Outside the cubicle, the buddy from Wakanda, who was polite and most likely well-educated in the far East, knocked on the door and asked politely:

"Is there anyone in there?"

"Nobody, come in."

With a friendly smile on his face, Louis beckoned the black buddy to come in and said, "My name is Louis Rogers, what about you?" ”

"Hi, my name is Lee Jordan, you can call me Lee!"

After the black buddy introduced himself, he began to carry his luggage into the compartment.

Louie helped him with his luggage and wanted to ask him, did you know a guy named Kobe, I heard that he might be your successor?

However, the black buddy Li Jordan seems to be a self-acquaintance, belonging to the kind of feeling that we have carried luggage together and we are brothers, so he smiled at Louie after sitting down: "Louie, do you know the secret of Hogwarts about the Sorting House?" ”

Although Louis vaguely knew the secrets of the Sorting House, he opened his mouth and just wanted to shake his head and reply, "I don't know." ”

But Li Jordan didn't give Louie a chance to answer at all, and continued to say to himself: "It is said that pure-blood wizards tend to be assigned to Slytherin, nerds tend to be assigned to Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff is a bunch of old-fashioned guys, only Warriors can be assigned to Gryffindor, do you know where I want to be divided?" ”

"Gryffindor..."

Louis said secretly, wisely not choosing to open his mouth to answer.

Really...

Li Jordan didn't even think about Louie's answer!

Immediately, under Louis's desperate gaze, he listened to Li Jordan gush endlessly:

"I think I'm a brave guy and deserve to be sorted into Gryffindor, it's the best there!"

"I heard that our Headmaster Dumbledore is Gryffindor's, you know he is the greatest wizard in the world, I hope to be like him!"

"Louie, do you know the game of Quidditch?"

"Merlin, I know you like Quidditch by looking at your eyes, we have so many things in common!"

Louis was a quiet man.

Therefore, if killing people is not illegal, he is absolutely willing to kill all the chatters in the world, especially those like Li Jordan who don't need to be praised by anyone and can mumble to yourself!

Feeling like tens of thousands of flies flying in his ears, Louis narrowed his eyes slightly, and he wanted to manipulate the magic sand to directly block Li Jordan's mouth!

But look at Lee Jordan's long-tanned teeth...

"Ugh..."

"Forget it!"

Thinking that the magic sand may not be able to block Li Jordan's mouth, Louis still kept a smile on his face, and even nodded affirmatively to Li Jordan occasionally, but in fact, he quietly cast a magic shield, and he had already blocked Li Jordan's voice with a soundproof spell.

It wasn't long before Louis knew that he was going to be tortured by the Black Tang Monk again, and the reason was from the twin brothers outside the cubicle.

"Hey! Louis! The twins opened the door and walked into the cubicle, greeting Louie.

"Hey! George, Fred, you're late! ”

With a soft smile still on his face, Louis introduced everyone in the cubicle: "George, Fred, this is a new friend I just met, his name is Lee Jordan. ”

"Lee, this is George, this is Fred, as you can see, they look exactly the same twin brothers."

"Oh! Merlin is on top! ”

Li Jordan sighed first, and then said to Louis with a confused face: "Louie, how can you tell who they are?" They look exactly the same, I think I need a mark to recognize them! ”

"Louie is different." George laughed.

"He's the only one who can recognize who is who we are." Fred continued.

Immediately afterwards, the two brothers said in unison: "Many times, even our mother can't tell the difference between our brothers!" Of course, we never want anyone to recognize us brothers, that would take a lot of fun out of it, would it? ”

"Do you know the secrets of the Hogwarts Sorting House?"

Suddenly changing the subject, Li Jordan began to repeat what he had said to Louis before, and asked the twins:

"Where do you want to be assigned?"

"We?"

George smiled and asked Fred, "George, where do you want to be assigned?" ”

"Gryffindor! Freys, what about you? Fred asked very cooperatively.

"Gryffindor, of course!"

Ignoring the twins' swapping identities and starting to play tricks on Lee Jordan, Louis slowly closed his eyes, pretending to be tired and needed to rest, and quietly blocked the only chatting in the compartment.

Soon, the train started and began to speed towards Hogwarts.

On the way, Louis shared potato chips and sweets bought from the supermarket for the twins and Jordan Lee, and overheard the three of them discussing the news that the current Minister of Magic, Millison Barnold, would retire after 1990.

Of course.

Instead of discussing why Millison Barnold is retiring, they are discussing a quiz that the Daily Prophet is going to run.

In short, the Daily Prophet is a gambler betting on who will become the next Minister of Magic.

Although, Louie's knowledge of the HP world is limited to the movie series of the same name, and he doesn't watch it very carefully.

But he did know that the next Minister of Magic was not the favorite Barty Crouch of the brothers George and Fred.

It's Cornelius Fudge, who is more unpopular and will indulge in the power of the Minister of Magic in the future, and would rather believe that humans can really ascend to the sun in the dark than admit that Voldemort has been resurrected.

There is no doubt that the current gamble is a good opportunity to make money for the foresighted reborn.

Based on Cornelius Fudge's odds of favoring the underdog, if Louis is willing to take out his remaining 30 gold galleons to bet, it won't be long before the amount of gold galleons he holds can multiply tenfold!

That's going to be a lot of legal income!

It's enough to solve his urgent need for massive materials to conduct potion experiments!

However, listening to the two brothers George Fred and Lee Jordan discussing the possibility of betting on the bet, Louis did not open his mouth to express any opinion, let alone send a letter to the Daily Prophet, with all his savings to gamble once.

Because Louis was a more rational man, he felt that the foreknowledge of the reborn did not represent the chips that could win in the game.

This is the most common mistake that many reborn people make, always feeling that if they understand the plot later, they can do things with that prescience.

Little did you know, a butterfly in the rainforest flapping its wings is very likely to set off a storm on the other side of the ocean.

Who can be sure that the plot direction after rebirth will be exactly the same as the original plot?

Even if you can collect all of Voldemort's Horcruxes with your understanding of the original plot, how can you use to determine that Voldemort didn't score two goals and make one more Horcrux?

After learning that this is the world of HP, Louis is still unsure whether the boy who died is named Harry, Harry, or Harry, so on the premise that there is no way to confirm whether there is a deviation in the direction of the plot, he is never willing to pay even a copper Nat for any gamble.

But seriously, anything that is decided with an oath is really unavoidable by the law of true incense.

For example, when Louis suddenly heard that Li Jordan was going to open a gambling game as a banker, betting on whether George could force himself to change into a maid outfit first, or if he would be killed by himself first, Louis wanted to take out all his savings and bet:

"I'm betting George will die first!"