I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Ron finally learned from the experience and began reading Detective Snape with Harry and Hermione.

Yes, they haven't given up their doubts about Snape, but their suspicions are getting worse.

After Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall finally stepped forward and made her loudest move - she announced that she would conduct a monthly test on Transfiguration at the end of January.

The reason why it is not in December is to at least let the students have a good New Year.

Professor McGonagall was too kind after all, and the next Potions exam was scheduled for mid-January when the students had just returned from vacation.

Snape might have been a giant panda in his last life, and he could have snatched up all the bamboo shoots within a ten-mile radius of Hogwarts.

With the addition of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, self-study has been moved from the common rooms of each house to the Great Hall.

Under the unified supervision of teachers, Monday is Professor Sprout, Tuesday is Professor McGonagall, Wednesday is Professor Flitwick, Thursday is Professor Snape, and Friday is supervised by all four professors. Under Louis' suggestion

, the Hogwarts evening self-study has since learned the Hengzhong model of "being silent and not looking up" - mainly because he hit it off with Professor McGonagall. When Louis made this suggestion, Professor Sprout's chubby face was full of unbearable

.

He hesitated to speak, trying several times to stop Louis from continuing to devil, but he didn't want to disturb Professor McGonagall's enjoyment.

Professor McGonagall is really, the more she looks at Louis, the more she likes him, and she is still thinking about whether to discuss with Snape one day to replace the lovable Mr. Mountbatten with the trio of Mr. Potter.

In addition, the almost headless Nick also volunteered to shoulder the task of supervising his classmates. He was floating above the auditorium, and his perspective was like a camera.

Peeves also wanted to participate, but was severely rejected by Professor McGonagall.

He even commissioned Bloody Baron to be the security guard of the auditorium to prevent Peeves from disturbing the little wizards' studies.

Peeves was so angry that he played tricks on the little wizards wildly for the past two days, but his enthusiasm faded quickly and he forgot about it after a few days.

Louis was reading in the lounge and waiting for Catherine. From the corner of his eye, he saw Draco walking away from him holding a piece of paper.

"Louis," he greeted, then handed the paper to Louis.

Louis took the piece of paper, and there was actually a list on it.

"What is this?" he asked with great interest. Two coiled snakes were painted on the top of the list, which were ferocious and majestic.

"I recently formed a small team within Slytherin with Senior Lestrange and Senior Flint. Of course, you are the leader." Draco's face was quite complicated, with some fear and some asking for credit.

expectations.

"Hmm." Louis was noncommittal and glanced at the list. Under Draco's worried gaze, he said with some satisfaction: "This snake is well drawn... Your small team should have a code name. What is it called?"

name?"

Draco breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Louis' satisfied look, and he replied somewhat proudly: "serpent spirit."

"The abbreviation of your organization is a punishment." Louis said something that made Draco confused, but he felt that the name was awkward.

Why does it sound so familiar? He thought to himself, and a flash of lightning flashed through his heart.

Damn it, if you translate it into Chinese, isn’t this a snake spirit?

You also watch Detective Dee Renjie, right?

"Ah? Oh." Draco said belatedly: "Senior Lestrange suggested using a code name. The code name he gave himself was Demon Spirit, or Demon for short."

"Devil?" Louis smacked his lips, not to mention, Samir was rough and thick-skinned, even if he was called a demon, he would not give in.

Sister, the demon spirit was seriously injured, right?

So what should my name be? Well, if nothing else, it should be Guiling.

"What about you?" Louis asked again.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Draco scratched his head, "I don't know of any cool code names that can highlight my temperament."

"viper, viper." Louis smiled and gave him a suggestion.

The ancestral name of the underworld dragon Fang is right, and he still needs the poison warlock Ke Zhendong to match you.

"Cool." Draco happily accepted his suggestion.

"What are you two doing mysteriously?" Catherine's voice sounded from the side. Louis looked over and saw a hint of disgust on Catherine's face.

"Isn't this a stupid stoat? If you don't go find your frog prince, why are you pestering my little deer for nothing?"

Draco ran away in despair, not even daring to look back.

Louis was confused, your little deer? When did I become yours? I obviously belong to all girls...all beautiful girls.

"Hmph." Looking at Draco's back, Catherine snorted coldly and turned to look at Louis: "What, is this a love letter from the ferret to you?"

Louis handed over the list.

"It's so childish, and it's like a snake spirit." Catherine's beautiful face was filled with disgust.

"It seems like they still regard me as the boss..."

"So, you also play children's house tricks with them?" Catherine sat next to him.

"Every towering tree grows from an inconspicuous sapling." Louis subconsciously patted Catherine's soft thigh: "You know, Cathy, in fact, this can be regarded as an investment."

Kathy is a nickname for Katherine, just like Ron is to Ronald and Charlie is to Charles.

Of course, it can only be called people who are very close to each other, and Louis belongs to someone who is inadvertently and invisibly close to the relationship.

Catherine looked at Louis with cold eyes, opened her thin lips slightly, and her words were filled with a freezing coldness: "Don't you want the deer hooves anymore?"

"So, are you interested in walking side by side with me?"

Louis did not take away his Lushan Claw, but looked at Catherine with serious eyes.

Generally speaking, the skin of white girls is not allowed to be looked at carefully, and the blemishes are generally very serious. But Catherine is different, even under careful inspection, the smooth skin is smooth and flawless. Under Louis' gaze, Catherine's jade-white face

A suspicious red cloud suddenly rose from the ground.

He... is he confessing to me? Catherine's mind was in a mess, and her original cold attitude was starting to become a little unbearable.

Louis is indeed an eleven-year-old boy, but Catherine has just turned fourteen this year, so the gap between the two is not that big; moreover, Louis' mature character often makes it difficult for people to think that he is still a child.

Except the height difference is a little bigger.

Catherine has really always treated him as a peer and has never looked down upon him because of his young age.

The cold and arrogant beauty was sitting on the sofa, her expression was as usual, but her heart was in a mess.

How should I answer him in a way that is appropriate and does not seem to be inconsiderate?

She was distraught.

"Kathy?" Louis stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, trying to pull her out of her chaotic thoughts.