After the three classmates walked out of the office, Tifa's face immediately sank, she looked at Lockhart with an unkind face, and reprimanded in a cold voice: "Gidero, it's okay to love vanity, but don't be too presumptuous......

"Yes...... Lockhart wiped the cold sweat from his cold forehead, Tifa's anger made him tremble a little and sweat like pulp.

"What the hell is going on?" Her voice was cold.

Lockhart told Tifa about the cause and effect of the incident, and after hearing this, Tifa tapped his fingers on the table and said in a cold voice: "The current Hogwarts students are really presumptuous, and there are even ...... who dare to fight in class" Speaking of this, she narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully recalling the details just now.

"Something isn't right, why is that Percy different from usual? I remember that he was obviously very calm......" Tifa didn't seem to be in a very good mood, and the rhythm of his fingers tapping on the table became more and more rapid.

"Maybe he took the wrong medicine today." Lockhart said with a snort.

"No, I don't feel good." Tifa raised his eyebrows and looked at Lockhart, who was still giggling, and his mood suddenly became worse.

It's really ...... to have such an older brother

Tifa held her forehead, really not wanting to talk more.

On weekdays, she is taking the teaching work, and even teaching the students magic, and Lockhart is empty in the name of a professor, in addition to replying to fans every day, that is, to promote his glorious deeds, and he doesn't want to interfere in teaching issues at all.

Tired, destroy.

She really wanted to give Lockhart a soul-stealing curse now, so that he could put his heart on teaching.

If Beauxbatons had an academy, then she must be Azkaban.

……

Let's say that the three little ones staggered back to Louis's office, and found everyone still sitting there waiting, each with a small note on their faces, and when they looked closely, it turned out that the four of them were playing poker......

"Three, four." Penelope threw down three cards.

"Don't." Percy and Jack said in unison.

"Three six, report." Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Penelo thought that he had a chance to win, and three sixes and one three in his hand, decisively chose to hit three sixes first.

Lack of greed......

Louis saw her order, smiled confidently, threw out two cards, and slowly spit out two words.

"Two kings!"

"Don't play, don't play!" Penelope threw the three in the pile, anyway, it made her lose, there was no need to play any more, she looked up, only to notice that the three little ones came in, and quickly turned around screaming, grabbed it with her hands, and tried to tear the note off her face.

"Coming back so soon?" Louis had two notes on his face, so he tore quickly, and he looked at the three little ones with a bit of anticipation in his eyes.

Hermione nodded, and replied, "Well, Professor Lockhart didn't hear anything from him that would prove his problem...... But there's something weird."

"Tell me about it." Louis was not surprised, he sent three small ones to play a shot with or without dates.

Hermione didn't respond to Louis, but looked at the three older classmates, "I noticed a strange thing in Professor Lockhart, and I always felt that Professor Lockhart's attitude towards his sister was not quite right, and that kind of low-mindedness really shouldn't be the attitude of an older brother to his sister."

"Oh, that's what you say." Percy didn't even think about it and said, "You haven't taken their classes, so you probably don't know it, Assistant Teacher Tifa has always been relatively strong, and he is really strong, and his teaching methods are also very clever, and you also know that Professor Lockhart is usually more vain, and Assistant Teacher Tifa is actually very disgusted with him like that."

"That's why she's always reprimanding Professor Lockhart, isn't she?" Louis asked suddenly.

"Yes, that's right." Percy replied.

"That's not right...... I've never seen this strange sibling relationship, and my gut tells me it's not quite right...... It's an awkward feeling, but I can't tell." Hermione frowned, she really couldn't understand.

Louis thought to himself, you still watch less Japanese comics, and there are more sisters with this strong personality...... And the sister is not strict, okay?

"Probably because of your strong personality." Luis shrugged and didn't feel anything was wrong.

But Hermione still frowned at the question, but seeing that Louis didn't care very much, she suppressed the doubts in her heart, planning to have the opportunity to spy on the information herself.

"Well, after a busy night, you must be tired too." Seeing that Harry and Ron were in a bit sluggish, Louis said to them, "If you're hungry, eat something here before you go back."

As soon as he heard about eating, Ron's eyes lit up, and his originally sluggish spirit was swept away.

The end result was that he and Harry gobbled it up, shyly draped over their robes and crabbed back to the Gryffindor common room.

When everyone was gone, Louis went back to his bedroom.

The senior sister under the candlelight was lying on the pillow reading a book, her slender willow waist arched slightly downward, and the plump peach and the delicate back formed a heavy curve.

The senior sister's two jade-white little feet were swinging leisurely, and when she heard Louis opening the door and coming in, her crystal toes even scratched at him, as if she was sending an invitation.

"What are you looking at?" Louis walked over, and the claws of Lushan naturally rested on the straight and slender calves of the senior sister.

The warm and delicate touch made Louis feel it, and he subconsciously made a gear movement.

"What are you doing?" Catherine sensed Louis's movements, and she was stunned.

"Oh, subconsciously......" Louis explained with a smirk, "I thought I was driving, and subconsciously put up gear."

The result is a white eye from the senior sister, plus a kick that is not light or heavy.

"So what are you looking at?" Louis smiled and leaned over to see what the senior sister was looking at.

"Hey, you take your hand away, it's itching......" Catherine wrenched her right foot out of Louis's hand, and continued, "Not the books you got back?" I'm looking at that...... Well, "The Theory of Contradiction."

"Hey, why are you suddenly interested in these?" Louis was also interested, he held the little feet of the senior sister in his hand again, and the senior sister struggled a few times and did not break free, but no longer resisted, let him pinch it.

But Louis's next sentence made Catherine angry and wanted to hit someone.

"I always thought you were a muscular woman, why did you start using your brain?"

That casual tone, as well as the tone of under-beaten, can really make people angry that Jesus was born and the Virgin Mary ascended to heaven.

Catherine silently said two words in her heart not to be angry, and her anger really disappeared. She rolled her eyes and closed the book in her hand, "I can't just think about learning magic every day...... Now that I've become your girlfriend, I have to keep up with you, and I can't be a burden to you, and I can't help you with anything, can I?"

Louis patted his senior sister's peach with satisfaction, and praised him very smugly: "Concubine Ai is really getting more and more popular."

In 1169, Henry II of England elaborated on the theory of "the divine right of the king", which is "the joint action of the monarch and the Creator", so he used the word "e" to express "God and I", representing the monarch not only represents the royal majesty, but also represents the will of the Lord.

In fact, it is probably equivalent to "朕", "widow", and "lonely" in Chinese, and the fundamental purpose is to declare one's own uniqueness and supremacy in one power.

This usage is also used in some very formal styles, such as magazine editors or judges and other self-proclaimed, and the purpose becomes to assert their authoritative position in terms of professional level and professionalism - but in fact, just like the current Seris, you rarely hear others say "this official", "this professor" and other self-titles, after all, it is a harmonious society, and everyone is equal, and you say that you put up a fight at every turn, so what are you as a fortune teller?

In fact, the Pope has been using this self-title now, although he has few divisions, but his position in the Catholic community is indeed different.

"Say you're fat, you're still panting." Catherine snorted, withdrew her little foot from Louis's hand, and lay on her side on the bed in a different position, one arm resting on the pillow to support her cheek, and the other hand pinched Louis's clothes, and brought him to the bed.

Looking face to face for a long time, Catherine's eyes were as gentle as water, as if she was saying to him, as if she was muttering to herself, "My fawn is so handsome, I can't get enough of it......

"I remember you weren't like that before, you couldn't say that before." Louis smiled and picked at her chin, as if teasing the kitten: "You used to blush when you were fine, I see you ...... now"

He stubbornly choked back the phrase "thick-skinned".

"What now?" Catherine asked with interest.

"It's just that I'm getting more and more proficient at teasing." Louis is very from the heart.

"There is nothing to hide and nothing to be ashamed of when you love someone." Catherine said so, but Louis could still see the crimson clouds on her face even by the light.

"Really?" Louis leaned his little face up and pulled the distance closer, and he could clearly feel Catherine's breathing a little short.

"That...... How can that be fake?" Catherine said a little unnaturally, she really couldn't suppress the feeling of shyness.

Louis could see it, of course, he was secretly smiling in his heart, anyway, he was idle and bored now, and he planned to tease Catherine well.

"I see that you are very unnatural, could it be that you have different hearts?" Louis asked, "Are you fooling me......

Catherine was in a hurry, she sat up suddenly, she didn't care about being a little gone, and just wanted to argue something, but she saw Louis's malicious smile, and she reached out in anger and slapped Louis on the cheek: "You little bastard, is it fun to tease me......

"Of course it's fun, hahahaha......" Louis laughed wickedly.

Catherine was angry and pressed Louis on the bed, wanting to slap him twice to relieve her hatred, but she was reluctant to do it, and was entangled, and suddenly remembered that Louis had tickled her before, so she reached out to Louis's waist with both hands and began to scratch the itch.

"Ouch...... Ouch, Kahy, Little Moon, I was wrong...... Hahahaha......" Louis is also very afraid of itching, and when Catherine scratched him like this, he suddenly laughed, and kept carping in Catherine's hands trying to break free, but Catherine had an advantage in age after all, coupled with the small magic spell secretly cast by not speaking of martial arts, he firmly had the upper hand for a while, and Louis couldn't move.

After all, Louis has grown up a little, and Catherine still has some trouble trying to subdue him, and even fine beads of sweat appear on his forehead. She scratched Louis's ribs and said fiercely, "Say! Don't you dare to break it in the future!"

"Hahahaha...... Little Moon, don't scratch it...... I dare, of course I will dare in the future......" Louis is a master who pays lip service to defeat, and his mouth is his strong point.

Catherine's hand quickened the frequency of tickling her ribs, which was good, and Louis laughed more cheerfully, out of breath, and even burst into tears.

"I'll make you hard-mouthed...... Ha...... Bastard fawn." After scratching for a while, Catherine didn't have much strength, after all, Louis's strength was not small, and her hands had to take care of scratching and itching, and under his struggle left and right, she was actually freed.

Louis rubbed the ribs and soft flesh around his waist, and seeing that Catherine was about to boil off, he turned over as a harrier, hugged Catherine's body from behind, wrapped his arms around her willow waist, and grabbed one rib with each hand, scratching and tickling like playing a piano.

Catherine, who was caught in the underbelly, went limp, and pressed Louis to fall on the bed.

"Hahaha...... Fawn...... You asshole...... Giggles......" Catherine giggled, and she wanted to rise up against Louis, but the tickle was scratched, and she was sore under the effect of the itch

Weak and powerless, he can't raise any strength to resist at all.

"Say! Do you dare to tickle me again?" Louis feigned a threatening tone, and his hands didn't stop.

"Don't you dare...... Don't dare...... Hahaha...... Don't scratch it, it's itching, fawn......" Catherine's white legs kicked weakly on the bed, kicking the quilt into a ball, and even the sheets were crumpled.

"Are you wrong?" Louis already knew that Catherine couldn't help but itch more than him, this time, this time, Catherine was eighty wounded, and one thousand self-inflicted injuries belonged to yes.

"I was wrong, I was wrong...... Ha ha...... Giggle......"

"That...... Tell me brother?" Louis slowed his hand slightly, and whispered in her ear.

There is no brother in English, Catherine has been studying Chinese since last year, and she speaks Mandarin more fluently than Louis, so Louis also speaks Chinese.

"You! Don't you think...... Hahaha......" Catherine didn't know what her brother meant, and refused in a hurry, leaving no room at all.