I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Fifty thousand gold galleons is a considerable sum, even for a professional golfer like Viktor Krum.

On the one hand, no one would complain about having too much money. On the other hand, it is a huge sum of money not only for students but also for professors.

"I want to participate in this competition!" Ron said viciously, even though his family was not short of money at the moment.

Thanks to Louis, the family is getting better and better off day by day. Now, not only does he not have to ask his family for money, but he can also give a lot of subsidies to the family during the holidays. But Ron also wants to make some big money. After all, only when he has money can he accomplish more things he wants to do.

Hermione looked at Ron worriedly and reached out to tug at his sleeve: "But, you heard what Dumbledore just said, you will die..."

"No matter how dangerous it is, it can't be as dangerous as going to Aragog's lair?" Ron said nonchalantly. What storms and waves has he not experienced? Aragog in the Forbidden Forest is much higher than them...

He once rushed into the spider's nest and rescued assistant teacher Tifa Lockhart, and he was also a hard-core ruthless person in Hogwarts. But he forgot that if Hermione hadn't rescued him in time, he would have been half spider silk and the other half fertilizer for the forest.

"To be honest, I want to join too." Fred said excitedly. He mainly wanted to become a warrior of Hogwarts, and then marry the beautiful and wealthy girl from Beauxbatons and reach the peak of his life.

It should be said that there are many people who think like him, and many people are already eager to try.

But reality slapped him in the face mercilessly.

"I know you are all eager to participate in the Triwizard Tournament and win honor for Hogwarts, but I think you are too happy too early." As expected, Dumbledore was about to start creating surprises. "However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed to set an age limit for this year's competitors. Only those who are seventeen years old or older are allowed to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament."

"I think this measure is very necessary. Although the Ministry of Magic has taken many protective measures, this activity is still very dangerous. Students below the sixth and seventh grades simply cannot handle it. I will personally ensure that no underage student deceives our fair referees and becomes a Hogwarts warrior."

At this point, he glanced at the Weasley twins meaningfully and said, "Therefore, if you are under the age of seventeen, I suggest you give up this idea as soon as possible."

The twins pouted, clearly disobeying Dumbledore's advice - in fact, it would be strange if they could obey the discipline.

The clever Geminis will never submit to outdated school rules and regulations!

"For students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, you can freely choose dormitories from the four colleges during your stay at Hogwarts. You can also choose seats from any college to eat together during mealtimes." Dumbledore paused and said, "The curriculum is the same as that of the sixth graders. The prefects will distribute the curriculum to you later."

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. Now, as per convention, should we sing the school song together?" Dumbledore said with a smile, "I always look forward to this stage of the welcome party. After all, there is nothing more charming than music."

At this point, Dumbledore raised his hand and waved to everyone: "Ready—go!"

As Dumbledore finished speaking, the hall suddenly rang with the sound of a marching drum and the crisp sound of a piccolo. Dumbledore followed the sound and saw Tom and Jerry playing and beating the drums.

"Why does this song sound so familiar...?" Vitaly suddenly felt a chill on her back. She felt as if she had heard it somewhere before.

It was an indescribably strange feeling, as if the name of the song was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't say it.

She looked at Louis inquiringly, only to find that Louis was looking at her and smiling.

"Do you really want to raise your hands?" Louis asked her with a smile.

Vitaly's face darkened, and she seemed to have an idea which song it was - but she needed to listen to it again to confirm it.

Like Vitalie, the female classmates at Beauxbatons looked at each other. The pure-blood wizards were fine, but the Muggle-born wizards had already started to look down for things.

I guess he's looking for a piece of white cloth?

The drum beats were as rapid as raindrops, the piccolo sounded more melodiously, and then the sounds of clarinet and trombone rang out. Accompanied by the beats of cymbals and bass drums, students from the four colleges also sang the Hogwarts school song.

Brother, why does your school song have such a strong German flavor?

Vitaly also figured out what was going on. She looked at Louis with a dark face. Isn't this the famous song "The Glory of Prussia"?

Louis took out the wand from his pocket, poked her chin, and mouthed: "Raise your hands!"

Vitaly rolled her eyes at him helplessly and raised her hands high as if in surrender.

"You're so good. You're worthy of being my little secretary." Louis tapped her face with his magic wand.

Elizabeth, who was lip syncing at the side, pouted and looked at her scumbag cousin with disgust.

Louis certainly noticed his cousin's little move, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he mouthed to Elizabeth, "Tone-deaf."

Elizabeth was furious, but she had no idea how to deal with this old scumbag. She looked at Louis with gritted teeth, wondering if she should cast a spell on him. What spell should she use... Well, Cruciatus?
It must be said that the Louis family are all ruthless people. Elizabeth is already familiar with the Unforgivable Curses at such a young age. In time, she will definitely be a person who will go to prison.

Whenever Voldemort saw him, he would treat him as a close friend and would wish to have a long conversation with him.

The students from Beauxbatons felt the enthusiasm of Hogwarts and all pulled their little faces down, while the students from Durmstrang were a little confused when they saw that the students from Beauxbatons were not too happy. It was only after a classmate who knew more about Muggle affairs explained it to them that they understood what the joke was. So they sat there hiccuping and gloating at the black-faced Beauxbatons.

In fact, Durmstrang is not a boys' school, and Beauxbatons is not a girls' school either, but this time all the students at Beauxbatons are girls, while Durmstrang is different, with almost half of the students being girls. And Durmstrang has a notorious rule, which is that it does not accept Muggle-born wizards.

Of course, this is actually nothing, after all, Headmaster Karkaroff was once a... well, Death Eater.

Many years ago, Durmstrang had a slightly famous alumnus named Gellert Grindelwald.

Well, Grindelwald is now sitting in the guest of honor seat, eating cream cake boredly. He doesn't care about the school song or the Triwizard Tournament. The only thing in his eyes is the cream cake.

When the last drumbeat ended, Dumbledore wiped the tears from his eyes and said with emotion: "Music... To be honest, I never thought that our school song chorus would become more and more wonderful every year. Well, now, I ask everyone to return to their respective dormitories under the leadership of the class leaders." The students of Durmstrang unanimously chose Slytherin House. After all, a house that claims to be pure-blooded will definitely get along well with their school that claims to be pure-blooded.

After all, they are all places where famous figures have come from, right? For example, Grindelwald and Voldemort, both of whom are famous dark wizards.

Beauxbatons was more complicated, with choices from all four colleges, and the prettiest girl actually chose Slytherin, which Louis had not expected.

But all this has nothing to do with him, since he doesn't live in the dormitory anyway.

As he walked towards the office, Draco stopped him in his tracks. "Louis," he asked hastily, "Aren't you going back to the Slytherin common room to talk to the freshmen?"

"Okay, Draco, I'll leave this matter to you." Louis patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"Ah? Me?" Draco was stunned. After a long while, he said hesitantly, "Me, can I do it?"

"You can do it. I believe you can do it beautifully." Louis said kindly.

Draco hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind and nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely complete the task successfully!"

"I trust you to do the job." After Louis gave Draco full affirmation, he led his people out of the auditorium.

In the office, Sakuya had already prepared everything he needed for him. When Louis pushed the door open, she couldn't help but sigh that the head maid was the head maid, and she was much better than Christasza.

Christasa purred but didn't dare to say anything in reply.

Forget it. It’s been a long time since the master got bored with the old and loved the new. Apart from Catherine, he has never cared about any old people or things.

Louis was also liberated. After his mother came to Hogwarts, he no longer needed to teach his classmates the Defense Against the Dark Arts class - he just needed to be a little assistant in the back. For him, being able to be lazy was the best thing.

"I was wondering why you wanted me to teach at Hogwarts so much. So this is what you were thinking!" Emma stretched out her jade hand and grabbed Louis' ear, acting like a strict mother: "You kid, a child of your age shouldn't be lazy!"

Lewis rolled his eyes and used his ultimate weapon: "You have to let me rest for a while. What if I give you a grandson someday, will you be unhappy?"

But this method that always works for the legendary Seris-style parents didn't work at all on Emma. She became even more ruthless and almost twisted Louis' ear off: "What grandson? I'm only 22 years old this year, how can I be a grandmother!"

It was a mistake. He forgot that his mother was also a time traveler. She was not in her thirties like Solanlian, but was twenty-two years old, in her prime.

"Besides, you are still a student, and Xiaoyueliang is still a student too. Who are you going to have the child with?" Emma's tone was very unfriendly, and she was almost saying that premature love is a bad thing.

"Of course it's with Zi Yan..." Louis glanced at Ye Zi Yan secretly, only to find that the latter's face turned red because of what he had just said.

Emma snorted, looked at Ye Ziyan, then looked at Louis, and said in a yin-yang tone: "Oh, you still forgot about this matter. My best sister actually lowered her status silently. I treat you as a sister, and you actually want me to be your mother-in-law?"

She is indeed Snape's most respected senior. Perhaps he learned his sarcastic tone from Emma.

At this moment, Ye Ziyan really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She stomped her feet and ran back to the bedroom.

"Starting tomorrow, your lazy plan will succeed." Emma sat on the chair, crossed her legs and looked at Louis, snorting softly: "Who made me a mother? But this credit system is good, it can be gradually introduced to other grades, but... first make sure they are worthy of being introduced to this rule."

Louis looked at his mother in surprise. Didn’t they say she looked like a six-year-old child? How come she had such an IQ?

Could it be that this person's feet are off the ground, the virus can't get up, and his clever IQ will take over the high ground?

"Don't look at me like that, you little bastard." Emma squinted at her older son: "Do you think I'm a..." She bent her fingers and tapped her temple, making an internationally recognized 'retarded' gesture.

"How could that be possible, Mom?" Louis knew that he was a wise man who acted in a timely manner. He quickly admitted his mistake and said with a smile, "I am your own son, how could I possibly think that?"

"That's not guaranteed." Emma snorted twice: "There's nothing that a little kid like you wouldn't dare to think of. I just have some childish hobbies. I'm immature in some aspects because of my lack of soul, but that doesn't mean I'm a retard."

Louis looked at his mother and blurted out, "It's hard to say..."

Hey, did you learn this from Old Fourteen?
What Louis Mountbatten is.

Emma's right hand trembled a few times, but she finally suppressed the desire to cast a spell. She took a deep breath and glared at Louis: "Forget it, I only have you as a son..."

What this means is that it is the harmonious society that saved you.

"So what are you going to talk about in class tomorrow?" Louis asked curiously, "If I remember correctly, you are supposed to teach Xiaoyue and the others tomorrow?"

"Yes." Emma nodded slightly: "Your class representative is well set up. I will also set up a college class representative in each college every academic year. It can also help me relieve some pressure."

"I think you're just trying to be lazy." Louis was madly courting death.

Emma glanced at him and said viciously, "No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak, little bastard."

Louis quickly shut up. He had a beautiful family and two beautiful girlfriends. He didn't want to die young.

Of course, the biggest reason why he kept silent was because Catherine held his shoulder.

Xiu'er, please sit down.