I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 23 Dumbledore's Commission

However...it was Level 8 Shen Feng Wuying, which was unexpected by Lewis.

He only knew that he was very talented in black magic, but he didn't expect that he was so ridiculously strong, and he couldn't help but have a cruel idea in his heart.

Do you want to... learn the Unforgivable Curse?

This idea was quickly abandoned.

As soon as the two people who finished practicing the spells stepped out of the door of the Room of Requirement, they saw Dumbledore standing at the door with his sleeves rolled up, as if waiting for them.

"Professor." The two people greeted each other in unison.

"It's great to be young." Dumbledore sighed with long eyes: "But it seems a little too early to be involved in love at your age."

Catherine's face suddenly turned red, and her eyes wandered to one side. Louis didn't think anything was wrong. He asked directly: "So... Professor, you are still not sleeping at this time. If you weren't woken up,

Then... he must have been suffocated."

Good guy, where are you leaving this?

Dumbledore choked, coughed twice and said, "There are not many hard-working young people like you two. It would be great if all my classmates were like you two."

"From the look of you, you probably didn't just come here to express your love for the two of us. You must have something going on." Louis tried to cut through Lao Deng's middle path.

Dumbledore reached out and took out a piece of Lemon Olaf from Louis' pocket, slowly peeled off the sugar coating, and put the candy into his mouth. Feeling the sweet lemon aroma, he couldn't help but squint his eyes. After a while, he slowly

He said quietly: "There is something I need you to help me, Louis, as an incompetent principal, find a solution for."

Louis:?

"That's right. I've always wanted to get my classmates to be enthusiastic about their studies, but the effect is not very obvious. So I wanted to ask you, who studied in the Muggle world, if you have any good ideas?" Dumbledore blinked:

"I understand the importance of a proper balance of work and rest when studying, but our classmates seem to be too relaxed."

"You told me earlier, I thought it was something." Louis smiled: "I have many ways here."

I have done a lot of rolls in my last life, and I have obviously become a good doctor over a long period of time.

"Then it's settled." Dumbledore had a playful smile on his face again.

"I hope you won't regret it." Louis said quietly.

Dumbledore raised his head to think about it, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps: "Well, it seems that Mr. Filch is here. I think you two may have some trouble. Good night~"

After saying that, Dumbledore ran away in a very unloyal manner.

Lewis patted the still blushing senior on the shoulder and reminded: "Don't blame me for not warning you, Filch is coming up..."

Louis decided to give the unloyal old Deng a big shot.

Harry was indeed very honest and obedient. He kept Louis' instructions in mind and had been preparing for the Potions class last night. During breakfast, Louis also randomly checked his homework preparation, and the results were really good.

Draco didn't know what happened today, his little face was twisted, and he didn't know who he was awkward with.

After dinner, it was time for Potions class, which was a full hour long class. Everyone sat in the gloomy classroom for a long time before Snape arrived late.

He walked with wind, and his black cloak was lifted up by his walking movements, like a black bat waddling on the ground. Standing next to the podium, he glanced around the classroom twice, picked up the roster, and began to call the roll.

When he clicked on Harry, he stopped.

He whispered in a slow tone: "Oh, yes - Harry Potter, this is our new... famous character."

Harry looked at Snape calmly, thinking about what Louis had told him.

"Professor Snape hates people looking around the most. You'd better open your eyes wide and look at him seriously."

His eyes were as dark, cold, and empty as his hair, Harry thought.

"This course does not require you to wave your magic wand foolishly. You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of potion preparation." His voice was not loud, as if he pronounced it with a nasal tone, and he spoke at a fast pace.

Still slowly: "I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the slowly simmering cauldron with white smoke and bursts of fragrance. You don't really understand the excitement of the liquid flowing into people's blood vessels.

, that kind of magical power that blurs the will...I can teach you how to improve your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death——"

At this point, his tone changed: "But there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of idiots I often encounter."

After finishing the classic opening remarks, the whole class fell into silence. Louis glanced at Harry to the left. Seeing that Harry was secretly looking at him, he gave him a cheering look without any trace.

"Potter!" Snape suddenly called his name. Louis looked at him and frightened Harry: "What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to wormwood infusion?"

"A powerful sleeping pill, Professor, in one dose of the Water of Life and Death."

Snape twisted his lips and walked to Harry's side, staring into his eyes without blinking. A smile appeared on his face, but he quickly took it away - because he saw Harry's face.

, his expression immediately turned into disgust.

You have a pair of good eyes, but why do you have a face?

Harry didn't see Snape's microexpression, he just stared into his dark and deep eyes.

"So, Potter...if I asked you to find me a bezoar, where would you look for it?"

"In the stomach of a cow, Professor." Harry answered quickly. These were all the key points that Louis drew for him. It was a piece of cake.

Secretly grateful to Louis, he thought about how to treat his best friend to eat two chocolate frogs or something.

"Well, well... Potter, tell me what is the difference between Aconitum scapularis and Aconitum wolfsbane?"

Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, but no one could read any information from his expressionless face.

"Aconitum wolfsbane and Aconitum scaphoides are the same plant, also collectively known as Aconitum, professor."

Harry's self-confidence has also improved. Louis tested him on these questions today. He had a relaxed and confident smile on his face, and his emerald green eyes blinked at Snape.

Snape was stunned. He remembered the same pair of eyes. The owner of those eyes was also so relaxed and confident in Potions class, and always looked at him with a smile.

That was his lost youth.

"It seems... sometimes fame is not without reason." Snape gave an ugly smile: "Five points for Gryffindor."

At this time, the little lions of Gryffindor cheered as if their nest was exploding, and Harry's smile when he looked at Snape also showed sincerity. On the other hand, the Slytherins all looked in disbelief.

, Draco even whispered to Louis about whether Professor Snape today was someone else pretending to be.

"Quiet!" Snape said expressionlessly, "Disturbing the order of the class, five points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"

Harry's smile was instantly choked back.

"It seems not." Draco's eyebrows rose again, he was very happy to see Gryffindor being unlucky.

After all, the Snake Court and the Lion Court are naturally at odds with each other, and Louis is an alternative among the alternative.

After interrogating Potter, Snape told him twice how to brew scabies potion, and then divided the students into groups of two for them to experiment. Unfortunately, Harry's group was next to Neville and Seamus -

-These two people can be said to be a crouching dragon and a phoenix, one is a ruthless person who can make a big pot leak, and the other is a demolition genius.

But Harry didn't know, he just smiled heartlessly. In fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't dislike them based on his kind character.

Louis and Crabbe were assigned together. Seeing that he was too clumsy to make a potion, Louis decided to let him do some menial work, such as grinding fang powder.

Snape dragged his long robes around, spitting venom wantonly. With the Half-Blood Prince's notes in hand, Louis was not afraid at all, and brewed a perfect potion of scabies potion with ease.

Looking at the blue potion in Louis' pot, Snape nodded with satisfaction: "Very good potion, Slytherin - five points added."

Before he finished speaking, Potter shouted loudly: "Neville! No! Don't add porcupine quills!"

The entire classroom looked at Harry, who quickly snatched the porcupine quill from Neville's hand with a look of relief on his face: "Neville, be sure to remove the pot from the fire before adding the porcupine quill."

Move away, otherwise, the potion will corrode the pot!"

Louis had carefully previewed the process of making scabies potion with him during dinner this morning.

"Potter is right." Snape's sinister voice sounded behind Neville: "Classmate Longbottom, it seems that you should put a little more stuff into your brain that is comparable to a troll, even a little bit.

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"As for you, Miss... (English custom is Miss comes first, surname comes last)...Mr. Potter." Snape looked at Harry, a trace of longing flashed in his eyes: "You can remind your classmates in time,

Avoided the possibility of him entering the hospital wing - three points for Gryffindor."

Harry's mother's surname was Evans before she married James.

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