trainer at hogwarts

Morris stretched, threw away his quill, and spread it out on the chair.

"It's done." James came over.

"Yeah, it's not easy." Morris sighed, "I'm just an 11-year-old kid, why do you put so much pressure on me?"

James ignored the second half of his sentence: "Then let me learn from it."

Morris despised: "I thought you were done."

"How can I be that kind of positive person?" James retorted, "There must be someone between you and Simon who can do it. I will just copy it after you finish it."

"No one can speak so confidently except you." Morris was speechless.

"You're wrong." James shook his index finger and smiled, "And Thor."

Morris:

"Saul didn't make it clear before, how are you doing with the club?" Morris asked.

James protested: "Hey, hey, what do you call your club? We should call them their club."

Morris chuckled: "Why don't you want to play together?"

James stared at Maurice with a dead eye: "The Weasley brothers are a bit on top now, but that doesn't mean I'm on top too, okay? I'm not a fool like Thor."

Morris blinked, not expecting that this little kid was not easily fooled.

"Although I don't know what you want to do, my intuition tells me that you definitely don't intend to do anything good, and you also want to trick them." James muttered.

"Then why didn't you bring it up before?" Morris was a little curious.

"Because I can't refute you." James spread his hands, "I told you it was my intuition, and even if I told you, Saul wouldn't believe it with his temper."

Morris was secretly frightened. He always felt that he was assigned to a room with a genius, which was a bit stressful. He took a sip of milk tea to calm down.

"Are you really going to trick them?" James was a little confused. "You are obviously very good friends with Weasley and the others."

Morris thought for a while: "James, do you know that there is a kind of friend called a bad friend. As long as it does not harm each other's vital interests, the harder the two parties cheat, the happier they will be."

James's eyes were full of doubts: "Those who are cheated will be very happy."

Morris nodded heavily.

"You can rest assured"

"toot toot"

"Who is it?" James and Morris looked at each other, and both sides could see four words in each other's eyes.

You go and open the door

Morris waved the parchment, and James climbed out of bed obediently and went to open the door with bare feet.

"Bowman" James opened the door and saw a brown-haired classmate wearing a pair of thick glasses.

"Ah, ah, it's Keton, you're here. Go down quickly, it's Ruby and White. Ruby is talking to Digory. He is very unhappy. White is also very unhappy, and they quarrel and fight. There are also Digory and there are many people in Green. The prefect asked me to find White and Rubit’s friends, so I ran over, but just now...

"Stop." James stretched out his hand to signal you to stop talking. "It was Simon Lubitt and Sol White who were fighting and other people were involved. Just tell me if you are."

Bowman said "Uh, uh, uh" for a while, and finally nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, I get it, wait until I get dressed." James said "pia" and closed the door.

Morris crossed his legs and said, "Is this guy stupid?"

"Not the stupidest one." James began to search for shoes in the room, "Hey, why don't you go down? Sol and Simon are in big trouble now."

"The prefects are watching to see how much trouble can happen." Morris lazily stood up and slowly arranged his clothes.

The two "hurriedly" rushed to the common room hall, and the scene was a mess.

From Morris's perspective, the center was Sol and Simon sitting on the ground groaning, with obvious expressions of indignation on the faces of several younger people around them. The ground was filled with colorful ribbons, and some senior students held up their wands as if they were going to duel, but the obvious excitement betrayed them.

As expected, it was Saul who went to find Simon, and then the two were provoked into a fight by a group of people around who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously. The fishy eyes were mixed with some people from grades 3, 4, 5 and 6 who were addicted to it in the name of quarreling. classmate.

Summary: No big deal.

In fact, there wasn't much of a problem. Simon and Thor were intact except for a bit of pain on their butts and a bruise on their elbows. The prefects also mainly caught those who used magic indiscriminately. As for these two naughty children, a girl named Tonks had given them a good ideological education and they were very well-behaved now.

"That's a fool." Morris complained to James about the dwarf who went to their door to report the news.

"There are two more here." James said, "Don't stand there, Sol, go and drag him. Hey, how long do you two plan to sit down?"

A quarrel brought a lively ending to Hufflepuff's lively party tonight.

Except for Sol and Simon who were unhappy, everyone was in a good mood.

Morris was too lazy to pay attention to these two silly roommates, but James, on the contrary, was busy asking about this and looking at that.

"It's no use beating your own people. A true warrior should fight Slanthlin."

Regarding Sol's naive expression when he asked for credit, Morris replied and stunned Sol on the spot.

"Are you dreaming about fighting Slantlin Maurice? That's Slantlin they are much stronger than us?"

"Oh."

"Did you know that Slantlin are all pure-bloods? They have powerful magic tools and have learned many magics that we don't know at all."

"so what"

"That's why the idiot went back to fight Slantlin."

"Ha, coward." Simon passed by and laughed.

"What did you say?" Thor shouted.

"Coward, what's wrong?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, James quickly separated them: "I think you can give it a try. After all, every college has trash, right?"

Morris glanced at James in surprise. This kid was a bad learner.

"You can compete to see who has the most brushes." Morris silently added a suggestion.

James and Morris glanced at each other. Sure enough, cheating people is so happy.