I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 10 Gemini
The classes for the young wizards were not intense. Unlike Louis' previous life, a class at Hogwarts lasted only thirty minutes.

After the theory, it was time for practice. Professor McGonagall waved her wand and distributed a match to each little wizard.

"In this class, students will try to turn this match into a needle." She said, picking up the wand in her hand, and said to the students: "The Transfiguration Spell does not require specific gestures, but it requires a strong desire in your heart... Vera Verto!"

Professor McGonagall raised her wand and turned the bird on the table into a beautiful crystal goblet.

"Okay." She waved her hand and turned the goblet back into a bird, then said to the audience, "Let's start practicing. The first student who successfully turns a match into a needle will get extra points."

Just like the teacher in her previous life, Professor McGonagall walked around everyone's seats to check on their progress while they were practicing Transfiguration.

As soon as Louis picked up the wand, he felt two blade-like eyes focused on the match in front of him. He turned around and saw Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes slashing his face through the lens.

His heart trembled slightly, but what kind of big scene had he not seen in his life? "Professor." He nodded slightly, turned his head, picked up the magic wand, and began to build a model of the embroidery needle in his mind with full concentration. Then, he pointed it at the match in front of him and shouted: "Vera Verto!"

As Louis's voice fell, the color of the match gradually changed, as if it had melted, turning into a pool of semi-melted liquid, and then instantly reorganized into a silver embroidery needle.

"Student Mountbatten did an excellent job. He successfully turned the match into a needle on the first try... Well, Slytherin gets ten points." Professor McGonagall's eyes gradually softened, and she smiled for the first time.

"Yeah!" There was a burst of cheers from the Slytherin seats, with Malfoy cheering the loudest.

"Silence." Professor McGonagall's face suddenly became stern, and under her authority, the classroom became quiet again.

Louis was a little confused. His talent for Transfiguration was only level three, so why did he learn so quickly?
"Congratulations on learning the spell: Transfiguration."

"*Tip: Due to your talent for Transfiguration, the proficiency gained each time you successfully use the Transfiguration spell is only 1 point. The required maximum proficiency is increased tenfold, the required magic power is doubled, the casting time is doubled, and the highest skill level is 5."

Transfiguration spell: Current level 1 (1/1000)

Mana Required: 4
Casting distance: 30 yards

Casting time: 3.0 seconds

Skill Description: Transform the target into any form.

After checking the introduction of the Transfiguration Spell, Louis couldn't help but secretly complain. It turns out that this talent with only level 3 is waiting here... It seems that learning spells is the easiest, and the difficulty lies in the advancement of spells...

In order to conceal his identity, Louis carried a thermos with him - creating drinking water out of thin air was too shocking, so this would make him more low-key.

While drinking the cool magic glacier water, he used the remaining time to practice the Transfiguration spell. Professor McGonagall nodded continuously, but she was a little worried that the child might overdraw his magic power.

But looking at Louis's lively little face, she became uncertain again.

Could it be that this kid is a freak?

At this time, Professor McGonagall had long forgotten the previous unpleasantness between her and Louis, and her mind was now full of love for this "talented" and hardworking student.

After teaching at Hogwarts for so many years, this was the second time she had seen such a hard-working genius.

Then, she turned her gaze to her classmates who were thinking about life, and a sour feeling rose in her heart. Yes, she remembered that the Sorting Hat was supposed to sort Mr. Mountbatten into Gryffindor. Ah... Mr. Mountbatten should have been the glory of Gryffindor.

This damn hat!

Thinking like this, the get out of class was soon over. Besides Louis, only Hermione turned the match into a pointy shape.

If Louis wasn't there, Professor McGonagall might have been very happy, but now Professor McGonagall felt upset no matter how she thought about it.

It was still a long time before the next class, and Louis was not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory. Instead, he chose to practice the Transfiguration spell in the auditorium.

At lunch, Harry and Ron joined him again.

"You were so cool in class today." Ron said excitedly, and Harry immediately responded, "Yeah, ha... you must have some tricks, can you teach us?"

"Of course." Louis didn't mind sharing his experience with his good friends. It just so happened that he also wanted to ask Harry and Ron for help with something. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard a joking voice.

"Hey, isn't this our little brother?" A red-haired head popped up on Ron's left.

"I heard that a remarkable person appeared in the Transfiguration class today." Another red head popped out from Harry's right. The two heads looked at each other, and the head next to Ron said, "A Slytherin genius."

"The savior of Gryffindor." The head next to Harry grinned.

"You actually made friends with our stupid brother." The two heads turned their gazes to Ron and said with a smile, "People always say that stupid people have good fortunes. Isn't that the truth?"

"George! Fred!" Ron's face flushed. He felt embarrassed by his two brothers' teasing in front of their good friends.

"The brothers are just joking with you, good boy." The twins stroked Ron's head with a smile, then looked at Louis. The one on the left said, "Hello, I'm George."

"I'm Fred." This is the one on the right.

Louis saw the flash of amusement in the two people's eyes, and he knew that the twins with bad taste were playing tricks on him again. So he smiled and greeted the one on the left: "Hello, Fred." Then he looked to the right: "Hello, George."

"Ha! Even a genius was fooled by us." Fred said with a grin, "You are very smart, Mr. Genius, but we deliberately lured you into the trap just now. Actually - we didn't lie."

"Yes, we didn't lie." George said, looked at Fred, stretched out his hands and clapped in the air: "Yeah!"

Louis was dumbfounded. The Weasley twins were indeed masters of pranks. They were very good at playing tricks on others. He thought he was on the third floor, but he didn't expect that the twins were waiting for him on the fourth floor.

It’s an old-fashioned cake. Hema feels ashamed when seeing it.

"Since you are good friends of baby Ronnie, you are also good friends of the older brothers." The twins' tone sounded very interesting, "This castle has no secrets in front of the great Weasley twins - oh yes, especially you, Mr. Mountbatten, you really surprised us."

"Just call me Louis." Louis tried to bring them closer without leaving any trace.

(End of this chapter)