I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 115: Fudge: What you love is your life
Before leaving, Fudge said in a very familiar way that he wanted to chat and talk with the students in the Hogwarts Great Hall during dinner.

By the way, announce the bet between Lockhart and Louis in public.

Dumbledore naturally had no reason to refuse, and in fact there was no reason to refuse.

After all, Fudge is still the Minister of Magic on paper, and Hogwarts has not broken with the Ministry of Magic.

In fact, most of the students were reluctant. After all, no one wanted to listen to a bureaucrat talking to himself endlessly while eating.

So what is the situation now? Fudge is talking nonstop in the guest of honor seat in the auditorium, while the students below are eating with expressionless faces.

But when it came to the bet between Louis and Lockhart, the students became visibly excited.

The students who had taken Lockhart's class were not too impressed with this fancy gesture. Except for a few fangirls, everyone cheered and gave warm applause while standing on their stools.

Fudge thought it was because of his popularity, so he turned to inspirational speeches and started talking endlessly.

All his words were praising the positive changes in the wizarding world since he took office, as well as his hard work, etc.

Louis felt like vomiting when he heard this kind of empty talk.

"Of course, in the end, I still hope that everyone can learn more from Professor Lockhart." Fudge called out Lockhart's name. After hearing it, Lockhart smiled greasyly and began to wink at his classmates.

Everyone was obviously a little fed up and kept rolling their eyes to show that they were not interested in such talk.

"As I said, the wizarding world needs more talents like Professor Lockhart." Fudge clapped his hands, glanced at Lockhart, and continued to flatter him, "No matter when, I sincerely hope that everyone will not give up their love for magic. It is precisely because of this that our Professor Lockhart is so outstanding and excellent."

"Finally, I would like to share with you a sentence that Professor Lockhart often said, which is - what you love is your life."

There was booing from the audience. Seamus Finnigan lived up to his reputation as a genius in explosives. He was fed up with Fudge's constant nagging and started the fight by shouting, "Fudge, when are you going to die?"

He shouted with his head down and did not stand up, so no one noticed who shouted. Only Louis and Ron and Harry who were around Seamus noticed his little action.

The auditorium was silent as if it had been cast by a Silence Warlock. Everyone was wondering which student was so brave. Then, everyone burst into laughter.

Louis looked at Fudge with a light gaze, thinking in his head how to respond if Fudge continued to hold on to him.

Fudge's face was obviously a little ugly. He looked at Dumbledore and finally suppressed the urge to attack.

After all... first of all, he is an adult and the Minister of Magic. It is a bit embarrassing for him to have the same views as a student.

The most important thing was that he didn't want to, nor did he dare to, cause trouble for the Hogwarts students in front of Dumbledore.

Harry, Ron and Louis looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Simo, who had just been brave, now had both legs shaking. He sat there, shaking like a sieve, and was obviously afraid.

But fortunately, everyone tacitly let the matter go.

Fudge's ugly expression only lasted for a short while, and he quickly put on a smiling expression again: "Oh, well, after all, I'm not a gold galleon, and I can't make everyone like me."

Finally, he added: "Even if it is gold galleons, it will not be liked by everyone."

Louis didn't find it surprising at all. Fudge was a typical politician. Even if he felt very upset inside, he would still keep a cheerful face on the surface.

Didn’t you see that Bushes was able to maintain his composure even when someone threw shoes at him? What’s more, Fudge was only scolded.

After Fudge left, classmates gathered around him, especially the Weasley twins, who were so excited that they kept asking if he had any ideas about coaching fourth grades.

Lockhart's class this morning was extremely boring. According to George, they had been listening to Lockhart bragging about his adventure stories in class and had no intention of teaching them any spells at all.

What's even more outrageous is that he actually gave a quiz that was all about his personal hobbies.

It seems that not only the second graders have this experience, the fourth graders are not immune as well.

However, Lockhart must have received a good lesson from the Cornish elf in yesterday's class, so he did not prepare any elves when teaching other grades.

After all, he couldn't handle this kind of thing. He only had to do the embarrassing thing once. If he made a fool of himself twice more, Dumbledore wouldn't have to trouble him, as his students would have exposed his tricks.

Louis, who was being asked the question, didn't know whether to answer yes or no, so he answered everyone's questions warmly, politely, ambiguously and as if he knew nothing about the questions.

His top priority now is to finish his tasks for this school year. He has to eat one bite at a time, so it is impossible for him to make any promises to others in advance.

After the students dispersed, he notified the four colleges to elect a representative each. Gryffindor debated for a long time before deciding to let Hermione be the representative of Gryffindor. Hufflepuff nominated Hannah Abbott, and Ravenclaw nominated Justin Finch-Fletchley.

Slytherin, Louis directly appointed Pansy Parkinson as the representative of Slytherin, after all, Draco was still busy with the affairs of the Serpent Spirit.

Louis is now meeting four representatives in the reception room of the Slytherin lounge.

The three students from other colleges who entered the Slytherin common room for the first time were a little nervous. Louis calmed them down with gentle words and asked Tom and Jerry to bring each of them a cup of black tea.

It's not the kind of black tea that makes you sleepy.

The four of them took the steaming teacups and sipped the tea. Their originally nervous hearts gradually calmed down under the effect of the hot tea.

The reception room was built by the house-elves at Louis's request. It was about 30 square meters. It was not a big place, but it was formal enough and could also be isolated from the noise of outsiders.

For this purpose, he even went to Professor Snape for advice. Snape was very easy to talk to - as long as you can lead the school to beat the other four colleges by a large margin again this year, it will be no problem for you to open a palace in the Slytherin lounge.

Louis thought that it was up to you, professor, to crush the four colleges by a large score...

But in the end, I couldn't say this big truth out loud. Some things are enough to just know in your heart.

Hannah is a pretty girl with golden twin ponytails, and she looks like a loser at first glance; Justin is not handsome enough, but his overbite is impressive enough; Pansy looks and looks very similar to the third movie, with short black hair, and doesn't look like a poodle. Both girls are pretty.

Louis saw the orange light on Hannah's body flickering, and subconsciously threw an eye of identification over there.

Good guy, Louis exclaimed. Good guy.

Blacksmithing (20)

How should I put it? Hannah is really as good as iron... iron.

This talent in forging has reached the limits of human capabilities.

Louis decided that if he had the chance he must give Hannah a side job, so he might as well specialize in strengthening other people's equipment at Hogwarts.

It was the first time that he had the idea of ​​turning Hogwarts into a base like the Firelink Shrine or Camp Rogge.

But all this is still far away. Louis looked at the four people and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous. The purpose of calling everyone here is just to hold a small meeting... From now on, well, at least during the time I teach you, you are all the house representatives of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"And your task is probably to be responsible for the students in my course. Um, assist me in evaluating their learning progress. For now, this is the only task."

At this point, Louis hooked his finger and Tom immediately handed over four forms.

"Of course, I won't let you become free laborers. This is not my style." He paused and continued, "I plan to introduce a credit mechanism in the classroom. Through excellent performance in class, excellent completion of homework, and test scores, you can get credits as a reward."

"You can exchange your credits for anything you want, such as Galleons." Louis laughed, "One credit can be exchanged for two Galleons, and you can get five extra credits every week as your salary."

"Of course, credits can be exchanged for more than just Galleons. There are better options." Louis pointed to the table and said, "For example, 'Spell: Kalia Swift Sword' can be exchanged for ten credits. I think it's a very good spell."

"Kalia's Swift Sword? Uh, Louis...I mean, Professor, what kind of magic is that?" Hermione asked first. She was a well-read person, but she had never heard of such a spell.

Louis stood up, picked up his staff and said to them: "Kalia Swift Sword is also a magic from the royal family. It uses magic power to condense into a short sword for fast attacks. It can be used quickly after any action or spell."

Well, isn’t the Kalia royal family also a royal family?
Everyone was shocked when they heard the word "royal family". No one dared to be sure that there was no secret magic in the royal family. The European grandmother a hundred years ago was once an extraordinary wizard.

"Well, can you demonstrate it for us?" The speaker was Pansy. As a young wizard from a pure-blood family, she had no desire for Garlon. Instead, this Kalia Swift Sword really attracted her attention.

Louis casually cast an armor spell, and before the armor spell dissipated, a blue lightsaber appeared at the tip of his staff as he thrust forward. Moreover, the lightsaber did not dissipate under the continuous output of mana, and he used his magic wand to make several more sword flowers before dispersing the lightsaber.

The four class representatives' eyes widened, especially Justin, who fell in love with this spell almost instantly.

Light sabers are a man's romance! Even if it's not the kind of lightsaber that a Jedi Knight uses, it's enough to make people excited!

"Professor! I want to learn this!" he shouted impatiently.

Louis put away his wand and shrugged: "Of course you can learn it, provided you earn enough points... and, in fact, I have more than one novel spell like this. After you learn this Kalia Swift Sword, you will unlock more."

He muttered to himself, actually I don’t know much more.

It seems... I really need to hurry up and complete the task!
As for electrical spells, he had no intention of teaching them to his classmates. Teaching them to Catherine was already his limit.

Several people who originally had an indifferent attitude towards becoming class representatives suddenly became excited.

They had long known that His Highness was generous, but they never expected him to be so generous and to be able to pass on secret magic!

"Professor! Just tell me what tasks we have to do!" Justin had an excited expression. At the end, he asked anxiously, "How about... Professor, can you assign me more tasks? Otherwise, the five credits this week will be a bit too much for me..."

"Oh, okay then." Louis put down the teacup in his hand: "I do have a small task for you... Well, notify the students of each college to gather at the castle gate at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. I have a task to arrange."

"Uh... isn't this a little too early? I'm afraid my classmates will have objections." Justin asked hesitantly.

"When you go back, tell them what I told you about the credit system today. If they still have any opinions, let them come to me in person and not to you." Louis tapped the table with his fingers, and said in an unquestionable tone: "It's hard to say that you are not capable. I will wait for them here and see who will come to me."

The four of them looked at each other and responded in unison: "Yes, Professor."

"Okay, I won't keep you here, go back." Louis began to see the guests off: "Remember, both things must be communicated. I don't want anyone to come to me because they missed one of them, understand?"

"Yes, Professor."

Louis was not worried that the Slytherin people would do something strange, after all, he still had some status in the academy. But it was not easy to suppress the other three academies with such violence, so it was necessary to give them some sweet treats.

After all, you can't force people to study hard with a knife. Learning has always been a voluntary thing.

He has already thought of the teaching objectives for the first phase. Within this month, he will try to lead the students to clear the Wall of Lothric once.

Anyway, you won't be hurt in the alternate dimension, it just might scare people.

But Louis is very open-minded. There is a saying that goes "more sweat in peacetime and less blood in battle". Only wizards who have been tested in actual combat are qualified good wizards.

Along the way, he was planning how to train these classmates tomorrow. When he returned to the dormitory, he found Catherine lying on her side on the bed waiting for him.

"Little Moon? Why are you here?" Louis blurted out.

Catherine's originally somewhat happy expression suddenly turned cold.

"Can't I come?" She asked in an unhappy tone.

"No, I was just thinking about you on the way here just now, so I was a little surprised to see you suddenly when I returned to the dormitory." Louis lied without blushing or beating his heart.

(End of this chapter)