I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

Louis always felt that this line was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Moreover, it feels like something is missing to go with this sentence.

Oh, by the way, one less Steel Star.

It's a pity that the strength of this eternal dragon man is not enough. Although he can gain the upper hand by restraining Chromie due to his attributes, it is not at all his own strength.

Speaking of Mannoroth's lines, these five guys may not be fat enough to pull off a wave of A's.

After all, Li Gui can't compare to Li Kui.

Chromie wanted to say something, but unfortunately she was choked by a corrupt force. The black dark matter condensed into a physical chain and strangled her into the air.

Poor Chromie was squeezing his neck with his little hands and kicking weakly with his two little carrot legs. He looked quite miserable.

"You...get out of the way." The Duke of Meowlington sounded behind them: "Their target is me and has nothing to do with you."

Lewis laughed and said: "You are so old, but the questions you think about are quite beautiful. Do you think they are such sensible people?"

Meowling opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the unruly laughter of the leader, the dragon man Mudelis. He laughed for a while, then turned his hideous and ugly face to Lewis: "I didn't expect you to be a smart man. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Louis looked around, and his normally tense expression suddenly broke. He grinned and said, "I, no one has dared to talk to me like this in my whole life."

"Isn't this enough today?" Mdelis had the mentality of a cat and a mouse, not busy doing anything at all, and even planned to provoke a few more words.

Lightning flashed in Lewis's hand, and a bright white lightning shot out. Before Mdelis could react, he was hit by the lightning. And the lightning continued unabated, constantly bouncing back and forth on the five dragon men. Under the action of the lightning, their strange-shaped bones could even be seen through the electric light.

As the leader, Mdelis is naturally thicker and rougher than the other minions. Although the younger brothers could not hold on even one ejection, Mdelis had to withstand two full hits before falling to the ground. The claws were still twitching unnaturally, looking extremely funny.

The fallen power in Chromie disappeared as Mudelis fell to the ground, and she landed lightly on the ground with a click.

Behind him, Duke Meowlington, who had given up all hope, had his cat eyes wide open, and even his pupils were dilated to the extreme. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

He thought he was about to die, but Louis, who had no appearance at all and had no hair on his face, came up and gave him such a big blow.

It took him a long time to react and asked curiously: "You...are you a wizard?"

"That's right." Louis rubbed his fingers, walked over and kicked Mdelis's lizard head.

"Can you do it, little dog?"

His expression was disgusting. You fell down before I even exerted any force?

I thought I could do something awesome. Wasn't it quite arrogant before the fight started? Unexpectedly, just fighting against the five scum... was not enough for Lemonia.

Lemonia: You didn’t release me either.

Mudelis wanted to say something, but the feeling of electric shock made his whole body numb and he couldn't make any sound at all. He could only move his fingers in vain and make a "ho, ho" sound.

The result was that Louis stepped on his neck and died.

After clearing up the mess, the static time in Brussels resumed its flow. Duke Meowlington breathed a sigh of relief after the disaster, sat back in his chair, looked at Louis, and said with relief: "Well, I think even if you are not sent by the royal family, at least you are not hostile to me... After all, with the help of Louis just now With his witchcraft, no one in this world can escape his assassination."

"You are wrong, Your Excellency." Louis bowed: "I can walk into any city head-on without any need for sneaky assassinations."

Duke Meowlington opened his mouth, "What the hell you said makes sense, I'm speechless."

"You don't need to worry, Your Excellency." Chromie added: "Before you defeat the French Empire, we will be responsible for your personal safety, and we will never let Eternity... let the monster assassinate you succeed."

"Then I'll be relieved, thank you." Meowlington shook his beard and added: "In addition, I think your information should be wrong. The other party's country name is Meow Lanxi, not France..."

The five of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and they quickly tightened their expressions to avoid laughing.

What a cute country name... Could it be that France is also a meow?

Oh no, it’s Meow Lanxi.

I just don’t know what kind of cat Napoleon is, but Louis is a little curious now.

There was a knock on the door, and Duke Meowlington's adjutant came in.

"Your Excellency, Marshal!" The adjutant raised his cat's paw and saluted, tilted his head and glanced at Louis and others, then stood there without saying anything.

Duke Meowlington coughed and signaled to him: "If you have any military information, please tell me directly. These are all our own people."

"Yes." The adjutant saluted again and opened the information book he carried with him: "Report from the front, Napoleon Bonaparte, Emperor of France, has led his army across Charleroi and entered Belgium."

"I know, Meow." Meowlington nodded.

The adjutant added: "The Duchess of Richmeow asked me to ask you if today's ball will be..."

Meowlington hesitated for a moment, and he remembered what his old rival Napoleon once said, "In war, morale is everything." The adjutant had received news of Napoleon's advance, which meant that the news could not be suppressed. Amidst the undercurrent of fear that swept through Brussels after the news came out, he knew that maintaining a calm external appearance would help prevent widespread panic. , this is crucial.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, but quickly gave his answer.

"Proceed as usual meow."

"Yes!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted again, then turned and walked out of the commander's mansion.

After the adjutant left, Duke Meowlington invited Louis to attend a dance party in the evening. Louis was not very interested in this thing at first, but out of curiosity to see a group of cats dancing, he did not refuse the Duke.

As the personal guests of His Excellency the Duke, they did not need to wear formal clothes. After all, they could not wear the clothes for cats, even if they were of similar height.

The dance will be held at about ten o'clock, so Louis is not going to sit around in the house. When he has nothing to do, he invites Catherine and Ye Ziyan to go out for a stroll on the street.

As soon as he went out, he saw two cats pulling a trolley and humming with a wounded person running to the hospital. Louis admitted that his DNA had been changed.

This is the legendary cat car, right?

The streets of Brussels are not very busy, even though it is the capital of Belgium. Three people and two dragons walking on the street are very eye-catching and always attract the attention of passers-by.

After all, in a world full of cats, it is inevitable to see a few hairless beings walking on the road and talking. It is inevitable to attract attention.

Think about it, in the human world, there are a few cats that can walk upright and speak human words. That's about it.

There are no specialties in Brussels, so they walked into a fairly lively restaurant and prepared to try cat food.

It can't be cat food... right?

After turning around, there were soldiers wearing the uniforms of senior officers of the Lobster Soldiers everywhere. Only two cat gentlemen in regular uniforms could be seen sitting there slowly cutting fish steaks.

The menu was extensive, allaying Louis' worries. But for cats, the main food must be fish. There are very few types of beef, only tripe and steak. But poultry is quite abundant. Fish accounts for almost 60% of the menu, poultry accounts for 30%, and the rest is poor beef, mutton and pork.

It should be said that the cat's cooking skills are pretty good, at least much more delicious than those cooked by authentic British chefs. No wonder the restaurant is full of British military officers.

Perhaps this is why during World War I, the British troops complained that the cans they ate were produced during the Napoleonic Wars.

During the Napoleonic Wars, the British troops on the front line all went to work!

But having said that, the British canned corned beef is really unpalatable. Even in the harsh and difficult living conditions in the trenches, the British soldiers would try their best not to touch the canned corned beef. Generally speaking, canned food will be made into canned broth by the cooking soldiers. The scientific name is "Maconochie Stew". The veterans said that it is "inedible when it is hot and can kill people when it is cold."

Think about it, even the British say that food tastes bad, so how fucking bad does it have to be...

Even if it is the Maomao British Army now, even if the canned corned beef is replaced with canned salted fish, the taste may not be much better.

Just like Captain Huang said, there's nothing wrong with this canned corned beef except that it's a little salty and a little smelly.

Replacing it with fish will only make the flavor of the canned food worse, and it cannot be stewed with vegetables. Canned beef may not affect the taste of the stew, but smelly fish will.

This Belgian... no, it's Belgian Cat's restaurant. It tastes really good, and its craftsmanship can actually compete with the kitchen at Hogwarts.

The store owner was also very enthusiastic. I heard that he was a close friend of His Excellency the Duke of Meowlington. He immediately said that he would not accept the payment. At Louis's insistence, he still gave him two silver coins.

To sum it up, the store made a huge profit, and the meal didn't seem to cost a single silver coin.

Back at the handsome manor in Meowlington, Louis, who was idle and bored, began to invite Catherine and the others to play cards together. They played until about ten o'clock in the evening, when the adjutant came to inform them about attending the dance.

After getting on the carriage provided by Meowlington, the group set out for Duke Meowsman's mansion.

The famous Miao Shiman building is brilliantly illuminated by countless colorful lights. The guards stood on the brightly lit steps covered with red woolen carpets. On guard here were not only the military police, but also the chief of security and dozens of guards.

Many light carriages drove out, and many more drove to the door, carrying some servants in red uniforms or wearing feathered hats. Some cats wearing lobster soldier uniforms, stars and ribbons stepped out of the carriage, and some cat ladies wearing satin clothes and ermine coats walked carefully along the steps that were lowered with a clatter. Come down, and then walk quickly and silently along the red carpet on the steps.

Almost every time a carriage drove up to the door, there was a murmur from the crowd, and people took off their hats in salute.

The Duke of Meowlington is the supreme commander of the British army and the most distinguished guest of this ball. The moment he walked into the hall, everyone was silent and paid attention to him.

Louis followed behind him. In the magnificent hall, a large blue exquisite palace lantern was hung. The slightly trembling tassels on the lamp fit perfectly with the shimmering floor and the low hanging velvet blue curtains. At this critical moment when Napoleon's army is approaching, being in this untimely and gorgeous ball always makes people feel confused and confused.

It’s not that the front is tight and the rear is tight. Times are different, so there’s no need to be harsh.

The young Lady Georgiana Meow Knox is dancing. She is the real wife of Duke Meow Knox and the organizer of this ball. Seeing Meowlington walking into the room, she stopped slowly, walked up to Meowlington gracefully, made a lady's salute first, and then asked: "Your Excellency, everyone at the ball is discussing Napoleon's entry into Belgium. , is this true?"

Louis noticed the Duchess's breed, which should be a snow-white long-haired Persian cat with blue-gold eyes.

"Well, that's true." Duke Meowlington nodded calmly and said to her: "Tomorrow morning, we will set off from Brussels to face Napoleon's army."

"Oh my god..." Duchess Georgiana covered her mouth with her cat paws, her eyes wide open, looking in disbelief.

"Okay, it's okay. We will definitely win the final victory. Do you understand, Madam? Yes, please don't worry." Duke Meowlington pressed down his cat's paw calmly, signaling Madam not to have any mood swings, so as not to affect morale.

After all, those attending the meeting were all officers of all levels of the anti-French alliance. In this era, officers are the courage of an army. If they are frightened, the troops they lead will suffer.

If you cower on the battlefield, it is likely to change the direction of the war.

The Duchess calmed down her emotions, took two deep breaths, and looked at Lewis and the others behind Meowlington, her eyes turning into astonishment.

"Who are these?"

"Oh, he's my good friend and the royal family's special envoy, Meow." Duke Meowlington introduced with a smile.

"Oh... they look so weird." The Duchess said hesitantly: "Well, they don't have hair on their bodies, wouldn't they be cold? Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"Hello, beautiful Duchess." Louis made an elegant gentlemanly salute, picked up the Duchess's paw, put it to his lips and kissed her softly. After letting go, he smiled tall and straight: "You don't have to worry, we, um, are more resistant to freezing."

"Ah... Such a duck..." The Duchess suddenly realized that she actually believed what Louis said.