I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

"You want me to let you go, and you refuse to call me good brother. This makes it difficult for me." Louis pressed Catherine's hands with one hand, and lifted her slender chin with the other, speaking in a frivolous tone.

He looks very much like a playboy.

"Don't even think about it!" Catherine looked at Louis angrily. Her body was so weak that she had no strength to resist. She could only be held captive with both hands, unable to move.

"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty." Louis showed the iconic smile of the villains, and stretched out his claws to continue scratching.

"Okay, okay, oo...hahaha...um...little deer, no more." Catherine laughed so hard that she trembled with laughter, and quickly begged for mercy: "I was wrong...stop scratching..."

Louis stopped what he was doing, patted his senior sister's peach, and asked with a smile: "Huh? What should you call me?"

"Good... good brother..." Catherine's voice was as thin as a gnat, almost buried in the treasure on her chest.

"Can't hear, can't hear." Louis stretched his ears and looked dissatisfied. Who could he possibly care about with such a small voice?

Catherine rolled her eyes at him resentfully, put her fragrant lips close to Louis' ear, and said softly in a tired tone: "Good brother~"

"Hey, you're so good." Louis patted Catherine's small waist with satisfaction, turned over and dismounted, and straightened the quilt that was kicked into a ball by Catherine: "Okay, I'm going to take a bath, it's time to go to bed soon, shall we?

"

"I have no energy, you go ahead..." Catherine said quietly.

"Let's take a break and we'll be together later." Louis lay back down again. This guy was very shameless, and Catherine couldn't do anything to him.

It has been eaten to death.

Lemonia in the office was so sore that she hit the floor, but there was nothing she could do about these two people.

After all, no matter how evil she was, she would not dare to go against Louis' will.

After all, Louis did not get rid of his height disadvantage. He simply took a bath and still did not do anything excessive.

As the days passed, the weather gradually became colder, and the heirs of Slytherin did not continue to launch attacks. During this time, everyone secretly exchanged amulets, exorcisms, and other things to protect themselves without telling the teacher.

The Harry trio came to Louis mysteriously and gave him a voodoo doll, which was said to be able to ward off evil spirits. Catherine, whose image gradually reversed in the eyes of the three little animals, also received an ugly voodoo doll.

She really liked the doll as a gift and would carry this voodoo doll with her wherever she went.

Louis told her that she was not in any danger and there was no need to bring this voodoo doll around as it would be of no use anyway. However, Catherine felt that this was the first gift given to her by the little animals and it should be taken seriously.

He felt that Catherine was actually just enjoying the feeling of being taken seriously as the professor's girlfriend.

In the second week of December, professors from the four colleges came as usual to collect the list of students who would stay at school for Christmas. After asking Catherine, Louis thought about it and decided to fill in the option of not going home for the New Year.

And the agreed day for the duel is coming soon.

On this day, Hogwarts, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became noisy. Reporters from major daily newspapers, directors of the school board, wizards from pure-blood families, officials from the Ministry of Magic, and even Fudge himself came to witness the magic.

A strange thing for the first time in the world.

The crowd in the auditorium is bustling, and students can be said to be shoulder to shoulder. The original long dining table and chairs in the auditorium are long gone, replaced by a dedicated gold-plated dueling platform, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating in the sky. The ceiling is once again

The ground turned into darkness like the night sky.

Sitting at the guest table were Principal Dumbledore, the four deans, and officials from the Ministry of Magic. Others stood on both sides of the duel stage, waiting for the protagonists to enter.

The duel is a best-of-five game, which is the legendary bo5. Since Louis has to take care of four colleges, Ron, the Harry trio, automatically withdraws, allowing Harry and Hermione to join; Slytherin College

It was Draco who didn't run away, it was Justin Finch-Fletchley who was in Ravenclaw, and it was Hannah Abbott who was a blacksmith in Hufflepuff House.

Louis specially customized all their outfits from Savile Row, including robes - the royal tailors in Savile Row know the rules very well and know what it means not to ask what should not be asked, and not to pass on what should not be passed on.

Therefore, they did not raise any questions about the strange wizard's outfit. It must be said that the workmanship may not be any better than Madam Malkin's magic craftsmanship, but what she wears is her heritage.

As soon as she put on the clothes and told the little wizards the price of the clothes, Hannah's legs softened and she sat on the stool. Justin was born as a Muggle and was a student of Yinton College, so he knew

What does Savile Row represent? He was even more miserable than Hannah and sat down on the ground.

Then he jumped up as if he was electrocuted, and was still slapping the back of his butt hard - just kidding, it would be a shame for such expensive clothes to be dirty... But he forgot to clean up the new curse.

Hermione was also a little dizzy. She held Harry with her other hand on her forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Ha... Harry, hold on to me, I'm a little... a little dizzy..."

Harry didn't have any idea about money - after all, this kid was a wealthy man himself. He let go of Hermione with some gloating, and looked like an eagle mother kicking her chick off the cliff: "You have to rely on yourself, Hermione, when you

When you can stand firm on your own without the help of external force, it means that you have not been knocked down by money."

Of course, this is not how eagles train their chicks, as everyone knows.

Looking at Hermione's swaying figure, Harry began to count the seconds with gloating.

"One - two - three -" After counting here, Harry saw that Hermione was about to fall, and immediately rushed up to hold her right hand, shook it hard, and said with a silly smile: "Congratulations! You were not hit by money.

fall!"

Hermione gave Harry a middle finger gesture, and then she seemed to think that this feeling was not bad, so she stretched out her other hand and gave Harry a double middle finger gesture.

"Hahaha... cluck..." She was amused by her own behavior. She laughed so much that she held her knees and even couldn't straighten her back.

Now it was Harry's turn to be depressed.

"Okay, don't be nervous, relax and relax." Louis began to give pre-match guidance, just like a coach.

At first, everyone was not too nervous, but after Lewis said this, they became a little nervous, especially Hannah. She gasped for air and put a hand on her chest. The violent heartbeat made her feel as if her heart was about to stop.

It felt like something was popping out of my throat.

Louis knew that he was a bit self-defeating. He chuckled and said, "It's nothing. Come on, why don't we shout a slogan? I'll shout three two one, and everyone will shout cheers together. How about that?"

"Come on, come all over and form a circle around the city." Louis smiled and stretched out his arms, one person next to the other, with Hermione on his left and Harry on his right. After everyone was standing, Louis motioned for everyone to stretch out their arms together.

Putting his right hands in the middle and stacking them together, he looked at the team members who were still taking deep breaths and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be nervous, come on, listen to me, three, two, one..."

"Come on!" The six people pressed down hard with their right hands and shouted in unison.

"Okay, let's go into the auditorium." Louis patted their shoulders one by one and greeted them to walk into the auditorium.

After entering the auditorium, Louis saw Gilderoy Lockhart standing on the duel stage waiting for him. He was wearing a purple-red robe today and was as dazzling as a peacock with his tail spread. It would be better to ask him which day he was not.

Such arrogance. When he saw Louis coming in with five team members, he walked down the duel stage with a greasy smile. When he was far away, he stretched out his hands and tried to shake hands.

As a gentleman among gentlemen, Louis was naturally not rude. He politely held Professor Lockhart's extended hands and smiled sincerely.

But he himself didn't know how sincere the smile on his face was.

"Hello, Professor Lewis, hello." Lockhart showed his trademark toothy smile to the reporter who was taking pictures. After posing a few more times, he signaled everyone to be quiet and said loudly: "Then, please, Kang

Minister Nellie Fudge lectures you on this duel."

Along with the warm applause, Fudge stood up with applause, smiled in a friendly manner, and stretched out his arms after a while.

He pressed his hand forward to signal everyone to be quiet.

After the applause ended, Fudge cleared his throat and added amplification magic to himself.

"Everyone must have heard about this bet." Fudge smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and said, "Our newborn calf, His Royal Highness Louis Mountbatten, who was born into a noble family."

The emphasis on the words "Barton" is probably to remind people in the wizarding world not to underestimate him because of his young age - it is very likely that this kid is a pioneer sent by the Muggle royal family to intervene in the wizarding world.

"Young people are always brave. He made a bet. Around Christmas, five of his second-year classmates would be selected, and Professor Lockhart would select five of his fifth-year classmates.

Classmates, let's have a duel - the bet is who will be in charge of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course for the second grade of Hogwarts in the future, and His Highness Louis can choose as many grades as he wants to teach." Fudge said with a smile.

"Of course, I won't say any more nonsense. I think everyone can't wait to watch this rare duel as soon as possible." At this point, Fudge pretended to tilt his head and asked Dumbledore: "Dumbledore

Principal Lido, do you have anything to say?"

Principal Dumbledore tilted his head and looked back at him, with an intriguing smile on his face and an unpredictable light shining on his half-moon lenses.

In fact, Fudge's behavior of stealing the spotlight is a bit excessive, even if he is the Minister of Magic. After all, first of all, Dumbledore is the principal of Hogwarts, and secondly, Dumbledore is the most powerful person in the wizarding world today.

Wizards deserve respect.

But Dumbledore was famous for his good temper and didn't want to say anything more.

Louis knew very well what kind of medicine Dumbledore was selling in his gourd. This was Zheng Bo Duan Yu Yan's trick. If he wanted to kill him, he must first make him crazy.

Once a person becomes crazy, his mentality will be out of balance, so there will be flaws.

"No, I just want to remind you that competition comes second and friendship comes first. Don't hurt your friendship."

And with Dumbledore's deliberate connivance, Fudge's mentality became even more arrogant.

"That's it, that's it." Fudge smiled a little sadly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he announced loudly: "Okay, I announce - the duel competition has officially begun!"

Lockhart also brought five classmates. It seems that this guy is very smart. There is not a single Slytherin among these classmates.

But Louis always felt a little awkward, but he couldn't tell where it was.

At this time, George squeezed over and tugged at the corner of Louis' clothes without leaving a trace. When Louis lowered his head to look, George looked around, made a silent gesture, and gave him a note.

"Polyjuice Potion." was scrawled on the note in what appeared to be Percy's handwriting, along with the words "Crisis Bernstein."

Louis waved his hand and burned the note with a strong fire. He looked up and saw that Lockhart was on the stage asking his team members to introduce themselves.

"Vesnina Aizel." The first voice was a flaxen-haired female voice. Her voice sounded a little awkward, as if it was deliberately artificial.

Tifa in the audience coughed.

"From Ravenclaw," Vesnina added, her voice sounding much more normal this time.

The short, fat boy behind him immediately followed and introduced himself: "Chris Bernstein, from Gryffindor House."

"Bruce Topher, from Hufflepuff." This is a tall and thin senior boy, standing next to the short and fat boy, like pork cans and beer bottles put together.

"Kain Arryn, from Ravenclaw." This is a boy with freckles on his face, who looks silly.

"Leon Coppet, from Ravenclaw." The last one was a senior boy who looked like he had been in prison, more like Azkaban than Ravenclaw.

When he heard Chris Bernstein introduce himself, Louis immediately thought of Percy's little note. He didn't understand what it meant - these classmates were all fooled by Lockhart or Fudge.

dark

The bag fell out of place.

Use Polyjuice Potion.

Not knowing where the real classmates were hiding, Louis felt a little uneasy. He reached out to greet Ron, and after whispering a few words, Ron began to squeeze towards the guest of honor seat.

After giving Ron instructions, Louis also led five team members onto the duel stage.

Strangely enough, these five little guys felt less nervous after they got on the duel stage. Hermione, in particular, looked at the seniors in front of her with a confident face, and she felt as if she was looking at them as if they were bidding for the top.

After similarly introducing himself, Louis was ready to start drawing lots.

The rules of the draw are first-come-first-served basis, and the person who draws first will have priority in selecting his opponent - Louis was more embarrassed, and in the spirit of a gentleman, he asked Lockhart to draw first, but in the end, this boy was really shameless and grabbed a ball.

When he opened the paper, he really got the word "Xian".

In the first match, Vesnina from Ravenclaw chose Justin Finch-Fletchley, who was also from Ravenclaw.

Maybe it’s because Di Baotian is easier to bully?