I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

Vitaly seemed to realize something. She straightened up and tapped Lewis's back with her fists: "I seem to understand a little bit. It's just to give her a motivation, right..."

"So, you are still a little young in some aspects, Vitali." Louis sighed contentedly and continued: "Machiavelli has long said that the so-called gratitude is nothing but the enthusiastic expectation for the benefits to come. That’s all.”

"For some benefits, the gratitude you get after being granted to others is only temporary. No one knows when it will end. It may be a day, it may be a month, it may be an hour. No one can tell." Louis said easily Smiling: "But if you dangle this benefit in front of her, she will keep working hard for this goal."

"We use the analogy of a donkey. If the donkey eats the carrot, it is likely that it will refuse to continue grinding when it is satisfied."

"But if you dangle this carrot in front of it, then it will keep working hard because it wants to eat this carrot. This is the case with donkeys and the same is true with people." Louis concluded: "Of course, good Children should not learn this..."

"Hmph, you wouldn't use this method to deal with me, would you?" Vitaly pinched him lightly.

"It's hard to tell." Louis returned his hand and touched her soft and smooth thigh, and said with a smile: "It depends on your performance."

Vitaly leaned down again, her perfect body pressed against Louis' back. Amidst his slightly rapid breathing, her plump lips came to his ear, and she confided in a sweet voice: "I am the master's, From heart to soul.”

Chao, I'm not a shadow demon, what are you talking about?

The shortness of breath is not because Louis reacted, but because he was pressed by Vitaly...

Think about it, the young Louis was not a strong man, his body was still a little thin, and when Vitaly pressed him underneath, he was almost out of breath.

"Even if you say that, I won't reward you." Louis patted her thigh: "Get up, Master, I'm almost crushed to death by you."

"I hate it, why are you so heavy..." Vitaly's voice was a bit sad: "If the master dislikes me for being fat, I can lose weight..."

"No, no! That's fine! This is the best." Louis quickly stopped him, joking, this kind of both practical and attractive figure is so lovable, how could Louis be willing to let her lose weight and ruin this beautiful scenery? ?

It's not like some figures. They look dry, but in fact they are useless...

Of course, I didn't mean to insinuate Catherine, and Catherine was not that thin and white, which Louis fully understood.

Vitaly stood up reluctantly, looked at Louis who was still lying down, and asked curiously: "Why don't you get up?"

Louis had seven full stops in his mind. He didn't want to remember it. He was afraid that he would be exposed when he turned around.

Vitaly looked at Louis' embarrassed look, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

Unlike Catherine, Vitaly learned these things from her mother - French people are good at this.

She smiled elegantly and softly, and extended an invitation to Louis: "If Master feels uncomfortable, Vitaly can do it."

"No." Louis waved his hand and refused. It's true that the body can't lie, and it's true that he didn't have this idea.

He is also a person with a sense of ritual. Even if Catherine doesn't mind having multiple Vitali and Kristrasa around him, he still has to respect Catherine's opinion. At the very least, he has to keep it for Catherine for the first time. ?

Of course, it's also possible that he was just lying to himself.

"Then go to sleep." Vitaly showed a charming smile to Louis, turned over and wrapped her body tightly in the quilt: "I'm going to sleep first, good night, master."

Louis suddenly wanted to shout, Hey, you seductress, take a stick from me.

But he endured it.

A night of silence.

The next day, the two returned to school early.

Catherine was only slightly surprised, but she didn't pay much attention. She still had full trust in Louis.

In fact, Louis did not betray her trust.

While eating, Louis' place became a battlefield again.

On his left sat Catherine, on his right sat Vitaly, sandwiching him between them, their plates filled with food.

Catherine watched Vitali fork a piece of food for Louis, and she forked it over without being outdone. Louis could only stuff it into his mouth with tears in his eyes, and couldn't even give it to Tom and Jerry.

Tom looked at the poor master, wiped away his tears sadly, picked up the milk basin and drained it in one gulp.

You have to replenish water. How can you cry for your master if you don’t replenish water?

Tom's ideas are still very simple.

In fact, Vitaly was not trying to compete with Catherine. She simply felt that Louis was a bit thin. He was a little out of breath when he was pressed yesterday. He was really unmanly.

But she forgot that Louis was only twelve years old this year. Even if he was only thirteen years old, how could he become manly so quickly?

The atmosphere in the Shura Field around Louis frightened the students. Hermione, who wanted to come over to talk to Louis about the house elves, shuddered and did not dare to come forward at all.

Since there were no classes today on the weekend, Louis went back to his dormitory after dinner - this was his privilege and he didn't have to attend self-study.

Of course, it's not just his privilege, it's also the privilege of being number one in every grade. But everyone is doing very well, so who wants to lose the title of number one? That is not only an honor, but also a real monetary reward.

How many young wizards would dislike the fact that they have so much money? I'm afraid not.

As Catherine was the top student in the fourth grade, and Vitaly as his secretary, they naturally had the right not to attend self-study.

Louis was sitting on the sofa, teasing Jerry with his fingers. When he wasn't paying attention, he suddenly twitched his hand, causing Jerry to roll over and fall flat on his back. The grape that Louis was holding just now also hit him. head on.

Jerry stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and looked at Louis with one eye on his hips and one eye closed, with displeasure written all over his face.

Tom pointed at Jerry with one hand, patted his thigh with the other hand and laughed wildly. As a result, Jerry picked up the grape and threw it into Tom's mouth. The force was so strong that the grape even hit the back of Tom's head. A piece came out and bounced back into his mouth, causing him to do a backflip.

This time it was Jerry's turn to slap his thigh and laugh wildly.

"Okay Louis, stop bullying the two of them." Catherine walked in with that day's Daily Prophet and handed it to Louis: "Skeeter started writing articles to criticize the Ministry of Magic and speak out for the Squibs. "

"Oh, this is a good thing." Louis stopped teasing the two treasures and took the Daily Prophet handed over by Catherine.

Tom looked left and right, and when Louis wasn't paying attention, he stretched out a long cat that lay on the ground and touched it quietly. When no one was paying attention, he got up, grabbed Jerry, and turned around. Run, that speed is beyond Bolt's reach.

As a reporter who is good at making big news, Rita Skeeter moved very quickly. She interviewed several typical squibs almost overnight, all of them had names and surnames, and she criticized the Ministry of Magic fiercely. There is no "anonymity" at all.

This saves a lot of trouble, but Rita in the photo seems a little unhappy, probably because she has no creative space.

Especially that Joseph Mills, almost every sentence is sad, and every word is blood and tears.

"I am Joseph Mills, a squib. Since I was born, I have always carried the hope of my family. My parents are both wizards, and they have always hoped that I can enter Hogwarts to study. I I have also been dreaming about how great it would be if I could enter Hogwarts to study.

But when I was eleven years old, everything changed drastically. My family did not receive the Hogwarts admission notice, and my family thought there was something wrong with Hogwarts and even asked. Unfortunately, Hogwarts did not make a mistake in this matter. It was me who made a mistake. I... am a squib.

From then on, I felt like the sky was falling. Fortunately, my parents did not give up on me. Even the rolling eyes of relatives and the ridicule of friends did not change their love for me, but... damn Death Eaters, damn Voldemort took away my last relative. In order to protect me, my parents hid me in the basement, but the two of them were killed by the werewolf Fenrir Greyback sent by Voldemort for a very good reason. Ridiculous, because they gave birth to a Squib, they are a disgrace to the wizarding world...

Since then, I have lost my last family member and can only continue to wander. In the most difficult days, I have endured all kinds of hardships. I have become homeless and become a street child. I have lived in bridge holes and slept in garbage dumps. I had a fight with a stray dog ​​over a piece of rancid bread. No one really regarded me as an adult. Everyone despised me. The Muggles despised me as a dirty bum, and the wizards despised me as a dirty bum. A squib is a disgrace to a wizard...

But, just when I thought my life was about to end in confusion, a ray of light shone into my dark world. It was His Highness Louis Mountbatten. Oh my God, when Mr. Malfoy - forgive me for calling him so, he He was not a knight at that time - when he found me, I even thought that Mr. Malfoy, who was once a 'Death Eater', had started to 'eliminate harm' to the wizarding world.

Just when I thought I was going to die, I was informed by Mr. Malfoy that His Royal Highness Mountbatten was recruiting workers... Oh my god, that's when I realized that Mr. Malfoy had been slandered, and he was not a foodie at all. A Dead Apostle, but a person of noble character - yes, how could there be someone with a dark mind around His Royal Highness Mountbatten?

At that time, my thoughts in my mind were very simple and my requirements were very low. I was thinking, haha, finally someone is willing to take me in, even if they don’t pay me any wages, they only let me have one full meal a day and give me a decent job. It would be nice to live in a place, but I found that I was really wrong... Not only did I have three hearty and delicious meals a day, but I also had a spacious enough dormitory. Apart from my days at home, I had never experienced such comfort. The bed, such a clean room…

You may not know how I felt during those few days of training in His Highness's workshop. To be honest, after more than 20 years of being inferior to dogs, this is the first time I feel like a human being... Yes His Highness Mountbatten gave us a chance to be human beings. What is most unimaginable to me is that His Highness, so noble and noble, actually held my hand without disdain and treated me as a human being. From that time on, I, Joseph Milda, swear that I will never betray His Highness in this life!

But such an opportunity to be an upright human being has to be deprived. I really don’t understand why the Ministry of Magic wants to take away our last hope just because of a bullshit secrecy law? I don’t know whose interests His Highness has touched, and I don’t think the factory will violate the International Statute of Secrecy, but this incident truly tells me that there must be a conspiracy, a conspiracy against His Highness.

Your Highness is a kind and honest man, but we squibs who have received favor from His Highness will never sit back and watch this happen! Even if we risk our lives, we must seek justice for His Highness! "

"Alas." Louis put down the newspaper and said with some emotion: "Fudge is in big trouble this time."

Catherine glanced at the newspaper, pursed her lips and chuckled: "You are the only one who is honest... You little bastard is the most dishonest, huh."

"I was dishonest to you too." Louis rolled his eyes, pulled Catherine to the sofa, and put his head on her lap.

Catherine naturally put her hand on Louis' head, gently stroked his hair, and asked warmly: "How are you going to deal with Fudge?"

"It's nothing more than throwing the stone away, digging out the foundation, and adding sand." Louis said easily: "Now that the stone has been thrown out, it's time to dig out the foundation."

Catherine had a smart mind, and she knew exactly what Louis meant after just a moment's shock. Vitaly also thought about it for a long time before she realized that only Kristassa filled her mouth with nuts like a silly elder sister, her cheeks were bulging like a hamster, and she didn't care at all about what Louis was saying.

My scalp has been itching lately... maybe I'm going to have a brain, right? She murmured to herself as she ate.

"Then what corners are you going to poach?" Catherine asked with a smile.

"Of course it's Uncle Arthur." Louis smiled nonchalantly: "There are also several alternative lists. I will discuss it with Dumbledore later."

"Of course, some people can only be used as chess pieces...like Rufus Scrimgeour, you can use him in this matter." Louis tapped his finger on the table: "As far as I know, Scrimgeour Jay has always been at odds with Fudge. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I thought... maybe this person could come in handy."