I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 281 Louis Digs a Trap

"Forget it, Louis." Harry coughed uncomfortably twice and said with a frown, "There is always a lot of ambiguity in what you say. I'm afraid Draco will misunderstand."

"Your words are what will cause misunderstanding, okay?" Louis clicked his tongue twice. At this time, Crabbe and Goyle passed by him. The way these two were dressed... was a bit hard to describe. That kind of strange feeling made people want to laugh.

The two of them were dressed in environmentally friendly green, but unlike the other Slytherin classmates, the green clothes on them made them look like a large rock covered with moss.

I'm really afraid that they will say "target quarry"...

After them came the students from Durmstrang and Headmaster Karkaroff. Krum walked in front, followed by a student from Beauxbatons. It seemed that he would not have trouble finding a dance partner.

Louis recognized that the Beauxbatons student was the other girl who had cried with Marilyn because she had not been chosen as a champion in the Triwizard Tournament.

Now she no longer has the loss and sadness she had before, but instead looks down at everyone with a bright smile, looking as high-handed as if she was also a genuine champion of the Triwizard Tournament.

"What? Since you can't be a warrior, why not go dance with warriors?" Harry said unhappily. This girl gave him a very bad impression.

After Durmstrang passed by, the oak door opened. Looking through the gap, Louis saw that a piece of lawn in front of the castle had been turned into a cave. There were twinkling fairy lights inside, which meant that there were hundreds of living fairies inside. They were not much bigger than wasps. Some of them were sitting in the roses created by magic, and some were flapping their wings on the statues. Those statues looked like Santa Claus and his reindeer.

It must be mentioned that the Muggle world has a profound influence on the culture of the wizarding world. Logically speaking, the wizarding world does not celebrate Christmas...

According to the church's witch hunting operation, the feud between the magic world and the magic world, celebrating Christmas in the magic world is a bit like a country invaded by the United States celebrating the United States' National Day...

But this is not what Louis cares about. He has never been punished by the church anyway. He is just an ordinary person.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice rang out: "Warriors, please come over here!"

"Let's go, Louis." Harry took a deep breath and walked towards Professor McGonagall with Lilastrasza.

Louis followed Catherine, and the crowd made way for them to pass.

I have to say that Professor McGonagall's outfit today was a little different. She wore a red plaid gown and her hat brim was decorated with an ugly wreath of thistles. Perhaps it was because older people simply had a generation gap with young people.

She asked the warriors and dance partners to wait by the door and let the others go in first. As the students walked in, Louise grabbed Professor McGonagall.

"Professor McGonagall!" he whispered.

Professor McGonagall looked back and saw that it was Louis. She, who was always serious, actually smiled for the first time: "Oh, it's Louis, what's the matter?"

Harry behind him kept rubbing his eyes. He was a little bit unbelievable. Was this amiable old lady in front of him his dean?
"Oh, this is what happened." Louis explained Elizabeth's situation to Professor McGonagall in detail.

Harry thought to himself, Professor McGonagall would never agree. You must be kidding. She's not old enough, and she's dressing up as a man... If she agrees, I'll eat the Golden Snitch!

But his three views were soon shattered.

"Well, if it's Elizabeth, then there's no problem." Professor McGonagall nodded and instructed, "You have to take good care of her, understand?"

"No problem at all, thank you professor!" Louis said happily.

Harry:…

Fleur stood closest to the door, and her partner was Roger Davis, the Quidditch captain of Ravenclaw. Louis saw the boy's expression, just like looking at Miss Gao's pig, his eyes were almost glued to Fleur's face.

He obviously couldn't believe that he was so lucky to be able to dance with a beautiful girl like Fleur. Davis's mind and eyes were now full of Fleur, and there was no room for anything else.

When everyone was seated in the hall, Professor McGonagall asked the warriors and their partners to line up two by two and follow her in. The warriors and their partners followed Professor McGonagall into the hall and walked towards a large round table at the front of the hall where the judges sat, while the people in the hall applauded enthusiastically.

The walls of the hall were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of mistletoe and ivy wreaths were hung. The four college tables were gone, replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns, each of which was crowded with a dozen people, but everyone was not unhappy at all, and they all stared happily at the warriors who were walking over there, and commented on their clothes along the way.

Louis was a little nervous when he was changing clothes at home just now, wondering if he was a little too arrogant, but now, he was too lazy to think about those problems. As long as Catherine was happy, it was fine.

The warriors came to the main guest seat, and Dumbledore smiled happily, as if to say, "I planted a seed and it finally grew into fruit." Karkaroff still had a toothache on his face, especially after seeing Krum bringing a Beauxbatons girl with him, the feeling became even more obvious. If you didn't know, you would think he had just had his wisdom teeth extracted today.

Ludo Bagman still had the image of an old naughty boy. Today he was wearing a bright purple robe with several big yellow stars printed on it. He was clapping enthusiastically with his classmates, with a cheerful smile on his face. Louis always felt that his image was similar to Dumbledore's, but he also knew that Ludo Bagman was actually a gambler who couldn't stay at home.

Madame Maxime took off her usual black satin uniform and put on a lavender flowing dress. Louis could obviously notice that Madame Maxime was a little absent-minded. Her attention was not on Fleur or Marilyn, but she pretended to patrol the hall casually, as if looking for someone.

Next to him was Mr. Zlatan Lovegood, who was wearing a black robe today. Next to him sat Ako, who was also wearing a black skirt. But looking at Ako's expression, she seemed a little unhappy. Perhaps it was because she wanted to eat something just now and was scolded by Mr. Lovegood?
The warriors and their dancing partners sat at the tables prepared for them. Harry, feeling a little unsure, sat next to Louis. On the other side, Fleur squeezed over to Catherine's side and started chatting with her.

The content of the conversation was nothing more than something like "Big brother, please lead me" or something like that.

There was no food on the golden plate in front of them, but there was a small menu in front of each person. Everyone felt familiar with the menu, and recalled how they had ordered food at banquets in previous years. After thinking of this, the students looked for small cards and pens, but they did not find these things on the table as they wished.

Dumbledore looked at his menu carefully, then pointed to his plate and said very clearly, "Pork chop!"

A magical thing happened. As soon as he finished speaking, pork chops appeared on his plate. The students in the hall suddenly realized what was going on and followed Dumbledore's example, ordering their favorite food on their plates.

Harry glanced up at Hermione to see how she felt about this new, more complicated dining experience - it must mean more work for the house-elves, right? However, for the first time, Hermione seemed to have forgotten about SPEW and was talking to Ron eagerly, but the distance between them was too far to make out clearly.

"What are you looking at?" Louis couldn't help but ask as he saw Harry peeking out.

"Oh, I was wondering how Hermione would feel, whether she would protest against this exploitation of the house-elves, but obviously," Harry said, raising his head and shaking it in Hermione's direction, "it seems that I have thought too much. Hermione's attention is now on Ron, and she has no intention of caring about the life and death of the house-elves."

"Sometimes it's a good thing to have more flexible standards." Louis raised his eyebrows. "But you, why didn't I see you order anything? Is there nothing on the menu that suits your taste?"

As he spoke, Louis tapped his fork on the plate and muttered what he wanted to eat.

"Not hungry yet," Harry said, grabbing Louis' blueberry pie and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Hey, if you're not hungry, just eat my blueberry pie, right?" Louis laughed angrily. He moved the plate to the side and placed it on Catherine's side.

Catherine saw Lewis’s actions and asked with concern: “What’s wrong?”

"It's okay, Harry stole my food." Louis explained with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm listening to Krum and that Beauxbatons student showing off Durmstrang." Catherine said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Louis concentrated his attention and indeed heard what Viktor said.

"Ah, we also have a castle. I don't think it's as big as the one here, nor as comfortable as the one in Hogwarts." He was very talkative, which was inconsistent with the temperament of the aloof male god. "We only have four floors, and we can only light fires when performing magic, but our venues are more spacious than here. I mean the Quidditch field... But the days in winter are very short, just like Hogwarts. A friend of mine who is a Muggle told me that it's because of the high latitude. I'm not sure. Only in the summer can we play freely. We fly around outside every day, flying over the lake and over the mountains..."

"Alright, alright, Viktor!" Karkaroff interrupted Viktor with a cold laugh, but there was no smile in his cold eyes. "Don't reveal any more secrets, or your charming friend will know where we are!"

Dumbledore smiled, his eyes sparkling as he said, "Igor, if you keep it so secret, people will think you don't welcome others to visit..."

"Well, Dumbledore, look at what you're saying," Karkaroff said, grinning, showing his big yellow teeth. "We all want to protect our own private territory, don't we? Don't we need to carefully guard the school halls that we are entrusted with? Shouldn't we be proud that only we know the secrets of the school? Aren't these secrets worth keeping?"

Grindelwald, who was sitting not far behind Dumbledore, sneered. The sound was so obvious that Karkaroff certainly heard it, but in this situation, he was too embarrassed to get angry.

Grindelwald's meaning is very clear. I don't even dare to say that I know Durmstrang. Who do you think you are to brag like that? Young people nowadays are really afraid of getting their tongues blown away by the wind, right?
"Even though I am the headmaster of Hogwarts, I cannot claim that I know all the secrets of Hogwarts, Igor." Dumbledore said in a brisk tone, "A school with a long history may have secrets that are beyond our imagination. For example, I have never been able to figure out where the red-haired twins in our sixth grade hide every day to play hide-and-seek with the teachers. My God, I have never caught them wandering at night since they entered the second grade..."

"That may be because you are a little too old." Karkaroff said sarcastically, "I believe that if it were me, it would only take one night, no! One hour... no! Just a dozen minutes to find out where they are!"

"Then you can try, my dear Igor." Dumbledore smiled and raised his glass towards Karkaroff. "Why don't we pick a day when you are relatively free and let you try to see how long it will take you to catch the Weasley twins. Oh, if you can catch them, please don't forget to share your method with me. After all, they are the ones who give the professors a headache..."

"Hmph... I'm very busy, Albus." Karkaroff showed a disdainful smile, "I don't have time to play games with your students. You should be the one to discipline your students."

"Well, Professor Karkaroff," Louis suddenly interrupted, "After all, you are also the headmaster of Durmstrang. It would be a shame to ask you to condescend to do such a thing. I think if you can successfully catch the troublesome twins, I am willing to personally sponsor Durmstrang with 10,000 Galleons as a subsidy for Durmstrang students' food, accommodation and transportation in Hogwarts. How do you think?"

"Are you serious?" Karkaroff's interest was immediately piqued.

(End of this chapter)