I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 104: XX District cannot exist without XX, just as the West cannot exist without Jerusalem
When I went to Gringotts to withdraw money, I happened to see Hagrid.

"Harry, my God, how come you ran away again without me seeing you?" Hagrid's tone was very much like a mother. His worried look, coupled with his tall and strong stature and big beard, was really hilarious.

"Sorry, Hagrid, I'm so crowded that I don't know where to go." Harry scratched his head and apologized, then introduced Hagrid, "This is my good friend, Louis."

"Louis..." Hagrid's eyes suddenly became moist. The sentimental giant sniffed and sighed, "Oh my God, you look almost exactly like Emma..."

"Do you know my mother?" Louis has become accustomed to everyone acting like they are very familiar with their mother, and now he is no longer surprised.

"Your mother and I are very good friends, and so is Solanlian." When he mentioned Solanlian, he looked at Catherine and greeted her, "Hello, Catherine."

"Hello, big guy." Catherine responded with a smile.

"I have to say, your mother's cooking is delicious. None of the food at Hogwarts suits me, except for those chili dishes your mother made." Hagrid's big face was full of nostalgia: "Professor Slughorn's Potions class was almost turned into a cooking class by her. Oh, and Severus, you really should ask your dean about the story of Emma teaching him to use a cauldron to cook meat slices."

Having said that, he seemed a little embarrassed and stopped talking.

"What's wrong, Hagrid?" Harry asked concernedly.

"Uh, well... there was a little unpleasantness between your father James and Louis' mother." Hagrid's big mouth character could not hide anything at all. He also realized this and sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, your father James and Severus didn't get along. When Emma was still around, he went to find trouble with Severus, and the result was..."

"What happened?" Harry subconsciously ignored the fact that his father was causing trouble for Snape.

"Of course the result was that they were hung upside down, and Gryffindor was deducted 20 points by Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said helplessly.

Louis chuckled. This is very Professor McGonagall.

At this time, Miss Beaver's voice also sounded.

"Louis, Hagrid, Harry, Catherine!" She smiled happily and waved to greet them, her two bright big teeth flashing brightly in the sunlight.

She rushed over to them, gave Hagrid a big beaver hug, and then hugged everyone in turn.

When it was Catherine's turn, she hesitated for a moment, but Catherine took the initiative to hug her in her arms.

"Little beaver, your big buck teeth are shaking me!" Catherine whispered in her ear.

Hermione's face fell all of a sudden, and she snorted, "Humph, I'm not going to pay attention to you!"

"What a child." Catherine chuckled and stroked Hermione's head.

It's furry and fluffy and feels great.

When the people behind Hermione came forward, she walked over and took her parents, introducing them one by one: "Dad, Mom, these are my best friends at school."

Mr. and Mrs. Granger were also very polite. As middle-class people in London, they at least supported the Union Jack, which was definitely different from those football hooligans.

They always felt that Louis looked familiar, but they just couldn't remember where he was at the moment.

"Louis Mountbatten, Hermione's friend." When it was his turn to introduce himself, it really surprised the Grangers.

"It's that...Oh my God." The couple immediately became a little embarrassed.

Louis was quite eloquent, and with just a few words he dispelled the Grangers' discomfort. Mr. Granger even dared to ask questions like "Does your grandfather like fishing as the legend says?"

"Harry! Harry! Good Lord, I hope you only went into the wrong oven door."

It was Mr. Weasley, running over with the twins, Percy and Ron.

Running closer, he wiped his shiny forehead.

"Molly is frantic... She and Ginny will be here soon."

Mr. Weasley put his hand on Louis' shoulder and breathed for a long time before he realized that he had the wrong person.

He looked up, his expression dazed for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Emma?"

Then he quickly reacted and held Louis' right hand: "Arthur Weasley, you must be Emma's son Louis. Ron talks about you to me every day."

"You know my mother too?" Louis was tired.

"Yes, but she has a very good relationship with Molly." Arthur patted Louis' shoulder: "I'm glad to see you, good boy, your aunt Molly will be very happy to see you."

As he was talking, Mrs. Weasley ran over from a distance, her bag swinging violently, and her other hand still holding Ginny. She came closer, let go of Ginny, and touched Harry's little face: "Oh... Harry... dear..."

The intense running made her panting, and before she could say a few complete words, she saw Louis.

"Oh my God, Louis!" Molly gave Louis a motherly hug: "The last time I saw you, you were only this big." As she said, her hand was half an arm's length: "Oh, it's all your grandfather's fault. He said nothing to let us touch you, really..."

"Grandpa is also trying to protect me, Aunt Molly." Louis said shyly.

"Yes, your grandpa really loves you." Molly pinched his little face: "He also has his own difficulties. I hope you don't blame him for being stubborn."

"How could that be?" Louis chuckled.

"After you buy the books, come to my house and I'll make you something delicious." Molly invited warmly, not noticing that her little daughter's eyes were almost falling on Harry.

"Okay Auntie, Ron always tells me that your stewed potatoes and meat are delicious, and eating them with bread is the happiest thing in the world." Having said that, Louis pulled Ron over, not at all like his usual elegant and reserved self, but more like an unruly child.

He put his arm around the back of Ron's neck, looking like a good friend.

"I've wanted to try it for a long time. God knows how greedy I was when Ron described it to me."

Ron looked at Louis, then at his mother, not knowing what to say, so he just smiled foolishly.

Aunt Molly looked very excited. She held Louis's face in her hands and said happily, "I'll make you something delicious in the evening."

"Really? That's great." Louis laughed and said to Catherine: "Aunt Molly, this is my girlfriend Catherine. Take a look and see if my mother will like it."

Aunt Molly herself is extremely motherly and friendly, and Louis always can't help wanting to get close to her subconsciously. Now, he is like a silly son who shows off his girlfriend to his mother.

Even though he usually behaves very independent and indifferent, perhaps, subconsciously, he still longs for his mother's company.

"Hmm...it must be the eldest daughter of the Waller family. This child is so pretty." Aunt Molly looked Catherine up and down and was very satisfied.

It was the first time that Catherine was introduced to others as Louis' girlfriend in public. She was a little uncomfortable at first, but she soon got into the role and had a happy chat with Molly. Louis looked over there and saw Hermione introducing her parents to Arthur.

"Ha...you are Muggles! Oh, sorry, Muggle is the name given by wizards to people who can't do magic, it's not derogatory." He greeted and added, now inviting warmly: "We have to have a good drink later, um, it's my treat."

Arthur is worthy of being the director of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department. He is very interested in Muggle things, and now he is chatting animatedly with Mr. Granger.

Do you think Mr. Granger is not a chatterbox? How many dentists can't chat? Most of the socially anxious dentists who can't chat have changed their careers.

The two of them can be said to be well matched and talented people meeting each other.

"Okay, kids, go and do your own thing first. I'm going to go have a drink with Mr. Granger." Arthur turned to everyone and said, "See you in an hour."

Smiles immediately appeared on the children's faces.

Then, Arthur dispelled their smiles with a single word.

"Remember, don't go to Knockturn Alley!"

“I know—I—know—” The twins took the lead in lengthening their voices, and Louis found it interesting and followed suit.

As a result, the twins were given a slap on the head by Molly, while Louis received a pat on the head.

The twins snorted in unison in dissatisfaction.

Louis planned to stroll around a bit; he hadn't been to Diagon Alley on his own yet.

Last time I came here with Professor McGonagall, and we didn't have time to look around.

Now, you don’t have to worry about buying things because you have Christasza as your bag-carrying helper.

On Christasa's arm was a small, pastel-colored purse, which Louis discovered, after asking, was one of those giant backpacks sold by Mel Francis.

The terrifying volume of twenty cubic meters is indeed a bit scary.

However, after walking around for a long time, they still didn't find anything worth buying. Seeing that it was almost the agreed time, they started to rush to Bloomingdale's Bookstore as agreed.

There was a crowd of people at the entrance of the bookstore, and a large banner was hung upstairs, which read "Gilderoy Lockhart's autobiography "The Magic Me" will be signed and sold from 12:30 to 16:30 this afternoon."

"Wow! We can meet him."

It was Hermione's voice, her tone full of excitement: "Oh, I looked at the book list for the beginning of the semester, and most of the books for Defense Against the Dark Arts were written by him."

Louis snorted in disdain in his heart.

Just a idiot seeking fame and reputation...

He had no idea that his anger towards Lockhart came entirely from the fact that he had taken away his Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

For no reason, he began to feel a little resentful towards Old Deng.

I have to add some ingredients to Lao Deng's candy! He thought viciously, with a bit of ferocity on his face.

As soon as Catherine saw it, she knew what her boyfriend was thinking. She hugged Louis with some amusement, lowered her head and whispered in his ear: "Professor Dumbledore has no choice. After all, the school is not his alone. He still has to listen to the opinions of the board of directors."

Louis's temper came and went quickly, especially after Catherine coaxed him like that, he really wasn't angry anymore.

Don’t get angry. If you get angry enough, no one can replace you.

He leaned against Catherine and began to look at the crowd.

Most of the people in the crowd seemed to be witches of Mrs. Weasley's age. It had to be said that Lockhart was truly an idol for middle-aged and elderly witches.

A tired-looking wizard stood at the door and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down and be careful with the books under your feet."

Louis and Catherine found a way to get through the crowd. The long queue stretched from the bookstore to the outside, and it was conservatively estimated that it would stretch to Ollivander's Wand Shop.

Gilderoy Lockhart was signing books in the store, and Louis grabbed a copy of "The Break with the Female Ghost" and ran to the Granger and Weasley teams.

"You are finally here, come here quickly." Aunt Molly called out, and Louis and Catherine hurried over to stand in front of them.

Gradually they came into sight of Gilderoy Lockhart, seated behind a desk, surrounded by large photographs of himself, all of whose faces winked at the crowd and flashed their white teeth.

"What a jerk." Louis said to Catherine in a low voice with a curled lip, "He really should go to Hogwarts. Dumbledore is right. This way, the oil lamp will never have to worry about running out of oil again."

Katherine chuckled and gave Louis a light squeeze.

This kid is so mean.

"I remember that unscrupulous Muggle merchants would use oily fish to impersonate cod to sell. After eating that kind of oily fish, your butt will spray oil for three or four days in a row. I suspect that Lockhart's true form is that thing."

Louis looked at Lockhart again. He was wearing a robe as blue as the forget-me-not flower, which matched his blue eyes. The pointed wizard hat was tilted playfully on his curly hair. Next to him, there was a pretty lady with long straight black hair. Louis always felt that she looked very familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen her.

"It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure, everybody," Lockhart said, as a short, grumpy man holding a large camera bounced around in front of him, taking pictures. Every time the dazzling light flashed, a puff of purple smoke blew out of the camera.

Lockhart also stopped talking and kept posing and smiling in front of the camera.

"Get out of the way!" the short man shouted at Ron. "This is for the Daily Prophet."

Finally, when the photo-taking stopped, Lockhart continued, "Welcome everyone to my book signing event. I am honored. I am Gilderoy Lockhart. Thank you for your support."

As he spoke, he started to put on his classic greasy, shiny teeth smile again, as if he had brushed his teeth with Toothpaste.

"Oh, by the way, thank you very much to my sister for taking the time to attend my book signing event." Lockhart looked at the beautiful girl next to him and introduced her to everyone: "This is my sister, Tifa Lockhart!"

A bolt of lightning flashed through Louis' heart.

I'm super, how can I be familiar with it?

Isn't this Jerusalem?
There will be another one later.

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(End of this chapter)