"Louie, Louie—" a sweet and gentle voice sounded from outside the door, "get up quickly, or I'll come in." ”

Louis opened his sleepy eyes, squinted and saw that the morning light was spilling on the ground through the gap in the curtains, and looking at the angle, it was about seven or eight o'clock. It was still early to mutter, he turned over and was about to continue playing chess with Zhou Gong, but unexpectedly the sound of opening the door sounded, and then his body was cold.

Turning around, the uninvited guest who had snatched his quilt happened to be looking at him for a long time.

"Ah...... Sister Diana, please let me rest a little longer, young children are growing their bodies, and lack of sleep can affect development. ”

Diana was unmoved, put the quilt aside, lifted Louis from the bed, and urged softly: "Get up quickly, don't be as lazy as grandpa when you are young......"

"What's for breakfast?" Louis asked, hugging the pillow with a cute face.

"Sausages, toast, baked beans in tomato sauce, roasted tomatoes, and scrambled eggs." As Diana spoke, she quickly made the bed for Louis, apparently rushing him out of bed.

"Sausages? Salami (Italian sausage) or Bratwurst (German sausage)? Louis asked.

"English sausage."

"Oh, no......" Louis felt a wave of nausea rush from his stomach to his throat, he buried his head in the pillow and moaned weakly, "I don't want ...... Don't eat emulsified high-fat crumbs ......"

"It's not a good habit to be picky eaters, my dear darling." After Diana finished speaking, she turned around and shouted, "Come in." ”

As the words fell, a row of maids rushed in, crowded Louis to wash, and then waited for him to change as usual.

A tired Louis sat at the table, facing the traditional English breakfast, and it was hard to swallow.

In fact, this breakfast was not unpleasant, the difficulty was the emulsified high-fat crumb, Louis had the pleasure of tasting a bite, even the most orthodox cumberland sausage, could not arouse his interest.

I know all about English cuisine.

As for the rest of the frying and stir-frying, it was quite good, but the Mountbatten family's tradition of not wasting food made him have to kill the sausage with a life-or-death attitude.

"Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love emulsified high-fat crumbs deeply." Louis murmured indignantly, and the maid who was waiting by him immediately cut the sausage into slices and placed it in front of him. He closed his eyes and picked up a slice of sausage and stuffed it into his mouth.

Should I say it or not, it stinks a little.

Clean and hygienic is it.

After years of cultivation, even the stone has to be smoked with some flavor, and the clever Louis naturally learned the manners of those nobles ten out of ten. Even if you force yourself to eat food you don't like, you can be elegant and impeccable.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, it is even more elegant.

"Fluttering, fluttering......"

Something seemed to be flapping its wings, and Louis followed the sound as an owl struggled to hit his window.

The Scottish round-faced fat chicken doesn't seem to be very smart.

"How can there be an owl? Oh...... Susan, you go get some food and go out and feed this poor little fellow, really, it looks like it's lost. Diana put down the newspaper and looked at the owl with pity.

Louis's previous letters were collected and sent by the servants of the family, so Diana did not know that owls also had the ability to deliver letters.

Louis called out to Susan: "Miss Susan, please stop, don't go yet, yes, yes, Mr. Bill, can you please open the window first?" I feel like this little guy is coming for me. ”

Diana furrowed her delicate eyebrows, but did not object to her brother's actions.

She also really wanted to get close to this little thing.

The valet Bill owes in acknowledgement of receipt, then steps on the stool and opens the window above.

The owl fluttered in, stopped on the table, and threw a letter in front of Louis.

Instead of rushing to open the envelope, he picked up his fork and pushed the sliced emulsified high-fat crumbs in front of the owl. The owl was not picky either, cooed a few times in thanks, bowed his head and began to enjoy the rare delicacy.

Take the bamboo shoots.

Diana also put down the newspaper, looked at the little creature in front of her, got up and walked over, stretched out her hand to touch its feathers, and looked at the letters on the table, and said with great interest: "This little guy is not afraid of people...... Well, is it here to deliver a letter? ”

Louis nodded, unpacking the letter.

It reads:

Dear Louis,

I've heard that Harry has been in a little trouble with his uncle's house lately, and I don't think you'll sit idly by as a good friend of his. Also, say hello to old Louis on my behalf.

You are faithful

Albus Dumbledore

He put down the letter, and Diana asked with concern, "Is something happening, Louie?" ”

"It's my headmaster, and it's not a big deal." Louis handed the letter to Bill and asked him to put it away: "The letter says that one of my classmates has a little trouble and needs my help with it. ”

"But......" Louis hesitated, "he doesn't seem to have told me where my fellow student is." ”

As if telepathically, another owl landed outside the window.

Susan went over to retrieve the letter, fed it a few more beef jerky, and the owl whistled twice with joy and flapped its wings and flew away.

Dear Louis,

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you the address of Harry's house, and I hope you don't blame an old man for his forgetfulness.

Surrey County, Little Whinging District, 4 Privet Road.

You are faithful

Albus Dumbledore

Louis crossed a few periods in his mind.

"Well, I'll need to make a trip to Surrey in a moment...... Mr. Bill, please inform Mr. Askine to have a car for me. Louis handed the letter to Bill and commanded.

"I'll go with you, Louie." Diana had a hint of worry hidden between her eyebrows: "It's too dangerous for you to go alone." ”

"It's okay, Duch (Diana's nickname)." Louis said with a smile: "My classmate's family situation is more complicated, his parents died when he was very young, and now he lives with his aunt and uncle...... Oh, and his aunts and uncles were Muggles...... It's just an ordinary person who can't do magic, and he has a very bad attitude towards him. ”

"Oh, that's pathetic." Diana was immediately full of pity for the little pity she had never met: "Then I will go with you even more, and I must take him to the house, alas...... Poor kid......"

At this point, she covered her chest with her hands, and her big eyes were full of sympathy and sadness.

"Well, if you don't feel like a toss." Louis shrugged, he didn't care.

As for Harry's uncle...... There's a way to deal with Vernon Louis.