"There are also spinach, liver, and stomach flavors, and George said he's had eaten them before."

Ron was very enthusiastic to introduce everyone.

"The next time you meet him, remember to ask me how he knows what boogers taste."

Louis was keenly aware of Huadian.

Potter quietly stuffed the beans into the crevices of the couch, he didn't want to eat the boogers, it would be too bad.

"Luis, you're so smart, why didn't I think about it?"

Ron shoved the beans into his mouth, sniffed, and smiled, "Well, it's chocolate-flavored, I'm in luck." ”

"Really?" Louis chewed the beans carefully and said with a smile, "It's okay, mine is black pepper." ”

And our savior has picked up the chocolate frog.

"Mine smells of a toad." Neville said with a bitter face.

Everyone laughed for a while, and Ron opened the conversation again: "There are four houses in Hogwarts, and our Weasley family has always been Gryffindor, George and Fred told me that the Sorting House is a wizard duel, and the house belongs according to their performance in the duel. ”

Speaking of this, Ron's little face became bitter: "Oh my God, if I hadn't been sorted into Gryffindor, my mother would have killed my ......"

"Me too, if I get sorted into Slytherin, grandma won't let my ...... go"

At this point, Ron suddenly asked, "No, Neville, how do you know what a toad tastes like?" ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to bite the orange-yellow gummy that was a bullet.

"I licked my Riffou, oh, Rifle is a pet my grandmother bought for me, a toad."

Neville's words left everyone in the chamber in awe.

"Oh! Oops! It's my Levle! My Lefu is gone! Neville stood up and spoke to the crowd with some trepidation.

"Calm down, Neville." Ron reassured, "Think about where Riff ended up. ”

"I ...... I don't know, I don't have a good memory...... "Neville's little face is so bitter that he can go and mix cold dishes.

"Well, Neville and I will go out and look for it, and you two will look after the house here." Louis stood up and patted Neville, "Let's go, Neville, let's go have a look." ”

"We'll go too." Ron and Harry were clearly two warm-hearted people.

"No, someone has to look after the house...... Neville is the only one who knows Levle, so it's useless to have a lot of people, and you two happen to be in the cubicle with each other. ”

Louis added, "We'll be back soon to help me keep an eye on my Emerys." ”

"Emerys?" Harry and Ron looked at each other, and together they looked at the still irregularly arched school bag.

"No problem Luis, we'll take care of it for you."

"Okay, let's go." Louis patted Neville and motioned for him to follow his steps.

It seems that this carriage is divided according to the academy, except for the freshmen, almost every student has a compartment exclusively. After searching through the Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw carriages to no avail, Louis and Neville made their way to the Slytherin carriages.

"Or ...... Let's go back to Luis. Neville seemed scared of the carriage.

"What's wrong?" There was a hint of concern in Louis's voice.

"Slytherin...... I don't like Slytherins, they're all dark wizards. Neville seemed to be holding some bad memories.

"The prejudice in the human heart is a mountain, Neville." Louis patted his arm comfortingly, then knocked on the door of the first compartment.

There was only one classmate in the compartment, a senior sister who was reading a book. She was facing the door of the cubicle sideways, and she couldn't see her face clearly, except for the sun-like blonde hair.

"Hello, have you ever seen a toad? It's a classmate's pet. Louis asked politely.

"Sorry, no."

The senior sister's voice was a little cold and arrogant, but it was as clear as a stream.

"Sorry for the interruption." Louis closed the door, and then heard the sound of laughter coming from the next compartment.

He walked over and found Neville hanging upside down in the doorway, a senior with long fangs and his classmates pointing at Neville who had been hung up by magic.

"What's wrong, Neville?" Louis's face sank.

"They...... They laughed at me and scolded me......" Neville said, tears welling up from his eyes and slamming down his forehead to the ground.

Louis patted him for comfort, his other hand reaching into his pocket, and the big tooth in the compartment continued to laugh loudly.

"Hey, Snot Spirit Longbottom, you're as incompetent as your stupid parents, hahahaha......" Big Plate Tooth was even imitating Neville's parents, causing another burst of unbridled ridicule.

"I'm sorry guys, but have you ever seen Longbottom's toad?" Louis smiled and politely asked, "I would appreciate it if you could provide information." ”

"Where's the nosy hillbilly? Longbottom's foolish snot and filthy mudbloods, and the two of you really get together. ”

The mouth of the big panya is not an ordinary poison.

Neville didn't know where he got the courage at this time, and he actually broke free from the shackles of magic and fell to the ground with a pop. He got up haphazardly, pointed in the direction of several people, and shouted, "I...... I don't allow you to insult Louis! Marcus Flint! ”

"Alright, Neville, don't be like them."

Louis motioned for Neville to leave the chamber with him.

"You're a little mudblood, and you're still a little bit of a puzzle." Marcus was still there taunting the two: "I think you should understand that Hogwarts is not a place for mudbloods like you to come, and you should wear braids and roll back to your pigtail country with your tail between them." ”

Louis stood abruptly at the words, and he gently pushed Neville out of the compartment and whispered.

"My grandfather used to tell me."

“Manners……”

Louis closed the door to the cubicle.

“Maketh……”

As he spoke, he locked the door to the cubicle.

"Man (no rudeness, no standing)."

He turned gracefully, drew his wand, and said politely, "It seems that the pure-blood family is not very concerned about the etiquette education of their offspring, and I think it is necessary for me to give you a good etiquette lesson." ”

"Hahahaha...... It's up to you? Marcus laughed breathlessly, and he pushed the tall fat man next to him: "Fries, go teach him a good lesson." ”

"Come on, I'm in a hurry." Louis's tone was always so elegant.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Fries pounced viciously, but didn't want to hear a clear drink.

"Stupefy!"

With a thud, Fries fell to the ground. Marcus looked at Louis in amazement, and was shocked at how the first-year student could be unconscious, when he found that he happened to be playing with a strangely shaped crystal sword in his hand.

And the big bag that bulged high on Fries's forehead.

Louis's elegant and calm voice rang out at the right time, pulling them back from their astonishment.

"Are we going to keep going to class, or are we just going to waste each other's time?"