It was another sunny afternoon, and Louis lay on the lawn of the castle squinting slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Young Master, your black tea. A cold voice came from the side.

Louis took a slight sip of the black tea, and said critically: "Well, the taste is a little greasy, you must know that I am a patient, Linda." ”

God knows how Louis got a greasy taste, and from the first day he was admitted to the school infirmary, he was clamoring to come out. In the end, when Dumbledott approved that he could be discharged from the hospital, he used the excuse that he was a patient and picked and chose everything.

I remember yesterday at lunch, Louis actually said that there were too many pumpkins in the pumpkin pie made by the school! Merlin's beard, is the pumpkin pie still called pumpkin pie made without pumpkins?

As for the tea made by Linda, it was too sweet last time, too bitter last time, and .......... last time Anyway, it's all kinds of picking on the thorns, and if you refute him, he will say that he is a patient and can't be stimulated......

"Please rest assured, young master, you have been discharged from the hospital so unwell in the past two days, I have booked a bed for you from Madam Pomfrey from Xin, and you will be able to go soon. Linda said coldly.

"Ahem... Ahem, ahem. Louis was unfortunate enough to choke again, scratching his head and saying, "That.... Linda, I didn't mean that, I'm totally fine, otherwise how would I be able to get out of the hospital?

"But you just said you were a patient. Linda said.

"I heard it wrong, you definitely heard it wrong! How could I be a patient, even if a dragon were standing in front of me now, I could beat him down!" Louis said in a righteous manner.

"Fight down the dragon?" Linda tilted her head, "I see, I'll have someone prepare a dragon for you." ”

With that, Linda turned and walked towards the owl's hut, and it was obvious that she was really planning to send the letter.

Louis quickly got up and stopped Linda: "Metaphor, this is a metaphor! This is an exaggerated expression, not that I really want to slay the dragon." ”

"Oh, then you should be clear, I thought you wanted to slay the dragon. Linda said with a sudden realization.

Looking at Linda's deliberately stupid expression, Louis was also helpless. When Louis first entered the school infirmary, the little maid was nervous, and if it weren't for Madam Pomfrey's resolute efforts to stop her, she would have been with Louis twenty-four hours a day.

However, since Louis was discharged from the hospital, he has been relying on his identity as a patient to toss the little maid. And now it is estimated that Linda finally saw that Louis was deliberately teasing her, so she became black again.

"Well, where is my well-behaved little maid....." Louis sighed, turning at a forty-five degree angle.

"Young Master, what did you say?" asked the little maid behind him with a smile.

"Uh.... I mean, Linda, you're so well-behaved and obedient, what a model of a maid. Louis said with a flattering face.

Thinking about what he had done in the past few days, Louis felt a little afraid. When did he become so fond of dying? Isn't this magical.... Well, this must be the fault of the ministers, Ale, is there a minister in this world? It doesn't matter, the important thing is that it's all his fault!

"That.... Excuse me.... Luis, can we talk?" a voice came from behind Louis just as he looked sad.