After Harry was taken upstairs by Sirius, Louis did not relax, he sat in his chair with a frown, and played with the wand in his hand from time to time.

"Did you find anything, Louis?" asked Ginny softly. If there's anyone here who trusts Louis the most besides Linda, it's Ginny.

"I'm not sure..........," Louis said after a moment's thought.

"Does it have anything to do with Harry?" Ginny continued.

"I don't think Harry has the blood of a prophet. Louis said with a shrug.

"You mean there's something wrong with Harry?" asked Ginny, incredulously, "You should know that if anyone hated the Dark Lord the most, Harry would be one of the earth. ”

"yes...... Yes......." Louis said nonchalantly, "but what if Harry himself didn't know, what if his presence was a threat?"

Ginny stood up a little confused, and she paced in front of Louis, "This shouldn't be....... There is no reason to ....... at all."

Obviously, what Luis gave probably completely disturbed her mind.

"Ginny, don't listen to him, how could there be something wrong with Harry. Ron said in a hoarse voice, his face was very pale, and he looked terrible.

Louis looked at Ron with some amusement. He couldn't remember when Ron had become so filial, and the Weasleys had shown that he was no longer in danger, but Ron seemed to be in worse and worse shape.

"You don't seem surprised at all that Mr. Weasley is hurt?" Louis asked, squinting at Ron.

"You...... You..... What are you talking nonsense........." Ron said with some panic, as if he had been caught lying.

"I'm going to sleep....." Ron muttered no, and ran up to the second floor.

"Interesting......." Louis looked at Ron, who was almost trotting all the way upstairs, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Alright, it's time for everyone to go to bed, and you can visit Mr. Weasley tomorrow morning. With that, Louis put away his wand and went up to the second floor and into his room.

Ginny, although they wondered what Louis meant by what he had just said, did not continue to ask.

"Young master, aren't you going back to the castle tonight?" asked the little maid beside her.

"Well, I'm not going back at such a late hour. Louis yawned.

He had been working so late at Dumbledore's, and now that there was such a thing, he couldn't keep up at all.

"That's right........." the little maid looked a little reluctant to speak.

"What's wrong, Linda?" asked Louis curiously.

"There aren't enough rooms...... the little maid whispered.

"How can there be not enough room?" asked Louis puzzled, "How can there be enough room for so many of us during the holidays?"

"Sirius didn't know we were coming tonight, there were a lot of rooms left unavailable, and the house-elves were cleaning ........," explained the little maid.

"Well......." said Louis, "then you might have to squeeze with Ginny, is there any more bed there?"

"Sirius said Hermione .........would come later," the little maid said weakly.

"........" Louis glanced at the little maid helplessly, he didn't have the portkey to fly home from here, and even if he did, he didn't want to go through it again.

"Why don't you sleep here, and I'll sleep on the couch?" suggested Louis. The sofa here is no different from the bed, at least it is no problem to lie alone.

"How can you let the young master sleep on the sofa!" said the little maid with some anger.

"Then what do you say. Louis spread his hands.

"I can sleep here if you don't mind. Although the little maid's voice sounded calm, her ears turned red.

"Uh........" Louis said with some embarrassment, "that's not good.......

"It's okay, as long as you don't mind. The little maid's voice trembled.

Looking at the crimson that slowly crept up the cheeks of the little maid in front of him, Louis was very entangled in whether to agree, he felt that if he refused, he might be annoyed and embarrassed by Linda and die with him..........

"Alright then......." Louis said.

The little maid's face turned even redder, and she stiffened to help Louis make the bed and change into their pajamas.

This is the first time Louis has seen Linda's pajamas, usually Linda always sleeps later than him and wakes up earlier than him, so there is no chance to see Linda's pajamas.

"Do you like bears a lot?" Louis asked, looking at Linda's pajamas a little confused.

He tried to think of many kinds of pajamas that Linda would wear, but what he didn't expect was that Linda was actually wearing a bear-like pajamas.

"I only see ....... occasionally," said the little maid, bowing her head shyly.

"Well.........." Louis grinned and said nothing, he was afraid that it would not be fun for the little maid to go crazy if he continued to flirt.

Seeing the little maid standing there stunned, Louis asked a little puzzled, "Don't you come out without a bed?"

"No........" the little maid's head was buried lower.

Louis looked at the little maid in front of him with a toothache, and to be honest, he wanted to regret it very much now. I knew that he would waste time and go back, otherwise he wouldn't have been so embarrassed.

"That....... You don't want to sleep with me......... do you?" asked Louis weakly.

"Uh-huh....." the little maid made a mosquito-like sound.

Louis sat down on the bed with a confused expression, he had no idea how things had come to this...... He had always thought that Linda was sleeping in a different bed, just sleeping in the same room with him...........

"Alright then, I'll go to sleep first....." Louis said with some embarrassment, his eyes didn't dare to look at Linda, just casually looked around.

With that, Louis got into the quilt, and then it suddenly occurred to him that there seemed to be only one quilt. So he reluctantly turned his head to the little maid and asked, "So we only have one quilt?"

The little girl nodded shyly and did not speak.

"........." Louis felt that he only had one MMP in his heart to explain his feelings!

Originally, it was okay to sleep in one room, but it turned into sleeping in a bed. It's okay to sleep in a bed, but now there is only one quilt!

So the question now is whether the beast is better than the beast or the beast....... That's a problem..............

Although if it were a play, he would definitely support the protagonist to push it......... But after this happened to him, he really didn't know what to do........