I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 205: Epoch-making——

Louis did not refuse the title of little fox.

He was thick-skinned enough to take it as a compliment from Grindelwald.

In fact, Grindelwald did not mean anything derogatory. To be honest, he even admired Louis very much.

"You are different from Dumbledore, Louis." Grindelwald began to insult Dumbledore behind his back: "There is always an invisible hand in his heart, but you, my little friend, don't seem to have a lot of psychological baggage."

"Or rather, I have no psychological burden." Louis raised his glass and made a toast.

The two smiled at each other, and Louis turned around and called, “Chris?”

Christasa quickly walked over, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong, Master?"

"Go get Sirius Black," Louis said.

"Yes."

Grindelwald crossed his legs. He now looked like a middle-aged man and did not look at all like the miserable man trapped in Nurmengard.

"You have trained this maid well, but she is not a human, right?"

"You have a good eye." Louis praised sincerely.

"A lot of people say that." Grindelwald leaned back in his chair. Although his sitting posture was not very elegant, it made people feel very elegant. "There are also a lot of people who hate me to the point of madness. Of course, I don't care."

"An eagle spreads its wings and flies high, so why would it care what the ants on the ground say about him?" Louis said with a smile.

This made Grindelwald laugh so hard that he fell backwards, and he kept saying that Louis was a good boy and spoke nicely, and he loved being here.

After a while, Sirius pushed open the door and walked in. His cheerful voice rang out as the door opened: "Hey, my dear Louis... um? Do you have a guest?"

He saw Grindelwald sitting on a chair with his legs crossed.

For a moment, Sirius felt that he seemed a little redundant. The middle-aged man in front of him was as elegant and unrestrained as himself, but he had to admit that in terms of charm, this was the first time he had met an opponent.

"Let me introduce you. This is Sirius Black," Louis said to Grindelwald. "He has been in the wizard prison Azkaban for more than ten years."

Then he turned to Sirius and said, "This is Gellert Grindelwald. His life experience is similar to yours, but he has been in a prison called Nurmengard for almost fifty years...if you have heard of it."

Sirius smiled and held out his hand to Grindelwald.

The moment he shook Grindelwald's hand, his expression changed.

"Wait, what did you say?"

"What?" Louis didn't understand what he meant.

"This is...is this Grindelwald? The one that Dumbledore once... knew?" Relying on his high emotional intelligence and excellent reaction speed, Sirius swallowed the word "defeat" into his stomach.

After all, it's a bit impolite to say in front of others that you have been defeated by someone.

Grindelwald didn't care too much. He smiled with a look of toothache on his face: "Azkaban? I've heard of that place. I heard that there are many Dementors working there as part-time guards. I heard that the Dementor's kiss is not very pleasant?"

"It's really not easy." Sirius shrugged: "God, that's the time I least want to look back on. If I hadn't held on to my last breath and wanted to do something for James, I might not have survived."

"Would you mind telling me about your past?" Grindelwald asked curiously.

Sirius was naturally happy to tell stories from the past, especially to this legend who was as famous as Dumbledore.

He has a good eloquence. It would be a waste if he didn't tell stories or do a live broadcast on Tik Tok to sell goods. The stories he tells make people feel involved, as if they were there.

"That's it. We finally caught the traitor." Sirius shrugged.

"It's great that Potter has such a loyal friend like you." Grindelwald sighed, "If... never mind, let's not talk about it."

It can be seen that he wanted to talk about Dumbledore, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that he did owe him. After all, Ariana's death had a lot to do with him.

"As for Mr. Grindelwald's story, it's here." Louis took out another record and called back, "Chris?"

Christasza hurried over, took the record and put it into the phonograph.

"What is this?" Sirius asked with interest.

"You'll know when you listen." Louis smiled mysteriously without saying anything.

After the three-string prelude, soft and gentle voices sounded, and Sirius suddenly became alert: "Is this Emma's voice?"

Hey, damn, NEET remembers it pretty clearly.

Louis nodded, and Sirius sat there scratching his head, hating himself for not learning Seris well at that time.

Grindelwald understood, and after listening for a while, he cast a silencing spell on the phonograph with a gloomy face.

"You are just like your mother. You like to persecute me and Dumbledore, right?" Grindelwald squinted his eyes with an unfriendly expression.

"Oh, that's not the case." Louis spread his hands: "Compared to others, I like to persecute Professor Snape more."

Sirius slammed the table, startling Christasza who was dozing off nearby.

"You are worthy of being a good friend of the Potter family. I also like this kind of thing."

What he said was indeed true. He was a good friend of James Potter and liked to persecute Snape; Louis was a good friend of Harry Potter and also liked to persecute Snape.

So liking to persecute Snape is a necessary and sufficient condition for being a good friend of the Potter family, right?

Then your family is really good. After chatting for a while, Sirius finally got to the point.

"So, you called me here not just to let me meet Senior Grindelwald, I think you must have something serious to say, so don't hide it."

Louis coughed twice and said, "It's not a big deal. I saw Harry and Ron playing wizard chess a while ago, so I thought about whether I could expand new tracks, find new blue oceans, and develop a better game... But I have been suffering from the lack of a Transfiguration Master to help me complete this task. You two know that Dumbledore is very busy, and Professor McGonagall can't help me do this, so I thought of you and Gellert..."

Of course, the "a while ago" he referred to was Christmas of the first year of school.

He had forgotten this idea for almost two years, but he only remembered it today. It can be said that he has an excellent memory.

Sirius became interested. He was a playful person and was always keen on all kinds of fun and new things during his school years. The Marauder's Map of that year was developed under his initiative.

As for Grindelwald... Grindelwald was not very interested in this kind of thing, but since Louis made a request, it was difficult for him to refuse. After all, he owed this guy a big favor.

"Tell me, what kind of game is it?" Sirius asked impatiently.

Louis simply summarized his ideas, combined with the later popular Hearthstone and the silly... Shadowverse, and carefully explained them to the two of them.

Now even Grindelwald is interested. This little game sounds quite interesting.

"Your requirements are quite high, as you have created so many things on a special chessboard." Grindelwald laughed, flicked his finger and conjured up a small card. He turned his hand over and flicked his index finger lightly. A light blue virtual figure appeared on the card. The blue figure raised his right hand high, and the tip of the wand in his hand flashed red. Then, a red light spell was shot out, hitting the book on Louis' desk.

Of course, nothing happened.

"This is the card effect that removes your weapon." Grindelwald flicked his finger to disperse the little man and the card, and after a moment's silence, he said, "The difficulty should be how to fix this illusion in this card and make it have the actual effect that Louis said..."

Louis spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know either.

This is a professional matter and should of course be left to professionals.

Since potions were needed to develop the game, Sirius volunteered that he had a channel to "get" some potions.

There is no doubt that he went to Snape's office to steal.

Then, Louis saw Snape, who was always arrogant in the Potions class, taking his anger out on the Gryffindor classmates.

The reason for being so angry was not because of anything else, but because he had not caught the real culprit who stole his things. He originally suspected that it was done by Harry and his two companions, but after Dumbledore's guarantee, the three of them happened to be in the headmaster's office talking to him when the theft happened, so they had a perfect alibi.

This made Snape very angry. The feeling of not being able to catch the real culprit was extremely maddening. Moreover, that guy swept away all his high-end inventory like a whirlwind. Even the rogues would shout out "Wow!" when they saw it.

That was why he was now furious, causing the non-Slytherin students to shrink back like frightened rabbits.

Neville, in particular, didn't dare to breathe heavily in front of Snape, for fear that Snape would catch him and give him a scolding.

But it was impossible not to be caught by Snape. Snape took the opportunity when Neville crushed the snail shell into pieces instead of powder, and spit venom at him for ten minutes, and deducted twenty points from Gryffindor.

The method might not be right, but the result was right. It might be wrong to vent my anger on Neville, but it was definitely not wrong to deduct points from Gryffindor.

After all, Sirius was once a student of Gryffindor, so in this case, Snape guessed right.

Days passed, and soon it was Christmas. The development of the game had made great progress, and first of all, we have to thank Professor Snape for his selfless dedication - even if he did not do it voluntarily, we should thank him for his efforts.

When you drink water, remember the person who dug the well.

Sirius had obviously taken the wrong path, and the high-end potion he stole was completely useless. After several trials and errors, Grindelwald found a cheap potion, and with the participation of the red dragon Christrasza and the help of Chromie, fresh materials emerged in an endless stream in Azeroth, so the cost was not high.

After about a week of development, Dumbledore accidentally discovered their actions. Out of curiosity, he also got involved and joined the development team. A few days later, he brought Professor McGonagall over.

Professor McGonagall looks like a rather old-fashioned person, but don't forget that she is actually a Gryffindor, an Animagus and a cat. How could she not be interested in such new and interesting things?

Do you know how attractive this new thing is to a cat? (Angry)
After everyone's intensive research, they finally made several prototypes. Louis took one, and the remaining participating members each took one. After dinner, they would always take out each other's chessboards and put them together to play cards.

The trial product that Louis has in his hand now costs only twelve gold galleons, not including labor costs.

If you include the labor costs, it would be an astronomical figure. First of all, the development team includes the greatest white wizard and the greatest black wizard in the world, a Gryffindor dean, a red dragon, and a senior prisoner in Azkaban...

It would be difficult to do without the mountains of Galleons.jpg.

It was snowing heavily outside. Since it was the holiday, some students had returned home, so there were not many people in the auditorium.

Louis and Sirius came to the hall together. Harry, who was sitting in the hall reading a book, looked up and saw his long-lost godfather.

"Sirius, what have you been doing lately? Why are you so secretive?" Harry asked curiously. His godfather has been missing for a long time and he has no idea what he is doing.

Could it be that... he wanted to find a godmother for himself? Harry looked at his godfather, who was still charming and charming in his middle age, and thought that it was not impossible.

At least the Godfather... looks pretty handsome now.

"I'm developing a new game with Louis and Dumbledore." Sirius laughed, "I assure you, it's absolutely fun and a groundbreaking masterpiece!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Gryffindor classmates gathered around them, including the playful Ron and the Gryffindor twins who were eager to create chaos.

"You're just bragging, Sirius." George was a master of provocation. He looked unconvinced and folded his arms, clicking his tongue. "We won't believe it unless you can show us the finished product."

Wow, the movement of the abacus beads can be heard clearly by people in Austria.

Sirius laughed and said nothing more. He separated the crowd and sat on the bench on the Gryffindor side with Louis. The two sat opposite each other, each took out half a chessboard and placed them on the table together.

"It's a test version." Sirius said modestly, "If the special effects aren't good enough...please be gentle with them."

"If you lie to us, we will definitely not show any mercy." This time it was Fred who spoke. As one of the twins, his ability to fan the flames is no less than George's.

(End of this chapter)