I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

This is a hidden mission, and the reward for correcting the Meow Star timeline is six thousand Old Guard heroes.

Comes with a living Nahuang cat.

Catherine was not in a good mood after returning to the main world, and she and Ye Ziyan were autistic for a long time.

Chromie's next words almost made Louis press her to the ceiling.

The good news is, you can go home.

The bad news is that after staying there for several days, I missed the trial of Alunes, and it will be at least half a year before the next one.

But her little carrot legs moved very quickly, and she escaped in time before Louis exploded.

The frustrated Louis had no choice but to stay in Greenland for a few more days, so he could visit the magnificent mountains and rivers of the world.

Needless to say, Greenland is definitely a great place to escape the summer heat.

Traveling with him is Napoleon Meow.

Since he didn't look like a normal earthling, Chromie threw a few deception orbs at Louis before running away. Under the influence of the Orb of Deceit, the current Napoleon looks similar to the handsome man in the documentary.

In fact, Napoleon was not short. The dwarf in the sentence "Only dwarfs, foreigners and women can save France" actually refers to the Sun King Louis XIV, not Napoleon.

Napoleon is a foreigner, Corsica is Italian after all; the woman is Joan of Arc.

This sentence is actually somewhat problematic. The last French man who saved France was a tall man of 1.98 meters.

After all, he is a man whose name means "high".

"Greenland, I've heard of this place." Nahuang gave up the military uniform and went to the mall with Louis to buy a set of very fancy modern clothes - this was his hobby, similar to Liu Bei's, they both had delicious food and fancy clothes. Come.

"Yeah, Denmark is really lucky." Louis said meaningfully.

Even in the early 19th century, France already had countless fancy delicacies, but now Napoleon still feels a bit unreal when facing the food in Greenland's small restaurant.

"Has the world developed like this in less than two hundred years?" Napoleon sighed from the bottom of his heart after having had a good meal.

Of course, he might have held it in on St. Helena.

During this period, many people came to take photos with Napoleon. Even though everyone thought he was Napoleon's special type of actor, he was still very happy.

But then Catherine's words broke Napoleon's guard.

"The world always pities losers."

"What failure? How could you taint someone's innocence out of thin air?" Napoleon defended eagerly.

"But I saw you being hung and beaten by the Duke of Wellington at Waterloo." Catherine continued to display her venomous nature.

Napoleon's face suddenly turned red, and the veins on his forehead burst out, and he argued with a red face: "What kind of failure? Can it be called a failure if the subordinates don't do their best?" What followed were difficult words, what Gru? I hope you misunderstood me, saying that Ney is a reckless person, etc., which caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the dinner table was filled with a happy atmosphere for a while.

After being repaired by the system, Napoleon's body was still in good condition, and his old problems were gone. Moreover, due to the existence of the system's contract, Napoleon was now considered his subordinate.

This made Louis feel that his face was like the bed wetted by his eldest nephew William, infinitely magnified in a limited space.

"Have you ever thought about what you will do in the future?" Louis asked.

"I didn't think about it." Napoleon was indeed a little confused. After six years of exile on St. Helena Island, he was already different from when he was young. He was tired now that he had been relieved of his heavy responsibilities. In layman's terms, he was looking down on it.

"Why don't you come to teach in our school?" Louis asked unexpectedly.

"Teaching?" Napoleon became interested: "You mean, teach in that wizarding college you have? I'm quite interested in seeing a different world."

"If you are interested, I can give you some tips on witchcraft."

Louis took a look and realized that it would take a hundred points of anima to activate the wizard's abilities for Napoleon.

This is too simple. The wool comes from the sheep. After going around Waterloo, he gained more than 10,000 anima.

There is simply no way to spend it all.

Napoleon was even more happy: "I can... you mean me, I can learn..."

"Shh." Louis motioned him to keep his voice down, there were so many people around.

"Oh, sorry." Napoleon then realized the problem, and then he whispered: "Can I learn too?"

Lewis nodded and said, "But the most urgent task is to give you a legal identity."

The legal status is of course simple. His aunt still has this small right, it's just a matter of words.

However, this matter is indeed a bit magical. Granting the French Emperor the status of a British citizen is comparable to asking the Lion King to be an ordinary wolf in a pack of wolves.

After spending three days in Greenland, we finally made our way back home.

It is worth mentioning that Napoleon has been depressed ever since he read the history of France. He never dreamed that France would turn into that virtuous bear a hundred years after his death.

It’s time to breastfeed, folks.

Not to mention Louis, just talk about the boy who survived the catastrophe, Potter. For example, what he hated most during the year was the summer vacation, because every time during the summer vacation, he had to leave his beloved campus and go home to face the Dursley.

For another example, he really wants to do his homework, but he is always forced to do it secretly late at night. According to last year's experience, at this time, he is still under the quilt and does his homework by the light of a flashlight.

This makes my already short-sighted eyes even worse.

The Dursleys, who live at No. 4 Privet Drive, were once the reason why Harry could never have a good summer vacation. The most important thing they did during the summer vacation last year was to take away Harry's spell book, wand, cauldron and flying sky at the beginning of the summer vacation. The broom was locked and he was not allowed to speak to his neighbors.

But since Louis and Diana came here last year, the Dursley family's attitude towards him has completely changed. Even the room where he slept, Uncle Vernon took advantage of him to go to school. It was renovated inside and out. When I returned home for the summer vacation, not only did I not treat him the same as last year, but I was even more enthusiastic towards him.

This made Harry a little unfamiliar. He wasn't a cheapskate, but he just felt he wasn't used to it.

If possible, he...well, let's not let the Dursleys return to their unruly ways.

Now, he was sitting on the desk, enjoying the fruits and snacks cut by Aunt Petunia for him, and concentrating on his Potions class homework.

The teachers at Hogwarts School assigned a lot of homework to the students, especially Professor Snape, who gave them a lot of papers with a dead look on his face. The most annoying thing is the one he is writing now about shrinking. A thesis on potions, if possible, he really didn't want to write.

He repeatedly emphasized in his mind that it wasn't that he didn't like doing homework, but that the homework assigned by Snape really didn't look like something that humanoids could do.

Uncle Vernon, who once hated the wizarding world to the extreme, seems to have made a 180-degree turn now. After all, Louis has given too much. Just by talking, his company has gained at least hundreds of dollars every year. Thousands of pounds worth of benefits.

Now he really wanted to imprison Harry. How did he say that? Playing well is not as good as arranging well. Although it is a game, the same is true in life. Harry can be considered happy to have a good friend who can help him in all aspects.

Ron had not called for several days, and Harry knew that the last time he talked to Ron on the phone, Ron said that the Weasley family had won the Moonberry Workshop jackpot and were preparing to travel to Egypt with the family. Harry expressed his heartfelt blessings and secretly envied the Weasley family's family ties.

What’s more interesting is that when Uncle Vernon received Ron’s phone call for the first time, his expression was very strange. When he called Harry, he covered the phone and asked Harry with a strange expression: “You kind of... well, you wizards too Can you use the phone?"

It took Harry a long time to explain to him before Uncle Vernon understood that the wizarding world was not that old-fashioned.

The room was quiet except for the unreal snores of Uncle Vernon downstairs and Cousin Dudley next door. He looked up and glanced out the window. It was already very late, and the stars were twinkling in the night sky. He closed the cap of the ink bottle, packed the things and put them on the bookshelf, stood up and stretched, and glanced at the time displayed on the luminous clock beside the bed.

It was now one o'clock in the morning, and Harry remembered that just an hour ago, he had turned thirteen.

I almost forgot about this big day.

Harry rarely looked forward to birthdays. This was another way he was different from other children. He had never received any birthday cards, and the Dursleys had completely ignored his birthdays for the past two years.

Standing in front of the window, scanning the sky full of stars, he was absent-mindedly in a daze. In the dead of night, he would always think of his parents, whom he had never met.

Soon, he discovered that something was wrong. Under the golden moonlight, a strange, twisted black shadow was flying towards Harry, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Harry stood there motionless, watching it fly lower and lower. He hesitated for a moment, holding on to the window bolt, wondering if he should close the window. But the strange thing flew above a lamppost on Privet Drive. Only then did Harry see clearly what it was, and he quickly stepped out of the way.

Three owls flew in through the window, two of them guarding the third one, which seemed to have lost consciousness. They landed on Harry's bed with a pop. The big gray owl in the middle fell down and lay motionless on the bed. Harry noticed that there was a large package tied to its leg.

He quickly recognized that this owl was Errol, the old owl in the Weasley family. No wonder he looked like he was drunk. After all, you can't expect an old guy to be as good as a young one, right? .

He immediately rushed to the bed, unwrapped Errol's legs, and put him in Hedwig's cage. Errol drank a few mouthfuls of water without opening his eyes, and after two mouthfuls of food, he Make a sound like thank you.

The other two owls, one was his Hedwig, and the other was a beautiful tawny owl. The Hogwarts seal on the package and letter tied to its legs told him where this owl came from. After taking down the mail, the owl pecked Harry, flapped its wings and flew away.

After the owl flew away, Harry grabbed the package Errol brought, tore open the outer kraft paper, and saw the gift wrapped in golden paper. This was the first time he had received a birthday card in his life, ha. Leigh's hands were shaking a little. He opened the envelope and two pieces of paper fell out. One was a letter and the other was a newspaper clipping.

In the photo in the newspaper, their family was smiling happily, especially Ron, who was holding a mouse in his hands. He was afraid that others wouldn't know that he had a pet mouse, holding Scabbers high.

He opened the letter again, and it was filled with information about Ron's journey. It was very chatty and heart-warming. Harry smiled while reading the letter, feeling happy for his good brother from the bottom of his heart.

Another package was mailed by Hermione. The letter basically said that she was traveling in France and happened to meet Miss Healyacres. Unfortunately, she couldn't make an international long distance call to him. She happened to see Hedwig passing by. He wrote a letter and said he had given him a small gift.

Harry opened the package and found a broomstick maintenance tool and a "Broomstick Care Manual" as a bonus.

The last package was from Hagrid. Hagrid was not good at words, but Harry could still feel a lot of love for him. A strange-looking monster book was included with the letter. Without Harry noticing, the book escaped from his hands, stood up like some kind of grotesque crab, and scurried along the edge of the bed.

Harry was stunned for only a moment. With his strong skills, he immediately tied up the book and stuffed it into his original pocket.

The last letter was a letter from Hogwarts. It was thicker than before. After careful inspection, I discovered that there was a signature sheet underneath.

"On certain weekends, third-year students are allowed to visit Hogsmeade. Please give the attached consent form to your parent or guardian to sign."

The smile on Harry's face became even more cheerful. Hogsmeade was really great... He had heard of the name of this magical village and he had wanted to go there for a long time.

He looked at the time and saw that it was two o'clock in the morning... Forget it, let's wait until Aunt Petunia and the others get up tomorrow to discuss the signing.

Thinking of this, he planned to get into bed, but found another white figure flying from the horizon in the distance.

Flying closer, Harry recognized it as Louise's Emery.

After dropping the letter in a humane and disgusting manner, Emeris flew away proudly.

Harry shrugged. He already knew Emery's bad temper and didn't care much about it, and picked up Louis' letter.

It was to wish him a happy birthday and tell him that he planned to attend his birthday party. If possible, he must return a call after getting up. Enclosed was Louis' home phone number.