I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 70 Just pamper him

There was thunderous applause from the audience that lasted for a long time.

The young wizards had never heard a speech before, let alone one as passionate as Louis's. They clapped their hands vigorously and did not want to stop even when their hands turned red and stinging.

Louis stretched out his hand and pressed it downwards to stop the applause. "Perhaps someone will say that I don't have any ideals to change the wizarding world and establish a new order. I understand you. Everyone has his or her own way of life. But I want to tell you that the reason you learned Defense Against the Dark Arts is far more than that."

Louis knew that it was not enough to just talk about distant ideals, but he also had to let them know that the current reality was as fragile as duckweed in the wind.

"Think about it. When your parents, your brothers and sisters, and your family members fall under the spell of dark wizards because of your poor study, will you regret it and put in more effort in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

The students in the audience all had thoughtful looks on their faces, and a few even clenched their fists.

Even those students who were not impressed by Louis's "great idea" before were now aroused. Everyone has family and friends, and there are still few orphans in the wizarding world.

Of course, I don't mean to allude to Scarhead...

Louis knew that it was time to strike while the iron was hot. He clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "For our family and friends, we must study hard too!"

"Study! Study! Study!" The atmosphere among the students was completely aroused.

Dumbledore outside the door didn't feel offended at all. Even when he was pulled out by Louis to be criticized, he still ate lemon snowman with a smile on his face.

In fact, Louis really misunderstood him.

All I can say is that the situation at Hogwarts is extremely complicated, with the Ministry of Magic, former Death Eaters, the Order of the Phoenix, and four neutral forces intertwined.

Some people may ask, since you, Dumbledore, are so powerful, why can't you speak your mind based on your strength?

Then Dumbledore's character would collapse.

Not to mention this, just when Louis was about to start teaching in class, he heard the twins shouting one after another: "Professor Mountbatten."

"Can you beat Miss Worley?"

"I don't think you can."

Ah this... Louis looked at Catherine. He was not sure he could win.

Even with the bonus of Runeword equipment, he could not win the battle.

"Why don't you guys duel?"

"Let us see the strength of the new professor."

The Weasley twins are really potato starch, thickening the world.

With such a talent for fanning the flames, it would be a shame if he didn't go into diplomacy.

Louis saw the expectant eyes of his classmates, and had no choice but to look at Catherine: "What do you mean, Miss Worley?"

Catherine stood up gracefully and replied with a faint smile, "My pleasure, Professor."

The students stood in two rows according to their colleges, leaving a wide path in the middle.

No one wants to be accidentally injured in a fight between gods or hurt by unknown AOE.

Only the Slytherins knew Louis' strength, but everyone had seen Katherine's spells.

No one wants to take a three-day tour to the medical wing.

The two men walked together, raised their wands to their chests in a wizard duel salute, then turned around neatly and distanced themselves.

After bowing to each other, Louis gracefully and politely made a gesture of invitation.

"Ladies first, Miss Worley."

An old English gentleman.

Catherine didn't hesitate and swung her staff to shoot out a string of spells.

It seems... he really didn't hold back.

Even the third-year students had never seen such a strong wizard duel - their concept of wizard duels was still limited to grinning and shooting at each other - without hinting to Potter, this was actually the case. Even the Weasley twins, who were the strongest except Catherine, could only use small evil spells such as the front teeth as a big stick when shooting at people.

This duel was a visual feast. The two were no less powerful than adult wizards. The spells were cast back and forth, which was very exciting. Occasionally, a few spells were refracted by the armor and hit the ground, making it bumpy and causing the surrounding young wizards to scream.

This ground... let's wait for Dumbledore to send someone to repair it. It can be considered as demolishing the house at public expense, right?
It has some of the characteristics of a Husky.

Dumbledore (biting a lollipop): I don't care, I have no money, don't come to me.

Three polite words.

After fighting for four or five minutes, Louis seized the opportunity and successfully hit Catherine's wrist with a flash of red light.

Her wand flew out of her hand and spun into Louis's.

When all the students saw this scene, they all gasped in unison, their eyes dull as those of silly geese.

No one dared to believe that a first-year student could defeat the Queen of Slytherin, the nightmare of the third year - Catherine Worley.

Likewise, no one dared to cheer, and no one wanted to be the first to do so. Everyone knew that even if Louis was happy, he would not necessarily protect them. No one knew whether Catherine would become angry and take her anger out on them.

So everyone could only stand there like idiots.

"I am convinced, Professor." Catherine puffed up her cheeks, looking adorable and unyielding.

Just pamper him...

"It was my luck, Ms. Worley." Louis walked over and handed the wand back to her.

He wiped the cold sweat off his face imperceptibly, looked at his classmates, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one discovered this fake match - he was ready to be hung up and humiliated.

He never expected that Catherine would give him such face.

"Well, are you two satisfied now, Mr. Weasley?" Louis walked back to the podium: "I sincerely hope that you will not become a dozen Mr. Weasley today."

The spells that the third graders learned were still about shattering to pieces, and the monsters they faced were zombies. When it came to Defense Against the Dark Arts spells, they actually knew no more than the first graders.

In Louis' plan, the only difference between the third grade and the first grade is that the progress can be a little faster.

At night, in the Room of Requirement, Louis was hung up by Catherine five times.

"Okay, okay, Kaixi, thank you for today..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hung up again.

What met her was Catherine's cold gaze.

"No thanks." Louis said with a sigh: "I understand the relationship between the two of us...it would be awkward to say thank you."

Catherine's eyes softened.

"Look, you've calmed down now. It's time to let me go, right?" Louis spread his hands.

Catherine then put him down.

She remembered what her mother said, that she must give her man face outside.

It seems that the effect is quite good.

Catherine has always been a person with a strong desire to win.

"Silly little deer." Catherine's eyes were like a clear spring, gently washing Louis' heart.

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I'm attending someone else's wedding and helping to clean up the wedding room. I'm so tired... There are still a lot of other things to do. I may update twice or three times depending on whether I can get drunk soon... If I get drunk, I guess there won't be any update.

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