I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 286 This foreign language must be learned
Snape's image in Hogwarts is somewhat like Zhang Liao in Eastern Wu, who can stop children from crying at night.

Just saying "Professor Snape is here" among a group of classmates who are happily communicating with each other is definitely no less than the effect caused by being instantly frozen at absolute zero.

In short, no animal in Hogwarts dared to act rashly in front of Snape, except for Catherine's fawn, who was considered Snape's nemesis.

Ron, who was in a good mood, suddenly lost interest in playing cards. He sighed sadly and glanced at Harry: "Are you sure you don't want to finish his paper? I think it's better to finish the homework first and then play..."

"You're right." Harry nodded vigorously, agreeing with Ron's point of view more than ever.

I don’t know if Hermione is a crow’s mouth or not. Not long after she mentioned Snape, Snape floated over like a bat.

"Mr. Mountbatten..." Snape glanced at the trio expressionlessly. The trio held their breath, not daring to breathe, and just stared at the table in front of them intently. Of course, Snape would not miss such a good opportunity to be sarcastic. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a gloomy tone: "It seems that you like to hang out with Gryffindor, but I want to remind you that you should not forget that you are a Slytherin..."

"Of course, Professor, of course I am Slytherin." Louis put down the napkin in his hand and looked at Snape: "What's the matter so early, my dear professor?"

"You seem to have forgotten what you said last night, but I think I can help you recall it." Snape said this, staring at Louis with his eyes wide open: "But if I find out that you are just deceiving me for the sake of getting away with it, I will definitely make you regret it."

"Of course not." Louis remembered what it was about. He smiled and said, "How about we go to the principal's office now? There are too many people in the auditorium, so it's not suitable to talk about this."

Snape glanced at him, then turned and walked out.

Louis made a hushed gesture to the trio, and stood up to follow Snape's windy steps.

In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore was lying in a rocking chair, humming a little tune. When he heard the door open, he tilted his head lazily to take a look.

"Oh, Severus, Louis, what brings you here?" he asked with a smile.

Louis really wanted to say something funny, but saying bad things about Snape to his face would probably make him furious, so he gave up this unsafe idea.

"Mr. Mountbatten told me yesterday that he knew the clue to the Resurrection Stone." Snape said in a flat tone, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Louis, "I think Mr. Mountbatten, who has always been much more reliable than the trolls of Gryffindor, must be telling the truth, right?"

"It's hard to say." Louis shrugged and left a very annoying remark.

Snape was choked and wanted to deduct points from his house, but suddenly remembered that this guy was from Slytherin; he wanted to punish him corporally, but then he remembered that this boy was the eldest son of his most beloved senior sister, so he really couldn't beat him or scold him.

He took a deep breath and made up his mind to have less contact with this kid in the future. If he was always around like this, he would live at least ten years less...

"Okay, Louis, don't keep us in suspense." Dumbledore immediately got to the point. He has always been very concerned about the clues of the Resurrection Stone: "Tell me, what clues do you have?"

"Remember the Horcruxes I told you about before?" Louis said with a smile, "His own diary has been tamed, and the Ravenclaw's diadem has also been purified by me. There are still five Horcruxes left... One of them is the Resurrection Stone. Thanks to the tamed Mr. Cube, he suddenly remembered this matter recently."

Of course, he made this up. In fact, the cube has been hidden in Kristrasza's personal space bag for more than a year.

"When Voldemort was sixteen years old, oh, maybe it would be more appropriate to call him Tom Riddle, he came to the old Gaunt house, knocked out his uncle Morfin Gaunt, and used Morfin's wand to kill old Tom Riddle and the Riddle couple, and then put the blame on Morfin." Louis began to tell Dumbledore and Snape about the history of the Resurrection Stone: "The most important thing is that he stole the ancestral treasure that Marvolo Gaunt passed on to Morfin - the black stone ring engraved with the "Peverell Coat of Arms"..."

"That 'Peverell Crest' is actually the symbol of the Deathly Hallows - the headmaster must know this, after all, he owns the Elder Wand, one of the Deathly Hallows." Louis smiled and continued, "We all know what happened later. He made this ring with the Resurrection Stone into a Horcrux and hid it in the old Gaunt house in Little Hangleton, and used many powerful dark magic curses to protect it."

"I know both of you are eager for this thing, but what I want to say is..." At this point, Louis's expression became serious: "Even a powerful wizard like Dumbledore should not take it lightly. No matter how serious you are about the dark magic curse, it is not too serious. I don't want to see the most powerful white wizard in the world being killed by a few unknown dark magic traps. This is not a funny joke."

"Unless this is a novel and the author wants me to die, I can't think of any reason why I would wear this ring without testing for dark magic." Dumbledore shook his beard and said very seriously: "I have spent my whole life learning how to be careful."

“Yes, women and children can be careless, but men can’t,” Louis said solemnly.

"You are right." Professor Dumbledore pointed his finger at Louis: "So when are we going to set out to deal with this ring?"

"Now?" Louis is a man of action, so he leaves as soon as he says so: "There's nothing to do now anyway..."

"So, how do we remove the curse on the ring?" Professor Snape asked with a wry smile, "If we just go and get it without any solution, do we have to ask one of us to trigger the dark magic? I think Mr. Mountbatten would be a good candidate."

"You are quite vicious, Professor." Louis said, "But I do have a good suggestion for this kind of black magic."

He walked to the side of the Sorting Hat, and when the Sorting Hat had just said half a greeting, he quickly opened the hat and reached out to take out the shining silver sword of Gryffindor.

"Oh, that's really rude of you, Louis." The old man complained. If he had hands, he would probably give Louis a duel.

Louis ignored him and held up the sword, saying to the two of them, "Principal, Professor, this sword of Gryffindor has a special effect of breaking spells. Theoretically, no dark magic prop can withstand its chopping."

In the original book, theoretically, the Sword of Gryffindor can only destroy Horcruxes after absorbing the basilisk venom, but Louis, who possesses the Eye of Identification, can see clearly that even if it has not absorbed the venom, the Sword of Gryffindor still has the ability to break spells.

Come to think of it, for a man with a sword in one hand and a magic wand in the other, it would be strange if the sword couldn't break the magic.

Before Dumbledore could speak, Snape disagreed. He immediately said, "I suggest that this bad idea be used as a backup plan. The Resurrection Stone is a precious magic item. I suggest that a more reasonable method should be used to dispel the magic on it."

Louis looked at Snape calmly, thinking that you can't cover up your eagerness to see Lily just because you said so high-sounding words. "Severus is right, Louis." Dumbledore also thought it was best to keep it. He suddenly thought of something: "I remember Miss Catherine was wearing the Ravenclaw diadem on her head. Since you can dispel the curse in the Ravenclaw diadem, then... I think this resurrection stone should be no problem."

"You're right, Principal." Louis shrugged. "I can indeed purify this ring. It was just a backup plan. I didn't expect that you two would actually want to use this ring..."

"Of course I have this need, Louis," Dumbledore seemed to feel that the memory was a bit bitter, so he opened a piece of lemon snowman and put it in his mouth. After smacking his lips twice, he said, "I am over a hundred years old and have nothing else to ask for in this world. Emma must have told you about my obsession a long time ago... This is not a shameful thing. Even if I owe you a favor."

"Okay, professor, then I don't want to attend class, okay?" Louis put forward his conditions.

"Of course. As an assistant professor, you have the privilege of not having to attend classes." Dumbledore smiled and blinked.

"Then I will never take Potions classes again." Louis glanced at Snape.

Snape curled his lips: "That is definitely a good thing for me. Thank you for letting your poor professor go, Mr. Mountbatten."

Louis suddenly felt as if he had miscalculated. Without Potions class, there would be fewer opportunities for him and Snape to hurt each other...

It looks like it's time to bring Lupin back to form a new Marauders organization, otherwise Snape will be too arrogant.

The three of them set off as soon as they said they would, using the convenient Floo network to arrive at Little Hangleton.

Dumbledore seemed to know where the Gaunt house was, and he found the destination without any effort.

The walls were covered with mottled marks, and many tiles on the roof had fallen off, revealing the rafters inside. The house was covered with thick snow, and occasionally there was a noise coming from somewhere, and the snow on the roof fell down and hit the ground.

Walking forward and approaching the old house, Louis discovered that the windows were very small and covered with thick, old dirt. A dead snake was nailed to the rusty door, adding a bit of weirdness to this long-abandoned old house.

"It's a bit cold." Louis subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly. It was not because the weather was too cold, but mainly because the environment was a bit weird.

People who are afraid of ghosts are always insensitive to this kind of atmosphere. Louis is one of them, and Catherine is also one of them.

"I have already suggested that you wear more clothes before you set off." Dumbledore waved his hand, and a ball of warm flame appeared beside Louis, dispelling the bone-chilling cold.

"How do we get in?" Snape reached out and touched the dead snake on the door, then looked back at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore walked forward, looked at the snake and said, "Leave it to me. I know how to deal with it."

So he hissed at the dead snake, and soon the door was opened.

"I didn't expect you could speak Parseltongue." Louis said with some surprise.

"I actually know Dragon Language and Murloc Language, but I haven't used them for many years so they are a little rusty." Dumbledore stroked his beard with a somewhat proud look on his face. "As the saying goes, it is always good to have many skills. Learning a few foreign languages ​​is also very useful."

The corners of Louis' eyes twitched. Wow, you really are learning a foreign language. The language of a foreign country can also be considered a foreign language. There's nothing wrong with that.

"I understand what you mean, Headmaster Dumbledore." Louis responded solemnly: "You have to learn foreign languages. It's good to learn foreign languages."

"Okay, stop flattering each other. I'm about to vomit..." Snape said coldly, "Should we stay here and discuss the importance of learning foreign languages, or go into this old Gaunt house and look for the legendary resurrection stone?"

After Snape's "urging", the three of them entered the Gaunt House. They did not act separately because Snape and Louis were worried that Dumbledore would be obsessed and wear the ring, even though he protested that this was a lack of trust in him.

When Louis stepped into the old Gaunt house, he felt as if he had entered a haunted house he had visited in his previous life. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that someone was staring at him from behind, and with particularly bad intentions. The white hair on the back of his neck stood up because he felt cold in his heart. He turned around suddenly, only to find that the person staring at him sinisterly was Professor Snape.

"People who scare others will kill them, professor." Louis sighed: "You are going to scare me to death, let's see if my mother can kill you?"

Hearing Emma, ​​Snape snorted and turned his head, continuing to search for things in the house.

The old house of Gaunt was easy to find, but the ring was really hard to find. It was not until noon that the three of them found the ring.

"Say, do we want to eat something?" Louis asked tentatively, "It's so cold, if you don't eat something and look for food in this room, you will freeze to death..."

"Now that you mention it, I feel a little hungry too." Dumbledore certainly would not refuse Louis' proposal. In fact, he was also a little hungry.

This is what happens to the elderly. After a while of activity, they feel their stomach is empty and they can’t stand it anymore.

"..." Snape looked at the two guys who were fiddling with food with disdain. He didn't say anything, but continued to look around aimlessly.

“Don’t you want to eat?” Louis pressed the chopsticks on the small hot pot.

"I'm not hungry." Snape said expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)