I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 139 Luna is attacked
"Huh..." Hannah wiped the sweat from her forehead and handed the Elder Wand back to Dumbledore.

In Louis' discerning eyes, the properties of the Elder Wand also changed.

Elder Wand +1
+3 to all skills

+30% faster spell casting

+75% spell power
Dumbledore was also a little surprised. He watched the whole forging process in amazement, but he didn't notice any special effects. Just a flick, the small piece of stone emitting light melted into his wand - Merlin's beard! This is not magic!

He took the wand, looked at it carefully, and cast a few spells casually.

Finally, an expression of admiration appeared on his face.

"I have to say that the forging you have developed is very promising." Dumbledore said affirmatively: "Hannah, you will go further than the Ollivander family - perhaps in the near future, the Abbott family will become a world-class magic family under your leadership. I have no doubt about it."

"Really? Professor?" Hannah was obviously still unaware of what skills she had mastered. She just asked in a daze.

"Of course, you have to trust Louis." Headmaster Dumbledore said firmly: "After all, he can always bring us unexpected surprises, right?"

As he said this, he winked at Louis mischievously.

"Okay, Hannah, this room will be yours from now on. You can choose to have the house-elf move your luggage here." Dumbledore said to Hannah, "This will be your office in the future. Hogwarts is still happy to provide us with some additional excellent treatment for our special talents."

"Of course, if you can't bear to leave your roommates, you can continue to live in the dormitory," Professor Dumbledore added.

"I'd rather live in the dormitory." Hannah was very open-minded, mainly because she couldn't bear to leave her roommates.

"I'll just move to the office, professor." Louise is much thicker-skinned than Hannah. If he moves out of the dormitory, he can live with Catherine, right?

Dumbledore looked at Louis. As an elder, he had eaten more candy than Louis had eaten rice. How could he not know what bad ideas the little bastard was thinking of? He smiled and said, "Of course, but it's still too early for you to do that now. Young people... well, you have to know how to control yourself."

"What are you thinking, professor?" Louis said with a look of disgust: "I am a gentleman..."

"Not like it." Dumbledore smiled happily and wanted to tease Louis again when he heard Professor McGonagall calling him from behind.

"Albus?" Professor McGonagall's voice sounded, and when she saw Louis, she greeted him: "Oh, hello, Mr. Mountbatten, and Miss Abbott."

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall." The two students greeted Professor McGonagall in unison.

Professor McGonagall nodded in greeting, but turned a questioning look at Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore said "Oh" and told Professor McGonagall about how Hannah had strengthened his wand. Professor McGonagall looked obviously interested.

"How about, Professor, would you like to try it too?" Louis asked with a smile. He could see that Professor McGonagall was eager to try.

Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, but finally took out her wand.

It should be said that only Dumbledore's wand is special and uses the Brilliant Wedgestone, while Professor McGonagall's ordinary wand only needs ordinary wedgestone fragments to strengthen it.

Professor McGonagall took the strengthened wand, drew two dotted lines in the air, and put it away with satisfaction.

She looked at Hannah and Louis and gave them a thumbs up.

"Very good, I like it very much." Professor McGonagall said excitedly, "I am happy for you, Abbott. You have learned a promising skill before you graduate. This is what many people dream of."

"So, Minerva, what is it that brings you to me?" Dumbledore interrupted.

"Oh... just follow me to the headmaster's office and you'll find out." Professor McGonagall said mysteriously, leaving Hannah and Louis looking at each other in bewilderment.

"You go back first, Hannah, I'll go find the house-elves to help me move." Louis said to Hannah.

"Then I'll go back first, Professor." Hannah smiled obediently and skipped towards the Hufflepuff common room with her ponytails swinging.

The house elves moved very quickly. It should be said that no moving company in the world could surpass their speed and efficiency. In just over ten minutes, the house elves had completely moved Louis' bedroom to his office, and even restored the furnishings completely.

Asro was very happy because Louis moved out of the dormitory, which meant that he could serve Master Louis at close range.

Thinking of this, Aslo's eyes became moist.

God knows how many house-elves at Hogwarts dream of this?
During the chat, Louis also learned why the house-elves in Hogwarts were so close to him. In fact, he guessed it. After all, it was not his fault that he had a mother who was loved by everyone.

It is said that Aslo was almost killed by a dark wizard, and it was Louis' mother Emma who saved him and sent him to Hogwarts.

So he treated Louis somewhat like his own child.

The moving process was inseparable from the advice of Christrasza. Under her suggestion, except for the office and bedroom which remained unchanged, the living room was decorated completely in the style of Quel'Thalas. No one knew where she got so many magic pattern cloths and spirit pattern cloths.

As Louis' girlfriend, Catherine naturally moved into another bedroom, but this was like taking off pants to fart, completely unnecessary - everyone knew where Catherine slept at night?
And now Catherine was picking Louis' chin with her slender fingers, and asked in a coquettish tone: "Professor, are you... suspected of having a hidden rule with female students?"

"I think this sentence might be more convincing if our ages were reversed, but now no matter how you look at it, I'm the one being taken advantage of, okay?" Louis's words were as sharp as ever.

"Oh, that makes me so sad. You actually despise me because of my age..." Catherine pretended to be about to cry, and she looked really pitiful.

"I'm just stating a fact. I don't mean to show any disdain." Louis' hands began to get naughty and touched the girl's legs: "If you ask me, older is better. It is said that older women understand warmth and coldness, but they are different from those younger ones who only care about themselves." Catherine wanted to say something when there was a rapid knock on the office door.

"Who is it?" Louis sat up straight, and Catherine also got down from the table, slowly raising the newspaper in her hand to cover her slightly blushing cheeks.

"It's me, Ron..." Ron pushed the door open, gasping for air.

"What's wrong? Tell me slowly." Louis walked over and started to help Ron calm down.

Ron paused for a long time before he said hurriedly, "Oh no... Oh no... Someone has been attacked again... The victim this time is... is..."

"I think you're going to die from your own panting, red squirrel." Catherine's voice came from afar, scaring Ron so much that he choked.

"Don't be anxious, the sky isn't falling yet, take your time." Louis was not panicked. In the entire Hogwarts, except for Catherine being petrified, no one else was too anxious.

And now it was obvious that Catherine was in the room, so Louis was not in a hurry, but just gently advised Ron not to panic.

After Ron finally caught his breath, Harry and Hermione ran over, panting.

"Oh my goodness, are you three being chased by the treasure chest monster?" Louis was surprised.

"No... there was another attack..." Hermione was panting madly with her big teeth bared, looking exactly like the panting Bugs Bunny.

"It's Luna, Luna Lovegood." Ron said, "The one who was attacked this time was Luna Lovegood from Ravenclaw."

"What?" Catherine put down the newspaper almost instantly, and the anger on her forehead suddenly burst out, which perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be "furious".

During the holiday, Luna could be said to have successfully saved their relationship, or she could be said to have saved both of them in a disguised way. If it weren't for Luna, perhaps the devil would have taken advantage of them long ago, and how could they be as inseparable as honey now?
So after hearing that Luna was attacked, the most anxious person was Catherine. She had lunch with Luna at noon today, so how come she was suddenly attacked in the evening?

Louis also stood up and frowned, saying, "That shouldn't be the case. The attacker claimed to be the 'Successor of Slytherin'. According to common sense, he should attack some Muggle-born wizards. But why did he attack Luna?"

"Now is not the time to dwell on this, Louis." Hermione said anxiously, "What on earth is it..."

"Wait!" Harry suddenly interrupted Hermione, looked at the ceiling nervously, then looked to the left and right, suddenly turned around and rushed out of the office, walking forward along the wall.

"What's wrong with you, Harry?" Hermione asked in confusion. The current Harry reminded her of those performance artists in the Muggle world.

Harry stopped and frowned, saying, "I seemed to hear some voices... No, not as if, but as if someone was saying something, something about being hungry and wanting to kill..."

"It's coming from this wall. It seems like it's crawling along the wall... Did you hear it?" He looked at his friends around him.

"No..." Ron and Hermione shook their heads.

"Harry, even in the wizarding world, hearing something that others can't hear is not necessarily a good thing." Louis didn't point out where the voice came from, after all, no one would believe something that was said without any evidence. He pondered for a moment and suggested to Harry: "My advice is that it's best not to tell anyone about this...except Professor Dumbledore, of course."

"Louis is right, Harry." Ron echoed Louis' words: "Especially don't let your classmates know, otherwise... who knows what kind of rumors will spread, maybe even link you to the attacker."

"Oh..." Harry nodded reluctantly. He really didn't understand why Louis didn't let him tell anyone. Even Hermione and Ron seemed to agree.

Just like that, Ron and Hermione took Harry, who looked worried, back to the Gryffindor common room, while Louis and Catherine planned to go to the hospital wing to see poor Luna.

In the school infirmary, Dumbledore was sitting by Luna's bed, and next to him stood an extremely tall wizard, who Louis estimated to be at least 1.9 meters tall. Next to the wizard was the brown-haired girl he had seen at the sorting ceremony, the one called Akko, who was looking at Luna lying on the bed and sobbing softly.

"Professor." Louis walked over and greeted Dumbledore, then looked at the wizard next to him: "Who is this?"

He was waiting for Dumbledore to introduce him.

Dumbledore said "Oh" and then realized that Louis had come over. He introduced Louis, "Oh, Louis, you are here? This is an old friend of mine and Luna's uncle, Zlatan Lovegood. Ibrahimovic, this is the Louis I often mentioned to you in my letters."

"Hello, Mr. Lovegood." Louis extended his hand. He always felt that Zlatan looked very familiar and his name sounded particularly familiar.

Zlatan also stretched out his hand and smiled: "Just call me Ibrahimovic, Luis." (Character card from the Edge of the Alliance)

It can be seen that he is very outgoing, easy-going and cheerful.

Louis suddenly realized, isn't this the Ibrahimovic who plays football in the future? Why doesn't he go to the stadium to persecute Joe Hart, but comes to lead the British magic world?
"I'm sorry, Ibrahimovic." Louis glanced at the stiff Luna and sighed slightly.

This was his mistake.

"Alas, Xenophilius went to France recently. He would be heartbroken if he knew what happened to Luna." Ibrahimovic's tone was low and his voice was dull. The sturdy man who was over 1.90 meters tall spoke like a subwoofer, with resonance and chords.

"Sorry, Ibrahimovic, this was a mistake in our work." Dumbledore's tone was also apologetic.

Ibrahimovic didn't say anything. The strong man like a mountain gently stroked Luna's little face with his big hands. Louis had sharp eyes. According to his visual observation, Mr. Ibrahimovic's big hands like cattail leaf fans were even bigger than Luna's entire face.

"Poor Luna." Ibrahimovic's eyes moistened as he spoke. "She lost her mother very early and has been dependent on her father for life. She is just a child... Such a lovely little girl, why would anyone have the heart to harm her?"

"Criminals have no moral bottom line and no conscience, Ibrahimovic." Louis defined it this way. Catherine behind him glanced at Luna and turned away, unable to bear to look at her anymore.

"Do you have any clues, Louis?" Dumbledore looked at Louis with burning eyes, as if waiting for him to say something.

(End of this chapter)