"Oh?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, noncommittal, "Did you think of a way so quickly?" ”

It doesn't seem to care about Patrick Black's life or death.

In fact, Patrick was aware of his misdeeds at school, and he wouldn't have sent him to Durmstrang as an exchange student—if it weren't for Phineas's face, he would have been expelled.

It would be nice to have a worse one to clean him up.

But he's also quite concerned about Louis's state of mind right now, and it wouldn't be good if he became the next Tom.

Louis naturally did not know Dumbledore's mental activities, and he said: "In order to implement and implement your important spirit, Professor Snape and I have based ourselves on the current situation, and finally decided that it is a difficult thing to get each house to reform its academic policy, and you don't think that Professor McGonagall will follow my advice and let the students add two self-study classes, right?" ”

"Well, you're right." Headmaster Dumbledore nodded, and then asked, "And how did you do that?" ”

"So, given the current situation, I decided to use Snape's role as a Potions teacher to implement a policy on the school that there will be monthly exams, as well as mid-term exams during the semester, and final exams at the end of the semester, based on the results of the exams, to add points to the individual and the house."

"In this way, the Slytherin who flies first will definitely get a good score in the first month, and the deans of the other houses will definitely follow up on this policy if they don't want to give up the House Cup, at least not let Slytherin get too far behind."

"In this way, our plan has been initially successful." Louis concludes: "I'm ashamed to have made a small contribution. ”

Dumbledore looked at Louis and suddenly discovered a terrifying fact.

If this kid develops towards the evil way, it will be much more difficult than Voldemort, and although his methods and routines are a little immature, he can't stand up to being the legitimate successor of the-stirring stick and leading the hero......

As we all know, one of the best people in the world is the Seris people from the Far East, and the other is the Obi.

Sooner or later, there will be room for him to exercise and develop.

Dumbledore felt the need to talk to him.

"Have you heard of Voldemort?" Dumbledore's tone seemed to be asking Amway.

"How could I not know, Professor." Louis looked at Dumbledore with a look like Alzheimer's: "Professor, you really need to eat less sugar, your mind is starting to dull......"

"Oh, yes?" Dumbledore then remembered how it was possible that there were wizards who didn't know about Voldemort - even if they didn't read, they should have heard about it from their classmates.

Louis smacked his lips and said with a little disgust: "Voldemort's magical attainments should not be said, but ...... Professor, don't you think he's very low-styled? ”

"Huh?" This time it was Dumbledore's turn to wonder, this was the first time he had heard such a statement...... Hah, Voldemort has a very low style? It's a novel angle.

"I feel like he's got some serious illness, normal people can't ......" Louis didn't notice Jerry crept out of his jacket pocket, slid down his robe like a slide to the ground, sneaking into the Sorting Hat's head.

"Professor, if you're worried about me being his kind of person...... It's not that I can't understand it, after all, I was a little heavy on Senior Black yesterday, but ......" Louis put down the lemon juice in his hand and said very seriously: "Professor, you are completely overwhelmed, I have a grandfather who loves me, and uncles and aunts, and so many good friends, and there is no shortage of money at home, do you say that I am full of food to be such a B-phobia?" ”

"You're right." Dumbledore laughed, his braided white beard trembling, "Don't blame me for not alerting you, your rats are crawling towards the Sorting Hat." ”

Louis looked back at Jerry, who was climbing up, and reminded without looking back, "It seems that you should be worried, Professor?" After all, this old hat is not my ......"

Indeed, what is he panicking, the Sorting Hat is not his......

"Gryffindor!" The dozing old hat snorted and scared Jerry so much that he tumbled and fell to the ground, and with the crisp sound of the cymbal, Jerry fell into a rat piece.

Louis walked over and picked up Jerry's tail and flicked it twice, Dumbledore looked at Jerry with interest and asked, "This should be the mouse from the cartoon, if I'm not mistaken, he should be called Jerry?" ”

"Yes, Professor." Louis patted Jerry on the head and motioned for him not to run around—a bitter thought popped into his head.

Anyway, it's all called Tom, do you want Jerry to toss Professor Quirrell? I'm going to Professor Quirrell's office tomorrow, so I'm going to have to give him a big eye, don't I?

"What an amazing mouse." Dumbledore shook his beard and said, "I didn't expect the Sorting Hat to send him to Gryffindor, and I want me to say that he should go to another house." ”

"Where?" Not only Louis, but even Jerry looked at Dumbledore with a shaky beard.

"Azkaban." After saying that, Dumbledore also smiled: "Of course, if someone is sent to Azkaban because of a prank, I think the Weasley twins have been there for two years." ”

Speaking of this, Dumbledore's expression was a little embarrassed.

"Alas, really, I used to be able to meet the two of them at night again, and I don't know why, suddenly one day I couldn't meet them again." Dumbledore's tone was full of regret.

So you just ran into me and my senior sister? Louis was smiling.

"Okay, I don't have anything to do here, you can go back." Headmaster Dumbledore's eyes were hidden behind the shiny half-moon lenses, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

In his previous life, he looked at the same people and said that Headmaster Dumbledore liked to use the Regent to his students - this statement is somewhat nonsense, a hundred-year-old man, still known as the wizard of the White Lord, has been in a high position all the year round, and it is strange that he can't see what is written on the face of a teenager.

If he was so shameless, could he still have Voldemort?

Don't talk about others, just talk about his grandfather Louis Sr., even if he has the experience of two lives, he can easily be penetrated by his grandfather.

In the words of the old man, I eat more salt than you eat, can I not know what is going on in your heart?

"Okay, then I'll go back first, Professor." Louis put Jerry back in his jacket pocket and turned to leave, cleanly not taking a cloud with him.

On the way, I glanced at the portrait, and Phineas was still tied to a chair and kicking his legs indiscriminately, so he was not embarrassed.