"I have to say, you really surprised us." Fred said, with an exaggerated expression on his face: "The freshmen start the night tour on the first day of school, and you don't pay attention to the school rules." ”

"How do you know I'm on a night tour?" Louis squinted at the twins.

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes." George answered, "The two of us watched you walk almost the entire castle, but fortunately you still obeyed the headmaster's instructions and didn't go to the fourth floor." ”

"Why did you go around eleven times on the third floor, is there anything good there?"

Louis's face flushed, in fact, he was lost......

The stairs at Hogwarts are like the movies, they are constantly moving, and it is easy to walk around the road. As the twins say, he did walk on the third floor eleven times.

"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, we won't force it." Fred patted Harry on the shoulder and said with a smile, "The two of us went to dinner, if you three have any needs, you can come to us." ”

Louis didn't say anything about the live map after all, forget it, let's wait until I get acquainted with it......

After the twins left, Harry, who had been holding on for a long time, finally couldn't wait to ask, "So, Luis, tell me your trick." ”

"You can teach you, but you have to practice spells with me." Louis moved by the idea of picking up wool, and the skill introduction mentioned that actual combat can gain skill proficiency faster, so he decided to start with these two friends.

"No problem." The two little ones patted their chests and beat up the package ticket.

"It's actually very simple to say." Louis picked up a chickpea from the plate with his right hand and held it in front of the two of them: "Take Transfiguration, for example, you have to be engrossed in the fantasy in your mind - for example, if you want to turn it into a white square, you must first build the shape of the square in your mind, and the moment it is clear in your mind...... vera verto！ ”

With the wave of his wand in Louis's left hand, the bean turned into a small boxy white square.

"Look, that's it, no matter what kind of spell you want to cast, in my opinion, the most important thing is that you believe in your own magic." Louis looked at the thoughtful expressions of the two of them, and continued: "Think about it, even you doubt whether magic can succeed, how can you succeed in casting a spell? ”

"I'll try again." Ron thought for a moment, took out the old wand inherited from Charlie, closed his eyes and thought for a while, pointed to the fork in front of him and chanted the incantation, "Vera Verto!" ”

Miraculously, the fork became a half-handled knife—yes, the four pointed parts of the fork remained, but the rest were the same as the knife on the side.

This is a big step forward, not that Ron is not qualified, but because he is not the owner of the wand he uses - as Ollivander said, when a wizard chooses a wand, a wand chooses a wizard. And Ron and Charlie are two completely different personalities, and if the wand can fit, there will be ghosts.

Half of the success is already considered Ron's talent.

It should be said that it is poverty that limits Ron's development space.

Louis wondered when he would change Ron outfit. Of course...... There must be a perfect reason, Ron is a very strong man after all, and Louis doesn't want to hurt his pride.

"Wow." Harry looked at the fork knife in front of him in surprise, he really didn't expect his friend to succeed so quickly.

"It's a pity that Ron's wand won't work, otherwise it would have been completely successful." Harry added.

Ron hung his head a little frustratedly, but Louis's words rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Ha, think about it, if you can cast spells perfectly with a wand that doesn't fit, then ...... What would it be like when you put on a wand that fits you perfectly? ”

"You're right, Louis." Ron clenched his fists and smiled, "With you guiding me through spells, I will definitely succeed, definitely!" ”

"The most important thing is your own efforts." Louis recuperated the chickpeas and ate them, "However, I can't teach you the tricks in vain - you should always practice spells with me." ”

"No problem." The two pack the ticket together.

Louis smiled mysteriously, if Diana was here, he would definitely be able to tell that he was going to make trouble. But poor Harry and Ron didn't know him, they just thought he was happy.

"There are two Potions classes on Friday morning." Louis's eyes lit up: "I heard that our dean is known for his severity, and ...... Harry, you Malfoy on the train. At this point, he whispered, "I've heard from my Slytherin classmates that the Malfoys have a close relationship with Professor Snape, and Harry, you might be targeted......"

Louis saw that Harry looked a little nonchalant and began to grasp his lifeline: "If he makes things difficult for you in class, and deducts Gryffindor's points in a bright way, think about it, what will Gryffindor's classmates think of you?" ”

Harry, who has the baggage of an idol, is obviously a little uneasy, he can not care about being put in small shoes by Snape, but he can't ignore what his classmates think of him. He whispered, somewhat apprehensively, "Huh? That...... So what should I do? ”

"Learn Potions lessons." Louis said firmly.

Sadly, Louis simply wanted to see Professor Snape's speechless expression.

But...... Maybe you can get Harry to take a lesson? Well, that's a good idea, but how do you get him to say yes?

A cruel idea gradually came to Luis's mind, so he didn't do anything and teamed up with the prank-loving twins to give Harry a set?

Brothers, Harry probably won't blame him...... Right?

There was also a class on herbal medicine after the lunch break, and since it was the first class of the new semester for new students, Professor Sprout did not arrange any strange herbs for everyone to learn, but simply told a few humorous stories about herbalism. Luis noticed that Neville, who was sleepy in the Transfiguration class, was even more energetic in the herb class, and earned two points for Gryffindor.

Maybe that's the talent.

After dinner and saying goodbye to Harry, Louis returned to the Slytherin common room, ready to pick up the copy of The Teaching of Lower Charms. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw a constipated senior sitting on the bench in the lounge, and behind him stood three Slytherin seniors of about the same age.

Louis didn't care, maybe the group of seniors were idle and had nothing to do in a meeting, he thought to himself, and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

"Look, this is the new Mudblood? It's rude. The senior's voice was as shrill as a screech: "Flint-san, you are really a shame on Slytherin, you would be defeated by such a person." ”

Marcus shook his teeth and jaw, shivered, and nodded humbly to please this unprovoked senior.