I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 2 Choosing a Wand is Like Pursuing a Girl
When he was about to retract the system panel, Louis happened to see through the translucent light curtain that the silver-gray cat slanted and jumped gracefully along the window to his desk.

"You are awesome." Louis pinched Maomao's left front paw and made a handshake: "You are a big shot."

It was only when I got closer that I realized that Mao Mao's face had patterns like glasses.Louis only thought it was familiar, but for a moment he couldn't figure out where the familiarity was.

He held the cat's head in his hand, as if he felt that the cat's head was not round enough, so he kept rubbing it.The tabby cat was shocked, the pupils of its eyes were dilated to the extreme, and its mouth was slightly opened, in a state of bewilderment.She never dreamed that the little gentleman in front of her would dare to rub a cat of unknown origin.

Keep spinning until there is a sound, and the achievement frame appears in front of your eyes.

Meow, meow, good! (Feats of Strength)
Achievement Profile: Interact with Professor McGonagall in cat form
Achievement Reward: Transfiguration talent +1
"Ah, this..." Louis was numb, how could he be able to get the professor with a random cat?
He dared to swear to the lamp that he definitely didn't intend to do anything to Professor McGonagall, it was because he liked cats so much.

Taking advantage of Louis' stupefied energy, Professor McGonagall also regained his composure, jumped out of Louis' clutches, stood up in his dull eyes, and quickly turned into a cat-faced old...old catwoman.

Professor McGonagall was not wearing a hat, her black hair pulled back neatly.She wore a pair of very old-fashioned square-rimmed glasses. After all, she was the dean, and there was a bit of sternness in her eyes.

"Ma'am, I...uh..." Louis didn't know what to say.

"I can understand your surprise now, Mr. Mountbatten." Professor McGonagall tidied up her appearance, pursed her thin lips and continued, "I hope you won't blame me for trespassing on your home, I am from Hogwarts Vice-headmaster and professor of Transfiguration, Minerva McGonagall."

"Uh, that's not going to happen." Louis stretched out his small hand: "I'm Louis Mountbatten, it's an honor to meet you, Professor McGonagall."

A gentleman among gentlemen, Louis had impeccable manners.Coupled with his cuteness, which can be said to be a disaster for the country and the people, Professor McGonagall was a little unhappy and disappeared in an instant.

Who would be angry with a person who is carved in pink and jade?
A gentleman with a noble background and good looks, Professor McGonagall can't think of a reason to hate him.

He is so taller than that stinky little dragon in the Malfoy family, Professor McGonagall doesn't mind talking and laughing with the little guy.

"I think you have probably received our letter." Professor McGonagall was referring to the letter that had just been delivered: "Mr. Mountbatten, you are a born wizard, do you know that?"

"I just found out." Louis smiled politely and moved a stool for Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you." Professor McGonagall sat down and continued: "Hogwarts will send school staff to some Muggle families to guide them to buy items for school in Diagon Alley."

She paused, and continued: "Since the situation you are currently in is rather special, I will guide you into the magical world."

"Professor, what is a Muggle?" Louis had a cute face, and his acting skills were comparable to Oscar winners.

"Poor child." Professor McGonagall stroked Louis' head pitifully, and explained to him: "Muggle is what we call ordinary people who don't know magic."

"Then...professor, can you tell me the story of the magical world?"

"I'm afraid it won't work, kid." Professor McGonagall stroked his head, not to mention, the smooth hair feels really good.

"It's too late in time. If you agree to enter Hogwarts, I will take you to Diagon Alley to buy things."

"I have no objection, Professor." Louis said with a smile on his face, "If you are going to leave in a while, please allow me to ask the butler to prepare the car first."

"No need, child, please hold out your hand."

Louis stretched out his little hand as he said, and after a while of dizziness, Louis found himself in a noisy and dirty bar.

The expected nausea from motion sickness did not appear, and Louis was still wondering if there was a mistake in the book, when Professor McGonagall’s praise rang in his ears.

"The physique is very good, Mr. Mountbatten. Generally speaking, for a young wizard like your age, being teleported by Apparation will be uncomfortable for a while."

"Thank you, Professor." Louis gracefully looked up and nodded at Professor McGonagall.

The child... Professor McGonagall thought, involuntarily smoothing Louis's soft hair again.

After greeting the bar owner, Professor McGonagall led Louis to a wall.She took out her wand, pointed to the bin as if she were pointing at a blackboard, and said, "Mr. Mountbatten, remember this bin. Count three pieces on top of it, and two pieces across it—like this."

She gestured and tapped three times on the brick where the wand rested: "Tap three times, and there will be changes."

As Professor McGonagall's voice fell, the bricks began to shake non-stop, retreating one by one, forming a small hole, the hole became bigger and bigger, and after a while, a bright passage was formed in front of them.

Sunlight shines in through the open passageway, illuminating the originally dark bar.

"Cool." Louis exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Diagon Alley is very chaotic, a bit like the vegetable market in his previous life, the road for people to walk is very narrow, and there are various street stalls set up by wizards on both sides, some wizards stop and go, pick and choose from the stalls and ask questions. Asking questions, Louis immediately moved his DNA.

"Moonshine grass, fresh moonshine grass, high-quality moonshine grass, one three Galleons!"

"Phoenix Tears! High-grade Phoenix Tears! Abundant magic power, the best choice for advanced potions, 68 Galleons are sold!"

"Lapis lazuli, opal, magic potion, let you have more abundant magic power, everything is for sale, please take a look!"

Louis's primary goal is to exchange some Galleons.

But... what was more embarrassing was that he left in a hurry without any money, only the checkbook in his pocket.

Louis turned his head to look at Professor McGonagall, and said dryly, "Professor, it seems that we were in a hurry when we left the house. I only have a checkbook with me."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, Gringotts has a wide range of businesses, and Muggle checks can also be cashed for Galleons."

Professor McGonagall said, took his hand and walked towards Gringotts.

According to Louis's visual inspection, Gringotts should be the neatest building in this alley.

Passing through the bronze-colored gate, Louis couldn't help but look at the dwarfs with long arms and legs—he had never seen such intelligent creatures, at least never with his own eyes.

"It's the goblin, the staff of Gringotts." Professor McGonagall explained to Louis in a low voice.

She was very satisfied, and Louis's eyes were only a little surprised and then retracted, unlike other Muggle children who stared impolitely.

The goblin guarding the gate bowed to the two, and then a second gate appeared in front of them. Unlike the previous one, it was silver and engraved with some words.

Louis didn't bother to take a closer look, but just followed Professor McGonagall inside.

Two goblins, presumably the lobby manager, bowed to them and led them into a marble hall.

Goblins do everything, weighing gems, gold, bringing people in and out, and signing. Professor McGonagall found a free window and asked, "Hello, we are going to Something in Albus Dumbledore's gold stock."

"Have you got his key, ma'am?"

"Yes, I brought it." Professor McGonagall took out a bronze key from nowhere, and handed something wrapped in a black bag to the goblin.

The goblin took it, checked it roughly, nodded and said: "No problem, just leave it to us."

"Sir, what is the exchange rate between the pound and the Galleon?"

Louis asked the goblin.

"1:5, but there is a limit of one thousand per year for each Muggle student, my lord."

"A check?"

"OK."

Louis quickly took out the checkbook and wrote out a check for [-] pounds, tore it off and held it between his fingers with a smile, "I want to exchange it for [-] galleons."

After changing Garen, the first thing to do was to buy a wand.

As the so-called wand is the second life of a wizard, just for this proverb, you have to be the first to buy a wand, right?

Professor McGonagall was already familiar with the way of Diagon Alley. She took Louis with ease to search around and found the wand shop with a strong sense of time erosion.

A wand stood alone on a faded purple cushion in the window.The gold lettering on the door has peeled off, and it reads: "Ollivander, fine wand maker since 380 BC".

The shop was small, with nothing but a bench, and thousands of long, narrow boxes of wands stacked almost to the ceiling.After finally getting in, Louis happened to see Ollivander dozing off on the counter.

"Hi, how are you?" Louis greeted politely.

"Huh?" Ollivander pulled his head out of his arms, the red marks on his face were clearly visible.He shook his head "dululu" trying to wake up, tried to focus his eyes, and finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

"Professor McGonagall? Oh, hello, you must be bringing new Muggle students here to buy wands?"

"Yes." Professor McGonagall patted Louis's little head, which felt good, and motioned him to move forward.

"Can you tell me your name, child." Ollivander continued to explain: "Sorry, wizards who buy wands from me need to be recorded by the Ministry of Magic."

"My name is Louis Mountbatten, sir." Louis introduced himself very politely.

"Ah...Mr. Mountbatten." Ollivander's eyes flashed with reminiscence: "May I ask if David Mountbatten is yours..."

"It's my father, sir," Louis replied politely.

"Oh, yes." Ollivander chuckled: "You are more like your mother—ah, the oriental name is really tricky, I still prefer to call her Emma... I remember her, a A very kind oriental qi refiner."

"I'm sorry, I like to talk about the past when I'm old." Ollivander looked at Louis who was a little depressed, and suddenly said, "Mr. Mountbatten, which arm do you use most?"

"Left hand, sir." Louis held his arm up for Ollivander to measure.

Ollivander took out the tape measure and threw it into the air, and the tape measure leisurely approached Louis. First, he took the measurements, from arms to forearms, from height to head circumference, making one wonder if he was selling magic wands or clothes and hats. of.

"Please wait patiently, Mr. Mountbatten, the wands I sell here are all unique, so the procedure will naturally be more cumbersome."

Ollivander saw the confusion in Louis's eyes, and carefully explained to him: "Only with accurate body data can we choose the most suitable wand for you...Okay, you can come here now."

The tape measure leisurely returned to Ollivander's hand, and Louis followed the tape measure to the counter, and Ollivander pulled out a wand from behind: "In order to match your body data, I already have some backup options, I hope May meet your expectations...Here, try this, beech, [-] [-]/[-] inches, with a unicorn core."

Louis took the wand, and the top of the wand flashed brilliant light instantly, and the whole wand shook rapidly.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Louis felt that this wand...is a bit pleasant?
"Ha, it's really the first time I've seen a little wizard who fits so perfectly after getting the first wand." Ollivander seemed to have discovered the new world: "Mr. Louis, it seems that this wand is very suitable for you, I will Let’s just say, although the complicated measuring method is laborious, it’s just for you to quickly find the wand that suits you... Just like chasing girls, you don’t think that all girls will fall in love with you, right? Now , try injecting a little magic power into the wand, just a little bit."

Louis obeyed and injected a little magic power into the wand.

Who knows that it's okay not to input, once the wand is input, a hemispherical glow composed of golden magic power expands rapidly, sweeping across the entire storefront.

"Clatter..." The boxes containing the wands were opened one after another, and the wands crowded around Louis one after another, trying to get closer to him as much as possible, as if they wanted him to try themselves.

"Is this the complexity you said?" Louis looked at Ollivander with a look of astonishment and hell through the gap between the wands: "I think everyone likes me?"

(End of this chapter)