I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 11 Let Harry dress as a woman?
"I have to say, you really surprised us." Fred said with an exaggerated expression on his face: "You are going out at night on the first day of freshman enrollment. You really don't take the school rules seriously."

"How did you know I was out at night?" Louis glanced at the twins.

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes." George continued, "The two of us watched you walk almost all over the castle. Fortunately, you listened to the principal's instructions and did not go to the fourth floor."

"Why did you walk around the third floor eleven times? Is there something good there?"

Louis's face turned red. In fact, he was lost...

The stairs in Hogwarts are constantly moving, just like in the movies. It is easy to go astray if you walk back and forth. As Gemini said, he did walk up the third floor eleven times.

"Forget it, since you don't want to talk, we won't force you." Fred patted Harry's shoulder and said with a smile: "The two of us are going to eat. If you three need anything, you can come to us."

Louis didn't mention the Marauder's Map after all. Never mind. Let's wait until we are more familiar with each other...

After the twins left, Harry, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't wait to ask, "So, Louis, tell me your tricks."

"I can teach you, but you have to practice spells with me." Louis was tempted to take advantage of them. The skill introduction mentioned that actual combat could help one gain skill proficiency faster, so he decided to start with these two friends.

"No problem." The two kids patted their chests and promised.

"It's actually quite simple." Louis forked a chickpea from the plate with his right hand and put it in front of the two people. "Take Transfiguration for example. You have to concentrate on imagining it in your mind. For example, if you want to turn it into a white cube, you have to first construct the shape of the cube in your mind. The moment it becomes clear in your mind... vera verto!"

As Louis waved the magic wand with his left hand, the bean turned into a small square white cube.

"Look, that's it. No matter what kind of spell you want to cast, in my opinion, the most important thing is that you have to believe in your magic." Louis looked at the two people thinking carefully and continued, "Think about it, if you even doubt whether the magic can be successful, how can you successfully cast a spell?"

"I'll try again." Ron thought for a moment and took out the old wand he inherited from Charlie. He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then pointed at the fork in front of him and chanted, "Vera Verto!"

A miracle happened, the fork turned into half a knife - yes, the four prongs of the fork were still retained, but the rest was no different from the knife next to it.

This was already a great improvement. It wasn't that Ron's aptitude was not good, but because the wand he used was not owned by him - as Ollivander said, when wizards choose their wands, the wands also choose wizards. Ron and Charlie had two completely different personalities, so it was impossible for their wands to match.

Ron is already quite talented to have achieved half of the success.

It should be said that poverty limited Ron's development space.

Louis was thinking about when to change Ron's clothes. Of course... he had to find a perfect reason. After all, Ron was a very strong person, and Louis didn't want to hurt his self-esteem.

"Wow." Harry looked at the fork and knife in front of him in surprise. He didn't expect his friend to succeed so quickly.

"It's a pity that your wand is not good, Ron, otherwise it would have been completely successful." Harry added. Ron hung his head in frustration, but Louis' words rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Ha, think about it, if you can cast spells perfectly with this incompatible wand, then...what will it be like when you change to a wand that can perfectly match your own?"

"You're right, Louis." Ron clenched his fists and smiled. "With your guidance in learning spells, I will definitely succeed, for sure!"

"The most important thing is your own efforts." Louis recovered the chickpeas and ate them. "However, I can't teach you tricks for nothing - you have to practice magic with me from time to time."

"No problem." They both promised.

Louis smiled mysteriously. If Diana was here, she would definitely be able to see that he was going to cause trouble. But poor Harry and Ron didn't understand him and just thought he was happy.

"There are two Potions classes on Friday morning." Louis' eyes sparkled. "I heard that our dean is known for his strictness, and... Harry, you made enemies with Malfoy on the train." At this point, he whispered, "I heard from my Slytherin classmates that the Malfoy family has a close relationship with Professor Snape. Harry, you might be targeted..."

Seeing Harry's nonchalant expression, Louis began to take control of him: "If he makes things difficult for you in class and openly deducts Gryffindor points, think about what your Gryffindor classmates will think of you?"

Harry, who was burdened by his idol, was obviously a little uneasy. He didn't care about being bullied by Snape, but he couldn't ignore his classmates' opinions of him. He asked in a low voice with some fear: "Ah? Then... then what should I do?"

"Study Potions well." Louis said firmly.

God bless you, Louis just wanted to see Professor Snape's speechless expression.

But... maybe I could let Harry dress up as a woman to attend class? Well, that's a good idea, but how can I get him to agree?
A cruel idea gradually emerged in Louis' mind. Why not go all out and join forces with the twins who love playing pranks to set a trap for Harry?

Brothers, I guess Harry won’t blame him...right?

After lunch, there was another Herbology class. Since it was the first class of the new semester for new students, Professor Sprout did not arrange any strange herbs for everyone to learn. He simply told a few humorous and interesting stories about Herbology. Louis noticed that Neville, who was sleepy in the Transfiguration class, was very energetic in the Herbology class and won two points for Gryffindor.

Maybe this is talent.

After dinner, Louis said goodbye to Harry and the others, and returned to the Slytherin common room to get the book "Introduction to Low-level Spells". As soon as he opened the door, he saw a senior student with a constipated face sitting on the bench in the common room, and three Slytherin seniors of similar age standing behind him.

Louis didn't care. Maybe these seniors were just having a meeting because they had nothing to do. He thought so in his mind and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

"Look, this is the new Mudblood? How rude." The senior's voice was as harsh as an owl's cry: "Student Flint, you really bring shame to Slytherin. You were defeated by such a person."

Marcus's big teeth and jaw trembled, he shuddered, and nodded humbly to please this untouchable senior.

(End of this chapter)