I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 23 Dumbledore's Commission

But...it was the eighth-level Shenfeng Wuying, which was unexpected by Louis.

He only knew that he was very talented in black magic, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageously strong, and he couldn't help but have a ruthless thought in his heart.

Do you want to... learn the Unforgivable Curse?

Soon this idea was dispelled.

……

As soon as the two people who had practiced the spell stepped out of the door of the Room of Requirement, they saw Dumbledore standing at the door with his sleeves folded, as if waiting for the two of them.

"Professor." The two greeted in unison.

"It's good to be young." Dumbledore sighed with leisurely eyes: "But it seems a bit too early for you to be in love at your age."

Catherine's face turned red suddenly, and her eyes wandered to one side.Louis didn't think there was anything wrong. He asked directly: "So...Professor, you are still awake at this time. If you were not woken up, then...you must have been woken up."

Good guy, why don't you leave it here?
Dumbledore choked, coughed twice and said, "It's rare to see hardworking young people like the two of you. It would be great if all the students were like you two."

"Looking at your appearance, you should not only come to us two to appreciate our lives, there must be something wrong." Louis tried to cut Lao Deng's middle road.

Dumbledore reached out and took out a piece of Lemon Sherbet from Louis' pocket, unhurriedly peeled off the sugar coating, and put the candy into his mouth.Feeling the sweet lemon aroma, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and after a while, he said slowly: "There is something I need, Louis, to help me, an incompetent principal, think of a solution."

Louis: ?

"That's right. I've always wanted to make my students enthusiastic about their studies, but the effect is not very obvious. So I want to ask you who have studied in the Muggle world, is there any good way?" Dumbledore blinked: "I understand the principle of combining work and rest in learning, but our classmates seem to be too relaxed."

"You said it earlier, I thought it was something." Louis smiled: "I have a lot of ways here."

I have done a lot of scrolls in my previous life, so it is obvious that I have been a good doctor for a long time.

"Then it's settled." Dumbledore put a playful smile on his face again.

"I hope you don't regret it." Louis said quietly.

Dumbledore looked up to think about it, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps: "Well, it seems that Mr. Filch is here. I think you two may be in some trouble, good night~"

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore slipped away very unscrupulously.

Louis patted the shoulder of the senior sister who was still blushing, and reminded: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Filch is coming up..."

……

Louis decided to open a big eye to old Deng who was not loyal.

Sure enough, Harry was still very obedient. He kept Louis' instructions in mind, and he had been preparing for the Potions class last night.At breakfast, Louis did a spot check on his homework, which worked out pretty well.

Draco didn't know what was wrong today, his little face was twisted, and he didn't know who he was awkward with.

After dinner, it was time for Potions class. This was a full hour long class. Everyone sat in the gloomy classroom for a long time before Snape arrived late.

He walked with the wind, and the black cloak was lifted by the movement of walking, like a black bat staggering on the ground.Standing next to the podium, he scanned the classroom twice, picked up the roster and started roll call.

When it reached Harry, it stopped.

He whispered slowly, "Oh, yes—Harry Potter, our new . . . famous character."

Harry looked at Snape neither humble nor humble, thinking about what Louis had told him.

"Professor Snape hates people looking around, you'd better open your eyes and look at him seriously."

His eyes were as dark as his hair, cold and hollow, Harry thought.

"This course doesn't require you to wave your wand stupidly. You are here to learn the precise science and rigorous craftsmanship of this potion configuration." Still slowly: "I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the slow-simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and bursts of fragrance. You will not really understand the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, which is fascinating , the kind of magical power that blurs the will... I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death—”

Speaking of this, he changed his tone: "But there must be one thing, that is, you are not the kind of stupid fools I often meet."

After finishing the classic prologue, the whole class was silent. Louis glanced at Harry to the left, saw that Harry was also secretly looking at him, and gave him a cheering look without a trace.

"Potter!" Snape called his name suddenly, and Harry was terrified when he looked at it, "What will I get if I add daffodil root powder to wormwood infusion?"

"A powerful sleeping pill, Professor, is a dose of death water."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, walked to Harry's side, stared into his eyes without blinking, a smile appeared on his face, but quickly retracted it - because he saw Harry's face , his expression immediately turned into disgust.

A good pair of eyes, why a face?
Harry didn't see Snape's slight expression, he just stared into his dark and deep eyes.

"So, Potter...if I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you go?"

"In the cow's stomach, Professor." Harry replied quickly, and this was the key point that Louis had drawn for him, which was a piece of cake.

Secretly grateful to Louis, he thought about how to treat his good friend to eat two chocolate frogs or something.

"Well, well... Potter, then tell me what's the difference between aconite acanthus and aconite chamaejasma?"

Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, and no one could read anything from his expressionless face.

"Aconitum chamaejasma and Aconitum acanthus are the same plant, and they are collectively called aconitum, Professor."

Harry's self-confidence also improved. Louis had tested him on these questions today. He had a relaxed and confident smile on his face, and blinked at Snape with emerald green eyes.

Snape froze. He remembered the same pair of eyes. The owner of those eyes was so relaxed and confident in Potions class, and he always looked at him with a smile.

That was his lost youth.

"It seems that sometimes fame is not without reason." Snape pulled out an ugly smile: "Five points for Gryffindor."

At this moment, the cubs of Gryffindor cheered like a nest exploded, and Harry looked at Snape with a sincere smile.On the other hand, all the Slytherins were in disbelief. Draco even whispered to Louis whether the current Professor Snape was someone else pretending to be.

"Silence!" Snape said blankly, "Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor for disturbing the classroom order!"

Harry's smile was instantly choked back.

"Looks like not." Draco raised his eyebrows again, glad to see Gryffindor unlucky.

After all, the Snake Academy and the Lion Academy are naturally at odds, and Louis is an oddball among the oddballs.

After tortured Potter, Snape explained twice how to make the scabies potion, and then divided the students into pairs for them to experiment.Harry's team was unlucky, next to Neville and Seamus - these two people can be described as crouching dragons and phoenixes, one is a ruthless person who can boil a cauldron, and the other is a blaster.

But Harry didn't know, and just smiled heartlessly.In fact, even if he knew, according to his kind personality, he would not dislike them.

Louis and Crabbe were assigned together. Seeing that he was so clumsy that he didn't look like he could make potions well, Louis chose to let him do some rough work, such as grinding fang powder.

Snape dragged his long robes around, spitting venom wantonly.Louis, who had the Half-Blood Prince's notes in his hand, was not afraid at all, and cooked a pot of perfect scabies potion with ease.

Looking at the blue potion in Louis' cauldron, Snape nodded with satisfaction: "Very good potion, Slytherin—five points."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Potter Qingkong yell, "Neville! Don't! Don't add porcupine quills!"

The whole classroom looked at Harry, and after he swiftly snatched the porcupine quill from Neville's hand, his face showed a look of survivors: "Neville, you must remove the pot from the fire before adding the porcupine quill. Move it away, or the potion will corrode the cauldron!"

The process of making the scabies potion had been carefully previewed by Louis during the meal this morning.

"Potter is right." Snape's gloomy voice sounded behind Neville: "Mr. Longbottom, you seem to need to stuff a little more into your troll-like brain, at least a little bit more." ..."

"As for you, Ms. Miss (the English custom is that miss comes first, and last name or first name comes after)...Mr. Potter." Snape looked at Harry, with a flash of thought in his eyes: "If you can remind the students in time, Avoid the possibility of him going to the medical wing - three points for Gryffindor."

Harry's mother, before marrying James, was named Evans.

(End of this chapter)