystal sword, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, where will we start from this section?"

What did you learn in the class?”

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Marcus just kept apologizing. He was really afraid of this junior student who looked extremely elegant but also extremely scary.

"Don't let me see you bullying any classmates again, understand?" Louis smiled very kindly: "If you are seen by me again, it will not be as simple as an etiquette class."

"Okay, the senior was really careless. He actually injured himself in the last etiquette class." After Lewis finished speaking, he stood up and tapped his shoulder with the crystal sword: "Remember to tell these seniors who were sleeping in class to come to school.

After that, everyone will write me a 500-word post-class reflection, and hand it over to me three days later, do you understand?"

"Understood...understood..." Marcus repeated mechanically, thinking that after arriving at school, he must talk about this matter with Dean Snape, and it would be best to expel this little devil in front of him.

Louis gave him a meaningful smile, turned around and walked out of the cubicle.

Then he saw Neville standing at the door waiting for him holding Leif.

"Oh, that's pretty quick. Did you find Leif?" Louis asked with a smile.

"Oh...well, the senior sister in the cubicle found it for me." Neville said somewhat vaguely.

Louis patted Neville and asked, "Have you thanked him?"

"Yeah, thank you." Neville replied.

Lewis nodded and looked towards the cubicle.

I thought that the senior sister would not be easy to talk to if she was so cold, but it seems that she is still a bit cold-hearted and warm-hearted?

What a cute contrast... Louis became curious about his senior sister.

After dragging Neville back to their cubicle, and passing by a little girl with shaggy hair and big teeth at the door, Louis entered the cubicle and found that Ron's expression was not quite right.

"No matter which college I'm assigned to, I don't want to be assigned to her." Ron's face looked a little bitter. He threw the wand into the box and saw Louis coming in from the door: "Louis, are you back?"

"What's wrong with this?" Louis asked when he saw the candies scattered on the floor of the cubicle.

"Don't mention it." Ron sighed, picked up a mouse from the ground by its tail, and said distressedly: "Oh, Scabbers, poor... Malfoy is too bad, how could he treat a mouse like this?

Old rat?"

Lewis looked at Ron's expression and felt a little nauseous.

He knew the true identity of Scabbers - he was suddenly looking forward to what Ron would look like when he knew that this rat was a bald, greasy middle-aged man.

"A fight?" Louis asked with concern, squatting down with Neville to help Ron and Harry clean up the messy ground.

"Scabbers had a fight, but I didn't." Ron stroked Scabbers' fur carefully and told his friends what happened.

Just like the original work, Goyle tried to snatch their chocolate frog, but was bitten hard by Scabbers on the hand. Ron danced and vividly told everyone about the embarrassment of the Malfoy trio, and for a while the carriage was filled with happy people.

Air.

"Speaking of which, Louis had a fight just now." Neville thought of what happened in the Slytherin carriage just now, and said to Ron with a smile: "You know, Louis just beat up the Slytherin seniors.

, one person beats five!”

"Well done!" Ron said angrily: "There are no good people in Slytherin - I really hope we can be sorted into the same house, I hope the teacher can listen to our requests... let's all go to Gryffindor

." He looked at Harry and Louis with eager eyes, his eyes full of expectation.

"I really want to go to Gryffindor too." Louis smiled elegantly and calmly, and Harry nodded and smiled silly.

The door of the compartment was opened, and the little witch with the fluffy hair stuck her head in. Louis knew that this good-looking little girl with potential was Emma...no, it was Hermione Granger.

"You'd better put on your robes. I've already gone to the front of the car to ask the driver. We will arrive at Hogwarts soon."

Hermione's tone was very much like the nosy monitor when she was a child.

"I know... hurry up and get out, we have to change clothes - do you want to see it too?" Ron's tone was filled with boredom. He really hated this self-righteous little witch.

Hermione rolled her eyes and said disdainfully: "I have no interest in you." She pointed at her nose: "Did you know? There is something dirty on your nose."

While she was walking out, Ron rolled his eyes at her back.

"God knows what kind of people would like her." Ron muttered to himself.

Louis heard his soliloquy and couldn't help but smile to himself, young man, the day you will smell so good...

After several of them changed into their robes, the train also stopped. The announcement before getting off informed that the luggage should be left in the carriage and would be delivered to the dormitories of each college after the sorting. A few people followed the crowded crowd and got out of the carriage, and a cold breeze blew

It gave a few of them a chill.

"First-year freshmen, first-year freshmen, come over here! Harry, come over here, oh my God, are you okay?" A thick voice sounded, and Louis suddenly felt Harry's hand next to him.

Restless, he whispered to everyone, unable to suppress the joy in his voice: "It's Hagrid, my friend Hagrid." Then he shouted loudly: "I'm here, Hagrid."

"I see you." Hagrid's bearded face was filled with a joyful smile: "Come on, follow me, and be careful where you step."

To be honest, the road Hagrid led was wet, dark, slippery, and extremely bumpy. Ron took two steps and his foot slipped, hitting Harry on the butt, causing Harry to stagger.

.

"Oh, I'm sorry Harry, damn, it's too dark..." Ron complained in a low voice.

Louis took out the wand from his arms and whispered: "lumos."

A dazzling light lit up, illuminating everyone's feet. There was a commotion among the freshmen, but eventually it fell silent.

"Cool." Ron praised from the bottom of his heart.