I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

"I..." Louis was about to say it, but was pushed away by Catherine.

"Put away your idiotic thoughts. Are you humiliating me or yourself by what you say in this situation?" Catherine's voice was cold and she looked at Louis with indifferent eyes.

"Pull out your wand!" she said coldly.

"Kathy, I..." Louis tried to make a final struggle.

"Pull out your wand!" she growled like a wounded lioness.

Louis sighed and pulled out his wand.

He knew that no matter what he said, he would not make Catherine calm down.

The two usually dueled, and Catherine's first spell was always to faint.

A blazing red light flashed, and Louis was rolled and thrown far away by the curse. He hit the corner of a table hard, smashing the table, but his whole body was still strong.

The ground was slapped on the wall.

He felt a rush of heat rush out of his ribs, and when he moved slightly, he felt severe pain.

The ribs were broken.

This is his only thought.

Compared with this, the long wound on the arm is nothing.

Catherine walked up in three steps, her fists clenched, her eyebrows filled with concern. She was about to say words of concern, but she forced herself to look cold: "You think I'll forgive you if you do this?"

Do you want to win my sympathy like this?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she began to feel annoyed, because it was obviously not what she wanted to say.

Louis endured the pain, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Since you know me so well, you should know that people like me just want to be worthy of myself."

He stood up unsteadily, without looking at Catherine, and whispered: "At least now, I think I have completed my atonement and will not owe each other anything from now on. Okay...can I leave now?"

As he said this, his throat felt sweet, but his attempt to suppress it had the opposite effect.

A piece of blood spurted out, staining the floor under his feet red.

Catherine knew that he was in a bad mood and wanted to say something soft, but she couldn't say it because of her arrogant temper. At this time, she had long lost her initial anger, and now she was just trying not to lose face.

Looking at Lewis who was staggering forward, she walked over and grabbed him, saying awkward words of concern: "Why are you walking like this? You'd better stay and eat some bone spirits."

"I don't like having a hot face against a cold butt." He broke away from Catherine's hand without looking back and said coldly.

Louis is telling the truth, and he also has his own pride. Others have already said that, so is there any need to ask for trouble?

Catherine didn't say anything. After casting a petrification spell on him, she planned to use a floating spell to put him on the bed, but after thinking about it, she felt it was wrong.

She lifted Louis up sideways with some difficulty, returned to the bedroom and put him on her bed.

Catherine took the bone spirit from the cabinet and poured it into Louis' mouth.

"finite! (curse stops)"

As soon as the effect of the petrification spell disappeared, Louis, who was choked, couldn't control himself and coughed violently. It was better this time, because it involved the injury on his ribs. He was in so much pain that for a moment he really wanted to give himself an Avatar.

Louis gritted his teeth and endured the pain caused by the wound, and glanced at Catherine coldly.

"You can try the Fire Spell, so that I can avoid some pain...or do you want to humiliate me to make yourself happy?"

Louis, who has a moral vacuum, is even more emotionally vacuum. He is completely different now than he was just now.

Since we no longer owe each other anything, what if we become strangers?

Catherine's heart seemed to be gripped hard, and Louis' cold eyes made her whole body feel cold.

She realized that if she still held on to her pride like this, she would lose her fawn forever.

She wanted to say something or do something, but she didn't know what to do.

"I have three suggestions now. One is the Fire Curse." Lewis said in a very calm tone, as if he was saying something unrelated to himself: "The second one is to forget everything. Just wave the magic wand gently, and we can

The unhappiness between the two of them...shua."

He flicked his palms: "It will disappear."

"Personally, I recommend the third one more." Louis continued, "How about the soul leaving the body? As long as you cast this spell, from now on, you can vent your anger however you want."

"By the way, if you didn't know, the spell is imperio."

"That's enough, Louis!" Catherine's eyes were red: "Do you really want to estrange the relationship between us?"

Louis laughed when he heard this, and he asked: "Do I really want to do this?"

Catherine was stunned.

"We have always been friends." As soon as Louis finished saying this, the medicine of Shengguling took effect. He endured the feeling of soreness, itching, pain and swelling, and said calmly: "In

There is a saying in my mother’s hometown, ‘The friendship between gentlemen should be as indifferent as clear water, and the friendship between gentlemen should be as sweet as honey.’ This is also my motto.”

"Even if I go to see Harry, it's just Professor Dumbledore's request. I would rather bask in the sun in the manor than ride in a dusty car to deal with problems that don't belong to me."

Catherine suddenly said: "But you promised to write to me, and you always break your promise, right?"

"Why do I have to write to you before Dumbledore asks me to deal with Harry's matter?" Louis asked back: "There are still thirty days until the holiday. Please give me a letter that can prove that I will not give you anything in the next thirty days."

The basis for your letter."

"After I saw your owl, I immediately wanted to come and find you in person. This is enough to show that I value you... As for you, I still can't figure out what I did to do this.

For you to treat me like this, you don't even want to call me Louis."

Catherine wanted to speak, but Louis put his index finger on her lips: "There is another saying, Muhammad will go to the mountains if the mountains do not come to him. Although I have not written to you these days, have you ever thought about it?

Have you ever written to me?"

"Since you haven't thought about it, what qualifications do you have to accuse me?"

Louis was really numb from standing on the high ground. He looked at Catherine and continued: "I think I have fulfilled my obligations as a friend and assumed my obligations as a gentleman."

"I have never been like this to others. I am willing to humble myself and ask for her forgiveness in order to make my best friend feel better. But now it seems..."

"Wo Lei, it seems... my best friend does not regard me as her friend..."