Hogwarts: You are a devil!

That's luck. The guy with deep luck is called the protagonist. Someone will come to rescue him if he is in trouble. If he jumps off the cliff, he will either meet the grandfather or find the legacy of the master.

If you ask an ordinary person to try jumping off a cliff, he will be lucky if he breaks both legs. How many people have lost their lives due to losing their footing and falling off the cliff.

No, the benefits of increased luck were immediately apparent. Louis, who was accurately hit by the life-killing curse, not only did not die, but also awakened a new talent.

? ? ? : Bloodline talents, all attributes improved

The newly appeared talent and race lines mean that he is not a pure human being. He is probably in a similar situation to Fleur. His ancestors have intermarryed with other races.

It's a pity that I don't know what race it is. The new talent is so strong, it must be a dragon.

Um... There is no physical difference between dragons and humans, and the models are not the same. Moreover, dragons are oviparous animals and humans are viviparous animals. The reproductive isolation between the two is probably higher than Mount Everest.

"Oh my God, you finally woke up! I thought you would never wake up."

A joyful voice came from outside the door, interrupting Louis' fantasy about his bloodline.

He moved his eyes away from the property panel and looked at the door of the school doctor's office. The first thing that caught his eye was two balls of hair that looked like fire.

Needless to say, the visitors were none other than the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan, and the joking voice came from Fred's mouth.

"Why are you here? Well, maybe I should ask how long it's been since I passed out. Have I finished the circus show?"

The time on the watch showed 12:34, and coupled with the feeling of fullness in his stomach, Louis thought he was still on Saturday, and he fainted not long ago.

"How long! You've slept for three full days. As for the circus, don't mention it."

Three days, I actually slept for three days, I shouldn’t have!

If nothing else, if he had really slept for three days, he would have been hungry by now. But not only was Louis not hungry, he felt like he was full.

"The circus has been canceled a long time ago. The guys who organized the circus are a group of Death Eaters, and the wizard who attacked you is also one of them."

Only a few people knew about this matter. The three of them, Harry and Ron, were the only insiders besides the professor, and Dumbledore had issued a silence order.

The official propaganda is that a group of Death Eaters hidden among the people organized this event on their own in order to retaliate against Dumbledore.

The circus act was an excuse for them to get closer to Hogwarts, in order to attract more Hogwarts students so they could attack them.

Mr. Louis Lydon discovered this evil act. In order to stop them, he reported the situation to Principal Dumbledore. He fought fiercely with the Death Eaters and was injured and hospitalized.

"Death Eaters? Maybe, I don't know their identities." Louis said after thinking for a while.

Lao Deng should know the true identities of those people, but in order to keep the news of Death, he put the blame on poor Voldemort.

Fu Jiao can be said to be a typical representative of people sitting at home and pots coming from the sky.

"They are Death Eaters. George and I have also seen the Death Eater marks on their bodies. They are on their chests. They look so cool!"

The two of them tracked Louis' location all the way. When they arrived at the canyon, Dumbledore was having a headache. How to transport Hagrid and Louis back? There were also corpses all over the ground that needed help.

So George and Fred suffered. They moved a lot of corpses and helped carry Louis back to Hogwarts.

"Oh? Our great hero finally wakes up?"

Professor Quirrell walked in from the door with a strange tone, a playful look in his eyes.

"Professor!" Li Jordan and others stood obediently to the left side of the hospital bed, leaving room for Professor Quirrell.

From the first day of class, this professor left a deep impression on them, especially at certain times, he had an aura that was no less impressive than Professor Snape.

That cold, domineering, and irrefutable temperament affected the entire Hogwarts. Without the garlic-scented turban, Professor Quirrell's face became more and more monstrous, and his image was deeply rooted in the hearts of all students.

Many young wizards secretly called him the strongest professor, and a few even wanted to give him the nickname Snape, the half-blood prince.

"No, you continue, I'm just curious and came over to take a look."

Professor Quirrell raised his thick eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile expression on his face, and said to Louis:

"Come to my office when you have time. I can help you make up for the missed class, and maybe I can answer some of your questions."

Louis did not answer immediately. After thinking about Voldemort's purpose in his head for a while, he nodded and replied: "Well, I will definitely go there when I have time. Thank you, Professor."

No matter what he wants to do, this is Hogwarts, Dumbledore's territory, and Louis doesn't need to be afraid of Voldemort here.

"Then it's agreed. By the way, Professor Dumbledore said before that you should take time to see him when you wake up."

When he mentioned Dumbledore, a gleam flashed in Voldemort's eyes. That was the father he once admired most.

"Phew! Professor Quirrell is finally gone. I think he is scarier than Snape. He is not afraid of your jokes. When he was here, I didn't even dare to breathe too hard."

Li Jordan's face turned pale and he said with some fear.

"Yes, although his class is interesting, the atmosphere is too depressing."

George had a wry smile and was as lively as the two brothers, but they could all feel depressed, let alone the other students.

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They didn't chat for too long, mainly because Madam Pomfrey came back and looked at them eagerly, so the three guys who had classes in the afternoon left voluntarily.

"Okay, your health is fine and you can be discharged from the hospital. I don't know how you grew up and your body strength is even scarier than Hagrid's."

Madam Pomfrey said quietly, her eyes moving back and forth between the dissection knife and Louis.

Why isn't this guy dead?Madam Pomfrey looked at Louis regretfully, it would be great to die in such good health.

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey. I will leave first. Professor Dumbledore is still waiting for me."

Without even changing his clothes, Louis put on his shoes and ran out the door as if running for his life.

There was no way, Madam Pomfrey was too scary, her calm eyes made Louis tremble with fear, it always felt like... she was choosing a suitable place to kill him.