Obscure at Hogwarts

Outside the cubicle, the guy from Wakanda was very polite. He had probably received a good education in the far east. He knocked on the door and asked politely:

"Is there anyone in there?"

"No one, come in."

With a friendly smile on his face, Louis greeted the black guy to come in and said, "My name is Louis Rogers, what's yours?"

"Hi, my name is Lee Jordan, you can call me Lee!"

The black guy introduced himself and started moving his luggage into the compartment.

Louis helped him put away his luggage and wanted to ask him, do you know a guy named Kobe? I heard that he might be your successor.

However, black guy Li Qiaodan seemed to be an acquaintance. He felt like we had moved luggage together and we were brothers. After sitting down, he smiled at Louis and said: "Louis, you know what Hogwarts is about." The secret of the sorting?"

Although Louis vaguely knew the secret of the branch, he opened his mouth and was about to shake his head and answer: "I don't know."

But Li Jordan didn't give Louis a chance to answer at all, and continued to talk to himself: "It is said that pure-blood wizards are often assigned to Slytherin, nerds are often assigned to Ravenclaw, and all Hufflepuffs are assigned. They are a bunch of old-fashioned guys, and only warriors can be assigned to Gryffindor. Do you know where I want to be assigned?"

"Gryffindor..."

Louis thought to himself, but wisely did not choose to open his mouth to answer.

really...

Li Qiaodan didn’t even think about Louis’ answer!

Immediately, under Louis' eyes full of despair, he listened to Li Qiaodan talking endlessly:

"I think I am a brave person and should be sorted into Gryffindor, which is the best!"

"I heard that our principal Dumbledore is from Gryffindor. You know he is the greatest wizard in the world. I hope to be like him!"

"Louis, do you know about the game of Quidditch?"

"Merlin, I can tell by the look in your eyes that you like Quidditch. We have so many things in common!"

Louis is a quiet person.

Therefore, if murder is not illegal, he is absolutely willing to kill all the chatty people in the world, especially those like Li Qiaodan who don't need anyone's praise and can just talk to themselves and make you doubt your life!

Feeling like tens of thousands of flies were flying around his ears, Louis narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to control the magic sand to directly block Li Qiaodan's mouth!

But look at Li Qiaodan’s already tanned teeth...

"Ugh..."

"never mind!"

Feeling that magic sand might not be able to block Li Qiaodan's mouth, Louis still kept a smile on his face, and even occasionally nodded affirmatively to Li Qiaodan. In fact, he secretly cast a magic shield and had already used a soundproof spell to block Li Qiaodan's mouth. Sound is blocked.

Not long after it was quiet, Louis knew that he was going to be tortured by the Black Tang Monk again, and the reason came from the twin brothers outside the compartment.

"Hi! Louis!" The twins opened the door and walked into the compartment, greeting Louis.

"Hi! George, Fred, you're a little late!"

With a soft smile still on his face, Louis introduced everyone in the cubicle: "George, Fred, this is a new friend I just met, his name is Lee Jordan."

"Lee, this is George and this is Fred. As you can see, they are identical twin brothers."

"Oh! Merlin on top!"

Li Qiaodan sighed first, and then faced Louis with a confused look on his face: "Louis, how can you tell who they are? They look exactly the same. I think I need a mark to identify them!"

"Louis is different," George laughed.

"He's the only one who knows who one of us is," Fred continued.

Immediately afterwards, the two brothers said in unison with great understanding: "A lot of times, even our mothers can't tell us apart! Of course, we never want anyone to be able to identify us brothers. That would lose a lot of fun, wouldn't it? ?”

"Then do you know the secret of Hogwarts Sorting?"

Suddenly changing the subject, Li Qiaodan began to repeat what he had said to Louis before, and asked the twins:

"Where do you hope to be assigned?"

"Are we?"

George smiled slightly and asked Fred: "George, where do you want to be assigned?"

"Gryffindor! Fleiss, where are you?" Fred asked very cooperatively.

"Gryffindor of course!"

Ignoring the twins' exchange of identities and starting to play a prank on Li Qiaodan, Louis slowly closed his eyes, pretending to be tired and in need of rest, and quietly blocked out the chatter in the cubicle.

Soon, the train started and accelerated towards Hogwarts.

On the way, while Louis was sharing potato chips and candies bought from the supermarket with the twins and Li Jordan, he overheard the three of them discussing the news that the current Minister of Magic, Millicent Barnold, would retire after 1990.

of course.

What they were discussing was not why Millicent Barnold should retire, but the betting event that the Daily Prophet was going to hold.

In short, the Daily Prophet is setting up a betting game to bet on who will become the next Minister of Magic.

Although, Louis' knowledge of the HP world is limited to the movie series of the same name, and he didn't watch it very carefully.

But he did know that the next Minister of Magic was not Barty Crouch, the favorite of brothers George and Fred.

But Cornelius Fudge, who prefers to be unpopular, will be addicted to the power of the Minister of Magic in the future, and would rather believe that humans can really reach the sun after dark than admit that Voldemort is resurrected.

There is no doubt that the current gambling situation is a good opportunity to make money for the foresighted and reborn people.

Calculating based on Cornelius Fudge's odds that favor the underdog, if Louis is willing to bet on his remaining 30 gold galleons, it won't be long before the number of gold galleons he holds can be increased tenfold!

That would be a very substantial legal income!

It's enough to solve his urgent need for a large amount of materials to conduct potion experiments!

However, as he listened to the two brothers George Fred and Li Jordan heatedly discussing the possibility of betting, Louis did not open his mouth to express any opinions, nor did he send a letter to the Daily Prophet to spend all his savings on a bet. .

Because Louis is a relatively rational person, he feels that the foresight of the reborn person does not represent a winning bargaining chip.

This is the most common mistake that many reborn people make. They always feel that they know the plot behind it and can rely on that foresight to make things happen.

Who knows, a butterfly far away in the tropical rainforest gently flapping its wings may very well set off a storm on the other side of the ocean.

Who can be sure that the plot direction after rebirth will be exactly the same as the original plot?

Even if you can collect all of Voldemort's Horcruxes by relying on your understanding of the original plot, how can you make sure that Voldemort didn't score twice and make one more Horcrux?

After understanding that this is the world of HP, Louis is still not sure whether the boy who survived the disaster is named Harry, Harry, or Harry. Therefore, without being able to confirm whether there is a deviation in the plot direction, he He is never willing to pay even one copper nut for any gambling game.

But to be honest, anything that is decided upon with determination cannot avoid the law of true fragrance.

For example, when Louis suddenly heard that Li Qiaodan was going to be the banker and set up a bet on whether George could force himself to put on a maid uniform or whether he would kill him first, Louis wanted to spend all his savings and bet on:

"I bet George will die first!"