Hogwarts in the shadows

At this moment, Percy felt that he had officially become Hephes's close friend.

Judging from the huge force that Hephis was able to easily mobilize this time.

Percy firmly believed that Hephesus was absolutely capable of getting him the coveted position of Minister of Magic.

Even higher goals will not be empty words.

"Get up, Percy." Hephesus supported Percy's arm.

Percy stood up obediently, lowered his head, and stood in front of Hephes in an almost pious posture.

"Tomorrow is the day you will officially take office as director. I have specially prepared a small gift for you, and I hope it will suit your taste." Hephis said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master. Percy will treasure it."

Percy's knees bent involuntarily as he spoke, but a magical force held him up and stopped his movement.

"Moti." Hephis called softly.

A slightly old house-elf Apparated to the entrance of the room.

He gently opened the door and walked in.

"Master." Moti bowed respectfully to Hephes.

"I now give you Morti." Percy was shocked by Hephis' decision.

He was a little speechless for a moment, "Master, this... this is really too precious, I..."

"You are going to be a director, and you have a lot of work to do. With Moti here, you don't have to take care of your daily life yourself." Hephis explained.

"Thank you, Master, but I'm with my family now..." Percy hesitated.

Although he is an adult, he is only 19 years old, and it is not shameful for him to be taken care of by his mother.

But when the words came to his lips, he inexplicably found it difficult to say them.

Hephis certainly knew Percy's current situation.

He smiled slightly, "Look at my brain, I have prepared a house for you near your parents' home. Moti has already cleaned it up in advance, you can move in today."

"Master, I..." Percy's voice trembled slightly, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

He never expected that Hephis would consider him so carefully.

Hephis patted his arm.

"When you have power and status, you need symbols that match your status. You deserve these."

"Thanks for your kindness, my master. I swear allegiance until death to repay your kindness." Percy said firmly.

Hephis looked at Morty with a serious expression, "Morty, I formally order you as your master. From now on, your loyalty will belong to Percy Ignatius Weasley."

"Yes, master." Moti bowed deeply to Hephes again.

Then he turned to Percy and said, "I, Morty, from this moment forward, pledge my unconditional loyalty and devotion to my new master, Percy Ignatius Weasley."

After he finished speaking, he put his fingertips on his chest and bowed deeply to Percy.

After completing the ritual, Morti slowly stood up, walked behind Percy, and stood quietly beside him.

"Master, actually..." Percy looked into Hephes' deep eyes and swallowed his words.

The corners of Hephis' mouth curled up into an imperceptible smile, "Don't worry, I didn't give you a house elf to monitor you."

Percy felt a sense of panic and quickly explained, "Master, I have never thought of this."

He wanted to kneel down again, but the magic power kept supporting him, preventing him from kneeling down.

"Okay, it's just a joke, don't be so nervous." Hephis continued to explain.

"Morty was carefully selected by me from among the many house-elves in Hogwarts. He has been learning from another elf that serves the nobility for a while. He will not let you down."

Percy's face was full of gratitude. "Master, you are so kind to me. Percy has no way to repay you. I can only repay you with my whole life."

Hephis waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and take a look at your new home to see if it suits your taste."

"Percy likes it very much." Percy said, and stepped back respectfully until he reached the door before turning around and leaving.

Under the guidance of Morty, Percy Apparated to a small hill outside the village of St. Catchpole.

He looked at the somewhat familiar scenery around him and thought he was back in the Burrow.

He looked in the direction of Moti, where stood a three-story villa.

The villa is built with light yellow bricks and stones, which complement the dark brown window frames and porch.

The roof is pointed and covered with dark red tiles that are arranged in an orderly manner.

The whole yard is surrounded by a circle of snow-white and neat fence.

There is a green lawn in the courtyard and a bluestone path leading to the gate of the villa.

There is also a wooden swing in the corner, swaying gently in the breeze.

Next to it is an exquisite small pavilion, which contains a stone table and several stone chairs.

Moti pushed open the wooden barriers.

"Mr. Dam specifically instructed me to decorate it according to the style of the Burrow. I hope you will be satisfied. If the owner doesn't like it, you can change it at any time."

"No, this is great. Thank you for the trouble, Master."

Percy walked along the bluestone path and entered the villa.

The decoration in the villa is not as luxurious as Malfoy's house, but it exudes warmth everywhere.

Percy involuntarily began to tour the villa.

He stroked the soft sofa with his hand and felt that everything was so unreal.

In just a few days, he will not only be officially appointed as the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

He even had his own house and a house-elf that was loyal to him.

All this came so suddenly, as if something that would only be obtained in twenty or thirty years had arrived ahead of time.

Percy's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"Master," Morty's voice sounded, interrupting Percy's thoughts.

He held a rustic brown wooden box in his hand and handed it to Percy respectfully.

"This is what Mr. Dam asked me to pass on to you."

Percy quickly gathered himself together and raised his head slightly.

He quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

He took the wooden box and opened it gently.

Inside was a title deed and a key to the Gringotts vault.

His name was clearly written on the deed, Percy Ignatius Weasley.

It means that the villa belongs entirely to him.

He took out the key and rubbed it gently in his hand, "Moti, what's the matter with this key."

"Master, Mr. Dam opened a vault in Gringotts in your name and deposited 10,000 gold Galleons into it."

Moti explained respectfully.

Percy's heart was shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he swallowed hard.

You know, even if he is now the director, his monthly salary is only 150 gold galleons.

In other words, he would need to go without food or drink for more than five years to earn these ten thousand gold galleons.

Following a master like this, how could he not serve him with all his might?