I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 1 Admission Notice

Looking at the silver-gray tabby cat outside the window, Louis was lost in thought for a long time.

If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon enter high school after spending eleven years in Daiying.

As a time traveler, it's normal to be smarter than others and skip a grade, right? What's more, in his previous life, he got 985 in the college entrance examination in a major province.

He has also been very good at school in his life. The whole school knows that there is such a master named Louis. He not only finished junior high school at the age of eleven, but also became a nightmare in the hearts of all students. Every teacher is there

Comparing Louis with other incompetent classmates, the most common thing the students heard every day was "You are not even half as good as Mr. Mountbatten."

Yes, his surname is Mountbatten. He was the winner of the last essay competition and his entry was "My Grandfather Marshal".

The old London square flag is so strong that it can no longer be strong.

Little Louis's mother is Chinese. As the saying goes, a son follows his mother. His appearance is more oriental. Coupled with the good looks in the family genes, Louis has two little plums at least in terms of appearance.

I have been burdened with handsomeness that I shouldn’t have to bear since I was in the first grade. It’s really tiring.

It was extremely hot today, and he was in a depressed mood, leaning on his face and looking at the tabby cat outside the window in a daze. There were a few letters with little hearts on them scattered on the table. No need to ask, they were letters written by the female classmates in his class.

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As a gentleman among gentlemen, even though Louis was young, he would not be rude to girls. After replying to the letters one by one in a gentle and yet polite tone, he moved his pen left and right on the table, still thinking

Thinking about the email from my new friend yesterday.

"Fluttering..." The sound of flapping wings came, and Louis looked around, just in time to see an owl flying in from the open window.

The castle in his house is relatively wild, and there is always some game food coming to his door. Just like the little squirrel the day before yesterday, and the seagulls that snatched...his French fries last night.

I really don’t know where the seagulls come from in the mountains.

The little squirrel that accidentally broke into a house was let go, but the seagull that robbed the young Lord was not so lucky. He was kept in a cage for a night before being released - and as soon as he was let go, he scored two goals while Louis was not paying attention.

Du, robbed his fish and chips again.

At this point, Louis has to mention that, except for some dark dishes, British food is not unpalatable. At least it can be eaten every day. Whether it is chickpeas in tomato sauce made by the French chef at home, or fried fish and chips.

A common food like a stick is pretty good. Speaking of British people not being good at cooking, it is probably because British food is not popular on the table, and there are always some dark dishes that are hard to watch.

——So, guess why he hired a French cook?

The owl landed on Louis' table, staring at him with big eyes and small eyes, and it felt like we couldn't get enough of each other.

"Little guy, are you lost?" Louis stretched out his hand to pick the owl's chin, but unfortunately the fat chicken couldn't find where the lower jaw was. His hand froze for a long time, and finally he gently picked the owl's beak to show

friendly.

It’s not because the chicken is fat, it’s mainly because the feathers are too thick and it looks too fat.

The owl tilts its head, as if it doesn't understand what you are saying.

Louis seemed to see the owl's confusion and changed the language into Chinese: "Little guy, what are you doing here?"

The owl is still "head tilted and confused.jpg".

"What are you doing?" Louis switched languages ​​again. With this accent in World War II, he must have been a brigade commander no matter what.

If his grandfather, who is on vacation in France, hears this, he may be able to rush back and give three guests.

The owl seemed to understand this time, but it didn't seem to understand. It pecked Louis' finger angrily and flew away.

I also dropped a letter.

Only then did Louis realize that the owl was here to deliver a message.

And for sending letters... no matter what, you have to reward people with three walnuts and two dates, right?

Look...this young lord is a master at pretending to be confused.

It's just good that the owl delivers the letter, and there is no need to put a stamp on it. Louis thought leisurely and opened the letter.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Federation of Wizards, First Class of the Order of Merlin, Archmage, and Chief Magician of the Wizengamot)

Dear Mr. Mountbatten:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required secretaries and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st. We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.

Vice Principal (Female)

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall.

Louis: Subway, old man, mobile phone.

Whose prank is this? He threw the letter on the table aside.

Then he realized that Aunt Rowling hadn't even started writing Harry Potter in 1991.

He found the letter again, looked through it, and said to himself: "No way..."

"Where does magic come from in this world?"

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice sounded in his mind. The terrible sound effect was exactly the same as the sound effect when he obtained achievements while playing World of Warcraft in his previous life.

A frame for obtaining achievements also appeared in front of his eyes.

Invitation to Admission(10)

(Receive an invitation letter for admission to Hogwarts)

Louis was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic.

Hey, hello, here you go, the time traveler’s plug-in has arrived!

He called in his heart, system?

Along with his voice, a virtual light curtain appeared in front of him, with "The Strongest Volume King System" written in Chinese on it. There were several options on the light screen, namely "Attributes, Inventory, Skills, Achievements".

words.

He clicked on the attribute column, and sure enough, the talents for various magics were written on it.

Louis Mountbatten

Level 1 Wizard

Mana:35/35

*The minimum of each talent is 1 and the maximum is 10.

Charms: 10 (your talent for spells is extremely outstanding)

Potions: 9 (Your talent in Potions is excellent, it is recommended to practice more frequently)

Transfiguration: 2 (your Transfiguration may cause Professor McGonagall to sigh)

Black Magic: 18 (You are a born Dark Lord. Any difficult black magic can be mastered with just one glance. It is recommended to send him to Nurmengard directly and rotate to Azkaban regularly to arrange for ten Dementors to take turns to serve you)

Flying: 1 (Even the troll shook his head when he saw your flying talent. You only have 1 because the lowest talent is 1)

Defense Against the Dark Arts: 10 (The so-called cathode leads to yang. Under the guidance of the only black magic talent in your world, your talent for Defense Against the Dark Arts has reached its peak)

Herbalism: 3 (It’s already a big improvement if you can tell the difference between celery and coriander)

Physical fitness: 10 (Who said that physics magic is not magic?)

Swordsmanship: 10 (Thanks to the excellent education in childhood, you are outstanding in swordsmanship - don't say that swordsmanship is not magic, just look at Gandalf in the distance)

Divination: 1 (You are deeply influenced by the "Zibuyu, strange powers and chaotic gods" in your culture, and have no interest in predicting the future)

Distributable talents: 0

Remaining chance to wash points: 0

The corner of Lewis's mouth twitched as he looked at the black magic talent in front of him, and his mind was racing with hundreds and thousands of alpacas. Didn't he say that the highest is only 10? What's wrong with you being 18???

Now he just wants to find an opportunity to wash his hands and put this useless talent into spells and transformation.

Unfortunately, he really has no interest in black magic at all.

He slowly closed the attribute bar and clicked on the inventory bar.

Sure enough, there was an item called the Novice Gift Package, lying quietly in the first slot of the inventory.

"Do you want to open it?"

Louis chose yes.

"Congratulations on obtaining the skill book: Water Creation"

"Congratulations on getting the cooking recipe: Crunchy Spider Legs"

"Congratulations on getting the rune:ral"

Water Making: Create magic mountain spring water, which will restore 100 mana points within 20 seconds after drinking.

Recipe: Crunchy Spider Legs: After consumption, the mana recovery speed is increased for one hour.

Rune: ral: A mysterious rune that will have special effects when embedded on items.

After checking the items in the inventory, Louis was overjoyed. As the saying goes, when you are sleepy, come to the pillow. As a hard-working child, the most important thing to him so far is the water-generating technique.

With the water-generating technique, you no longer need to worry about battery life when practicing magic.

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