I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

"What is this?" Dudley's attention was immediately attracted, and his interest also increased. He was always very enthusiastic about food.

This could also explain why he is so fat now.

"Bibi's multi-flavored beans." Harry picked up a red bean and stuffed it into his mouth: "Each bean has a different taste, like mine... mine is strawberry flavored."

Harry suppressed the burning feeling in his mouth, the smell of strawberry fart, and the red thing on his stomach was obviously the devil's pepper.

At this moment, he was not fighting alone. James, Sirius, and Weiss were possessed by their souls at this moment...

"Really?" Dudley looked at Harry's blushing face with some hesitation: "Then why is your face turning red?"

"Excited." Harry held it in for a long time, trying not to look so scary.

Dudley twirled a piece of brown beans doubtfully, closed one eye and took a closer look at the bean candy in his hand, and then looked at Harry, whose face was as red as a monkey's butt. His intuition told him that Harry must not be holding anything back.

But he didn't want to act cowardly in front of Harry.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally made up his mind to eat the bean.

As soon as the beans entered his mouth, his face immediately turned bitter, but it was only for a moment, and Dudley immediately changed to a look of enjoyment.

"What did you taste like?" Harry asked curiously.

"Chocolate flavor, um, so sweet." Dudley replied immediately without even thinking about it.

In fact, what he ate tasted like mud. He knew that these Bibi multi-flavor beans were not a good thing and that his little cousin was cheating him.

Harry didn't believe in evil, so he picked up another purple piece, ate it and told him it tasted like blueberry.

The two cousins ​​were at odds. You and I were eating Bibi's multi-flavored beans one bite at a time. Finally, Harry couldn't hold on any longer and turned around and ran away.

Dudley saw that Harry had run away first, so he stood up and followed him, shouting, "Wait for me!"

"They have a really good relationship, don't they?" Diana asked Penny with a smile as she looked at the two brothers running out.

Penny nodded repeatedly, as frequently as a sewing machine.

The big black dog was like a ghost, wandering back and forth near No. 4 Privet Drive. When Harry ran out to vomit, the big black dog even came over and sniffed the corner of his trousers.

Harry was a little afraid of dogs and stood there without daring to speak or move. At the critical moment, Dudley had the courage to drive the big black dog away.

"Thank you, Dudley." Harry swore that this was the first time in his life that he felt so pleased with Dudley.

Dudley laughed twice but said nothing.

"I think you should lose weight, cousin." Harry said for no reason, but Dudley held him under his arm and twisted the top of his head several times.

This time it's not like the pure bullying before, it's more of a joke now.

At least Harry wasn't as depressed as before and could still laugh heartlessly, and the big black dog in the distance didn't intend to pounce on Dudley's fat ass.

Of course, it may also be because it is too greasy, and the big black dog doesn't want to be so fed up that he won't be able to eat mice for several days.

Today's party was pretty good, the Dursleys spent a lot of money, and everyone was very satisfied, except Aunt Maggie who has returned to the farm.

The happy time is always short-lived. Before Louis left, he specifically asked Harry to wait for him at the Leaky Cauldron first, and then go find him there after he finished handling the matters at hand.

Of course, Louis still has his own things to do. After all, Dai Ying's national treasure has not been returned yet...

He took Napoleon to Buckingham Palace. Napoleon looked at this magnificent palace and suddenly had an unreal feeling.

"It seems that you have also achieved your dream back then, but in a different way." Louis teased from behind him, mercilessly piercing Napoleon's little heart.

Napoleon opened his mouth, but said nothing. He was not nervous, she was just the queen. I wonder what Napoleon had never seen before? That Alexander I of Russia was so much higher than her...

Soon, after the waiter made the announcement, the two came to the living room, which was quite crowded. The aunt and her family were sitting on the sofa chatting, seemingly discussing the education of their eldest nephew.

Oh, no, Louis heard it, and it seemed that his eldest nephew had damaged the hat of Napoleon III in the royal collection.

The one who was captured alive by the Germans in Sedan.

"Hat, what's the big deal?" Louis interjected, taking off the hat on Napoleon's head and handing it to his eldest nephew: "Here, you broke the hat of Napoleon III. Uncle will give you a hat of Napoleon I. I just took it off.

Coming down..."

The eldest nephew looked at Louis, then at Napoleon, and said curiously: "Oh my god, your eyes are so red...have we met somewhere?"

Napoleon looked at his innocent and lovely nephew, bent down and touched his little fat face and replied kindly: "Maybe it's in your history book, little guy."

At this time, people in the living room also reacted. The aunt pointed at Napoleon and said nothing for a long time. Louis very thoughtfully took out three British treasures and put them aside. He smiled and said: "I'm here to return your treasures.

, Aunt."

The aunt did not answer, but asked: "This...is this Napoleon...your majesty?"

"Ah, you mean him?" Louis turned back and pointed at Napoleon, who was still having fun with his eldest nephew: "Yes, that's him."

The first to stand up were my cousin and uncle, and they both greeted Napoleon: "Hello, Your Majesty."

"I have abdicated. There can only be one Your Majesty in this room." Napoleon also made a small joke.

After carefully talking about Napoleon's affairs with her family, my aunt immediately said that she would definitely give Napoleon a British nationality.

Originally, his aunt wanted to give him a knighthood, but Napoleon refused. What he meant was that he was a Frenchman by birth and a French ghost by death, and his integrity was very important.

However, he happily accepted his uncle's invitation to stay at Buckingham Palace for a while and to popularize history and military knowledge.

Men always yearn to command thousands of troops, and my uncle is not immune to this.

Grandpa came here that night and scolded Louis hundreds of times on the spot, claiming that he was an unfilial child and that such a big figure as Napoleon didn't recommend him first. It was really asking for a beating.

Even though grandpa really commanded thousands of armies, he still yearned for Napoleon, the ever-victorious general.

While Louis was busy in the palace, Harry also left the Dursleys and embarked on the road to the Leaky Cauldron. Fortunately, Hermione was also going to go to the Leaky Cauldron with him, so when the party was over

Hermione did not leave, but stayed at the Dursley's house to help him pack his luggage.

Uncle Vernon happily drove Harry and Hermione to the Leaky Cauldron. Now he no longer hates the wizarding world as much as before - after all, compared to personal emotions, the pound is obviously more important.

Who can have trouble with the pound?

The days in the Leaky Cauldron were great. He could sleep whenever he wanted and eat whenever he wanted. Harry experienced this kind of freedom for the first time. Now he could go wherever he wanted.

In the morning, he came down from upstairs and had breakfast in the Leaky Cauldron. He liked to sit in the corner and observe other residents - even though he had entered the magical world for two years, he still couldn't help but be curious about the magical world.

.

The guests were always talking loudly about a man who seemed to be called Sirius Black. Harry was very curious. It was said that this man was a ruthless gangster who escaped from Azkaban. He knew that Azkaban was a

It is a place where all kinds of extremely vicious criminals are imprisoned. Anyone who can escape from this place must not be easy to deal with.

I hope he won't meet him, Harry prayed.

Since he didn't know when Louis would arrive, Harry and Hermione discussed it and decided to go to Diagon Alley first and buy some gadgets along the way.

As a woman with a Union Jack flag in old London, Hermione is naturally not very short of money. At least her family can provide her with a few hundred gold galleons in pocket money. You know,

Dentist is a very profitable profession, especially in big cities. The bigger the city, the more profitable dentistry is.

The two of them are now sitting in the bright sunshine outside Florin's Cold Drink Shop, finishing all their papers.

Logically speaking, Hermione should have completed all her homework at this time, but since she had been on vacation in France during the summer, her homework had been accumulated and she had no time to do it until now.

The upside, though, is that they sometimes get guidance from Florin himself, who, in addition to his extensive knowledge of medieval witch burnings, also provides Harry and Hermione with a free box every half hour.

ice cream.

The two of them spent a lot of effort to explain to Boss Florin that they were not a couple, but seeing the boss's disbelief, they gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explain.

Ron: I should be under the car, not here.

After filling his wallet with Gold Galleons, Silver Sickles and Copper Nuts, Harry secretly felt cruel and had to exercise self-control on himself to avoid spending all the Gold Galleons in the small vault early - but according to

Judging from his current consumption level, even if he spends money openly, it seems that it will take him decades to spend all his savings.

Facts have proved that not only women, but men also have the same fanatical mentality when it comes to shopping, but the focus is different. The dazzling array of products all seduce Harry's desire to buy, but under Hermione's wolf-like eyes, haha

Li still stopped his bold idea.

"You asked me to control you, Harry." Hermione reminded her good friend again and again to prevent him from getting angry.

What excited Harry the most was the Quidditch boutique. When he passed by, he saw many people crowding there to look, so driven by curiosity, he took Hermione and walked in to take a look.

look.

There was a newly erected pedestal inside, and on it stood a broom - the most amazingly beautiful broom he had ever seen in his life.

"Just came out, the prototype broom." A wizard with a butt-chin told his companions.

The shopkeeper came out at this time and said loudly: "The Irish international team has just ordered seven of these beautiful brooms!" The shopkeeper said loudly to everyone, "This product is the favorite of the World Cup!"

A tall witch in front of Harry moved away, so he could read the instructions next to the broom: Firebolt

This type of broomstick represents the highest level of craftsmanship at present. The broomstick is made of ash wood and is streamlined and exquisite...

Halfway through reading, he was forcefully dragged away by Hermione.

"You can't look at this kind of thing! You can't afford it!" Hermione persuaded her earnestly: "The price is negotiable. If you think about it, you will know how expensive this kind of broom made with the highest craftsmanship will be. Oh my God, you still have to

As a student, how could you have such thoughts of wasting your fortune!"

"I just wanted to take a look..." Harry defended palely.

"You can't even look at it!" Hermione growled in a low voice.

With happiness written all over his face, Harry reluctantly followed Hermione back to the Leaky Cauldron. He now regretted coming with Hermione. At least if he was here, even if he couldn't afford the Firebolt,

I have to sit there and watch it all day.

No, even looking at it for a month is not enough. What a beautiful broom...

Just as he was sitting in the bar, Louis' voice rang in his ears.

"Hey, isn't this Harry? Why haven't we seen you for a few days? I heard that you are depressed?"

Harry stood up in excitement and saw Louis with a smirk on his face, and Catherine covering her lips with the back of her hand.

"Ah, Louis, you're finally here...and Catherine, ah, where's Professor Ye?" Harry searched for a long time but couldn't find Ye Ziyan.

"Oh, Professor Ye, she has something to do when she returns to China." Louis waved his hand and looked curiously at Hermione, who was drinking butterbeer with a puffy face: "It's summer, you said you drank butterbeer, what's the matter, your little face is so puffy

Like a toad..."

"You're the toad!" Hermione waved her little fist at Louis and turned to Harry: "Ask him! This prodigal naughty kid, who is here?

What kind of Firebolts do you want to buy..."

"I just think it looks good, I don't want to buy it..." Harry defended palely, feeling quite like Kong Yiji saying that he wasn't stealing.

"And what, if you had the money, would you buy it?" Louis asked with a raised eyebrow.

Harry thought carefully and nodded under Hermione's murderous gaze.

If he had money, he would definitely buy it.

No Quidditch player can say no to a Firebolt, no.

Louis sat down, ordered a Frappuccino for himself and Catherine, and reached out to touch Harry's shiny hair.

Not to mention, the touch wasn't bad, and he finally understood why Professor McGonagall always liked to touch his head.

Professor McGonagall used /pe on Louis

"Don't worry, there will be Firebolts sooner or later." Louis almost revealed that someone was going to send them to him, but fortunately his mind quickly changed the subject: "As long as you work hard to earn enough credits in class, I think Jin Gallon will have them.

, there will be firebolts, and everything will be there."