Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

The most important prerequisite for this process is that the wizard must perform black magic.

And Lu Ke is a squib, so it is absolutely impossible for him to cast black magic.

So he will never become a dark wizard.

For Professor McGonagall, this was a trivial piece of luck among misfortunes, and it was equally embarrassing to mention.

For Lu Ke, it was just the opposite. This was a good thing that appeared out of thin air. After all, he didn't care at all about being a squib.

"That's the end of today's class. I'm going to see a complete paper tomorrow. You'd better be serious, otherwise this experiment will always be just an idea."

Lu Ke sighed helplessly: "I have said so much, why do I still need to write?"

Professor McGonagall looked serious: "Special courses require Dumbledore's approval. If your paper is not good enough, it will be impossible to convince Professor Dumbledore. He has always told me that the twelve uses of dragon's blood, as As far as the paper is concerned, it’s just a passing grade.”

Lu Ke nodded helplessly: "I will write it."

Professor McGonagall stood up: "In the Transfiguration class tomorrow morning, you can take up all the time to write the paper, but I will never allow you to skip class, do you understand?"

Lu Ke nodded, and then said goodbye to Professor McGonagall: "See you tomorrow, Professor."

Professor McGonagall nodded: "Goodbye, Mr. Lu Ke."

Then Lu Ke walked out of the office.

Lu Ke was serious about the experimental plan just now.

Of course, he himself didn't care about the Squib issue at all, but the research itself could bring many benefits.

For example, you can figure out why Voldemort never dies.

For Lu Ke, who has not watched the next three movies, Voldemort is a pure candy villain who is invincible until the end.

But Lu Ke was not prepared to keep him for seven years of happy life. It would be better for such a person to send him to Slytherin as soon as possible.

Lu Ke thought so and walked into the auditorium on the first floor.

It's noon now and it's time to have lunch.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Ke smelled a strong fragrance.

It was the twice-cooked pork he had just taught the house elves this morning.

Judging from the looks of the little wizards at the long table, they are all very interested in this kind of food they have never seen before, but not most of them dare to try it.

Lu Ke randomly found a place and sat down.

Of course he chose twice-cooked pork without hesitation. Lu Ke and Pallas each had a plate and enjoyed themselves.

So Lu Ke didn't notice the approach of the Weasley twins.

Yes, the prankster twins.

"Hello, hero."

When he didn't know whether it was George or Fred who said hello, Lu Ke turned around in surprise.

"Hello……"

"George," Weasley said, extending his hand to Lu Ke, "George Weasley."

Lu Ke nodded: "My name is Lu Ke."

"Hello Luke," Weasley sat down on the chair next to Luke, "You know, you are the hero of Gryffindor now!"

Lu Ke smiled awkwardly.

How could he have spoken out his thoughts directly if he knew that everyone could hear him during the Sorting Hat Ceremony.

Then the same voice on the other side said, "You know, even Slytherin doesn't want to go to Slytherin. This joke is so perfect."

Lu Ke turned his head and saw an identical Weasley.

"Hello, I'm Fred, Fred Weasley."

Lu Ke nodded: "Hello Fred."

"So are you interested in trying our exclusive super potion?"

After Fred finished speaking, George followed. The two of them had long been accustomed to this kind of conversation where each person said one sentence. Only Lu Ke was caught in the middle and turned around and felt dizzy.

"The Squib problem can be easily cured."

"Even a Muggle can enjoy the wonders of magic!"

Lu Ke sighed helplessly: "If you have something really interesting, I don't mind trying it, but forget it."

The Weasley twins were obviously stunned: "Interesting?"

Lu Ke nodded: "I like jokes and anything interesting."

The twins obviously didn't expect Lu Ke to say such a thing.

They looked at each other and fell into silence.

"Humor is a big proposition, but being funny is different."

While Lu Ke was eating the twice-cooked pork with a knife and fork gracefully like a born count, he was explaining what he meant by fun to the Weasley twins beside him.

"The essence of humor is to make people laugh. In order to achieve this goal, many jokes and comedies nowadays choose the simplest and most effective method, which is the clown."

"Find a silly, vicious, annoying, but non-threatening little character, magnify his shortcomings and ridicule them, and you can naturally make people laugh."

Lu Ke shook his head: "But it's not interesting."

"One thing must be admitted, that is, as long as we are human, we will have shortcomings, so when people see that a small shortcoming will be ridiculed so mercilessly, naturally they will not feel really happy after laughing. They will I am afraid that one day I will be ridiculed mercilessly like this.”

George, or Fred, Lu Ke had forgotten which twin was on the left, and suddenly said: "So interesting?"

"The essence of fun is to make people feel happy. Maybe they don't need to laugh out loud, but at least they have to make people smile. This is what I like."

The twins shook their heads without hesitation: "We just like humor."

"Humor is fun."

"It seems that Lu Ke, you are not suitable for real humor and you lack insight."

"Irony is the funniest thing in the world."

"It's so fun to make annoying people look bad. You don't think you are that annoying person, do you?"

Lu Ke nodded: "This statement is also very convincing. It seems that you really have your own thinking and persistence."

"of course!"

“We are absolute experts when it comes to humor.”

"We were telling jokes the day after we were born!"

"You will never imagine how surprised my dad was at that time!"

Lu Ke nodded, then stood up: "I'm full."

“Let’s save the discussion of humor for another time.”

"Goodbye then, Lord Earl Lu Ke."

The twins smiled and waved at Lu Ke together.

Lu Ke was stunned for a moment, then stopped.

"Palas."

The owl reluctantly turned around and glanced behind Lu Ke, then took a piece of parchment and placed it in front of Lu Ke.

It was a piece of parchment with a portrait of Lu Ke. The lines were simple and the style was exaggerated. The Lu Ke on it was a big-headed man who was posing and looking arrogant. There was a line of big words written next to it: "Even I know that Slytherin can't go!"

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