I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 272 Harry: Louis, who will you choose as your dance partner?
"I think you need to go on strike!" Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor, said angrily to Harry in the hospital wing. "They never stop for a single day. They stuff all kinds of messes into the school. Two years ago it was the basilisk, last year it was the Dementors, this year it's the dragon, and that blasting-tailed skrewt. What else are they going to bring into this school next?"

"Okay, Harry, dear, it's okay. The injury is not serious. Just apply some ointment..." Madam Pomfrey said to Harry gently after venting her anger, "Remember what I said, cherish your life and stay away from Hagrid. I've seen that blasting-tailed skrewt, and it's not something you kids can deal with, except for a big guy like Hagrid with thick skin and flesh..."

"Look at your delicate skin and tender flesh. Alas..." Madam Pomfrey sighed and pinched Harry's cheek: "You shouldn't be treated like this. I will go to talk to him later. I can't let you do all the work..."

"We're fine, ma'am." Harry immediately persuaded Madam Pomfrey, "We are good friends with Hagrid, and this is what we should do..."

"That's even more wrong!" Madam Pomfrey said seriously, "Even if we are good friends, I can't let you be in such danger."

Then there was another round of nanny-like lecture and nagging. Harry didn't dare to refute or say anything. He could only listen and nod from time to time.

In the afternoon divination class, Professor Trelawney liked to tell people's fortunes as usual. This time it was Louis' turn. Knowing that he didn't believe in Western divination, Professor Trelawney burned a turtle shell for him. Looking at the cracks on the shell in her hand, Professor Trelawney had a complicated expression.

"You will have disasters such as fire and water, dear." Professor Trelawney entered a weird mode, which made Louis suck on the little flower subconsciously. He knew that Professor Trelawney's fortune-telling in this state was extremely accurate.

"Fire and water disaster?" Draco came up to him and asked in confusion, "The first project has already been completed, and the dragons have been pulled back to Romania. How can there be any fire and water disaster?"

Professor Trelawney didn't say anything, but just looked at Louis with lifeless eyes, her two skinny hands still tightly holding him. After a while, she suddenly let go of Louis, frowned at everyone and asked, "Did I say anything just now?"

"No, you didn't say anything." Louis said immediately. He didn't want to hear any more prophecies - maybe he didn't have any disasters, but what if Professor Trelawney's bad words made him have one?
Next came the self-prophecy period, which was sort of a study session. Professor Trelawney was particularly pleased with Harry and Ron today, as they had been predicting their own horrible deaths in all sorts of ways. But today, she quickly became irritated by the giggles she could hear from the Slytherins as he explained the different ways Pluto interfered with daily life.

The biggest reason was that Ron and Harry, who had suddenly behaved very well this semester, were secretly passing notes to their Slytherin classmates, making them giggle. This class couldn't be attended!

"I think some of us..." Professor Trelawney said in a low, mysterious voice - but this tone did not cover up her current anger. She stared at Harry meaningfully, "Don't think I can't see your little movements. If you stand in my position now, you will find that every move below is so clear..."

"Well, I need to warn you that if you saw what I saw when I did the crystal ball divination last night, you probably wouldn't be so frivolous." Professor Trelawney stretched out her hands and grabbed the sky. "Last night, when I was sitting here, concentrating on my needlework, I suddenly had an irresistible urge to consult my crystal ball... When I sat in front of the crystal ball, what did I see staring at me?"

"Two dogs staring at each other?" Crabbe tried to whisper in a low voice, causing the Slytherin and Gryffindor students to laugh together - his attempt to lower his voice obviously failed.

But Professor Trelawney did not take it as an offense. She looked at Crabbe with sadness and pity in her eyes - as if she was looking at a pile of morning fungus of unknown age: "It is death, dear..."

"Just tell me, professor. Who among us is going to die again?" Draco asked impatiently. It had been a full year and a half since he chose Trelawney's class, and he was so tired of hearing this trick.

Trelawney was ruthlessly interrupted by Draco, feeling unhappy. She coughed and continued, "Perhaps you think I am fooling you - but in fact, I really saw it. I saw the vulture of death circling over Hogwarts Castle. I saw it. I saw the hideousness in its eyes. Someone will definitely die in this Triwizard Tournament!"

"Professor, I need to remind you that people die in every Triwizard Tournament. You don't need to tell me this." Harry said suddenly, but his face didn't look very good, as if he was relating this matter to himself.

"Oh, my dear." Professor Trelawney smiled, "Don't worry, death may not be related to you this year, but rebirth will definitely be related to you..."

Level 4 enemy blood, right? Louis smiled inwardly.

During dinner, Asro awkwardly mentioned to Louis that Dobby and Winky came to work at Hogwarts.

"That's a good thing." Louis nodded and commented.

Asro didn't think so. He hated Dobby. In his opinion, as a house-elf, he had to shamelessly take wages that did not belong to him. This was an insult to the entire clan.

Emma comforted him for a long time and even gave him two oranges, but Aslo's tears suddenly welled up.

"Miss...Miss's kindness, Asilo can never repay it in his entire life..." Asilo held the orange in one hand and wiped his tears with the other hand.

"You mean my mother's kindness is compounded interest?" Louis was amused, turned around and looked at his mother and said with a smile: "See, mom, you are the modern Zhou Paopi...ah..."

Halfway through his words, Emma grabbed his ear fiercely.

"I told you not to talk nonsense!" Emma said angrily, and almost pulled Louis' ears off. Finally, at Asro's pleading, she let go of Louis' ears.

It is obvious that Louis' ears have become bigger.

"Big-eared little deer." Catherine commented with a smile.

Without mentioning how Louis, who was furious, punished Catherine, let's just talk about the Transfiguration class that Gryffindor and Slytherin had together the next day. Professor McGonagall suddenly revealed a piece of news that was very unexpected to everyone.

Of course, before the news broke, Harry and Ron were fencing in the back of the classroom with two fake wands invented by George and Fred.

"Potter! Weasley!" Professor McGonagall pointed at them and shouted with trembling lips, "When will you two grow up? Look at what you have done. Even the first-year students are not as childish as you! Now! You two stand up immediately and stand at the back!"

"Men remain young until they die." Ron muttered softly.

"I really hope you will be half as mature as Mr. Mountbatten." Professor McGonagall sighed, and when she turned to look at Louis, she saw Louis using Transfiguration to conjure a jumping parrot that was jumping around on the table.

Professor McGonagall was choking on what she wanted to say. After a while, she pointed to the back row and asked Louis to stand there as well. She also deducted ten and five points from the two colleges respectively.

There was neat writing on the blackboard, as meticulous as Professor McGonagall's. It was the homework assigned - try to give an example of how the Transfiguration spell must be adjusted when performing a cross-species transformation.

Professor McGonagall stood in front of the blackboard and tapped it with her wand-turned-rod stick: "Pay attention, I have something to tell you, something very important -" Halfway through her speech, the fake wand in Harry's hand exploded with a bang - this was a little trick of the twins, the loser's wand would explode.

Professor McGonagall glared at Harry and continued, "The Yule Ball is coming up. It's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to interact with foreign guests. This is the case - the ball is only open to students in the fourth year and above. Of course, if you wish, you can invite a younger student as your dance partner."

"Of course, lower grade students can also sit aside and watch." Professor McGonagall added.

Harry was stunned for a moment. This news was too sudden. He suddenly regretted breaking up with Ginny so early.

At least he had to wait until after the dance. Who should he invite now?
Ron wasn't worried at all, because he had Hermione with him.

The students in the class turned their heads to look at Harry. Everyone knew that Harry had just experienced a breakup at the beginning of the semester. Seeing Harry's conflicted look, they all frowned and tried not to laugh out loud.

Finally, Lavender Brown couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, which caused a chain reaction and even the Indian sister Parvati next to her laughed out loud.

The result was that they both received punishment of standing in the corner.

"Please put on your dress robes," Professor McGonagall continued. "The Yule Ball will be held in the Great Hall at five o'clock on Christmas evening and will end at twelve o'clock. Listen..."

At this point, Professor McGonagall glanced sharply at her classmates: "The Yule Ball will undoubtedly give us a chance to... well, let our hair down and relax."

At this point, Professor Maomao's tone was a little unnatural, and this sentence was obviously inconsistent with her usual personality.

Louis quietly pulled a Snickers bar out of his pocket and handed it to Harry, whispering, "Are you hungry? Come on - sweep through Germany and be yourself!"

"I'm not a Russian bear..." Although Harry complained, he still took the Snickers.

Professor McGonagall on the stage continued: "What I just said does not mean that we will relax our requirements for Hogwarts students. If any of you embarrasses this school in any way, I will be very sad!"

As she said this, Professor McGonagall kept her eyes on Ron and Harry, as if she was sure that these two would bring shame to the school.

At the same time, the bell for the end of get out of class rang. Professor McGonagall asked other students to go first and called Harry.

Louis returned to his seat, and at this time Sakuya Izayoi also walked into the classroom and began to pack his schoolbag.

"I saw you were punished to stand just now?" Sakuya asked in a low voice while packing her books.

"Well, the class was too boring, so I conjured up a jumping parrot." As he said that, Louis stretched out his finger and pointed, and his eraser turned into a yellow, red and green Cockatoo, which was very beautiful, pretty and very cute.

As soon as it appeared, it began to bounce around on the table as if it was on a spring.

"Do you want to keep a parrot?" Sakuya asked sensibly.

"I'm a little interested, but it's just a spur of the moment." Louis spread his hands. "Forget it, I'll ask Chromie later to see if there are any new species of parrots in Azeroth. The animals there are more, well, you know, they grow wild and are tougher."

Sakuya didn't say anything. After she packed her schoolbag, she glanced at Louis, who was staring at the parrot in a trance with his chin in his hand. Suddenly, she raised her head and pressed her hand against her nose to block the loyalty that was gushing out.

When they walked out of the classroom, Harry followed listlessly. Seeing him looking listless, Louis couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong, Harry? You look a little unhappy?"

"Professor McGonagall said that according to tradition, the ball will be opened by the warriors and their partners..." Harry sniffed, "You know, I don't know how to do such a troublesome thing as dancing. Besides, Ginny and I broke up, and I don't know where to find a dance partner, God..."

At this point, Harry scratched his hair in confusion.

"What do you think of Elizabeth?" Louis immediately thought of his good sister.

Harry thought for a moment and shook his head decisively: "No, I have always regarded Elizabeth as a good brother..."

"Who are you looking for then?" Louis raised his eyebrows, restored the parrot in his hand to an eraser, and stuffed it into Sakuya's pad.

"I don't know. God, it feels like you and Ron are traitors, and I'm the only one who smells like a single person." Harry said a little frustrated. "Compared to asking me to invite a girl to the dance, I would rather face that Hungarian Horntail. Maybe it would be easier."

When he said this, several girls happened to pass by. They all stared at Harry and giggled.

"Have you ever seen a cowboy movie?" Louis asked suddenly.

Harry looked at Louis in confusion, wondering why he suddenly asked this question.

"I think you can learn their lassoing skills." Louis spread his hands. "If you are shy, then this is the only solution that is not a solution."

"What about you?" Harry suddenly asked, "You're probably in much bigger trouble than me. You have so many girlfriends... Who will you choose as your dance partner?"

(End of this chapter)