I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Louis was already accustomed to Catherine's preference.

Louis had no doubt at all about whether he could win the Triwizard Tournament. Harry's level in the original book was enough to win the championship. Although there were off-field factors, it also indirectly proved the level of the contestants.

Not very good indeed.

Even Viktor Krum is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Being good at Quidditch doesn’t mean you’re good at other things, just like Louis’ cousin Elizabeth, who is good at nothing but Quidditch.

It may also be because the child loves to play, Louis has been thinking about whether to increase the intensity of his cousin and give her a little shock of the Seris King of Curls.

The next morning, Louis welcomed an unexpected guest.

It was Ron. He was sitting on the sofa in the main hall with a troubled look on his face, holding the hot drink that Sakuya had prepared for him.

Louis came out of the bedroom after changing his clothes and greeted Ron.

Ron put down his cup and hesitated to speak.

Louis saw his dilemma, walked over and asked with a smile: "Is it because of Harry's matter?"

"Yeah." Ron nodded heavily, and then asked hesitantly, "Louis, you said - Harry really didn't lie to me?"

"Why would he lie to his best friend?" Louis asked.

Ron was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he said, "I don't know what happened, but ever since Harry was announced as a contestant in the Triwizard Tournament yesterday, I've been inexplicably angry - I know it's not jealousy, but how should I put it, it's just... well, a feeling of being betrayed by a good friend."

"I understand." Louis nodded. Ron didn't look jealous anymore. "I know what you're thinking. You just feel that Harry didn't tell you in advance and secretly signed up for this, right?"

"Yes!" Ron nodded hurriedly, "That's right, I think he's not a good brother."

"He didn't lie, Ron." Louis' face became serious, causing Ron to sit up straight.

"What's wrong? You look scary, Louis..." Ron swallowed.

"Can Harry trust you?" Louis did not answer, but threw out a question, "Can you treat Harry like Sirius treats James?"

"Of course!" Ron puffed out his chest, "Harry is my best friend! I would rather die than betray him!"

"Listen, what I'm going to say to you next, no one is allowed to tell it, not even Harry and Hermione." Louis waved his hand, motioning Ron to come closer.

Ron came up obediently, and Louis whispered, "Can't you see? The whole thing is a conspiracy against Harry... Think about it, your Scabbers, also known as Wormtail, escaped from Azkaban. As a loyal servant of Voldemort, he will definitely spare no effort to make trouble for Harry. Do you think there is any way to get rid of Harry legally without exposing yourself?"

Hearing this, Ron subconsciously said, "The Triwizard Tournament..."

"Right." Louis snapped his fingers. "Secretly throw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire, so that his friends will be suspicious of him... and you can also do something appropriate during the competition and kill him without anyone noticing..."

Ron gasped. He had a strong imagination and he already had a picture of Harry being killed by the melon. So he asked in fear, "Then...what should we do? Louis...help Harry, help Harry..."

"Don't worry, I didn't say I'd ignore him." Louis patted Ron's shoulder with a smile to calm him down, and signaled Sakuya to refill his cup of hot drink. "What you have to do is to protect Harry and try not to hold him back. It's fine as long as the misunderstanding is explained. Harry is not the kind of petty person."

"I understand Louis!" Ron's eyes became firm. "Since Harry is being targeted, I must protect him. Anyone who wants to hurt Harry must get past me first!"

"That's right." Louis patted his shoulder. "Well, it's getting late. Let's go to the auditorium together."

When they arrived at the door of the Great Hall, they saw Harry and Hermione walking together. When he saw Ron, Harry frowned obviously, but didn't show anything.

"Harry." Ron walked up quickly and hugged his good brother. Harry, who had been instigated, was a little at a loss. Didn't Ron want to break up with him out of jealousy? Why... um, so enthusiastic?
"Oh, I'm sorry, Harry, I misunderstood you." Ron hugged his good brother tightly, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have suspected that you were hiding something from me..."

"Hey, it's no big deal." Harry came back to his senses and patted Ron on the back. "You know, when you misunderstood me, I really wanted to kick your ass."

"If you want." Ron raised his eyebrows and grinned, turning around and sticking his butt out.

"Go to hell." Harry kicked him and showed a heartless grin again. Since his good brother still supported him, he was fearless.

To be honest, Harry knew that the so-called jealousy theory was completely untenable. If Ron was jealous of his fame, he would not have been friends with him in the first grade. He was angry only because he felt that Harry was not a good brother. He did such a big thing secretly without telling him, and the competition was so dangerous. What if something went wrong?
At this time, Sirius walked in from outside and nodded calmly after seeing Harry. Harry looked at his godfather in a daze, wondering why he was so worried yesterday, but suddenly he was so open-minded today?
Last night, Harry had a heart-to-heart talk with his godfather Sirius until late at night. If Dumbledore hadn't called Sirius away, he would have probably continued talking.

Maybe the godfather's transformation was due to Dumbledore? Maybe...

"Don't worry, Harry." Sirius said loudly, "We will always support you behind you. After all, this is a competition that only takes place once every five years!"

"Thank you, Sirius!" Harry no longer wondered why his godfather had changed his mind, because as soon as he finished speaking, he was surrounded by his classmates and came to the Great Hall. It was obvious that the Gryffindor classmates were very nice to Harry, and they were completely in a state of admiration. In contrast, the Hufflepuff classmates were different. They glared at Harry, as if Harry had taken away something most precious from them.

That's true. Hufflepuff House rarely received any glory. Cedric Diggory was one of their few sources of glory. Now Harry took away a part of their glory. How could they not be angry?

Catherine? Forget about Catherine. They didn't dare to vent their anger on Slytherin. After all, they all entered the competition through formal means. But Harry was not. To those who didn't know the truth, Harry used unorthodox means to be selected, which made them even more unbalanced.

The Hufflepuff students actually had the best relationship with Gryffindor among the other three houses, but today things completely changed. Justin, who used to get along well with Harry, was now very cold to him and his attitude was extremely perfunctory. He even laughed at Harry when the pie was thrown in his face by Harry without him noticing.

The Gryffindor students couldn't stand the Hufflepuff's attitude and wanted to stand up for Harry, so the two houses started quarreling with each other. If Professor McGonagall hadn't arrived in time, the fight might have turned into a fight.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Harry always felt that there was negative emotion in Professor Sprout's eyes when he looked at him.

After the professors left, although Gryffindor and Hufflepuff still disliked each other, they basically could no longer fight.

Harry sat in his seat with a depressed look on his face while eating breakfast. He tried to ignore the Hufflepuff classmates' sarcastic voices that were deliberately raised, but he couldn't do it at all. Just when he was about to get up and leave, he heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, Pott."

Harry looked back and saw Draco with a strange smile on his face.

"Look, guys, this is the champion from Gryffindor." Draco said sarcastically, "Do you have his autographed book? If not, I hope you can quickly get a book for him to sign. Think about it, tsk tsk... the youngest Triwizard Tournament participant in history, how about we make a bet on how long you can last in the competition?"

Draco's sarcasm was echoed by his Hufflepuff classmates. The Hufflepuff classmates who originally disliked him now felt that he had never been so pleasing to the eye.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The Hufflepuff students have deeply experienced this truth.

"Oh shut up Malfoy." Hermione immediately retorted, "I think you are just saying this out of jealousy of Harry!"

Draco turned around as if he had heard a funny joke, and joined his classmates in making a "Yohoo" sound: "Why, Weasley's girlfriend is defending Pott so much, I can't tell you why..."

"But you definitely still have evil intentions towards Harry." Ron spoke quickly and released an AOE, attacking his good brother as well.

Harry looked at Ron strangely, wondering what happened to his good brother today.

Draco had long been immune to this kind of forced matchmaking. He chuckled twice, took out a bunch of badges from his pocket and distributed them to the Hufflepuff classmates, introducing them, "Welcome to join Pott's fan club - look at this badge, I hope you can wear it every day, look at the workmanship, it's simply impeccable, and what satisfies me most is the words on it - Pott stinks, ahaha..."

The Hufflepuff classmates took the badges, took a look at them and put them on their chests without hesitation, especially Justin, who had the best relationship with Harry before. As if he wanted to cut ties with Harry, he actually pinned four "Potter Stinker" badges on his chest.

"Hagrid's blasting-tailed skrewt ate you and you've been pulling out a badge for a month." Louis shook his head and commented on Justin. He took a badge from Draco's hand, walked over and pinned it on Harry's chest.

Harry watched stupidly as Louis pinned the badge on his chest. Originally, Draco's actions and words made him very angry, but now he seemed to feel a little less angry?
"As long as you are strong enough inside, other people's sarcasm will not hurt you. Instead, your calmness will become the best weapon for counterattack." Louis whispered to Harry and pointed at Harry's badge. "This Potter Stinky Shit badge is good. I suggest that Gryffindor students wear it too."

"Indeed." Harry grinned, he thought Louis's suggestion was really good, so he took a bunch of badges from Draco and distributed them to the Gryffindor classmates.

The Gryffindor students followed suit and pinned the badges on their chests, and some even enthusiastically discussed where it would be most appropriate to pin it.

For some reason, the Hufflepuff students suddenly felt a little dull.

Originally, they put on the badges hoping to see Harry's defense break down, but instead of breaking down, Harry cheerfully admitted, "I am stinking shit," which made them feel as if they had punched cotton.

This is the classic tactic - I am a barbarian.

I admit whatever you say. Yes, yes, yes, yes. I just have to be thick-skinned.

"Look, let me teach you another lesson." Louis crossed his legs, leaned against Catherine's arms, and said with a smile: "The weapon of criticism cannot replace the criticism of weapons. No matter how much you say, you can't cause any harm to Harry. If you want to hurt him, you can only use the criticism of weapons. I want to know if you have learned the front teeth as a club or the tarantella dance in vain? Weren't you happy to use them in the first grade?"

As soon as Louis finished speaking, the Hufflepuff classmates' eyes instantly became malicious.

"I suggest you don't cause trouble in the Great Hall." Louis warned at the right time, "But outside this Great Hall, no one will care about you no matter how much trouble you make, so it's time to give this stinky shit Potter a little Hufflepuff shock!"

As the Hufflepuff classmates began to move, Cedric's voice came over.

"Okay, classmates, don't gather here and have a meaningless quarrel." Cedric came over with a warm expression, "Harry is also a warrior of our Hogwarts. In this Triwizard Tournament where we compete with other schools, we must value peace and not fight among ourselves."

Cedric is undoubtedly the opinion leader of Hufflepuff. His prestige in the academy is already very high, so what he says is still very useful.

After all, even if he had not been selected for the Triwizard Tournament, Cedric, as an excellent Quidditch Seeker, was still the favorite senior among the little badgers in Hufflepuff.