I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 66: First Tutorial (Seeking monthly ticket investment)
"Today, the spell we are going to learn is the Shattering Curse." Louis returned to his original tone. He really couldn't stand Snape's tone.

It's greasy and dragging, and it's very tiring for your throat.

"Everybody, repeat after me," Louis said, like an English teacher from a previous life: "Reducto."

"Reducto," the students repeated.

Louis suddenly had a sense of déjà vu as if he were in an elementary school English class—the students in front of him were about the same age as the students in the English class he had just taken, except for their different skin color.

However, he also noticed a small episode.

"Mr. Finnigan." He called the name of the explosive genius: "Please repeat the spell."

The "Redu'o" blaster's pronunciation was clearly problematic, with a thick cockney handlebar accent.

He swallowed one more k sound than the cyclists.

"Perhaps you really need to correct your accent. You have to know that in the early stages of learning to cast spells, the slightest mistake in accent can lead to a huge error." Louis said with some regret: "I seem to know why you always use the blasting spell as the spell--"

"Come on, read it to me again, reducto." Louis tried to guide the explosive genius back on the right track.

"Reduc'o." This time the k sound is there.

"Good, good, very good progress, Mr. Finnigan." Louis corrected him tirelessly: "You need to pay attention to the shape of your mouth and the way you pronounce it. You must pronounce the two plosive sounds, reducto."

"Reducto." Although it still sounded a little awkward, Seamus had successfully spit out the voiceless consonants he had eaten.

"Very good, very good, Mr. Finnigan." Louis clapped his hands and praised: "Keep it up like this. Okay, you practice a few more times at your seat - next, the most exciting part of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is coming."

Now, Louis aroused the expectations of the classmates, especially Harry and Ron, who leaned back tactically and almost touched the people behind them.

What surprised him was that Draco, who was usually relatively calm, was looking at him with eyes full of expectation.

Louis clapped his hands, and Tom and Jerry came in carrying a strange and quaint floor-length mirror.

"The Mirror of Erised! It's the Mirror of Erised!" Harry cried. "No wonder I couldn't find it. You must have taken it away..."

Louis waved his wand as gracefully as a music conductor: "Okay, now, you are about to face the monster from the abyss--"

The students gasped.

What about the abyss? Who has ever heard of such a thing?
"Professor, what is the abyss?" Hermione really lives up to her Chinese name, she can be described as smart and studious.

"You can think of it as hell, or purgatory." Louis shrugged. "I don't want to talk too much about that kind of place... Well, since you are the first to ask the question, Miss Granger, then... you will be the first to take the test!"

It is somewhat personal grudge.

This is the price of talking too much.

"Everyone, come here and line up, led by Miss Granger, right, right, right." Under Louis's command, the students in the class lined up in a long line.

Louis walked over to Hermione and looked up at the Mirror of Erised: "Have you memorized the spell, Miss Granger?"

"Remember... remember." Hermione swallowed her saliva. She felt a little guilty. After all, the students had not yet experienced Lockhart's beating. How could they know what the teaching assistant would do? "3...2...1..." Louis waved his wand and drew towards the magic mirror.

Then, he slowly stretched out his hands and gracefully covered his ears in the puzzled looks of his classmates.

A strange thing happened. Ripples like water waves appeared on the surface of the magic mirror. Gradually, a skinny arm stretched out and grabbed the mirror frame. Then, the dry and hideous head of the owner of the arm also poked out from the Mirror of Eris.

"Ah————" Hermione let out a high-pitched scream. She was almost able to catch up with Vitas.

What came out of the magic mirror were zombies from the high walls of Lothric.

As the name suggests, zombies are not likely to look good... They are completely hideous humans transformed into zombies. However, compared to zombies, their bodies are too skinny, just skin and bones.

"Okay, okay, Miss Granger, I think you might be more suitable to participate in the soprano selection competition. Maybe you shouldn't be in Hogwarts, but should go to the Opera Academy for further studies?" Louis said in a gloomy tone, "If you can pay attention, this zombie is about to come out."

Hermione's face turned red, and her subconscious reaction was to run. It was not her fault, for a thirteen-year-old little witch, this situation was indeed a bit terrifying.

Hermione's birthday was in September, so she was one year later than Harry and the others, which meant she started school at the age of twelve, and was exactly thirteen in the second semester of the first grade. The same was true for Catherine, who was in the same grade as the twins, but was 14 years old.

Think about how you would react if you encountered this kind of monster as a freshman in junior high school?

"It's urgent. It's about to come out." Louis continued to remind Hermione in a sarcastic tone.

Hermione raised her trembling little hand holding the wand and stammered, "Teach the professor, he he he he..."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Louis reached out and gently patted Hermione's shoulder.

Hermione was encouraged, as if she had taken a reassurance pill. She took a deep breath, waited for the zombie to stand firm, raised her wand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Reducto!"

The spell burst out from the tip of the wand and hit the zombie. The zombie could not withstand the power of the spell and shattered into ashes that flew into the magic mirror.

In order not to cause any psychological trauma to the young wizards, the Lothric zombie modified by Louis is also very environmentally friendly.

The little wizards of Gryffindor burst into cheers. Even though Hermione was usually a little unpopular, she had set an example for everyone and made a good start.

"Professor, aren't you going to give us extra points?" Ron asked stupidly, "Look at how outstanding our Hermione is, just give us one point."

Louis chuckled: "I don't have the power to add points, but I can deduct points from you. How about it, Mr. Weasley, do you want to experience the feeling of being deducted points?"

"Uh, still no," Ron replied sheepishly, causing a good-natured laugh.

A thousand paper cranes floated past his eyes.

It flew into Harry's hands.

Harry followed the direction of the paper cranes and saw Draco winking at him.

He opened the paper cranes and saw a magic painting in gif format. It showed a little man wearing glasses, who was obviously him; there was also a Lothric zombie kissing the little man with a terrified face.

Harry choked at that moment. He looked at Draco angrily, still thinking about what to say back.

(End of this chapter)