"Yes, but ......" Hermione obviously still couldn't accept this statement, she was a bit emo now: "Forget it, I don't know how to describe it, anyway, it just feels very discordant." ”

"Sometimes I don't think about anything, but it's a kind of happiness." Louis raised an eyebrow and wrote down the dish he wanted to eat on the card.

Harry was no longer interested in playing chess, and after a quick loss to Ron, he began to watch Jerry ask questions - God knows that in countless difficult days, he could only find a little solace when he peeked through the crack in the door watching his cousin Dudley show cat and mouse on tape.

Jerry doesn't reject this kind-natured savior, besides, he belongs to the kind of stupid and bold social, social fear? There was no one, only the blonde bad woman could make him feel the slightest danger.

"I have to say, you rat doesn't look like my spots." Ron chewed an apple and pointed at Jerry, "Oh my God, although he is different from ordinary rats, I still think of rats for the first time when I see him." ”

As he spoke, he took out Spotted from his arms: "Spotted, go meet new friends." ”

"I should remind you that Jerry is more like your two older brothers in personality." Louis watched as Jerry found a skateboard shoe out of nowhere, loaded Spotted into it, and slid it from the top of the table to the end of the table with lightning speed, if it weren't for Percy's quick eye, Spotted would have performed a flying squirrel.

"He's really as bad as George." Ron took the mouse that Percy had brought and looked at it distressedly, "Oh, my poor Spotted...... He's so old, he shouldn't be treated like this......"

"How old is it?" Louis asked deliberately.

"I'm 11 years old." Ron had clearly not recovered from his distress, and Louis fully understood that after eleven years of companionship, Spotted was just like his family - even if it used to be Percy's mouse, but it could still play with him.

I just don't know what would have happened if Ron had known that this mouse was a short and fat man with a lewd description.

Do you want to throw up?

"Eleven years?" Hermione interjected, "Uh, is there really a rat that can live for eleven years?" I've heard that cats live that long. ”

"I don't know, maybe it's long-lived." Ron sighed.

Jerry slapped his thighs and laughed heartlessly, as well as the classic laughter of the violin. Everyone no longer wondered why Spotted was so alive, and they all looked at Jerry one by one, wondering how a mouse laughed at the sound of the violin.

"Mr. Mountbatten? Mr. Mountbatten? Professor McGonagall's voice rang out from behind him, and Louis looked back to see a stern-looking Professor McGonagall looking at him from a distance.

He hurriedly put Jerry in his pocket and asked, "Professor, are you looking for me?" ”

"Professor Dumbledore is looking for you, and he's in the Headmaster's office on the eighth floor." Professor McGonagall's expression was serious: "The password is 'Lemon Snow Treasure', you have to remember. ”

"Okay professor." Louis replied simply: "But Professor, I have a little question. ”

"What?"

"I don't recognize ...... Luis," Louis said innocently.

"Okay, follow me."

In the Headmaster's room, Dumbledore is chatting with a portrait wearing a turban.

"I don't understand, Dumbledore, why are you so protective of him...... Someone in the school openly broke the legs of a classmate, and he should be ...... directly"

The tone of the portrait is extremely angry.

Dumbledore smacked his lips and said slowly, "Don't worry, Phineas, he's a Slytherin, well, a pure-blood wizard. ”

"He should be a priority, damn it." Phineas Blake's tone turned one hundred and eighty degrees: "If he wasn't forced to the point where he had no choice, how could he do it to his classmates?" It must be like this, Dumbledore, ha...... Slytherin genius! ”

Phineas looked smug, somewhat proud.

"The injured student is from your Blake's family." Dumbledore kindly reminded.

"Huh...... Sirius is in Azkaban, Regulus is dead, how can the Black family still have descendants? Phineas looked a little disdainful: "You're talking about Patrick, right?" Hehe, the stinky mud that came over - Muggle half-blood, went to Blake's house to ask for food? ”

That look, how disgusted it is, how disgusted it is.

As we chatted, the door to the Headmaster's office opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in with Louis.

"Oh, look who's here, it's our Slytherin genius—" Phineas was happy from the bottom of his heart: "Elegant, so elegant, worthy of our Slytherin genius!" ”

The corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched, and she resisted the urge to discipline and exit the Headmaster's office.

"Enough, Phineas!" Opened was another portrait of a kind lady: "A first-year student is so ruthless, you don't condemn it, but you still praise him?" ”

"Rest assured, Dalyse." Phineas said nonchalantly, "Slytherin has finally produced a genius, don't scare our little classmates." ”

"You!" Principal Dalis was visibly angry, choked on Phineas and couldn't speak.

She was an extremely good therapist before her death, and the so-called benevolent heart, she couldn't see others hurt the most.

"Alright, Lady Dalys, and Phineas, stop arguing." Dumbledore stopped the two of them arguing and looked at Louis, "Is lemon juice okay?" ”

"Okay headmaster, it just so happens that I'm a little salty in the morning." Luis said cooperatively: "Low sugar, thank you." ”

It's better to consume a little less sugar in the morning, and then become a small plum with a water gun in hand.

"Eating sugar is a happy thing." Dumbledore made a gesture, and a glass of chilled lemon juice appeared at the table. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, "Sit down, Louis, can you tell me why you did that to Blake?" ”

"He's not surnamed Black, that damned, filthy half-blood, he simply defiled the noble soul of the Black family!" Phineas shouted and cursed.

Then he was tied to a chair by Principal Dai Lisi and several others, his mouth was tightly gagged, and he was still struggling there in vain, which looked very interesting.

Louis looked down and smiled, and it took a long time to react. He looked up at Dumbledore and replied with a smile, "Professor, I was also forced to do so, Senior Black openly challenged your and Dean Snape's policies in the common room, and bullied his classmates, this matter is not for me, but also a challenge to you and Dean Snape's authority." ”