I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 183 The Flying Genius Girl
"cousin."

A female voice sounded in Louis' ear.

Louis turned his head and saw his distant cousin, little Elizabeth of the Gloucester family.

(Character card of leader Luminas Sunscar)
It was a bit embarrassing, he didn't pay attention to the sorting ceremony just now, he didn't even know when his cousin was sorted or which college she went to.

Catherine saw Louis' embarrassment, and said first, "Welcome to Slytherin."

"Are you my cousin's girlfriend?" Elizabeth looked Catherine up and down, stretched out her right hand, and smiled reservedly: "I'm Elizabeth Gloucester, nice to meet you."

"Catherine Walley." Catherine also took Elizabeth's little hand.

Louis endured it for a while, and suppressed the phrase "Why did you come to Hogwarts?" He remembered that his aunt had called him before, saying that little Elizabeth from the Gloucester family had received the admission notice. book.

He had forgotten about this matter to death. It should be said that he really deserved to be a little scumbag. He had to forget something important every semester during the holidays.

"How is it? Do you like the environment here?" Louis began to remedy, trying to restore his image in his sister's heart.

The young Elizabeth didn't realize the fact that her cousin had forgotten her. She looked at Dumbledore in the guest seat, and then at the students from the four colleges, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, it's quite fresh...at least not like Muggle schools are just as boring."

"Really." Louis said, and secretly sent a recognition to his sister.

Talents: Charms (9), Potions (6), Transfiguration (10), Dark Arts (10), Defense Against the Dark Arts (10), Flying (17), Herbalism (4), Divination (8) .

Louis looked at his sister's measurements... no, it was various attributes, and thought that Slytherin Quidditch would be saved.

At least the Gryffindor dynasty ruled by Harry seems to be unstable.

"Lilibe." Louis said again, "Have you ever heard of Quidditch?"

"Quidditch?" Elizabeth tilted her head in thought, then shook her head in denial, "I've never heard of it."

Louis didn't know his distant cousin very well, so he could only smile and say, "Well, when the Quidditch match is held in a few days, I'll just go and see."

"A game?" Elizabeth's eyes blazed with flames: "Is it a sports game? Like football or basketball, right?"

As he spoke, he looked at his good cousin with longing eyes.

"Uh, maybe it's a bit more barbaric than these two." Louis said a little awkwardly, in order not to scare his sister into retreating, he could only try his best to circle back: "It's just riding on a broomstick, it's very exciting ..."

"Flying broomstick! Cool!" Elizabeth clenched her hands into fists, as if she was already imagining herself soaring in the blue sky.

Her voice was quite loud, which attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

"Marcus." Louis saw the big bucktooth (Aunt Rowling's bug), he patted his sister on the shoulder, and introduced Marcus: "This is my sister, Elizabeth Gloucester, a very Talented Seeker."

Where does Marcus dare to ask you how you know, His Highness's order is an imperial decree, just follow it.

"Alright Your Highness, tomorrow we will take Ms. Gloucester to special training."

He had already figured it out, anyway, it was His Highness's younger sister, since His Highness is so powerful, the younger sister must also be very talented.

Louis thought about it, and then said: "Let's use Draco's broomstick first, I don't think you bought a broomstick, did you?"

Hearing his name, Draco turned his head to take a look, then absently turned back to the food in front of him.

Harry and Ron also heard the conversation here, and the kid Harry came up to say hello with a smile: "Hello, Louise's sister, my name is Harry Potter, if you don't have a broom, you can use my broom for the time being." Nimbus 2000..."

Elizabeth smiled politely, and said to Louis, "No need...Louis, I saw that Firebolt at the broom shop earlier, so I ordered one, and it should be there tomorrow, right?"

Saying this, Harry's heart skipped a beat.

"Oh?" Louis became interested: "How much did it cost? I know that old guy Richard, he is old Grandet, and trying to get some money from him is as difficult as going to heaven. He was so angry..."

"Father is not as stingy as you said!" Elizabeth snorted, "I bought it with pocket money, and it's not expensive. The price is less than [-] pounds. The things in your magic world are really cheap..."

"Thirty thousand pounds? How much galleons is that?" Ron asked stupidly. He was from a purely magical family and had no idea of ​​the purchasing power of the pound.

"It's more than 5000 Galleons, it's almost my monthly living expenses..." Elizabeth looked indifferent, anyway, I'll ask my father for it after spending it all.

For her, whose family background is a little bit rich, money is something that comes from the wind.

Harry didn't want to struggle for a moment, and words like rich women are hungry and hungry almost popped out of his mouth.

But fortunately, he thought of Ginny so much in his heart, so he didn't lose his composure too much.

He and the two brothers Ron returned to their seats in desperation. Who are these people... too extravagant!
By tradition, the Hogwarts school song is sung before Dumbledore declares the banquet over.The students of the other three houses who had been baptized by Roma Gayle last year were all looking forward to what Slytherin would do this year.

Did not let everyone down, this year the gas burst Su.

It's self-destroying...ah no, it's the tune of the Unbreakable〇Union.

All the students wanted to call Ulla.

After the school song chorus ended, the students walked to their respective colleges under the leadership of the prefects.

Louis was not in a hurry to return to his office. He asked Catherine and Christaza to go back and clean up the house first, while he followed the prefect to the Slytherin lounge.

According to the usual practice, he has to give lectures to the freshmen, which can be regarded as a rule.

"I won't say too much." Louis didn't have the bad habit of talking endlessly like some people, he simply said: "Slytherin is a group, I hope everyone will be united."

"It's okay to pull the mountain top, students, but don't go too far."

On the way, he briefly introduced his cousin Elizabeth of the Gloucester family to the students. It felt a bit like he wanted to play with Elizabeth in a way of giving and receiving power privately.

As for your own family, you can't be cheap for outsiders, can you?
The students looked at Elizabeth, who looked harmless to humans and animals, and no one dared to underestimate her. Who knew what weird magic Louis taught her?

Of course, all this is not without cost. The cost is that Elizabeth has to receive intensive training every day. First, Ron and Harry will take her to the Room of Response for training.

As the younger sister of King Juan, won't she be rolled up in this river?

This is in the Ganges.

The next morning, Louis woke up refreshed. There was no Defense Against the Dark Arts class today, and he didn't take many classes, so it was considered leisure.The first period is the divination class at nine o'clock, which is taught by Professor Sybill Trelawney, a well-known Hogwarts magician.

"I need to remind you that Professor Trelawney is a bit naughty." Catherine forked a roasted tomato for Louis: "You need to eat more vegetables to be healthy."

"I found that I can't get fat by eating anything, so let's eat some meat." Louis said, forking the roasted tomato back to Catherine's plate.

Of course Catherine would not do it, she said with some embarrassment: "What you eat is related to... In short, you are not allowed to eat meat, it tastes better when you eat more vegetables!"

Louis froze for a moment, and then understood the car Catherine was driving.

He smiled and accepted the roasted tomato, forget it, and serve the people.

Eating more vegetables is actually quite good.

The divination class is on the top of the North Tower, and it takes about seven or eight minutes to walk there from the office on the third floor. In fact, Hogwarts Castle is really quite big.

For a road idiot like Louis, getting to the north tower from the third floor is a relatively difficult task. Fortunately, Christaza volunteered to stand up, which resolved his road idiot crisis.

When I got to the eighth floor, I also encountered a huge painting, which showed a vast prairie.

"I don't like prairie." Louis admired the painting in front of him, and commented: "Somewhere, prairie is a relatively... well, not very good analogy."

"Huh?" Kristaza didn't understand what Louis was saying, maybe she didn't listen at all, and was just struggling with the twist candy in her hand.

Louis knew the character of Maid Dragon, so he didn't delve into it. He continued walking along the corridor, and there was a narrow spiral staircase in front of him.

"It's here, I'll go back to the master first." Kristaza didn't give Louis a chance to refuse, and returned to the office on the third floor in a flash.

After climbing the last few stairs, Louis landed on a small platform. Most of the people who signed up for the divination class were here. There was no one on the landing. Look around, there is a circular activity on the ceiling. A board door with a bronze plaque on the door.

It read "Sybill Trelawney, Teacher of Divination."

"Let us in, Professor Trelawney." Louis said softly.

As if answering him, the trap door opened suddenly, and a silver ladder appeared in front of him.

Climbing up the ladder, he came to a classroom of the utmost oddity—not a classroom at all, more like a mixture of a Chinese loft and an English teahouse, with at least twenty small round tables crammed into it. inside.There are Indian calico armchairs and small bulging cushions around each table. The curtains are drawn to block the intrusion of sunlight. The pot, an indescribable fragrance emanates from the pot.

Around the circular walls were shelves filled with gray plumes, candle stubs, worn playing cards, ancient Thyrian coins, tortoise shells, yarrow, countless silver crystal balls, and a large pile of tea sets.

A voice suddenly came out of the shadows, it was a soft and vague voice, and it sounded like an old magic stick.

"Welcome..." said the voice, "It's good to see you in the physical world at last."

Louis was really afraid that she would say that if she wanted to tell good or bad luck, it would be a piece of ocean.

Professor Trelawney stepped out of the shadows. She was very thin, with large glasses that took up half of her face. The glasses were about as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle, and her eyes were enlarged a bit.

She was wearing a light and transparent sara-like shimmering shawl, many necklaces and beads hung on her long and thin neck, and various bracelets and rings were worn on her arms. It was obvious that each small jewelry was different. style.

The different styles here are not as simple as being different, but each one can be seen at a glance that they are obviously not the product of the same civilization.

"Sit, my boys, sit," said Professor Trelawney, and the students climbed into the chairs and sat down, or sank into the bulging cushions.

Louis and Draco sat around a small table together, and the three of Harry looked at each other and came over to sit with them.

Seeing Harry approaching, Draco smirked and passed out.

Installed.

An angry Harry almost stomped on him.

"Welcome to Divination," said Professor Trelawney, seated herself in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace. There may not be any real communication in the physical world."

what?Are you okay chatting with Cthulhu?
"Since you have chosen the divination class." After Professor Trelawney said this, he began to arrange the shawls. The students did not dare to show their anger. They watched Professor Trelawney fiddling there carefully for a long time before raising their heads. Continued: "I must warn you at the outset that this is the most difficult lesson of all magical arts, and if you do not have 'sight' there is very little I can teach you, and in this respect books can only can take you this far."

As Professor Trelawney said, he gestured a very, very small distance with his hand.

After hearing these words, all four people at the table focused their eyes on Hermione's face. Hermione was also a little flustered. She was surprised to hear that the books for this course were not very useful.

"Many witches and wizards, for all their genius at banging, smelling and suddenly invisibility, cannot see through the fog into the future," continued Professor Trelawney, the light at the bottom of her wine bottle Flashed across the glasses: "This kind of talent can only be possessed by very few people, you, boy."

Suddenly she said to Neville, "Is your grandma all right?"

Neville was so frightened that he almost rolled off the cushion.He trembled and replied, "I guess it's okay?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure." As Professor Trelawney said, the dancing flames began to dance on her earrings, making the mysterious aura of the magic stick even more treacherous.

(End of this chapter)