I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

It should be said that Riddle's intimidation power is still relatively deep in the hearts of the people. After all, his name in the wizarding world is still a little bit loud.

Rita was not afraid when holding the wand, and even thought she could escape with her Animagus.

But the moment he took off his hood, Rita Skeeter sobbed and fell to her knees on the ground.

She didn't think she could escape from the hands of the famous Lord Voldemort.

Of course, everyone was happy with the result, and Ms. Skeeter readily agreed to Louis' request to become his mouthpiece.

Ah, no, it is to correctly report any deeds of Mr. Mountbatten and ensure the principle of fairness and impartiality.

If there are any deviations in the publicity reports about Louis in the future, she will be responsible.

Ms. Skeeter was visibly relieved that at least Louis had not restricted her ability to make big news, which was her little hobby.

In other words, this is the hobby of all journalists.

After handling this small matter and returning to Hogwarts, Louis happened to receive a letter from Lucius.

Lucius' work efficiency is quite good. After his careful search, he actually found more than a hundred squibs that were unable to survive.

Not all Squibs are as lucky as Filch, and there is a Hogwarts willing to take them in. It is difficult for them to survive in the Muggle world without going to school or being exposed to the Muggle world.

Squibs cannot enter magic schools as students, and most squibs can only live a life of mediocrity and poverty.

As for why you can’t survive in the magical world even if you know some magical knowledge, I’m sorry, even jobs for serious wizards are not that easy to find. As a squib, you still want to find a job?

Just dream.

The equipment in the factory was all purchased and exchanged by Louis in the Muggle world. Of course, the finished products cannot be fully marketed to the wizarding world - how much spending power does the wizarding world have? In Lewis's idea, the canned moonberry juice could also be sold to Muggles.

Christasa's purchasing channels are very mysterious. You can buy one hundred liters of moonberry juice from her for one galleon. Louis didn't know if she would still make money from it, but it was much more than he expected - you know, his expectation was only a few liters per galleon.

But what Krisstrasza didn't tell him was that moonberry juice actually sells for one gold coin a cup in Azeroth...

But as long as you can hook up with the Bronze Dragon... these are not problems. Even the rarest and most mysterious magic wine of the Son of the Night can be had by the Bronze Dragon for as much as you want.

Of course, Louis also knew that Krisstrasa and the Bronze Dragon were flirting with each other, but he also knew a saying, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are careful, there will be no disciples. It is better to be confused about some things.

Anyway, there is a system contract, so Christasa will not betray him.

Of course, so many people in the factory also need to eat, and Louis had to tearfully set the price of this month's berry juice at five pounds a bottle, or a silver bottle.

Moonberry juice adopts international standards and has an unbeatable 500ml bottle.

This was also done to take into account the low income of wizards in the wizarding world, otherwise Louis would definitely have to match the Muggle world's standard - five pounds is equal to one Galleung, the exchange rate set by Aunt Rowling.

Considering the current per capita consumption level in Britain, five pounds is still not expensive, at least for this sweet and mellow drink, its price is not expensive.

And moonberry juice is much more than just delicious. It has nutritional value, beautifying effect and anti-aging effect. Five pounds is already doing charity, right?

Thinking of this, Lewis's eyes became moist.

It seems that my moral level is still higher than average. If this kind of thing falls into the hands of Midi and is priced at fifty dollars a bottle, whether I can grab it is another matter.

I must kill Yingjiang twice! Louis thought viciously.

Louis also thoughtfully set up the factory in Prime Minister Huck's constituency. After Huck learned about this, he kindly wrote a letter full of praise and encouragement for Louis, but there was no actual expression. .

If it wasn't an actual expression, it was Huck's initiative to hint that if Louis had the idea of ​​awarding others a medal again, he could... huh huh huh.

The relationship is all about helping each other. Louis provided hundreds of jobs to his constituency, as well as a 30% discount on buying moonberry juice in the constituency. This was a huge favor.

The cheapest thing in the world is favor, but the most expensive thing is also favor. Louis understands this truth, and Huck, a veteran official, understands it even more.

A total of three factories are planned to be built in Hacker's constituency. One is responsible for the production of product packaging, that is, the production of beverage bottles, and the other is responsible for filling beverages. The recruitment targets are Muggles in Prime Minister Hacker's constituency. The other one is responsible for making high-end exquisite handmade gift boxes, and the targets of recruitment are the squibs that Lucius collected from the magical world.

There are also some odd manual chores that are also assigned to the Squibs.

After more than a month of emergency training for these squibs, Louis' moonberry juice factory is about to set sail.

In fact, for the squibs, this job is not difficult, and there is no need to operate any machines - this is the most important thing. After all, the Ministry of Magic is watching. They are not afraid of thieves, but they are worried about them.

The squibs all cherished this hard-won job and were extremely grateful to young uncle Louis. Lucius was very satisfied with this. He did not take credit, but said to these squibs honestly. , it was not Lucius who provided them with opportunities for survival and employment, but the young uncle Louis.

Although I don’t know who Louis is, it does not prevent him from becoming the object of gratitude of the Squibs.

On the same day that the factory opened, the Daily Prophet also quietly published a news article.

The title is "Who cares about the Squibs?"

Signed Rita Skeeter.

"For a long time, the survival problem of Squibs has been a deep-rooted and difficult-to-solve problem in the magical world."

What follows is a description of the living conditions of the Squibs. Rita seems to have racked her brains all her life, trying to make the Squibs' poor and miserable life sympathetic.

Then the conversation changed.

He began to praise Louis for providing jobs to the impoverished Squibs.

"We have noticed that His Highness Mountbatten does not use charity to gain people's attention and buy fame in the magical world, but sincerely helps the Squibs to make a living.

He provided the Squibs with a dignified way to live in this world, instead of letting them live like parasites - this is what moved the author the most, a dignified and aloof Duke, His Royal Highness is actually so considerate of the people of the lower class, thinking personally about what the Squibs are thinking, and caring about their concerns. This is truly an indescribable noble character.

At this point, I have to mention that when I once praised His Highness Mountbatten in person, he reprimanded me severely and held a dirty--oh, forgive me for saying it--Squib Joe without any disdain. Joseph Mills held his hands and said to him kindly: "You work in the factory to serve the magic world, and I opened the factory to serve the magic world. Everyone is serving the magic world, but the division of labor is different." There is no distinction between high and low. Don't be nervous. Just remember to treat the factory as your home. You are all my family.' "

There is also an iconic animated photo in the wizarding world attached to it. It is Louis shaking hands with Joseph Mills. Louis smiles very cordially, making people feel like spring breeze. The Squib's eyes are full of gratitude and his smile is also very honest. , the surrounding workers also laughed sincerely, laughing and applauding.

Underneath the photo are Rita Skeeter's provocative words.

"Let's imagine that the squibs were once one of us and the children of wizards. Can we just let them fend for themselves just because they don't have the talent of wizards? Here, the author couldn't help but begin to reflect on his own past What he has done, well, even if it is a pure-blood family, it cannot avoid the possibility of Squibs appearing in future generations."

"Do we really have the heart to let our children live that kind of life? That kind of life without anyone, and can only struggle to survive alone in a strange and indifferent world. The author is also a mother, oh...god, really I can’t imagine what it must be like for my own children to live like this.”

Finally, there is a lyrical ending, written with both emotion and emotion, which makes everyone shed tears, at least all the students in the auditorium that day were like this.

At the end, there is a line of small words, which probably means that for the living environment of the squibs, please contribute your own strength and buy a bottle of moonberry juice.

Almost all wizards who received today's Daily Prophet chose to go to the store to buy a dozen moonberry juice. One siko is not expensive, and there is currently a promotion. With only three silver siko, you can buy a dozen of moonberry juice. This is a huge discount.

The wizards' purchasing behavior was partly out of support for the Squibs and the Lewis Factory. On the other hand... Rita Skeeter, a woman who for the first time did not gossip about gossip or make big news, was uncharacteristically People have begun to pay attention to the sharp conflicts that need to be resolved urgently. Even if it is for this old woman to return to her prodigal son, she must support her, right?

Children have the strongest ability to empathize, especially Hermione. While Catherine and Ron were looking at each other with cannibalism, she threw herself into Louis' arms and burst into tears.

"Louis...oh, Louis, you are so kind..." Hermione cried like a tabby cat, sniffing her nose while sobbing and praising Louis.

"What I have to say is, don't blow your nose on me." Louis really didn't want to say such ungentlemanly words, but he had no choice, his girlfriend and good brother were watching from the side...

At least you have to have an attitude.

Hermione blushed and pulled her head out of Louis' arms, rolling her eyes at him.

"You're just blowing your nose on someone else..."

Ron quietly gave Louis a thumbs up. He admired Louis' behavior from the bottom of his heart.

It is actually normal to feel a little jealous sometimes. This is human nature. Those who can avoid it are basically either gentlemen or saints. But when you face a classmate whose gap is so big, this kind of jealousy will basically not exist, but will turn into an attitude of looking up.

For example, you and your classmate Xiao Ming, if Xiao Ming, who is also a high school student, can skillfully do some advanced math problems, you may still be a little challenged and a little bit annoyed, but if you, Xiao Ming, classmate Xiao Ming, prove the Riemann Hypothesis At this time, I’m afraid your first reaction will not be acidity and jealousy, but holy shit, brothers, come and see God.

That's probably what it feels like.

"Come and take a look, the new issue of the Daily Prophet is here again!"

Neville's shout brought everyone's attention together. Seeing the owls flying in like a dense fleet of planes when Li Mei barbecued Tokyo, almost everyone got a newspaper.

This is one of the welfare policies given by Louis to Hogwarts. Every student can get the latest issue of the Daily Prophet newspaper every day. Of course, the entire consumption must be paid for by Lord Mountbatten.

He doesn't lack the money either.

Dumbledore was a little resistant at first, but when Louis said that he would check the content of the newspaper, Dumbledore agreed without hesitation.

In fact, the main thing that convinced him was Lewis's words, "I care about family affairs, national affairs, and everything in the world."

After all, little wizards can't keep their heads down and learn magic every day, and they also have to pay attention to current political news.

"News from this newspaper... Mr. Lucius Malfoy has been awarded the Grand Cross..." Pansy held the newspaper and almost shouted: "Oh my God, Draco! Your father will be honored in the future." For Sir Lucius!"

Draco's face suddenly turned red with excitement.

He has always been proud of his father, and now his father has become a well-known knight. How can this not make him excited? Even if he is an OBE, a not-so-high knighthood, he is still a knight, right?

"It's my dad, it's my dad!" He was almost speechless. He just kept repeating. After being excited for a long time, he suddenly dropped the newspaper, ran to Louis and hugged Louis excitedly: "Thank you. You, Louis, thank you..."

"Hey, there are so many people." Louis patted him on the shoulder: "If you want to hug Pot, why are you hugging me..."

Draco was originally happy, but when he mentioned the special, he immediately let go of Louis like an electric shock, causing a burst of good-natured laughter from his classmates.

…

Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

Cornelius Fudge threw the newspaper viciously on the table and roared angrily: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Playing the piano! Are you trying to break the international law of secrecy? How brave!"

"Notify me! Let the Department of Magical Law Enforcement send people to seal that factory for me! Damn it, I don't care who their protective umbrella is. Even if Dumbledore is secretly supporting them, he can't become their trampling on the international community. Reason for confidentiality laws!”