I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 22 The Scumbag's Self-cultivation

A look of leisurely and fascinated longing appeared on Hermione's little face, and then she reacted.

"Come on, Louis, you think too highly of me..." Hermione really couldn't imagine that she would ever defeat that big devil. Harry and Ron beside her were nodding their heads.

"Everyone has their day." Louis blinked, "Maybe one day you will be able to defeat her."

Encouraged, Hermione cheered up and skipped her nap after lunch. She enthusiastically pulled Louis and the other two to practice spells together.

Hermione Granger (with a golden dragon symbol on the left)
Talents: Charms (10), Potions (10), Transfiguration (10), Dark Arts (10), Defense Against the Dark Arts (10), Flying (1), Herbology (10), Divination (2).

She is indeed a genius. Louis looked at Hermione's panel and couldn't help but admire her.

Although he doesn't have Harry's extraordinary talent, he is still a genius among millions.

When Harry, Ron and Malfoy cast evil spells, the armor proficiency they provided him was only one, but after Hermione practiced for a while, it increased from 1 to 5.

It's really a surprise.

Before going back, Louis made a special trip to the Hogwarts kitchen. After politely asking if he could deliver the tea to the eighth floor, several excited house elves agreed to take on the job.

Louis couldn't refuse their kindness, so he assigned them tasks such as making tea, scones, and cookies. After bowing gracefully and thanking them, he left the Hogwarts kitchen under the excited gaze of the house elves.

"Master Louis is really...really..." A house-elf named Asro wiped his tears while looking at Louis' back: "He actually thanked us...these elves..."

The rest of the elves nodded, and following Asro's order, they began to get busy.

When he returned to the Slytherin common room, the senior was still sitting there waiting for him, but tonight her pretty face was frosty and she was too lazy to say a word. When she saw Louis enter the common room, she stood up and walked out.

Louis hurriedly followed.

"Why, instead of going to see your gentle and kind Miss Beaver, you come here to get scolded?" The senior student asked in a cold voice in the Request-Granting Room.

The case is solved. The senior sister's weirdness is definitely learned from Lin Daiyu.

"Why do you think I would go find Hermione?" Louis raised his eyebrows.

"Who doesn't love a gentle girl, let alone a female beaver with fluffy hair." Catherine's tone was as sharp as ever.

"For example, me." Louis sat on the chair and found a comfortable position. He tapped the table lightly, and the house-elves filled the table with tea and snacks for him almost instantly.

After mumbling a thank you to the elves, he looked up and asked, "I wonder what you like to drink, Senior Sister? Is black tea all you need?"

Catherine thought about it and finally sat on the other side of the tea table with her neck raised.

This is the benefit of the Room of Requirement, you can get whatever you want - as long as it exists in this world.

"Actually, I don't like gentle girls." Louis sipped his tea and elegantly and gently said the philosophy of life that the great teacher taught him: "A gentle girl is actually gentle to everyone, but I would mistakenly think that she is only gentle to me, and then I would be complacent and forget myself, and finally we would part ways unhappily - this is why I don't like gentle girls."

Catherine curled her lips, obviously not buying it.

But her hand, which was originally grasping the hem of her skirt, quietly loosened, inadvertently exposing her inner thoughts.

"The school has rules that prohibit the use of evil spells on classmates on campus - especially in the Great Hall. You wanted to hang Miss Granger with the Hanging Bell Curse in front of so many teachers. Of course I have to stop this behavior."

Louis, who was morally empty, continued to explain without blushing or beating his heart: "Of course, I won't say to you, 'She's my friend, please don't do this.' I personally don't mind you hanging her up, but the premise is that you don't let the teacher see it, otherwise you will lose points in the school. I know that you don't care about what your classmates think of you, but..."

Louis said this, looking into Catherine's eyes with sincerity: "You are my best friend in Hogwarts, and I don't want the teachers to be prejudiced against you."

For a tsundere like my senior sister, she is 100% like a donkey that follows the direction of the hair. She only needs to stroke the hair in the direction of the hair...

The eternal black ice in the senior sister's eyes also showed signs of melting. She sipped the black tea, trying to cover her slightly feverish cheeks with the rising mist.

Friends?...

"So corny." Catherine said this and walked back to her cabin without looking back.

Louis breathed a sigh of relief, this hurdle was finally passed.

To be fair, the palm and the back of the hand are both made of flesh, but the flesh on the palm is obviously thicker. After all, Louis still wanted to get some benefits from the senior, and he didn't want to provoke this arrogant girl, because not only would he not get any benefits, but he would also lose the living map.

Just as he was in a daze, Catherine walked out of the cabin and handed him an old notebook.

"This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince..." Louis frowned: "Who is so immature..."

Oh, he remembered, this was the notebook that Harry found by accident in the sixth film... It was Snape, so it was okay.

"I also came across this notebook by accident. I have memorized its contents by heart. Now, it belongs to you." The senior student said in a bright and cheerful tone.

"Thank you." Louis took the notebook and thanked her sincerely.

This helped him a lot.

He opened his notebook, wanting to see where the Divine Sword Shadowless Spell was hidden. He searched for a long time before finally finding it.

I have to say that Snape was really a middle school student. There was a small note on the page of spells, which read "a ruthless, cold, and extremely powerful spell, suitable for use on Potter's disgusting face."

It seems... he still didn't forget to step on James.

Louis was not interested in who bullied whom during their school years, nor was he interested in arguing with others. Rowling had already defined it anyway...

But in the eyes of that group of people, Rowling is just a book writer. What the hell does she know about Harry Potter?
On the Internet, when you argue with others about right and wrong, you have already lost.

He threw the small piece of paper away, drew out his wand, pointed it at the training dummy and chanted: "Sectumsempra!"

There were no cool special effects or impressive lights and shadows. The dummy was instantly cut into pieces.

*Congratulations on learning the spell: Shadowless
Due to your talent for dark magic, the spell is upgraded to level 8
God of Sword: Current level 8 (0/50000)

Mana Required: 6
Casting distance: 60 yards

Casting time: 0.2 seconds

Skill Description: Use the sword energy condensed by magic power to cut the target, causing irreversible damage except for the caster.

Achievement: Mastery (30)

*Practice a spell to level 5 or above (achieved).

*Practice a spell to level 6 or above (achieved).

*Practice a spell to level 7 or above (achieved).

*Practice a spell to level 8 or above (achieved).

Achievement Reward: Trapped Spell (Level 1)

Trapped Spell: Current Level 1 (5/1000)

Mana Required: 200
Casting distance: 1 yards

Casting time: 10 seconds

Skill Introduction: Permanently weaken the target's skill level. Every 2 seconds of casting time, the skill level can be reduced by 1. It can only be broken by the caster using the curse-breaking skill, and can only be used on extremely weak targets.

Louis was speechless... What kind of useless skill is this?
(End of this chapter)