I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

When he was about to retract the system panel, Louis happened to see the silver-gray cat swivel through the translucent light curtain and gracefully jump along the window onto his desk.

"You're so cool." Louis pinched Maomao's left front paw and made a handshake: "You are a big shot."

When he got closer, he realized that Maomao's face had patterns like glasses. Louis only felt familiar, but for a while he couldn't figure out where the familiarity was.

He held the cat's head smoothly, as if he felt that the cat's head was not round enough, and kept rubbing it. The tabby cat was shocked, its pupils were dilated to the extreme, and its mouth was slightly open, looking confused.

. She never dreamed that the young gentleman in front of her would dare to rub a cat of unknown origin.

Keep coiling until there is a sound, and the achievement frame appears in front of your eyes.

Ah Meow Ah Meow! (Glorious deeds)

Achievement Introduction: Interact with Professor McGonagall in cat form

Achievement reward: Transfiguration talent 1

"Ah..." Louis was stunned. How could he catch the professor with just any cat?

He dared to swear to the lamp that he definitely did not mean to attack Professor McGonagall. It was because he liked cats too much.

Taking advantage of Louis' daze, Professor McGonagall also recovered from his confusion, escaped from Louis' clutches with a leap, and stood upright under his dull gaze, quickly transforming into an old cat-faced...elderly cat lady.

Professor McGonagall was not wearing a hat, and her black hair was neatly tied back. She was wearing a pair of very old-fashioned square-rimmed glasses. After all, she was the dean, and her eyes were a little stern.

"Ma'am, I... uh..." Louis didn't know what to say.

"I can understand your surprise now, Mr. Mountbatten." Professor McGonagall adjusted her appearance, pursed her thin lips and continued: "I hope you won't blame me for breaking into your home. I am from Hogwarts."

Vice-principal and professor of Transfiguration, Minerva McGonagall."

"Well, that's not the case." Louis stretched out his little hand: "I am Louis Mountbatten. It is an honor to meet you, Professor McGonagall."

As a gentleman among gentlemen, Louis' etiquette is impeccable. Coupled with his cuteness that can be said to be a disaster for the country and the people, Professor McGonagall's original unhappiness disappeared instantly.

Who would get angry with a handsome young lady?

A gentleman, of noble birth and good looks, Professor McGonagall simply couldn't think of any reason to dislike him.

He's taller than that stinky little dragon from the Malfoy family. Professor McGonagall doesn't mind chatting and laughing with the little guy.

"I think you have probably received our letter." Professor McGonagall was referring to the letter that had just been delivered: "Mr. Mountbatten, you are a born wizard, did you know?"

"I just found out too." Louis smiled politely and moved a stool for Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you." Professor McGonagall sat down and continued: "Hogwarts will send school staff to some Muggle families to guide them in buying items for school in Diagon Alley."

She paused and continued: "In view of the special situation you are currently in, it is up to me to guide you into contact with the magical world."

"Professor, what are Muggles?" Louis said with a cute look on his face, and his acting skills were comparable to those of Oscar-winning actors.

"Poor child." Professor McGonagall stroked Louis' head with pity and explained to him: "Muggle is what we call ordinary people who don't know magic."

"Then...Professor, can you tell me a story about the magical world?"

"I'm afraid that won't work, kid." Professor McGonagall touched his head. Not to mention, the soft hair felt really good.

"It's a bit late. If you agree to enter Hogwarts, I will take you to Diagon Alley to buy things."

"I have no objection, Professor." Lewis said with a smile on his face: "If we are going to leave soon, please allow me to let the butler prepare the car first."

"No, kid, please stretch your hand over."

Louis stretched out his little hand as he was told. After a while, Louis found himself in a noisy and dirty bar.

The expected nausea of ​​motion sickness did not appear. Louis was still wondering if there was an error in the record in the book, and Professor McGonagall's praise rang in his ears.

"You have a very good physique, Mr. Mountbatten. Generally speaking, a young wizard of your age will have a hard time being transported by Apparition."

"Thank you, Professor." Louis nodded gracefully to Professor McGonagall.

This child... Professor McGonagall thought to herself, involuntarily smoothing Louis' soft hair again.

After greeting the bar owner, Professor McGonagall led Louise to a wall. She took out her wand, pointed at the trash can as if pointing at a blackboard, and said: "Mr. Mountbatten, remember this trash can.

Count three pieces on top of it, and then count two pieces across it - like this."

She gestured and tapped three times on the brick where the wand rested: "Tap three times gently, and changes will occur."

As Professor McGonagall finished speaking, the bricks began to shake continuously and retreated one by one, forming a small hole. The hole became larger and larger. After a while, a bright passage was formed in front of them.

Sunlight shines in through the open passage, illuminating the originally dark bar.

"Cool." Louis praised from the bottom of his heart.

Diagon Alley is very chaotic, somewhat like the vegetable market in his previous life. The roads for people to walk are very narrow. On both sides are various stalls set up by wizards. Some wizards stop and go, picking at the stalls and asking questions.

After asking around, Louis suddenly found his DNA moved.

"Moongrass, fresh moongrass, the best moongrass, three galleons per plant!"

"Phoenix Tears! Top-grade Phoenix Tears! Plenty of magic power, the best choice for high-end potions, sold for 68 Galleons!"

"Lapis lazuli, cat's eye stone, and magic potions will give you richer and more powerful magic power. Everything is for sale. Please come and take a look!"

Louis' first goal is to exchange for some gold galleons.

But... what's more embarrassing is that he left in a hurry without any money, only the checkbook in his arms.

Louis turned his head to look at Professor McGonagall and said dryly: "Professor, it seems that we were in a hurry when we went out. I only brought a checkbook with me."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. Gringotts' business scope is very wide, and Muggles' checks can also be cashed in gold galleons."

Professor McGonagall said, taking his hand and walking towards Gringotts.

According to Louis' visual inspection, Gringotts should be the neatest building in this alley.

Passing through the bronze door, Louis couldn't help but focus on the dwarfs with long arms and legs - he had never seen such intelligent creatures, at least never with his own eyes.

"It's a goblin, a staff member of Gringotts." Professor McGonagall explained to Louis in a low voice.

She was very satisfied, and Louis' eyes only looked slightly surprised before he looked back, unlike other Muggle children who stared rudely.

The goblin guarding the door bowed to the two, and then a second door appeared in front of them. The difference from the previous one was that it was silver and had some words engraved on it.

Louis didn't bother to take a closer look, and just followed Professor McGonagall inside.

Two goblins, presumably the lobby managers, bowed to them and led them into a marble hall.

The goblins were doing a lot of things, including weighing gems and gold, taking people in and out, and signing autographs. Professor McGonagall found a free window and went over to ask: "Hello, we are going there."

There is something in Albus Dumbledore's vault."

"Do you have his key, ma'am?"

"Yes, I brought it." Professor McGonagall took out a bronze key from nowhere and handed something wrapped in a black bag to the goblin.

The goblin took it, checked it briefly, nodded and said, "No problem, just leave it to us."

"Sir, what is the exchange rate between pounds and galleons?"

Louis asked the goblin.

"1:5, but the annual limit for each Muggle student is only one thousand, dear sir."

"Do you accept checks?"

"OK."

Louis quickly took out his checkbook and wrote out a check for one thousand pounds. He tore it off and held it between his fingers. He smiled and said, "I want to change it for two hundred galleons."

After exchanging galleons, the first thing to do is to buy a wand.

As the saying goes, the wand is the wizard's second life. Based on this proverb, you have to be the first to buy a wand, right?

Professor McGonagall was already familiar with the road to Diagon Alley. She took Louis with ease and found the wand shop that had been eroded by time.

A solitary wand was placed on the faded purple cushions in the window. The gold-lettered sign on the door had peeled off, and it read: "Ollivanders has been making exquisite wands since 382 BC."

The shop was very small, with nothing else except a bench, and thousands of long and narrow boxes containing wands almost reaching the ceiling. Louis finally managed to sneak in, and happened to see Ollivander dozing on the counter.

"Hello, hello?" Louis greeted politely.

"Huh?" Ollivander pulled out his head from his arms, and the red mark on his face was clearly visible. He shook his head "blurring" in an attempt to wake up, tried hard to focus his eyes, and finally saw the appearance of the person clearly.

"Professor McGonagall? Oh, hello, you must be bringing new Muggle students here to buy wands, right?"

"Yes." Professor McGonagall patted Louis's little head, which felt good, and motioned him to move forward.

"Can you tell me your name, child." Ollivander then explained: "Sorry, wizards who buy wands from me need to be recorded by the Ministry of Magic."

"My name is Louis Mountbatten, sir." Louis introduced himself politely.

"Ah...Mr. Mountbatten." Ollivander's eyes flashed with reminiscence: "Is David Mountbatten yours..."

"It's my father, sir." Louis replied politely.

"Oh, yes." Ollivander chuckled: "You are more like your mother - ah, Dongfang's name is really confusing, I still prefer to call her Emma... I remember her, she is a

A very kind-hearted Eastern Qi practitioner."

"Sorry, when people get old, they like to talk about the past." Ollivander looked at Louis, who was a little depressed, and said suddenly: "Mr. Mountbatten, which arm do you usually use?"

"Left hand, sir." Louis raised his arm, ready for Ollivander to measure it.

Ollivander took out the tape measure and threw it into the air. The tape measure came slowly to Louis. He first measured the dimensions, from arm to forearm, from height to head circumference, which made people wonder whether his company sold wands or clothes.

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"Please be patient, Mr. Mountbatten, the wands I sell here are all unique, so the process will naturally be a bit cumbersome."

Ollivander saw the confusion in Louis's eyes and explained to him carefully: "Only with accurate physical data can we choose the most suitable wand for you...Okay, you can come here."

The tape measure slowly returned to Ollivander's hand, and Louis followed the tape measure to the counter. Ollivander had already drawn a wand from behind: "In order to fit your physical data, I already have some backup options. I hope

It meets your expectations...Here, try this, beech, nine and three-quarter inches, unicorn hair core."

Louis took the wand, and the top of the wand instantly flashed with brilliant light, and the entire wand shook rapidly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Louis felt that this wand... was a little pleasant?

"Ha, this is really the first time I have seen a little wizard who fits so perfectly with the first wand he got." Ollivander seemed to have discovered a new world: "Mr. Lewis, it seems that this wand suits you very well, so I will

Let me tell you, although the complicated measurement method is a bit laborious, it is just to allow you to quickly find the magic wand that suits you... Just like pursuing girls, you don't think that all girls will fall in love with you, right? Now

, you can try injecting a little magic into the wand, just a little bit will be fine."

Louis input a little magic into the wand as instructed.

Who knew that it would be better not to input it? As soon as the wand was input, a hemispherical glow composed of golden magic quickly expanded and swept across the entire store.

"Crash..." The boxes containing wands were opened one after another, and the wands crowded around Louis one after another, and everyone tried their best to get closer to him, as if they wanted him to try themselves.

"Is this what you call complicated?" Louis looked through the gap between the wands and looked at Ollivander, who looked stunned and confused: "I think everyone likes me?"