I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 72
Louis, who survived the catastrophe, lay in his dormitory and had a dream all night.

When he woke up the next morning, he found that he could do it.

It's also the age, if it doesn't work, you really have to see a doctor.

Thinking of this, his eyes were moist.

Louis, who had always been calm, actually did a backflip on the bed, which frightened Draco.

In line with the principle of not asking what shouldn't be asked, Draco obediently chose a word of embellishment.

Until sitting in the auditorium for afternoon tea, Louis was always smiling.

While drinking, Harry and Ron came over with worried faces.

"Louis, Louis."

"What's the matter? You two are so listless?" Louis smiled and picked up a piece of scone.

"Hermione...Hermione..." Harry stammered for a long time and didn't know what to say. Seeing that he didn't speak, Ron hurriedly said: "Hermione, she's crazy!"

"Huh?" The scones in Louis' hands fell to the table with a clatter.

Is it okay if Hermione is crazy?Louis saw the face that Miss Watson would produce somehow later on.

At that moment, not smoking X could not have explained that change.

"Come and take a look with us..."

Gryffindor lounge.

The atmosphere in this lounge, which has always been a good atmosphere, is particularly creepy. Even in the afternoon, people can't help but get goosebumps.

In the afternoon, I don't know where everyone went.

Suddenly, there was an ominous laugh from a room.

The three of them were so scared that one was clever.

Looking closer, it turned out to be Hermione... lying on the bed holding Crookshanks, laughing, kissing and gnawing.

Crookshanks obviously couldn't bear this heavy love, and it looked helpless and helpless, looking a little disillusioned.

"Hey hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee

While kissing, she releases deformed love.

It's a pity not to play Stone Monkey Born...

"Huhuhaha, hehehehahaha! A kitten like you was born to be eaten by your mother! Hahaha! Resistance, resistance is useless... Woohaha!"

Crookshanks was kissed so disillusioned.

"Does this thing bite?" Louis asked, pointing at Hermione hesitantly, and then felt inappropriate, and added: "I didn't mean the cat..."

Well, beavers do bite when cornered.

Hermione lying on the bed heard the sound, looked back, and threw Crookshanks away like an electric shock.

Crookshanks: So love goes away, doesn't it?
"Harry, Ron...Louis, what are you..." She asked with embarrassment, her little face was flushed with shame, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground right now.

"Although... I have always believed that, uh, um, people's behavior is free." Louis said with some hesitation: "But, I still suggest you see a psychiatrist..."

"Crookshanks struggles to eat a bite of your cat's food..." Ron complained as if he was making up for it.

Louis couldn't hold back anymore, and smiled for a long time in front of Hermione.

No one in the trio could hold back Louis's smile, and even Hermione laughed wildly.

After all, what happened just now is really a bit funny.

"So, Hermione, how many kids do you eat for a meal?" Louis asked jokingly.

"One." Hermione pretended to be fierce, her big teeth shining brightly.

After she finished speaking, she laughed herself, and Ron and Harry had already laughed twice.

After laughing for a while, Hermione asked, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Ron was worried about your situation, so he called Louis to take a look." Harry said.

Ron's expression suddenly became unnatural, and he said coyly: "Well, you know, I actually want to see it myself, but I'm afraid you will bite..."

Good guy, it's true that you are single based on your ability.

As a result, Ron received a good beating, and Louis and Harry saw that the situation was not good, so they got rid of it very unscrupulously.

But it turns out that Ron is never the only one who died.

Weekends are always easy, especially at the end of term.Except for a small school bully like Hermione, few people study spontaneously.

It seems that the roll is still not hard enough.

Since Professor McGonagall saw Lewis's test paper, he was immediately astonished. No one else, the main reason is that Lewis's handwriting is neat, standard and beautiful, and compared with Ron and Harry's dog-planed font, McGonagall Professor Ge's heart stopped again.

The next day, she started a vigorous calligraphy practice exercise in the college.After consulting Louis, Professor McGonagall discovered that there is such a good invention as a copybook, which made Louis quite embarrassed-the copybook made by Professor McGonagall was based on his calligraphy.

He accidentally mentioned this to Ron, and now he has been listed as the least popular person in Gryffindor.

Laughing skr people.

Now Hogwarts can often see students bowing their heads in the auditorium, trying to imitate the copybook, trying to write the most beautiful words.

In the room of Responsiveness, the two ended their day of practice early.Because tomorrow is the final exam.

Catherine recalled what had happened to her Gryffindor classmates, and sat on a chair with a strange expression on her face and asked, "So, you did the Gryffindor calligraphy practice?"

The moonlight was like water, pouring into the house from the window, reflecting Catherine's already jade-white skin even more radiant.

"It has nothing to do with me." How could Louis admit this?To be honest, he really wasn't the instigator.Seeing that Catherine still didn't believe it, he explained: "Actually, this has nothing to do with me. It's just that Professor McGonagall saw my handwriting when he was correcting the test paper, so..."

"You just played a small role in it, didn't you?" Catherine knew Louis very well, and she could predict what he wanted to say next.

"Hey...you really found out." Louis smiled shyly.

He sniffed and caught a pleasant smell.Feeling it carefully, it turned out to be his favorite blueberry flavor.

"You smell like blueberries." Louis moved closer to Catherine.

"It's my lip gloss. I chose a blueberry flavor today. Do you like it?"

"Oh, that's good..." Louis thought, then asked, "Does that taste and smell the same?"

"Would you like to try it on?"

"Can I?" Louis hesitated.

Catherine closed her eyes slightly, raised her head, her moist lips looked very alluring.

Louis put his finger out, scraped Catherine's lips and put it in his mouth.

It really tastes like blueberries.

"Really." He said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)