I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

Human beings have three major essences, repeaters, pigeons and true fragrance. Professor Snape did not see the other two points, but true fragrance is real.

After all, in Snape's view, people are crucibles and food is potion. If you don't eat a meal, you have to send it.

I didn't forget to be picky when I was eating, saying that the food was a bit spicy and the taste was not very good, but I was able to show off the magic bread with the food as fast as anyone else.

It’s just what I’m used to, Louis complained bitterly in his heart.

I originally wanted to be patient, but the more I thought about it, the more angry I became. When I took a step back, I became more and more frustrated. I couldn't help but say: "If you like it or not, I will take it."

Snape raised his head and glanced at him arrogantly, but said no more.

The meaning of those words is already very obvious, give me a face...

Louis didn't continue teasing him, but kept his head down and continued to work. After all, he would have to look for the ring later.

After eating, Professor Dumbledore picked up a piece of paper and wiped his mouth. He didn't know what magic spell he had used in his hands. He just heard a "ding" and something fell from the bookshelf not far away. Come down.

Lewis stared at it for a long time, then said dryly: "Why didn't you use this method earlier? We spent the whole morning looking for it."

"It's boring to go back anyway, why not play here for a while." Dumbledore's tone was relaxed and freehand.

Louis could only say that you are cruel enough. He stepped forward and saw that the little thing was indeed a ring with the familiar Peverell coat of arms printed on it - he had seen it on Harry's cloak.

"It's the Resurrection Stone." Louis turned around and said, "You two wait for me a moment and let me purify this thing first."

So, he took out the Heart of Oak and started reading the message to the ring that seemed to be the Resurrection Stone.

A holy brilliance flashed, and black smoke began to emit from the small ring.

It’s hard to imagine that such a small and exquisite ring would have Ohio-level smoke coming out of it, which almost killed Louis. Thanks to Dumbledore's first blow of air in time, his face was saved from being completely blackened by the smoke.

Then, a group of black skulls, which seemed to be composed of solid black smoke, rushed toward Louis with a silent scream and a sad and ferocious expression.

Another group of people dispersed, and the black smoke was like Hiroshima in front of the little boy, melting instantly with devastating force.

"It's a good spell." Dumbledore nodded, stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Can this ring be used?"

Lewis said nothing, bent down to pick up the ring and put it into his pocket: "Of course, we can go back to school now."

Dumbledore said nothing, his blue eyes flashing behind his half-moon lenses.

"Don't worry, I can't escape you." Louis curled his lips: "You can let us look for you all morning, but you can't let me hang on you all afternoon? Don't you think so, Professor Snape? We might as well come and vote."

He turned his eyes to Snape. Snape curled his lips and betrayed Louis' camp magnificently: "Since it is a vote, I think it is better to follow what Professor Dumbledore said. After all, the water content of this Resurrection Stone is It’s too deep and you can’t grasp it.”

Good guy, you are Pan Zi, right? No, you are Si Zi...

What kind of friendship with Lus!

"Headmaster Dumbledore has been playing with us like mules for a whole morning, and you just forgive him?" Louis asked reluctantly.

"Who makes your poor professor want to use this magical resurrection stone?" Professor Snape spread his hands and twisted his mouth like a dragon king.

Okay, I misjudged you. Louis glanced at Snape angrily, thinking that if there was a chance to resurrect Aunt Lily, he would give Snape eye drops and remember all the good things he had done to Harry over the years. speak out!

Of course Snape wouldn't notice Louis' expression. His mind was now occupied with the Resurrection Stone.

After all, nothing is more important than Lily.

If I have to say it, Snape is not a boiling sheep, at most he is a black tiger.

After returning to school, Louis did not visit the emotional scene of middle-aged and elderly people in the principal's office, but returned home early.

The family members were all sitting on the sofa with serious faces, as if they were holding some kind of criticism meeting, and they couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"What's wrong? How many of you?" he asked with some fear.

No one answered him, so Catherine handed him a stack of paper with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Lewis said, turning over the pages.

Oh, it's a secret report from the Royal Navy, 100% sent by old Louis.

There is also a compact voice recorder.

"Trafalgar class, HMS Triumph? Lost contact on St. Helena Island... Isn't this a nuclear submarine?" Louis flipped through the pages of the report, and a line of small words caught his attention.

"Suspected of being attacked by an unknown creature and now out of contact?" Lewis frowned and looked up at everyone with heavy faces, "What kind of creature is it?"

Emma sighed: "Turn on the recorder and listen..."

Louis opened the recorder as he was told, and bursts of electric microphone sounds came from inside.

"Devonport... Devonport... This is the Triumph nuclear submarine, please call Devonport..."

After another burst of electric microphone sound, a female voice rang.

"Call Triumph, Devonport is calling Triumph..."

The sound of tearing electricity sounded, and after a while, there was another intermittent scream.

"Jesus H. Fxxk! What kind of monster is this... (sizzling)...it's going to eat people...don't let him come, (squeaking) Lawrence, are you okay...oh my God...it's Octopus face..."

Then, there was an extremely shrill scream, and the voice of the recorder suddenly stopped.

"Octopus face?" Lewis quickly caught the blind spot, "It's the Faceless One..."

"Yes." Chromie said with a serious face, "However, it must be an accident. The ancient gods will not reach out to the earth..."

"No, this is definitely not an accident." Lewis sat on the sofa and flicked the cabinet with his fingers: "In the legends of the earth, there are many faceless men, among which Cthulhu is the most famous."

What Lewis did not say is that the prototype of the Ancient God of Azeroth is the Cthulhu myth... Of course, there is more than one prototype of Cthulhu.

"Never treat anything as an accident, Chromie." Louis stretched out a finger: "This matter shouldn't be that simple. Let me think about it..."

Louis flicked his fingers on the table, stringing together all the previous events. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Chromie: "Is it possible that the demons from hell and the Faceless Men are in collusion?"

"It is very possible," Chromie nodded solemnly: "If it is the Faceless Men, they can use the power of the ancient gods to break through some seals and release their Faceless Men... But among them I don’t know if there is Warlord Krasis or not…”

"Go check it out." Lewis sighed, "The ancient gods are a cancer in the world. They cannot be allowed to corrupt the world..."

"I understand." Chromie certainly knew the dangers of the ancient gods, and she answered without any doubts.

Emma also stood up and said solemnly: "I will go with you, Ms. Chromie, one more person will give you more strength."

Chromie looked at Emma and then at Louis. When the latter nodded, he agreed with a smile.

After they left, the atmosphere in the room was still solemn. Lewis asked with some confusion: "You don't know any ancient gods, so what are you worried about?"

"We treated it as a trivial matter at first, but it wasn't until Chromie showed us the scene of N'zoth's invasion that we realized the seriousness..." Ye Ziyan looked at Louis with worry, "Louis, are you okay? Don’t take it lightly…”

"Don't worry, Ye Zi, I have seen that kind of doomsday scene." Louis thought to himself, not only have I seen it, even N'Zos himself...the god was overturned by his own car...

Channel is proficient in fire magic, so he is so arrogant.

How did that sentence come about? There is no road in this world. If Pyro attacks too much, it will become a road.

"If the sky falls, I will hold it up, you just need to be happy." Lewis said, pinching Krisstrasa who was still shivering, "It's not good for the little red dragon to be so cowardly... "

Can you not be afraid of what you are saying? After all, Krisstrasa is also an adult red dragon, and she has experienced the Quicksand War personally.

C'Thun's minions alone can trap the descendants of the Aspect Dragon behind the wall of quicksand. Krisstrasza doesn't think she has more heads than Anachronos.

After finally stabilizing the little red dragon's mood, Louis breathed a sigh of relief. Women, whether they are female dragons or women, coaxing them is a physical job.

The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye it was the beginning of the next semester. During this period of time, Snape's mood was obviously much more relaxed. Even when Neville caused a cauldron explosion in class, it was all said in a single sentence, without even deducting a single point.

The students from both houses looked at Snape in the wrong way. Is this still our double-standard Professor Snape? Neville made such a big mistake, so he didn't need to be punished, but he didn't even get any points deducted?

"I said he must have been transformed by someone who drank Polyjuice Potion." Ron lowered his voice and whispered to Harry. Fortunately, Snape was in the front row concentrating on the notes in his hand and didn't hear it, otherwise he would have been punished. He was convinced at once.

"Isn't this good?" Harry thought this was not bad. He looked at the abnormal Snape happily, and then he turned to look at Louis, who was opposite him, and asked curiously: "Roman Is what you said true? Oh my god, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"You're just not used to it." Louis rolled his eyes, maliciously speculating on what kind of ecstasy soup Lily had given Snape.

After Potions class came Charms class. Since Snape was still powerful, Hermione did not dare to whisper in Potions class. Instead, she waited until she entered the Charms classroom before questioning Harry in a low voice.

"You clearly said you had solved the clue to the golden egg!" Hermione said angrily.

"Keep your voice down!" Harry said angrily. "I just need to be clearer, can't I?"

Harry did hear the mermaid singing in the prefects' bathroom, but he had no clue about the content of the song and had no idea what it was about.

As a person with a good face, he didn't want to admit that he didn't hear anything - just like a duck listening to thunder in the water and glaring at the golden egg.

"That song is too complicated, Hermione." Ron explained for him: "We can't ask you to listen to it together, after all... it has to be in the water..."

Hermione glanced at the two of them and growled in a low voice: "Can't we just find a higher basin? You two are really not using your brains..."

At this point, the two of them suddenly realized that they even went to his sister's bathroom...

Louis leaned on the table and smiled. In fact, he had known this for a long time, but this was also a perfect opportunity to take a bath with Catherine, wasn't it?

The weird tricks of scumbags are sometimes really profound.

In Charms, Louis sat in the last Slytherin row and began to take a nap, while Harry, Ron and Hermione sat alone at a table at the back of the classroom. The spell they were going to practice today was exactly the opposite of the Flying Curse - it was a Banishing Curse.

Because things flying around the classroom could easily cause accidents, Professor Flitwick gave each student a large pile of soft pads to practice with so that if they went astray, they wouldn't get hurt.

The idea was good, but the execution was not smooth. Neville was so inaccurate with his spells that he always accidentally sent heavy objects flying all over the room - like Professor Flitwick.

When Professor Flitwick came down gasping for air, Neville brought another mattress away and smashed Louis' head in.

He opened his sleepy eyes and looked for the culprit. Soon he found Neville, who was pretending to be transparent and kept glancing at him. He couldn't help but glared at Neville, "Good boy, first the professor and then the associate professor." Are you going to rebel...

Neville was so stared at that he shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

Draco and the others practiced well, and even started to command the mattresses to start playing the Mattress Flying Banishing Curse. At some point, a mattress hit Seamus, and the boy shouted and started to join the battle. The group, Gryffindor definitely couldn't sit idly by, they also started to join in the melee against Slytherin, and they were having fun for a while. Professor Flitwick shivered, lowered his head to avoid a soft cushion, and turned around The head is moistened.

Not forgetting to tell Louis to take control of the situation.

Can Louis, a good student, endure it? That was definitely not possible. He quietly threw a confusion spell at Neville who had just hit him, and the latter directly used the spell to fly Professor Flitwick over.

"Ah ah ah, let me out!" Professor Flitwick quit. Neville also woke up and looked at Professor Flitwick in front of him with a confused look on his face.

who I am? Where am I? what did I do?

Could it be... that the professor was attracted here?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, and suddenly, a string of electronic music floated through his heart.

It’s over, Barbie Q is over…

After the operation, I had a low fever, my legs hurt, I was also dizzy, I couldn’t concentrate at all, and my liver lasted all afternoon and all night...