I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 148 It’s the season of white photo albums again
The match, of course, ended with Louis winning.

There was a small episode. Tifa was hungry the whole time. When the score was 2-0, she returned to the office with peace of mind and ordered a plate of braised beef with rice. She was enjoying her meal when suddenly a few senior classmates who were on good terms with her knocked on the door.

"Who is it? Come in." Tifa didn't put down her bowl. She was really hungry.

"Assistant Instructor Tifa, something bad has happened..." The girl named Jody Milson said anxiously, "We lost... Professor Lockhart lost, and Mountbatten turned the tables. Now the score is 3 to 2..."

Tifa was horrified when she heard that. Shocked, she subconsciously uttered a nasal "Hmm!" and flipped her hand to turn the bowl upside down on the table with a bang. She stood up suddenly, pointed at Jodi tremblingly, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Then, as if she remembered something, she laughed out loud and waved her hands like a nervous person: "Impossible, absolutely impossible... They are only second-year students! Second-year students! How can we beat them..."

Having said that, she also realized what she should and shouldn't say. Naturally, the fewer people who knew about Polyjuice Potion disguising itself as a fifth-grade student, the better - especially when they had to call in outside help to beat a group of second-grade students. This kind of thing was unacceptable no matter how they explained it, and they were the ones who were embarrassed.

She quickly grabbed her coat and put it on, not even bothering to eat, and hurried outside to find out what was going on.

After all, seeing is believing, hearing is not.

The result was the news that Lockhart had lost, but the silver lining was that Louis was also a lazy guy and only took the Defense Against the Dark Arts classes for the first and fourth years.

And Harry encountered troubles of his own.

Even though he made the final appearance and won the victory, the means of his victory really makes people think more.

After all, which serious wizard can speak Parseltongue?

Ever since he stepped down from the dueling arena, he felt that everyone around him was staring at him and whispering - it was no wonder he was sensitive, because those who were whispering were staring at him while whispering.

From time to time, he could hear words like "Slytherin also speaks Parseltongue", "The symbol of a dark wizard", "This is too weird", which made Harry a little confused.

After Louis was announced as the winner, Harry left the hall early because Louis had to stay in the hall to talk to the professors.

There was no other reason. It was mainly because the atmosphere in the hall was so weird that Harry felt a little uneasy being stared at.

He and Ron walked out of the hall, followed by Hermione in a hurry. When they went out, the senior students stepped aside one after another, as if they were afraid of getting contaminated by something dirty.

Harry didn't understand what was going on, as if he had suddenly gone from being a savior that everyone admired to being a street rat that everyone was talking about. Ron and Hermione didn't explain, but just dragged him along, preparing to wait for him in Louis' office.

Since Catherine returned to the office first, they didn't need to wait and could just go in and sit and wait.

Ron pushed Harry into a single sofa and asked in a questioning tone, "You're a Parseltongue? Why didn't you tell us?"

"I'm a... what am I?" Harry obviously didn't realize what Parseltongue was. He pointed at himself stupidly, like a goose.

"Parseltongue! You can talk to snakes!" Ron lowered his voice and growled softly, looking like he was in a bad mood.

It's not surprising. Anyone who finds out that his friend can talk to snakes would probably find it hard to accept it for a while.

Probably apart from Ron and Hermione, no one else could be so tolerant of him, since they were the iron triangle from Gryffindor.
As we all know, triangular structures are the strongest.

"I see." Harry still looked heartless. "It's no big deal. It's not the first time I've done this. Once before I entered school, I accidentally released a python at the zoo. My cousin Dudley was almost bitten by it. It's a long story. The python told me that it was not from Brazil as the zoo notice said. In fact, it had never been to Brazil."

"Of course... well, I didn't do it on purpose, you know, I didn't even know what a wizard was at the time."

"A boa constrictor telling you it's never been to Brazil?" Ron asked in a weak voice.

"What's the matter?" Harry said nonchalantly, "It's not a big deal. I bet many people there can do it..."

"Oh, my God, we can't do this..." Ron held his head, looking helpless: "This is an unusual skill, Harry, this is terrible..."

Harry was a little unhappy. He said angrily, "What's wrong with you? If I hadn't let the snake attack that person, I would have been the one who got hurt!"

Ron just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Katherine.

"Well, Parseltongue isn't exclusive to dark wizards. My mom and I both know it, so it's nothing special." Katherine was holding two cups of hot cocoa, followed by Christasza, who was also holding two cups.

Catherine walked over and handed Hermione a cup of hot cocoa. Ron and Harry also took two cups from Christasza. For a moment, the heat from the cups dispelled some of the gloom in Harry's heart.

"Have some hot cocoa, it will make you feel better." Catherine smiled gently and said to Harry: "Four - Potter, you have to know that this is not something to be sad about. It's just that everyone doesn't understand the misunderstanding that has occurred."

You mean four eyes - you mean four eyes!

Harry still said hesitantly: "But, everyone's attitude today..."

"Dumbledore is also a Parseltongue." Catherine dispelled Harry's doubts with just one sentence.

Harry's expression changed from being upset to his original heartless silly smile almost instantly.

"Thank you, Miss Worley," Harry said with a silly smile.

"You should thank them." Catherine said bluntly, "Look at your two little friends, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger... Tsk, I don't know how to describe them."

She suppressed the urge to call her "Red Squirrel" and "Miss Beaver".

In her heart, she kept reminding herself that her current status was different from before, and she couldn't be too casual with her husband...

After hearing what Catherine said, Hermione and Ron also looked embarrassed. In the end, it was Hermione who spoke first: "Sorry, Harry, we didn't mean that..."

"It's like this...we are, uh...anyway, I don't know how to describe it, but I'm sorry." Ron hesitated at first, and then apologized generously after Hermione stepped on his foot.

"It's okay, just a small matter." Harry also looked heartless.

As they were happily chatting, the office door opened and Louis walked in with a high-spirited look on his face.

Louis was not surprised to see that Catherine was getting along well with the animals. After all, he had asked what was going on before. He handed the coat to Christasa with a smile and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Harry's Parseltongue." Catherine reached out to straighten his collar. "How is it? What did the headmaster say?"

"What else can I say." Louis smiled. "Professor Dumbledore discovered that those senior students were impersonated. He used this incident to force Fudge into a corner and forced him to promise not to interfere in Hogwarts' affairs." "The main thing is... he was a little too stupid. He actually pulled people from the Auror's striker. He was afraid that everyone didn't have solid evidence, right?"

"Those students are all children of his loyal subordinates. I am not surprised by this." Louis patted Catherine's waist and asked, "By the way, you asked Christasa to send me a message just now. What happened?"

"Oh... Mom said she missed us a little and wanted us to go back for Christmas."

"Solanlian is really something, it's only been a few months..." Louis shrugged.

"But... Harry should be careful." Louis turned around and said to Harry, "I just heard someone on the road say that you are the heir of Slytherin..."

"Huh? Me?" Harry pointed at himself, his mouth wide open in disbelief.

How is that possible? How could he be the heir of Slytherin? This is unscientific.

"My last name is Potter, not Slytherin..." Harry said a little aggrievedly.

"My last name can't be Slytherin, right? My ancestors are German." Louis shrugged and told the truth.

"Hmph, Kraut!" Hermione wrinkled her nose cutely.

"If someone didn't know, they would have thought you were from France because you reacted so strongly to me." Louis was laughing when Vitaly lowered her head and walked out of the bedroom.

"Who's talking about the French?" Vitaly looked at him unkindly.

"They're saying I'm a German." Louis shrugged, then he kicked Vitali's calf: "French girl, raise your hands for me?"

Vitaly rolled her eyes at him and raised her hands obediently.

"Look, this is conquest." Louis grinned and showed off to the three little ones.

The three little ones rolled their eyes in unison.

"It's getting late, so we won't stay any longer." Hermione pinched Ron, who was still laughing foolishly, and pulled Harry to stand up. "Good night, Louis, Miss Wallace, and Miss Hilliax."

"What about me?" Christasa asked aggrievedly, feeling a little sad about being forgotten by the three of them.

"Same to you, Christasa." Hermione waved her hand with her big teeth bared. "Goodbye."

After the three little guys left the office, Christasa took out the nest customized for Tom and Jerry from her "Big Mac" pocket. It was a three-story villa with a traceless stretching spell. It was a top-notch choice both from the outside and the interior decoration.

Tom and Jerry cheered and rushed into the three-story kitten villa like a whirlwind.

"It's snowing." Catherine said this casually as she looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

"Yes, it's the season of White Album again..." Louis said with some emotion.

"White Album?" Catherine asked in confusion.

"Yeah." Louis explained to her seriously, "It's a song released six years ago by the famous Japanese singer Yuki Morikawa... I like it very much. I also happened to have learned the music score. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Okay." Catherine happily sat down at the seat next to Louis' desk.

Louis straightened his clothes a little, sat down in front of the piano in a very stylish manner, tapped twice as if to test the sound, and then, under the gaze of Catherine and the other two girls, he played the song "White Album" smoothly.

"It sounds really nice." Vitaly first praised, then asked hesitantly: "But I... why do I feel a little stomachache?"

Louis thought to himself that you have a stomachache...

In the end, he didn't explain the story behind "White Album" to the three people...

The main reason was that the story was long, convoluted and stomach-aching, and Louis thought that he had a weak stomach and couldn't stand this torture.

There was a strong north wind all night. When I woke up the next day and looked out the window on the third floor, the whole world had turned into a world covered in silver.

Occasionally, there are a few owls flying back and forth. This kind of bird of prey is not very afraid of the cold. Besides, thanks to the warm current of the North Atlantic, the coldest time in the winter in the Scottish Highlands is difficult to exceed minus ten degrees Celsius.

Louis, lying in bed, didn't really want to get up. It was snowing so heavily today that the Herbology class would probably be cancelled. Sure enough, Draco sent someone to tell Christasa that the Herbology class was cancelled.

Since there was nothing to do, Louis planned to stay in bed for a few more minutes.

The most important thing is that the senior sister's sweet and soft body is the best pillow in the world, and he is more or less reluctant to let go.

But he had to eat after all, so after resting for a while, Louis was called by his classmates to make a snowman.

It's annoying, okay! A bunch of singles...

But he still obediently went down and left the office...

There was no other reason, because Catherine was full of longing for making a snowman...

In fact, Dumbledore was so bored that he suspended all classes today because of the heavy snow.

But what does this heavy snow have to do with you taking classes indoors, asshole?

But none of the students raised any objection - as long as there were no classes, the students would definitely think it was a good thing. How could anyone object, unless they were the kind of hard-working people who couldn't get any more excited?

Headmaster Dumbledore even proposed a snowman-building competition, to be judged that evening - and an inter-house snowball fight the next day.

This completely ignited the enthusiasm of the students, especially Catherine, who looked at Louis with shining eyes, and her eyes definitely meant "Let's go build a snowman too."

Of course, building a snowman requires two funny people. Louis called Tom and Jerry, put Jerry on his shoulders, and led his family out of the castle.

(End of this chapter)