I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 69 I've wanted to do this for a long time!

"If you want to punish me..." Louis swallowed, "Please tell me, don't hang me like this, it's really scary, you know?"

"Hehehe..." Snape's smile was always so sinister, he took a step away, and the serious face of Professor McGonagall appeared.

The corner of his mouth was raised, and he smiled proudly like a crooked dragon king: "I've been really busy recently, so I entrusted Professor McGonagall to punish you for disrespecting the professor—I hope you have a good time, goodbye. "

After speaking, he picked up a gust of wind and blew it away.

Louis looked at Professor McGonagall and asked anxiously, "Professor, you..."

Who knew that Professor McGonagall glanced back at Snape who had gone away, then turned her head again with a swipe, her originally serious face instantly changed into an excited expression, her arms swung back and forth excitedly, happily like A girl: "Nice job, Mr. Mountbatten, I've wanted to do it for a long time!"

(Maomao excited)
Louis, Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at Professor McGonagall with petrified expressions—didn't someone drink Polyjuice Potion and become Professor McGonagall?

Under the incomprehensible eyes of the four, Professor McGonagall happily left their sight.

"This...is Professor McGonagall?" Ron asked uncertainly, "I'm bloody hell, is this Professor McGonagall?"

"Uh, I heard that there is a potion called Polyjuice Potion, which can temporarily change into a person's appearance." Hermione asked hesitantly, "Do you think... someone has become Professor McGonagall?" Woolen cloth?"

"I actually have a question." Louis began to ask questions: "We all know that Professor McGonagall is an Animagus, so here comes the problem, if someone wants to become her, it is her cat form What will the cat hair look like?"

Good guy, Snake has a trick to deal with you, yes.

What a weird and tricky question.

Hermione looked thoughtful, and planned to ask Professor Snape a good question tomorrow.

Asking if you don't understand is the good character of Miss Know-it-all, even when facing an old bat like Snape.

The young wizards in the auditorium who had just taken Lewis's course were happily chatting about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class just now, and talked happily about how interesting Professor Mountbatten was.

The girls formed a circle. At this moment, Draco and Harry did what countless Hogwarts principals, professors, and even the founders of the Big Four failed to accomplish for thousands of years.

They gathered together, for the first time abandoned the views of the academy, and chatted in full swing, discussing how well Draco and Harry fit each other.

So, it was afternoon.

This time he was dressed more normally, in a neat little formal suit, but he looked a bit like a kid.

Even temperament can't make up for the disadvantage of height.

I'm growing taller!He eats a lot of meat, eggs and milk every day, and doesn't care about the Brazilian rainforest at all.

In the third grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Slytherin and Gryffindor are also together.

He really has quite a lot of acquaintances in this class consisting of two colleges.

The Weasley twins of Gryffindor and Catherine of Slytherin are all familiar faces.

The seniors who had known Professor Mountbatten's fresh teaching method for a long time looked at Louis with wide expectant eyes, except Catherine.

Catherine's eyes are like a fan-shaped graph, three parts are ashamed, three parts are worried, three parts are attachment and one part doting.

People are complex, and their attitudes toward others are constantly moving and spiraling upward.

He walked to the podium without being stage-frightened, turned around and said generously, "Okay, let's go to class."

"Good afternoon, teacher—" Just like Sirius' English class, the students stretched their voices and said good afternoon.

It's a professor, not a teacher.

After all, a teaching assistant can also be rounded up to be a professor, just like you can't call a deputy director a director.

This is a place of sophistication, not seriousness.

"I think you may have heard from other students about some small changes I made to the Defense Against the Dark Arts course." As he spoke, Louis clapped his hands and let Tom and Jerry move the Mirror of Erised in: "Of course , this is a cursed course, and I have also asked other professors about everyone's learning progress, and to be honest, I am not very satisfied."

"Principal Dumbledore is not competent, please forgive me for saying that." Louis fired at the principal Dumbledore for the first time: "The magic world is not safe, don't think I am alarmist, look at this magic world! Wizards abound, Death Eaters are about to move, Voldemort may return, do you... really think you're safe?"

"Do you really think that Professor Nianpo of Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts class can really teach you anything useful?"

"No, it's a big mistake, they didn't even fully grasp the progress of each of you, and all kinds of accidents happened, tell me... In this situation, how can you learn well—forgive me for being too straightforward—— This life-saving art?"

Louis clenched his fists, and his tone was full of incitement: "Students, I hope more than anyone else that one day you will not have to study this course against black wizards. As students, do you think I love learning?"

There was a burst of good-natured laughter from the audience.

"Let me tell you, the answer is no, and I don't want to study. But why should I study so hard for this course? Because the world is dangerous, and I, want to live, that's all."

Louis patted his chest and looked around.

"I hope that everyone will never learn this damn course. This wizarding world is no longer full of betrayal, killing, pain, and torture. I even hope that a real order can be established in this wizarding world, which can completely deter black wizards from violating goodness. The Order of the Peaceful Wizards!"

"I know, some of you will say, Mr. Mountbatten! You are dreaming! You are dreaming. Yes, yes, you are right. I am indeed dreaming and dreaming now." , he laughed himself, and the little wizards in the audience also laughed. After laughing for a while, his expression suddenly became extremely serious and serious: "But——what if we take action?"

"Some people will say that we are too young, and the dark wizard will not even look at us - but, in my mother's hometown, there is an immortal philosopher who said such a sentence, a small spark, It can ignite the entire grassland! Although we are young, we are like the spark, and one day, we will be able to burn all the poisonous weeds of black wizards in this entire grassland called the Magic World!"

(End of this chapter)