I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Building snowmen is a long-standing sport, whether in the East or the West, it has a long history.

Some people say that making snowmen in the East is imported from the West. This is not true. There are poems in the Song Dynasty to prove it. People make snow lions to play with when it snows. The difference between making snowmen in the East and the West is just whether they use carrots or not. This is also true.

Is it difficult for the official ladies of the Song Dynasty to use agate hammers without carrots?

In his previous life, he went to Northeast China to study for a few years, so Louis often built snowmen. Speaking of which, I have to mention the wildness of Bingcheng students. Since his sister in the previous life liked to watch Korean dramas, Louis always had the impression of snowball fights.

A man and a woman touch each other politely, which is a romantic and tight activity.

Until he went to school in Bingcheng.

I still remember that during the first heavy snowfall in October that year, he was called out by his roommates to have a snowball fight. The boss specifically told him to cover up tightly. At that time, Louis didn’t take it seriously. Le Dianding went downstairs and made a snowball. As soon as he raised his head, he

Watching three big men rush over and pick him up, swinging around for a long time and throwing him into a snowdrift half a meter high.

What followed was the inhumane burial alive. Every time Louis thought about that time, he felt a little sad.

Under the snowdrift, he looked like Zweig's Scott.

It should be said that the students at Hogwarts have not released their inner beasts yet, so they are quite elegant. At least everyone is building snowmen seriously.

As soon as they selected a site to build a snowman, Harry and Ron ran over and asked Louis if he had any good ideas.

Louis shrugged, looked at Catherine who was directing the snow pile with her wand, and decided in her heart that she should make another one.

"I'm going to build Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannons," Lewis said.

When the two little ones heard it, was it okay? Such a noble name...

Louis rolled out a long cannon barrel and inserted it into the ground almost instantly. After thinking about it, he felt that something was missing, so he placed two more snowball cannonballs on the side.

"Oh my god Louis, what are you doing!" Hermione's voice rang out.

When Louis looked over, he saw Hermione's little face flushed with embarrassment, looking like how could you do this, I really misjudged you.

"Oh, this is the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon." Louis said seriously.

"This is obviously..." Hermione became anxious, pointing at Louis' masterpiece with one hand, her face turned red and she was speechless.

That sentence was really embarrassing to say, it was too difficult.

"I still suggest that you have a healthier mind, Hermione." Louis shrugged: "For a girl in adolescence like you, it's best not to always think about things that are not there."

"But..." Hermione still pointed at Louis' masterpiece, but was teased by Louis until she was speechless, and her little feet stamped on the ground hatefully.

Just when I didn't know what to say, Dumbledore's voice rang in my ears.

"Hey, young people are really energetic. When it's snowing, it's indispensable to pile up some snow."

"Headmaster, look at Louis's masterpiece..." Hermione pointed at Louis' masterpiece and was about to complain, but she saw Dumbledore looking at Louis' masterpiece with a confused look on his face...

"Oh, isn't this the Armstrong Accelerating Swing Jet Armstrong Cannon? The degree of completion is so high..." Dumbledore seemed to recall some history, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I think the Ottoman Empire was trying to break through the

The city wall of Constantinople ordered craftsmen to make this cannon. The state of vitality and all things competing is still before our eyes..."

"Eh?" Hermione was stunned, why is this different from the script she thought of?

Was the final glory of our Christian world shattered by such an obscene thing?

"Oh, it's Professor Dumbledore." Louis greeted: "Professor, why didn't you go to work on the snow, instead of coming to my place?"

"I've already done it... Ha, look over there." Dumbledore pointed to a tall snowy mountain in the distance.

Oh, you can tell it's Dumbledore, but in the form of a bee. The principal even gave him

I installed a butt, painted with yellow and black patterns, with a magic wand stuck in the tip, probably used to pretend to be a tail needle; I also installed two tentacles on the head of the sculpture, which looks silly.

Silly.

"Wow...that's amazing..." Hermione was immediately attracted by Dumbledore's sculpture.

Looking back at the sculpture of Louis, his eyes turned into beady eyes.

Looking at Louis with disdain, Hermione curled her lips: "Even if your sculpture is a cannon, it is too crude..."

"What do you know? What do you know? Ah? Cannons are a man's romance!" Louis looked dissatisfied and angry. Isn't Dumbledore's sculpture a little taller, more detailed, a little more realistic, and mine?

How can cannons be inferior to him?

Principal Dumbledore hummed a little tune and walked away, continuing to inspect the sculptures of his classmates.

"Hey, stop rubbing." Louis said to Harry and Ron, who were still rubbing the cannonballs, "I actually have an idea that is not very mature..."

"What do you think?" they both asked curiously.

"How about..." Louis clapped his fists on his hands: "How about we also put a bee's butt behind the cannon!"

Hermione looked helpless to complain: "Come on, Louis... you are stitching, plagiarizing Principal Dumbledore, it is not a mature idea at all, okay?"

But Ron and Harry actually responded excitedly: "Yes, why didn't I think of it? Louis is the one with your clever mind."

"Haha... Where, where..." Louis said, using magic to rub a bee's butt, and attached it to the back of the barrel.

"You... uh..." Hermione obviously didn't know what to say.

She raised her head and saw Professor Snape walking over.

That's right! Professor Snape has always disliked students, especially in this situation. It is definitely the best time to deduct points! He will definitely take care of it and will not let Louis run wild in the abyss of sin...

…

Thinking of this, she greeted: "Professor Snape..."

"Oh, isn't this the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon? The degree of completion is really high..." Professor Snape tugged at the corner of his mouth expressionlessly and sighed.

"..." Hermione opened her mouth wide with a look of disbelief...

She is also a little doubtful about life now. Is this thing really a cannon? It doesn't matter that Dumbledore likes to play around, why is Professor Snape like this too...

"Professor, don't you think... this cannon looks very... very like that?" Hermione finally asked her doubts.

Snape slowly turned his head, looked at Hermione with an extremely disgusted look, and said slowly: "I know that little witches of your age will always like to think wildly because they have entered puberty, but I suggest that you

When dealing with art, you must maintain a pure heart and do not tarnish the pure and noble art in the world..."

Hermione was almost going crazy, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Am I really impure?

Tired, destroy it.

"Professor, have you also participated in the sculpture activity?" Louis raised his head and asked.

"Of course there is. Look, the doe over there." Although Snape had a deadpan expression and an emotionless voice, all four of them could hear the show off in his words.

It has to be said that the potion master's sculpting skills are also excellent. The two deer are so vivid and they seem to be whispering to each other.

But why two ends?

Of course Louis knew, he didn't even ask because of his high emotional intelligence.

"Wow... I didn't expect the professor's sculpture skills to be so high... these two deer really seem to have come to life..." Ron praised from the bottom of his heart.

"For your discernment, Mr. Weasley, one point from Gryffindor." Snape actually added one point to Gryffindor for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, Louis' words completely broke his defense.

"But they are dead after all." The sourness in Louis' words

Anyone can smell it, it’s so sour...

"Ten points from Slytherin!" Snape walked away with a dark face, like a bat spirit.

The three little ones looked at the stunned Lewis and couldn't help laughing.

Hermione smiled the most exaggeratedly, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

"Seriously, Louis, I think you should... uh, um, change to a statue instead of a cannon like this that is easily misunderstood..." Hermione finally changed her mind, but still persisted "It's easy to be misunderstood..."

"This view.

"It's the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon!" Louis corrected: "Don't even think about slandering my sacred sculptures. You know, every sculpture is as cute as a child in the eyes of the sculptor..."

Hermione looked at the sculpture and thought to herself, this is what happened to your child...

You mean to say obscene, right?

As he spoke, Louis placed a deer antler on the top of the cannon.

When it comes to stitching, you should always stitch it more comprehensively and learn from the strengths of others...

Hermione could no longer complain. She sighed and prepared to sit on the ground to think of something to pile up.

The three men in front of me are not trustworthy at all.

"Hey, Hermione." A soft voice sounded in her ears. She turned around and saw that it was Vitaly.

"Ah, Miss Healyacres..." Hermione quickly replied.

But Vitaly soon turned her attention to Louis' masterpiece.

"Isn't this the Armstrong gyrojet Armstrong cannon? The degree of completion is really high..." Vitaly admired with blurred eyes. She looked at the cannon for a while, then looked at Louis for a while, and her scarlet tongue kept touching her upper lip.

Crossed over….

Hermione was shocked again. She no longer doubted whether there was such a cannon in history. What she now doubted was whether she was indeed mentally unhealthy...

"I remember that during the European War, Germany once pulled out this cannon to bombard Paris... Under the leadership of General Gallieni, Er Dezi's conspiracy was finally crushed... Haha, I, France, am really invincible!

"Vitaly's tone was full of nostalgia for the glory of France.

"'Generalissimo, here I come.'" Louis rolled his eyes and tried to use the name of a song to break Vitaly's dream.

Of course, this song also has a purpose. It is the national anthem of the Vichy regime and a personal ode to Philippe Pétain...

Yes, it is the national anthem after the surrender of France that lasted longer than a building in Grad, the loving father of man.

"Ugh qq..." Vitaly's defense was broken immediately. She looked at Lewis with an evil look on his face resentfully, without saying a word, but with accusations and sorrow in his eyes.

"I hope you won't forget the credit of the taxi drivers and don't always attribute the credit to individuals." Louis continued to add: "Of course, if this is a characteristic of your country, I can understand..."

Vitaly suddenly wanted to tear down her statue.

"So, what is the portrait of Miss Healyacres?" Hermione quickly changed the subject. She was really afraid that Vitali would get angry and cry on the spot.

Vitaly snorted and pointed to the statue of Louis not far away.

Hey, it should be said that he is the adult version of Louis. Judging from the body proportions, he should be at least 1.8 meters tall.

But this giant statue of Louis is almost as tall as four or five people. He is wearing a stand-up collared trench coat and holding a lion's head staff. He looks like a gentleman to the extreme. The expression on his face is like a fan chart, three parts pampering and one part doting.

Disdain and four points of indifference.

A typical female channel product.

"I asked, did Miss Healyacres beautify Louis?" Hermione curled her lips and said, "According to body proportions, Louis' legs are not that long at all, okay?"

"What do you know! Silly girl!" Louis folded his arms and hummed, looking at the sculpture in front of him with admiration: "Yes, yes, this is exactly the grown-up me..."

The trio all looked like I don’t know this person... Isn’t this too narcissistic? Even if you are handsome, you are indeed

He's handsome, but he can't brag, right?

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, we were talking about the statue of Miss Healyacres." Hermione looked back and saw that it was Catherine, accompanied by Christasa who was eating Snow Maiden one by one.

"Is that this?" Catherine pointed at Louis' statue and said, then frowned at the pair of antlers and the bee's butt: "Look at this nice Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon, how it looks like after you sewed it up.

Okay...but the degree of completion is really high..."

Hermione was completely unable to complain. She had now completely accepted the fact that she was indeed dirty at heart and looked at Louis' masterpiece with colored glasses.

"I remember my mother once told me that during the Ottoman Empire's Western Expedition, this cannon was used to blast open the city wall of Vienna... If the Lancers of God hadn't come to the rescue in time, I'm afraid Europe would have been...

” At this point, Catherine suddenly stopped talking.

"It's not this...it's the statue of Louis over there..." Hermione reminded in a low voice.

Catherine's expression suddenly changed. She squinted her eyes to look at Vitaly, and then followed the direction Hermione pointed and saw the tall statue of Louis.

"Haha..." Catherine's laughter had an ominous aura, which made the three little ones and Louis present feel a chill in their necks.

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Lin family dragon girl