I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

There were many people camping here, and they struggled to get through the two long rows of tents. Louis noticed that most of the tents were nothing special. It was obvious that the tent builders had put a lot of effort into making these tents look like Muggle tents.

There are also those who accidentally go too far and add chimneys, bell ropes or weathervanes as superfluous things, making them look nondescript. However, there are occasionally a few tents that look like they have been enchanted, which is not scientific at all.

This is indeed the case, and they don't even think about it, whose Muggle tent doesn't even have lights, and there will be a bunch of inexplicable lights flickering...

In the center of the camp, there was a tent that stood out. It was made of a lot of silk and satin very lavishly. It looked like a small palace. There were also a few live peacocks tied at the entrance, which looked very impressive. A little further ahead, there is even a four-story tent, like a building, with a garden in front of the door, complete with a bird bath, sundial and fountain.

"Okay, we're here, our territory is ahead." Mr. Weasley said excitedly, pointing forward.

At the edge of the woods at the end of the camp, there were two open spaces with a small sign stuck in the ground. One said "Worey" and the other said "Weasley".

"This place is good, really good!" Mr. Weasley said happily: "The venue is on the other side of this forest, it couldn't be closer."

As he spoke, he took off his backpack from his shoulders: "Okay, strictly speaking, magic is not allowed. Since so many of us have come to Muggle territory, we must abide by Muggle rules. We must use our own It shouldn't be too difficult to put up the tent with your own hands...that's what Muggles do, Harry, where do you think we should start?"

Harry didn't say anything, but pointed to the Wole family.

Mr. Weasley looked in the direction of Harry's finger and saw that Krisstrasa, with the help of Chromie, took out a two-story building from her pocket and plopped it on the ground.

A portable small building, a magical creation that does not require a foundation. The product produced by Dalaran must be a high-quality product.

Mr. Weasley: ...

"Okay, Harry, don't worry about them, let's take care of them." Mr. Weasley said quickly, Louis, well, he can't control it anyway, so he just let them do whatever they want.

This was the first time Louis had seen such a young wizard. A little boy about two years old was squatting outside a large pyramid-shaped tent, holding a wand in his hand, happily poking a slug on the grass. A slug. The slug slowly swelled to the size of a sausage.

As Louis reached him, the boy's mother hurried out of the tent.

"How many times have I told you, Kevin? You're not allowed to touch Dad's wand again... Ouch!"

She stepped on the huge slug and it exploded with a pop. They walked far away, and heard her shouting in the silent air, mixed with the cry of the little boy.

"You crushed Chong Chong! You crushed Chong Chong!"

After walking for a while, they saw two little witches, about the same age as Kevin, riding on two toy broomsticks, flying low, their feet lightly skimming the dewy grass. A wizard working in the ministry had already seen them. He hurried past Louis and muttered uneasily, "It's actually in broad daylight. Tsk, it seems that his parents are probably still sleeping in..."

Louis had already led the people to allocate rooms, and the tents were still being set up over there. He didn't plan to go out to help, but lay on the bed in the room on the second floor and planned to rest for a while.

After lying there for a while, a fierce white light suddenly burst out from the wall, and the wall was also shaking, as if something was about to come out. Louis stood up quickly, took out the wand in his arms, and prepared for battle.

Soon, the location where the light flickered was opened like a door, and after a while, a young black-haired woman walked out of the door.

Louis raised his wand and asked defensively: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the woman tilted her head and looked at Lewis, as if she was sizing him up and had no intention of answering the question.

"Answer my question, or I'll take action!" Lewis warned.

The woman remained unmoved and walked towards him slowly. Lewis always felt that this woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her. But the strange scene where the woman appeared just now made him forget about this little familiarity. The woman got closer and closer, and Louis retreated accordingly until he hit the wall. Louis raised his hand and fired a blue light.

"Stupefy! (passed out)"

The woman stretched out her hand and made a slight move, and a blue ripple blocked the curse. Louis didn't believe in evil, so he fired out several spells like Gatling, but was stopped by the woman.

Just when he summoned Lemonia, the door was opened and Ye Ziyan's startled voice was heard.

"Sister Jade?"

The woman turned her head and saw it was Ye Ziyan, and nodded slightly.

"it's me."

Lewis quickly grabbed Lemonia, who was about to charge into the tornado, and stuffed her back into the space with her unwilling voice.

Just kidding, you are not Frostmourne, and I am not Arthas.

It seems that the woman in front of me is...

"Mom?" Louis asked hesitantly.

Isn’t this too magical?

Emma looked Louis up and down, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Has my good boy grown so tall? His vigilance is good, but... his level is a little worse. I doubt the current Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts. The professors are all served by a group of people."

Look at this quantifier, a group of...

Gee, it seems that the legend of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts started when my mother was in school.

"Now, um... the professor who teaches Louis their Defense Against the Dark Arts class is Louis himself." Ye Ziyan said hesitantly from the side.

Emma raised her beautiful eyebrows as if she didn't believe it: "Hogwarts will allow someone...what grade are you in now?"

"I'll be in fourth grade when school starts, Mom." Louis reminded.

Emma curled her lips and whispered something about a primary school student.

"Let a third-year student teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. It seems that Professor Dumbledore is really... depraved."

Ye Ziyan didn't seem to accept this fact yet. She walked over cautiously and carefully began to look at the good sisters in front of her whom she hadn't seen for many years.

"It's not that I don't believe it, but...how did you...well, I remember that you were dead, right?" Ye Ziyan is indeed a good best friend, and she said words of sisterly harmony.

"Half dead." Emma waved her hand and said impatiently: "Halfway through the ceremony, the spell that old guy Nicoléme gave me was wrong, so it was only half effective in sealing heaven and hell. …”

"That's why they can walk in the world, but they can only appear in the form of possession, right?" Louis suddenly interrupted.

"You are right to understand so." Emma nodded, confirming Louis' guess.

Ye Ziyan still frowned and asked: "Then how did you escape? There was a dragnet around the altar at that time. How did you..."

"How did I escape, right?" Emma smiled and explained for the two of them: "I once saw an ancient spell in a book, which can travel to my son through the index of blood... After realizing my failure, I came to you through this spell... in one click."

"Three angel feathers, an ounce of sand of time, a pint of dragon's tears, and a phoenix tail feather. If you also want to travel through time, I can teach you this spell." When Emma said, she looked at Louis .

"How do you prove that you are my mother?" Lewis was still very vigilant.

"I..." Before Emma could finish her words, the light lit up from the wall again, and the wall shook.

"No, someone is catching up!" Emma's tone seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with her, and her tone was extremely calm.

Solanli'an and Catherine next door also heard the noise here. When Solanli'an opened the door and entered, Solanli'an was about to speak when she was held back by Ye Ziyan.

"There are enemies," she said concisely.

The vibration gradually subsided, the light door opened again, and a handsome man walked in.

He stretched out his hand to block the sunlight coming in from the window. After pausing for a while, he looked at the people in front of him, and after scanning, he found Emma who was staring at him.

"Hey, Emma." He extended his hand to say hello: "It seems you have found a helper, right?"

"Unfortunately, Azazel, you guessed it right." As soon as Emma finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and struck out with a divine blade. Azazel turned aside and avoided most of the curse, but he still scratched his handsome face.

His wound was not red, but glowed with blue-white light, and a light blue liquid flowed from it.

"You are always so rude, girl Siris." Azazel snapped his fingers with a wicked smile, and another man and a woman with an enchanting temperament walked in through the light door behind him.

"It's fair. The three of us will beat you...don't say I'm bullying others." Azazel smiled happily.

Lewis looked at the "people" in front of him and murmured in his heart. He didn't know who these people were, so he asked in a low voice: "Who are they?"

"Fallen Angel." Emma whispered: "This bloodline gate can allow up to two people to pass through. Under the expansion of his magic power, being able to transport four is already the limit. Don't be afraid, they are not the real ones. I will be greatly discounted in the main world. If I can’t defeat you, I’ll leave first.”

"Really?" Louis stretched out his hand and summoned the magic sword Lemonia.

Lemonia was extremely excited. Not only was she not afraid of these three fallen angels, but she was extremely excited.

"Swallow them! Devour them! Take out their intestines!" The coquettish voice resounded throughout the room. If this building hadn't been soundproofed, the entire camp might have had to look over to see what was going on. Son.

"Your sword is good." Azazel commented leisurely: "But she doesn't seem to have a very good temper. I think you need to educate her well."

"Don't you think you talk too much nonsense? Mr. Azazel?" Louis looked at these three fallen angels with unkind eyes.

"You are so rude, little gentleman." Azazel stared at Louis with his blue-white eyes, making him feel a little uncomfortable: "Honestly, I should be able to guess who you are. You should be Emma's son. She is really not afraid of killing her only son due to this crappy bloodline curse. If I had a mother like you, I would definitely sever ties with her."

"To tell you the truth, I think so too." Louis actually agreed with him.

Azazel laughed wildly, but he soon ate Louis' chain lightning of five plus level one, plus a direct lightning bolt.

Sure enough, it worked. Under the attack of chain lightning and DC lightning arrows, Louis had no doubt that he could see the skeletons of these three guys.

Azazel was a little better. The two fallen angels next to him both had long hair. Under Louis' electric attack, one turned into an afro like a sea urchin, and the other turned into an instant noodle head like instant noodles. .

"The power is good." Azazel commented pertinently, and ended up getting another combo of chain lightning and lightning bolt.

Everyone in the room seized the opportunity and used their best magic to attack the three fallen angels, but the effect was lackluster. Only Emma's spell could cause slight damage to them.

"I suspect you haven't had enough to eat, ladies and gentlemen." Azazel smiled slightly, but he soon stopped smiling.

The door was opened again, and a short man with twin ponytails walked in.

"What happened?" Chromie asked with a cute look on his face.

Louis shouted quickly: "You came just in time, Chromie, help me take care of these three fallen angels, damn, don't break the defense..."

"What did I think it was?" Chromie curled his lips, snapped his fingers, and trapped the three fallen angels in the Sands of Time.

Azazel still kept the frozen smile he had when he saw Chromie just now, looking extremely funny. The two followers also had dark faces, as if they had just stolen from someone's farmland. sweet potato.

Louis was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Don't just play with the body, can you do it for the three of them?"

"No, I can't directly deprive this world of any life." Chromie said regretfully.

"Then keep the three of them frozen like this?" Louis asked, chewing his teeth. The biggest problem now is that the attacks of the three of them are completely defenseless to the three fallen angels.

"Of course not." Chromie said in a leisurely tone: "You have to think of a solution quickly. They are too strong and my freezing time is limited."