I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

"I have to say, you really surprised us." Fred said with an exaggerated expression on his face: "You started going out at night on the first day of your freshman year. You don't take the school rules seriously.

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"How do you know I travel at night?" Louis looked sideways at the twins.

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes." George continued: "The two of us watched you walk almost the entire castle. Fortunately, you followed the principal's instructions and did not go to the fourth floor."

"Why did you go around the third floor eleven times? Is there anything good there?"

Louis blushed. In fact, he was lost...

The stairs of Hogwarts are like a movie, they are constantly moving, and it is easy to get sidetracked while walking around. As Gemini said, he did walk up and down the third floor eleven times.

"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, we won't force it." Fred patted Harry on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The two of us are going to eat. If you three need anything, you can come to us."

After all, Louis didn't tell anyone about the Marauder's Map. Forget it, let's wait until we get more familiar with it...

After the twins left, Harry, who had been holding back for a long time, finally asked impatiently: "So, Louis, tell me your tips."

"I can teach you, but you have to practice magic spells with me." Louis had the idea of ​​​​gathering the wool. The skill introduction mentioned that actual combat can gain skill proficiency faster, so he decided to start with these two friends.

"No problem." The two little ones patted their chests and confirmed.

"Actually, it's very simple to say." Louis picked up a chickpea on the dinner plate with his right hand and picked it up in front of the two of them: "Take the transformation technique as an example. You have to concentrate on imagining it in your mind - for example, you

If you want to turn it into a white square, you must first complete the shape of the square in your mind. The moment it becomes clear in your mind... vera verto!"

As Louis waved the magic wand with his left hand, the bean turned into a small square white square.

"Look, that's it. No matter what kind of spell you want to cast, in my opinion, the most important thing is that you have to believe in your own magic." Louis looked at the two people's careful thinking and continued: "Think about it

Well, even you yourself doubt whether the magic can be successful, so how can you possibly successfully release the spell?"

"I'll try again." Ron thought for a moment and took out the old wand he inherited from Charlie. He closed his eyes and thought for a while, pointed at the fork in front of him and chanted: "vera verto!"

A miracle happened, and the fork turned into half a table knife - yes, the four pointed parts of the fork were still retained, but the rest was no different from the table knife on the side.

This is already a great improvement, not that Ron's qualifications are not good, but because the owner of the wand he uses is not him - as Ollivander said, when a wizard chooses a wand, the wand also

When choosing a wizard. Ron and Charlie have two completely different personalities. If the wands can match each other, it will be a miracle.

If he can succeed even half of the time, Ron is considered to be very talented.

It should be said that poverty limited Ron's development space.

Louis was thinking about when to change Ron's outfit. Of course... he had to find a perfect reason. After all, Ron was a very strong person, and Louis didn't want to hurt his self-esteem.

"Wow." Harry looked at the fork and knife in front of him in surprise. He really didn't expect his friend to succeed so quickly.

"It's a pity that your wand doesn't work, Ron, otherwise it would have been completely successful." Harry added.

Ron lowered his head in frustration, but Louis' words rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Ha, think about it, if you can cast spells perfectly with this kind of wand that doesn't fit you, then... what will it be like when you get a wand that fits you perfectly?"

"You're right, Louis." Ron clenched his fists and smiled: "With you guiding me in learning spells, I will definitely succeed, definitely!"

"The most important thing is your own efforts." Louis recovered the chickpeas and ate them: "However, I can't teach you tips in vain - you have to practice magic spells with me from time to time."

"No problem." The two of them agreed together.

Louis smiled mysteriously. If Diana were here, she would definitely be able to tell that he was going to cause trouble. But poor Harry and Ron didn't understand him and only thought he was happy.

"There are two potions classes on Friday morning." Louis' eyes were bright: "I heard that our dean is famous for being strict, and... Harry, you made an enemy of Malfoy on the train." At this point, he lowered his voice.

He said in a loud voice: "I heard from Slytherin classmates that the Malfoy family has a close relationship with Professor Snape. Harry, you might be targeted..."

Louis saw Harry's somewhat nonchalant expression and began to take advantage of him: "If he makes things difficult for you in class and openly deducts points from Gryffindor, think about it, what will your Gryffindor classmates think of you?

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Harry, who had the burden of being an idol, was obviously a little uneasy. He didn't care about being pinched by Snape, but he couldn't ignore what his classmates thought of him. He asked in a low voice with some worry: "Ah? Then...then what should I do?"

What should I do?"

"Learn Potions well." Louis said firmly.

Unfortunately, Louis just wanted to see Professor Snape's speechless expression.

But... maybe we can let Harry dress up as a woman and take classes? Well, this is a good idea, but how can we get him to agree?

A cruel idea gradually emerged in Louis' mind. Why not stop at nothing and join forces with the prank-loving twins to set a trap for Harry?

Brothers, Harry wouldn't blame him...right?

There was another herbal medicine class after the lunch break. Since it was the first class of the new semester for new students, Professor Sprout did not arrange any weird herbal medicines for everyone to learn. He just briefly talked about a few humorous facts about herbalism.

Funny little story. Louis noticed that Neville, who was sleepy in the Transfiguration class, was actually full of energy in the Herbology class, and won two points for Gryffindor.

Maybe this is talent.

After dinner and saying goodbye to Harry and others, Louis returned to the Slytherin lounge, ready to pick up the book "Low Level Charms Tutorial". As soon as he opened the door, he saw someone sitting on the bench in the lounge.

There was a senior classmate with a constipated look on his face, and behind him stood three Slytherin seniors of about the same age.

Louis didn't care either, maybe these seniors were having a meeting with nothing to do, he thought to himself and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

"Look, this is the new Mudblood? How rude." The senior's voice was as harsh as a chirp: "Classmate Flint, you have really brought shame to Slytherin, to be treated by such a person.

defeat."

Marcus squinted his teeth and chin, shuddered, and humbly nodded and bowed to please this untouchable senior.