I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 202 How to break the Italians' defense

Louis guessed that Snape's intestines were about to turn green by now. Sometimes people have to pay the price for speaking too quickly.

These 20 points deduction are quite unfair, so people should never get carried away.

Sirius saw this scene clearly, and as Snape looked disgruntled, he let out a loud, earth-shattering "Crack".

As Snape's lifelong enemy, Sirius was always willing to make things difficult for Snape on any occasion and at any time, even if it was only a small thing.

"As long as it's congested, that's enough." He always said that.

After all, this was his best brother's best hobby when he was in school. No matter who was right or wrong in school back then, at least the current Dean Snape deserves a beating.

To be honest, even Louis, a Slytherin, felt that Professor Snape was a little too shameless sometimes, not to mention how the students from the other three colleges evaluated Snape.

When they arrived at the auditorium, the Louis couple caused a cheer.

"Are you going to transfer to Gryffindor?" Hermione shouted excitedly. The little girl's Halloween costume was two long fangs. If you didn't know her, you would think she was a walrus.

It seems that she has come out of this shadow, at least she is not so resistant to big buck teeth anymore.

——What you need is a village of walruses.

Yes, so Ron also got a long big buck tooth, which looks very funny and also saves a lot of trouble.

"Yes, Catherine and I will be Gryffindors from now on." Louis lied without blushing or beating his heart.

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire Gryffindor house cheered.

The Slytherins' expressions suddenly fell, they took the joke seriously.

The twins were the only ones in Gryffindor who didn't believe it. As masters of mischief, they were now dressed as ghosts. They both shouted in unison: "I don't believe it unless you prove it to us."

Louis shrugged. "Yeah, I was just kidding. This is our Halloween costume."

Christasa walked into the hall with Tom and Jerry and came to Louise. The three of them were wearing the same Gryffindor costumes, which almost blinded the students.

In this way, even a fool could tell that this was their family's Halloween costume. The Slytherin students regained their smiles and energy, while the Gryffindor students booed, obviously feeling that they had been fooled and were not very happy.

"It's okay, I can still be a Ravenclaw next year." Louis laughed and picked up the pumpkin juice in front of Harry and drank it in one gulp.

"I haven't drunk it yet..." Harry said weakly.

"If you want to drink, then I won't." Louis said with disgust: "Tsk, what are you dressed like? Why do you look like someone from the last century?"

Harry's outfit is a bit retro, and he even put on a fake beard, making him look very much like the famous French writer Maupassant.

Also looks like a certain kindly bearded man named Joseph.

Today is Lupin's weak period, and Friday is the full moon night, so Lupin has not recovered yet and will not participate in this Halloween. The classmates don't know about this, and only a few professors know about it. Except for Snape, everyone keeps this matter a secret.

As for Snape, he seemed to be afraid that the whole world didn't know about it. Whether in Potions class or as a substitute teacher in other grades, he was always sarcastic and deserved a beating.

Sirius was dressed as Snape today. Yes, he wore a black bat-like cloak and a greasy black wig, which immediately won the favor of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

The reason why Gryffindor House likes Sirius is because Sirius is originally from Gryffindor, while the mentality of the other two houses is even simpler. As long as you persecute Snape, you are our good friend.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Professor Snape was sitting in the guest of honor seat. If looks could kill, Sirius would have been dead by now.

If he hadn't been concerned about the large number of people in the hall and Dumbledore being nearby, he would have grabbed Sirius and thrown the magic weapon wildly.

In his mind, Sirius's level of disgust had now risen to the same level as Potter's. If possible, he wanted to use the Divine Strike and Shadowless Technique on the disgusting faces of these two people to give them both a makeover.

This idea can only remain in imagination. Unless he now abandons the light and chooses to join Voldemort, he may never have the chance to take revenge in this life.

But this is obviously a paradox. Voldemort was the murderer of Lily. As Snape, the only designated keeper of Hogwarts, how could he choose to follow Voldemort?

The decoration of the auditorium is still the same as in previous years, with nothing new. If we have to pick out something new, it would be that last year's seventh graders and freshmen have all been replaced.

The banquet is free. Everyone can sit together in groups of three or five with their friends. There is no need to be restrained. You can sit with whoever you want, as long as everyone is willing.

As a Ravenclaw, Penelope forced her way into Louis's inner circle with her good friend Veronica.

"Luis, this is my good friend Veronica. She really wants to meet you." Penelope generously introduced her best friend to Louis.

Veronica was indeed very beautiful, a black-haired, black-eyed beauty who looked to be of Italian descent. As expected, when she opened her mouth, a strong Italian-accented English came out.

"Nice to meet you, Your Highness Mountbatten. I'm Veronica Esposito." Veronica stretched out her hand and shook Louis's. "I'm currently studying at Ravenclaw College, in the same grade as Penelope."

Louis obviously felt Veronica’s nervousness, he smiled gently and comforted her, motioning for her to sit with everyone.

Not long after they started chatting, Vitaly, dressed as a vampire, came over, found a chair, and sat down on Louis' right side, facing Veronica.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but since they introduced themselves to each other, there was inexplicably a spark of electricity between Veronica and Vitaly when they looked at each other.

It makes a crackling sound and is quite scary.

Catherine poked Louis and whispered in his ear: "What's going on, did they know each other before?" "I don't know either." Louis answered in the same low voice.

"Could it be that there's a conflict between their outfits?" Catherine whispered, pointing inconspicuously at Veronica's angel wings.

Yes, Veronica had a shining halo on her head, dressed like an angel.

Angels and vampires obviously belong to two different camps, so it is not surprising that there is inexplicable hostility between them.

But Catherine was obviously wrong. The hostility between the two people in front of her was not caused by the conflicting cosplay images.

It must be said that Vitaly actually had bad intentions. She picked up the small card on the table and wrote something on it quickly. After a while, the house-elves quickly and efficiently served her a plate of tomato pasta.

The next moment, she picked up the knife and fork, and in front of Veronica, she carefully cut the pasta with the knife and fork, and slowly put it into her mouth like eating fried rice, but it was unexpectedly elegant.

Veronica saw Vitaly's actions, rolled her eyes, slapped her forehead with her little hands, and said to herself helplessly: "Mamma Mia...what a barbaric way of eating..."

Vitaly raised her eyebrows at her demonstratively, with an expression that said, "What can you do to me?"

Veronica, who was obviously angry at Vitaly's provocative action, immediately lowered her head and wrote down the food she wanted to eat. Soon, a long baguette was brought up.

Veronica picked up the baguette, stood up, broke it hard on her leg, slammed it on the table angrily, and picked up one of the baguettes and bit it fiercely, as if she was biting Vitaly's flesh.

But this obviously doesn't work for silly bitch Vitaly.

"I think..." Catherine began to take sides: "Student Veronica, maybe you should use the trap door to go to France now, find a Muggle store to buy a tape recorder, and then carry it and play the Prussian March while dancing under the Arc de Triomphe. This might be more lethal."

It turns out that Vitaly's nemesis is always Catherine. As a master of breast techniques, Catherine always finds the right angle at the right time to break Vitaly's defense.
As soon as Catherine finished speaking, Vitaly made a "th" sound and a noodle popped out of her nose.

She glared at Catherine viciously, reached out to pull the noodle off, and continued to struggle with the pasta on the plate.

Veronica gave Katherine a thumbs up and turned to Penelope, "So what are you going to eat?"

Penelope had already written the order card, and when the house-elf brought her the plate, Veronica was furious.

She never expected that the most brutal backstab would come from her best sister.

"What...what is this?" She pointed at the pizza on Penelope's plate with trembling fingers.

"Pizza." Penelope smiled and introduced it to Veronica like a treasure: "Look, pineapple, ham...what a wonderful combination..."

"Mamma Mia, Penelope, I think you are a little bit over the moon." Veronica's voice trembled like her fingers: "This is garbage, it is unapproachable food. If pizza has a caste system, then it is Dalit, Mamma Mia..."

She made the shape of "seven" with her hands and waved them in front of her.

"Do you know how high the sugar content in this is? Take it away, take it away quickly. Everything I make tastes much better than this..." Veronica's voice even contained some heartbreak.

Of course, many students may not understand why Italians react so strongly when they see pineapple pizza.

Let me give you an analogy. This is equivalent to the Seres seeing pineapple-filled buns, strawberry mapo tofu, chocolate-filled soup dumplings, dumpling ice cream, and oil-splashed chocolate noodles as unacceptable. At the same time, the people who make them really like to eat them and ask you with an innocent look, "What's wrong with you? How are you? Is your fist hard?"
"Just try it. It won't taste as bad as you think." Penelope persuaded her, and even moved closer to her with the plate.

Veronica dodged as if she had been electrocuted, and said with disgust: "Ham and pineapple? This dark combination will definitely cause acid reflux, right? After eating it, my stomach will make a gurgling sound. Oh my God, Penelope, my best sister, why do you hurt me like this..."

"Pinapple on pizza is just for laughs. Who would eat fruit flavor?" Veronica really couldn't accept it.

As a person with a soul that comes from a country of gourmet food, Louis understands Veronica's feelings very well. After all, the strawberry mapo tofu made by the Japanese who live a good life is enough to drive people crazy.

"Give me a slice." Vitaly was just enjoying the fun; her hostility towards Veronica was purely the hostility between two European gourmet countries.

After all, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. In the field of gastronomy, French cuisine and Italian cuisine have always been the best in Europe.

Penelope obediently picked up a slice of pizza and handed it to Vitaly's plate.

Vitaly picked up the knife and fork and carefully cut the pizza.

“Mamma Mia…” Veronica was really tired. She was too tired to complain: “Eating pizza with a knife and fork…Mamma Mia, you guys are really…”

Tired, destroy it.

She clutched her hair with both hands and sat there devastated until Penelope put a piece of pizza into her mouth.

But it wasn’t as fragrant as I imagined.

Veronica chewed it twice and immediately spit it into the trash can beside her. She said with disgust, "No, I still can't accept this taste. Oh my God, it's too sweet. How much of a sweet lover would choose this kind of pizza? I also can't accept pineapple and tomato mixed together. It's too dark. I really can't..."

"If you want to eat pizza, I suggest you don't put any fruit in it, Penello." Veronica sighed, pointed at the pizza and said, "Don't persecute the poor pizza anymore. If you really can't, I can bake one for you. Please trust the craftsmanship of Italians. After all, we are the country that invented pizza..."

"Okay." Penelope smiled like a little fox who stole a chicken.

"Oh my God, Fruit Pizza, as my good sister, please don't go astray again in the future, Penelo..." Veronica begged with a sad look.

In fact, Louis also wanted to order a durian pizza, but in order to show respect to Veronica, an Italian, he thought about it and gave up.

"Didn't you say you wanted to have durian pizza for dinner? Why did you change it to hamburgers?" Catherine asked in a puzzled voice.

"It's just respect. If anyone dares to eat a bun stuffed with durian in front of me, I will beat his brain into a durian." Louis put himself in the situation as he spoke, and by the end he was gritting his teeth.

(End of this chapter)