I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 5 Get off the car
"You are courting death!"

Flint rushed over with his big teeth bared, and his loud shout interrupted his thoughts again.

"Langlock!"

He didn't even have time to dodge before he saw the dark blue sword in front of him infinitely enlarged. Then he felt a sharp pain in his mouth and flew backwards.

The remaining three looked at each other and rushed towards Louis, but Louis raised his wand and a strong light burst out. The sudden strong light made them panic, and they covered their eyes and screamed as Louis beat them into pig heads.

Louis walked past these pigs, lifted Marcus Flint up and put him on a chair. He leaned over slightly and patted his bruised face with the crystal sword, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, what did we learn from this lesson?"

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Marcus just kept apologizing. He was really afraid of this junior who looked extremely elegant yet extremely terrifying.

"Don't let me see you bullying any classmates again, understand?" Louis smiled friendly: "If I see you again, it won't be as simple as a etiquette lesson."

"Okay, senior, you are so careless that you actually hurt yourself in the last etiquette class." Louis said, then stood up and tapped his shoulder with the crystal sword: "Remember to tell these seniors who slept in class that when you get to school, each of you should write me a 500-word reflection on the class and hand it in to me in three days, understand?"

"I understand... I understand..." Marcus repeated mechanically, thinking that he would exaggerate the matter with Dean Snape after arriving at school, and it would be best if he could expel this little devil in front of him.

Louis gave him a meaningful smile, turned around and walked out of the cubicle.

Then he saw Neville standing at the door holding Rafe waiting for him.

"Wow, pretty quick. Did you find Leif?" Louis asked with a smile.

"Oh...well, the senior girl in the next room helped me find it." Neville said hesitantly.

Louis patted Neville and asked, "Have you thanked him?"

"Well, thanks." Neville replied.

Louis nodded and looked towards the cubicle.

I thought the senior sister was so cold and aloof that she wouldn’t be easy to talk to, but it seems like she is a little cold on the outside but warm on the inside?
What a contrast... Louis became curious about the senior.

Pulling Neville back to their compartment, Louis passed a little girl with a disheveled hair and buck teeth at the door. He entered the compartment and found that Ron's face looked a little strange.

"No matter which house I'm assigned to, I don't want to be assigned to the same house as her." Ron's face was a little bitter. He threw his wand into the box and just in time saw Louis coming in from the door: "Louis, you're back?"

"What's going on?" Louis asked when he saw the floor of the cubicle was covered with candies.

"Don't mention it." Ron sighed, picked up a mouse by its tail from the ground, and said distressedly: "Oh, Scabbers, poor... Malfoy is so mean, how could he treat an old mouse like this?"

Louis looked at Ron's expression and felt a little nauseous.

He knew the true identity of this rat - he suddenly looked forward to what kind of expression Ron would have when he found out that this rat was a bald, greasy middle-aged man.

"Fight?" Louis asked with concern, squatting down with Neville to help Ron and Harry clean up the mess on the floor. "Scabbers had a fight, but I didn't." Ron stroked Scabbers' fur carefully and told his friends what happened.

Just like the original novel, Goyle tried to steal their chocolate frog, but was bitten on the hand by Scabbers. Ron danced and vividly described the embarrassing situation of the Malfoy trio, and the carriage was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Come to think of it, Louis did get into a fight just now." Neville recalled what happened in the Slytherin carriage and said to Ron with a smile, "You know, Louis just beat up the Slytherin seniors. He beat five of them alone!"

"Good fight!" Ron said angrily, "There are no good people in Slytherin - I really hope we can be sorted into the same house, I hope the teacher can listen to our request... Let's all go to Gryffindor." He looked at Harry and Louis eagerly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I also want to go to Gryffindor." Louis smiled elegantly and calmly, and Harry nodded and grinned.

The door of the compartment was opened, and the little witch with fluffy hair stuck her head in. Louis knew that this little girl with high potential was Emma... No, it was Hermione Granger.

"You'd better change into robes. I've already gone to the front of the car to ask the driver. We'll be arriving at Hogwarts soon."

Hermione's tone was very much like the nosy monitor when she was a child.

"Got it...get out quickly, we need to change clothes - do you want to watch too?" Ron's tone was filled with annoyance. He really hated this self-righteous little witch.

Hermione rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "I have no interest in you." She pointed to her nose and said, "You know what? There's something dirty on your nose."

While she was walking out, Ron rolled his eyes at her back.

"God knows what kind of person would like her." Ron muttered to himself.

Louis heard him talking to himself, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, boy, there will be a day when you are really fragrant...

After they changed into robes, the train stopped. The announcement before getting off the train informed them that their luggage should be left in the carriage and would be delivered to the dormitories of various colleges after the division. They followed the crowded crowd out of the carriage, and a gust of cold wind gave them a chill.

"First-year students, first-year students, come here! Harry, come here, oh my God, are you okay?" A burly voice sounded, and Louis immediately felt Harry's restlessness beside him. He whispered to everyone, unable to suppress the joy in his voice: "It's Hagrid, my friend Hagrid." Then he shouted loudly: "I'm here, Hagrid."

"I see you." Hagrid's bearded face was filled with a happy smile: "Come on, follow me, and watch your step."

To be honest, the path Hagrid led was wet, dark, slippery, and extremely rugged. Ron took two steps and his foot slipped, hitting Harry's butt, causing Harry to stumble.

"Oh, sorry Harry, bloody it's too dark..." Ron grumbled in a low voice.

Louis took out the wand from his pocket and whispered: "Lumos."

A dazzling light shone, illuminating everyone's feet. The freshmen were in a commotion for a while, but eventually fell silent.

"Cool." Ron exclaimed sincerely.

(End of this chapter)