I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 287 Accident
Human beings have three essential qualities: a repeater, a pigeon, and a real smell. Professor Snape did not see the other two points, but the real smell is real.

After all, in Snape's view, people are crucibles and food is potion, and if you skip a meal, you will die.

While eating, he was still picky, saying that the dish was a bit spicy and the taste was not very good, but he was no slower than anyone else in eating magic bread with the dish.

It's just a habit, Louis complained in his heart.

I thought about just holding back, but the more I held back, the angrier I got. If I took a step back, the more I thought about it, the more I felt at a disadvantage. I couldn't help but say, "If you don't want to eat it, I'll take it away."

Snape looked up at him arrogantly and said nothing more.

The meaning of that statement is already very clear, give me someone like me a favor...

Louis didn't continue teasing him, but continued eating. After all, he still had to find the ring later.

After dinner, Professor Dumbledore wiped his mouth with paper, put his hands together, and cast some kind of spell. With a ding sound, something fell from the bookshelf not far away.

Louis stared at it for a long time, then said dryly, "Why didn't you use this method earlier? We have been looking for it here for the whole morning."

"It would be boring to go back anyway, so why not play here for a while?" Dumbledore's tone was relaxed and casual.

Louis could only say that you are cruel enough. He walked forward and found that the little thing was indeed a ring with the familiar Peverell emblem printed on it - he had seen it on Harry's cloak before.

"It's the Resurrection Stone." Louis turned around and said, "Wait for me for a moment, let me purify this thing first."

So he took out the Heart of Oak and started reading the bar on the ring that looked like the Resurrection Stone.

A holy light flashed, and black smoke began to come out of the small ring.

It was hard to imagine that such a small and exquisite ring would emit Ohio-level smoke, which almost made Louis unable to move. Thanks to Dumbledore's timely intervention, Louis was able to avoid the tragic situation of being smoked black on the face.

Then, a black skull that looked like real black smoke rushed towards Louis with a silent scream and a grim and ferocious expression.

Another group of people dispersed, and the black smoke was like Hiroshima in front of the little boy, melting away in an instant with the force of a rotten wood and rotten wood.

"Nice spell." Dumbledore nodded, walked forward and asked, "How is it, can this ring be used?"

Louis said nothing, bent down to pick up the ring and put it in his pocket: “Of course, we can go back to school now.”

Dumbledore said nothing, his blue eyes twinkling behind the half-moon lenses.

"Don't worry, you can't escape." Louis curled his lips: "You can only give us one more morning to look for it, but you can't leave me alone for the whole afternoon? Don't you agree, Professor Snape? Why don't we vote?"

He turned his gaze to Snape, who curled his lips and betrayed Louis's camp in a gorgeous way: "Since it is a vote, I think it is better to do as Professor Dumbledore says. After all, the water of the Resurrection Stone is too deep, and you can't control it."

Good fellow, you are Pan Zi, right? No, it’s Si Zi…

What kind of friendship is this between Luce?
"Principal Dumbledore played us like mules for the whole morning, and you just forgive him?" Louis asked unwillingly.

"Who made you, a poor professor, want to use this magical resurrection stone?" Professor Snape spread his hands and twisted his mouth like the Dragon King.

Well, I misjudged you. Louis looked at Snape angrily, thinking that if there was a chance to resurrect Aunt Lily, he would definitely give Snape a hard time and tell him all the good things he had done for Harry over the years!
Of course, Snape would not notice Louis' expression, as his mind was now filled with the Resurrection Stone.

After all, nothing is more important than Lily.

If I have to say, Snape can't be considered Fei Yangyang, at most he can be considered Hei Xiaohu.

After returning to school, Louis did not visit the emotional scene of middle-aged and elderly people in the principal's office, but returned home early.

The family members all sat on the sofa with serious faces, as if they were going to have a criticism meeting. I couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"What's wrong? You guys?" he asked timidly.

No one answered him, and Catherine handed him a stack of papers with a serious look on her face.

Louis said, turning over the pages.

Oh, it's a secret report from the Royal Navy, 100% sent by old Louis.

There is also a small voice recorder.

"Trafalgar class, Triumph? Lost contact on St. Helena Island... Isn't this a nuclear submarine?" Louis flipped through the pages of the report, and a line of small print caught his attention.

"It is suspected that they were attacked by an unknown creature and have lost contact now?" Louis frowned and looked up at the heavy-faced people. "What kind of creature is it?"

Emma sighed: "Turn on the recorder and listen..."

Louis turned on the recorder as he was told, and bursts of microphone sounds came from it.

"Devenport... Devonport... This is the Triumph nuclear submarine, requesting to call Devonport..."

After another burst of microphone sound, a female voice sounded.

"Calling the Triumph, Devonport is calling the Triumph..."

A crackling sound of electric current was heard, and soon thereafter, a series of intermittent screams were heard.

"Jesus H. Fxxk! What kind of monster is this... (sizzle)... It's going to eat people... Don't let it come over, (sizzle) Lawrence, are you okay... Oh my God... Its octopus face..."

Then, there was a scream that was extremely shrill, and the sound of the recorder stopped abruptly.

“Octopus face?” Louis quickly caught the blind spot. “It’s the Faceless Man…”

"Yes." Chromie said seriously, "But it should be an accident. The hand of the Ancient God will not extend to the earth..."

"No, this is definitely not an accident." Louis sat on the sofa and tapped the cabinet with his fingers: "In the legends of the earth, there are also many faceless men, among which Cthulhu is the most famous." What Louis did not say is that the prototype of the ancient gods of Azeroth is actually the Cthulhu mythology... Of course, there is more than one Cthulhu prototype.

"Never take anything as an accident, Chromie." Louis held up a finger: "This matter shouldn't be that simple. Let me think..."

Louis tapped his fingers on the table, stringing together all the previous events. He suddenly looked up at Chromie: "Is it possible that the demons of hell and the faceless men are colluding with each other?"

"It's very possible," Chromie nodded solemnly. "If it's the Faceless Men, they can use the power of the Old Gods to break through some of the seals and send out their Faceless Men... But I don't know if General Krasis is among them..."

"Go check it out." Louis sighed, "The Ancient Gods are the cancer of the world. We can't let them corrupt the world..."

"I understand." Chromie certainly knew the dangers of the Old Gods, and she answered without any hesitation.

Emma also stood up and said solemnly: "I will go with you, Ms. Chromie. One more person means more strength."

Chromie looked at Emma, ​​then at Louis, and when he saw the latter nod, he smiled and agreed.

After they left, the atmosphere in the room was still very solemn. Louis asked in confusion: "You don't know any ancient gods, what are you worried about?"

"We thought it was a small matter at first, until Chromie showed us the scene of N'Zoth's invasion, and then we realized the seriousness of it..." Ye Ziyan looked at Louis with concern, "Louis, you must not take it lightly..."

"Don't worry, Ye Zi. I've seen that kind of doomsday scene before." Louis thought to himself, I've seen it before, even Enzos himself... I was overturned by my own car...

The channel is proficient in fire magic and is so arrogant.

How did that saying come about? There were no roads in this world originally, but after many fire explosions, roads were formed.

"I'll hold up the sky if it falls, you just need to be happy." Louis said, pinching the shivering Christasa, "It's not good for the little red dragon to be so timid..."

How could she not be scared when hearing this? After all, Kristrasza was an adult red dragon, and she had personally experienced the war in the quicksand.

C'Thun's minions alone are enough to trap the descendants of the Guardian Dragon behind the wall of quicksand. Kelistrasza doesn't think she has more heads than Anachronos.

Louis finally managed to calm the little red dragon down and breathed a sigh of relief. Women, whether they are female dragons or women, are very physically demanding to coax.

Days passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the next semester. During this period, Snape was obviously in a more relaxed mood, and even when Neville caused a minor cauldron explosion in class, he just brushed it off with a few words and didn't even deduct a single point.

The students from both houses looked at Snape with strange eyes. Is this still our double-standard Professor Snape? Neville made such a big mistake, but he was not punished, but he was not even deducted points?

"I say he must be someone who drank the Polyjuice Potion and turned into him." Ron lowered his voice and whispered to Harry. Fortunately, Snape was concentrating on reading the notes in his hand in the front row and didn't hear it, otherwise he would have been punished for sure.

"Isn't this good?" Harry thought it was not bad, and looked at the abnormal Snape happily. Then he turned his head to look at Louis opposite him and asked curiously: "Is what Ron said true? God, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"That's why you're not used to it." Louis rolled his eyes, wondering maliciously what kind of magic potion Lily had given Snape.

After the Potions class came the Charms class. Due to Snape's prestige, Hermione didn't dare to whisper in the Potions class. Instead, she waited until she entered the Charms classroom before questioning Harry in a low voice.

"You clearly said you had solved the clue to the golden egg!" Hermione said angrily.

"Keep your voice down!" said Harry angrily. "I just need to be clearer, can't I?"

Harry did hear the mermaid singing in the Prefects' Bathroom, but he had no idea what the mermaid was singing.

As a man who cares about his reputation, he was unwilling to admit that he didn't hear anything - just like a duck hearing thunder, staring at the golden egg in the water.

"That song is too complicated, Hermione." Ron explained for him: "We can't invite you to listen to it yet. After all... we have to be in the water..."

Hermione glanced at them and growled, "Can't you just find a higher basin? You two really don't use your brains..."

At this point, the two suddenly realized and went to his sister's bathroom...

Louis leaned on the table and smiled. He had known this for a long time, but this was also a great opportunity to take a bath with Catherine, wasn't it?

The various tricks used by scumbag men are sometimes really deep.

In Charms, Louis sat in the last row of Slytherin and began to doze off, while Harry, Ron and Hermione sat alone at a table at the back of the classroom. The spell they were going to practice today was the opposite of the Summoning Curse - the Banishing Curse.

Because things flying around the classroom could easily cause unfortunate accidents, Professor Flitwick gave each student a large pile of soft cushions to practice with, so that even if something went wrong, it wouldn't hurt anyone.

It was a nice idea, but the execution was not smooth. Neville was so unfocused when he cast spells that he kept accidentally sending heavy objects flying all over the room - like Professor Flitwick.

When Professor Flitwick came down panting, Neville brought another mattress flying and hit Louis on the head.

He opened his sleepy eyes, looking for the culprit, and soon he found Neville who kept glancing at him with his head down, pretending to be invisible. He couldn't help but glare at Neville, "Good boy, you first flaunt the professor and then the associate professor, are you trying to rebel?"

Neville shrank his neck after being glared at like that, and dared not speak.

Draco and the others practiced well too, and even started commanding the mattresses to start a battle of flying mattress-repelling spells. At some point, a mattress hit Seamus, and the boy let out a shout and started to join the battle. Gryffindor certainly couldn't sit idly by, so they also started to join the melee against Slytherin, and they were having a lot of fun fighting for a while. Professor Flitwick shivered, lowered his head to avoid a soft cushion, and turned around to run.

He also did not forget to tell Louis to take control of the situation.

Can Louis, a good student, bear this? Of course not. He quietly threw a Confusion Charm at Neville who had just hit him, and Neville directly used the spell to send Professor Flitwick flying over.

"Ahhh, let me out!" Professor Flitwick couldn't stand it anymore. Neville also woke up and looked at Professor Flitwick in front of him with a confused look on his face.

who I am?where am iwhat did I do?
Could it be... that the professor was sucked here?
Thinking of this, he put out his hand to rub his face, and suddenly, a string of electronic music floated through his mind.

It’s over, Barbie Q is over…

After the operation, I had a low fever, my legs hurt, and I felt dizzy and couldn’t concentrate at all. I worked hard all afternoon and night…

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(End of this chapter)