Vitaly seemed to realize, she straightened up, and tapped Louis on the back with fists with both hands, "I seem to understand a little, it's just to give her a motivation, right......

"So, you're still a little young in some ways, Vitaly." Louis sighed contentedly and continued, "Machiavelli said a long time ago that gratitude is nothing more than a fervent anticipation of the benefits that are to come."

"There are some benefits that are only given to others and the gratitude is only temporary, no one knows when it will end, maybe it's a day, maybe it's a month, it may be an hour, no one can tell." Louis smiled lightly, "But if you put this benefit in front of her, she will always work hard for this goal."

"Let's use the analogy of a donkey, if the donkey eats the carrot, it is likely that it will refuse to continue grinding when it is satisfied."

"But if you hang this carrot in front of it, then it will keep trying to eat it, and that's how it is with donkeys, and it's like with people." Louis concludes, "Of course, good boys don't learn these ......."

"Hmph, you're not going to use this tactic against me, are you?" Vitaly pinched him lightly.

"It's hard to say." Louis touched her soft and smooth thighs with his hand and said with a smile, "It's up to you to perform."

Vitaly leaned down again, her perfect body pressed against Louis's back, and in the sound of his slightly rapid breathing, her lips plumped into his ear, and she poured out in a coquettish voice, "I am my master's, from heart to soul."

Super, I'm not a shadow demon, what are you talking about?

The shortness of breath was not because Louis was reacting, but because he was pressed by Vitali......

Come to think of it, the young Louis was not a strong man, his body was still a little thin, and he was almost out of breath when he was pressed under Vitaly.

"Even if you say so, you won't be rewarded." Louis patted her thigh: "Get up, young master, I'm about to be crushed to death by you."

"I hate it, where are people so heavy...... Vitaly's voice was a little complaining: "If the owner dislikes me for being fat, I can lose weight......

"No, no! That's it! That's for the best." Louis hurriedly stopped, joking, this kind of middle-used and middle-looking figure is really likable, where is Louis willing to let her lose weight and destroy this beautiful scenery?

It's not like some figures, it looks dry, but in fact, it's useless......

Of course, there is no insinuation that Catherine is not the kind of white and thin figure, which Louis fully understands.

Vitaly reluctantly got up, looked at Louis, who was still lying on her stomach, and asked curiously, "Why don't you get up?"

Louis crossed seven periods in his heart, where did he not want to get up, he was afraid that he would expose his reckless situation after turning over.

Vitaly looked at Louis's embarrassed appearance, and suddenly seemed to understand something. ….

Unlike Catherine, Vitaly had learned these things from her mother—the French, who were good at it.

She smiled gracefully and softly, and sent an invitation to Luis, "If the master is uncomfortable, Vitali can do it."

"Nope." Louis shook his hand and refused, it was true that the body did not deceive people, and it was true that he did not have this idea.

He is also a more ceremonial person, even if Catherine doesn't mind the multiple Vitali and Christasa around her, he has to respect Catherine's opinion, at least, he has to keep it for Catherine for the first time, right?

Of course, it is also possible that he is just lying to himself.

"Then go to sleep." Vitaly smiled at Louis with a seductive smile, and as soon as she turned over and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt: "I'll sleep first, good night master."

Louis suddenly wanted to shout, "Oh, goblin, eat my old way."

But he endured it anyway.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, the two returned to school early.

Catherine was only slightly surprised, and she didn't pay much attention, she still trusted Louis.

In fact, Louis did not live up to her trust.

At mealtime, Louis's place became a battlefield again.

To his left sat Catherine and to his right sat Vitaly, and the two sandwiched him in the middle, with a plate full of food.

Catherine watched Vitaly fork a piece of food for Louis, and she was not to be outdone, and Louis could only stuff it into his mouth with tears, not even for Tom and Jerry.

Tom looked at the poor master, wiped a handful of tears in distress, and tearfully took the milk basin and drained it.

You have to replenish water, how can you cry for your master if you don't replenish water?

Tom's idea is still very simple.

In fact, Vitaly is not to compare with Catherine, she just thinks that Louis is a little thin, and she was a little out of breath when she was pressed yesterday, and she is really unmanly.

But she forgot that Louis is only twelve years old this year, and even if he is a virtual age, he is only thirteen, how can he be manly so quickly?

The atmosphere in the Shura field around Louis frightened the students, and Hermione, who wanted to come over and talk to Luis about house-elves, shivered, and didn't dare to come forward at all.

Since there were no classes on the weekend, Louis went back to his dormitory after dinner - it was his privilege not to study on his own.

Of course, it's not just his privilege, it's also the privilege of being the first in every grade, but everyone is very involved, who wants to lose the name of the first? That's not just an honor, it's also a real monetary reward.

How many young wizards would dislike having too much money? I'm afraid not.

And Catherine, as the first in the fourth grade, and Vitaly, as his secretary, naturally have the right not to study on their own.

Louis sat on the sofa, teasing Jerry with his fingers, and when he was not paying attention, he suddenly twitched his hand, Jerry turned in a circle and fell on a big horse, and the grapes that Louis had just pinched in his hand also smashed on his head.

Jerry stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and looked at Louis with one eye wide open and one eye closed, his face full of displeasure. ….

Tom pointed at Jerry with one hand, slapped his thigh with the other and laughed wildly, but Jerry picked up the grape and threw it into Tom's mouth, so hard that the grape even arched out of the back of Tom's head and bounced back into his mouth, causing him to do a backflip.

This time it was Jerry's turn to slap his thigh and laugh wildly.

"Alright Louie, stop bullying the two of them." Catherine walked in with the day's Daily Prophet and handed it to Louis, "Skeeter's side has started writing against the Ministry of Magic and speaking up for the Squibs."

"Oh, that's a good thing." Louis stopped and continued to tease the two living treasures, and took the Daily Prophet handed over by Catherine.

Tom looked left and right, and while Louis was not paying attention, he pulled a long cat and crouched on the ground and touched it quietly, and when everyone was not looking, he got up and grabbed Jerry, turned and ran, and the speed of the smoke made Bolt unreachable.

As a reporter who is good at making big news, Rita Skeeter is still very fast, she interviewed several typical Squibs almost overnight, all of them with names and surnames, and attacked the Ministry of Magic for being a fierce one, and there was no meaning of "unnamed" at all.

This is a lot of savings, but Rita in the photo seems to be a little unhappy, probably because she doesn't have the space to create.

That Joseph Mills, in particular, was almost a word of sadness, a word of blood and tears.

"I'm Joseph Mills, I'm a Squib, and I've been carrying the hopes of my family since I was born, my parents are wizards, and they've always wanted me to study at Hogwarts, and I've always dreamed of how great it would be if I could go to Hogwarts.

But when I was eleven years old, everything changed dramatically, and my home didn't welcome Hogwarts

Acceptance letter, and my family thought that Hogwarts had gone wrong, and even asked about it, but unfortunately, Hogwarts did not make a mistake, it was me, I ...... It's a squib.

From then on, I felt like the sky had fallen, but fortunately, my parents did not give up on me, even the eyes of my relatives and the ridicule of my friends did not change their love for me, but ...... Damn Death Eaters, damn Voldemort took my last loved ones, my parents hid me in the basement to protect me, and the two of them were killed by the werewolf Fenrir Greyback sent by Voldemort for a ridiculous reason, because they gave birth to a squib, and they were a disgrace to the wizarding world......

I have lived in bridges, slept in garbage heaps, fought with stray dogs over a piece of rancid bread, no one really treated me as a human being, everyone disliked me, Muggles disliked me as a dirty tramp, and wizards disliked me as a squib, a disgrace to wizards......

But, just when I thought my life was coming to an end in a mess, a light shone into my dark world, and it was His Highness Louis Mountbatten, and my God, when Mr. Malfoy—pardon me for calling him that, he wasn't a knight at the time—approached me, I even thought that Mr. Malfoy, who was once a Death Eater, had begun to do evil to the wizarding world. ….

Just when I thought I was going to die, I was informed by Mr. Malfoy that His Royal Highness Mountbatten was looking for a job...... God, it was then that I learned that Mr. Malfoy was slandered, and that he was not a Death Eater at all, but a man of high character—yes, how could there be someone with a dark mind around His Honourable Highness Mountbatten?

At that time, I had a very simple idea and low requirements, and I was thinking, haha, finally someone is willing to take me in, even if I don't pay me anything, just let me eat a full meal a day, and let me have a decent place to live, but I found out that I was really wrong...... Not only did I have three hearty and delicious meals a day, but there was also a spacious enough dormitory, and I had never experienced such a comfortable bed, such a clean room, except for the days at home......

You may not know what it was like to train in His Highness's workshop, but to be honest, for the first time in more than twenty years of being inferior to a dog, I really felt like a human ...... It was His Highness Mountbatten who gave us a chance to be human beings, and the most unimaginable thing for me was that His Highness, who was so noble and noble, actually held my hand without disgust and regarded me as a person, and from that time on, I, Joseph Milda, swore that I would never betray His Highness in this life!

But I really don't understand why the Ministry of Magic would take away our last hope just because of a bullshit secrecy law? I don't know whose interests His Highness touches, and I don't think the factory would violate the International Secrecy Act, but this incident tells me that there must be a conspiracy in this, a conspiracy against His Highness.

His Highness is a kind and honest person, but we, the Squibs who have received His Highness's favor, will never sit idly by and watch this happen! Even if we risk our lives, we will seek justice for Your Highness!"

「As。」 Louis put down the newspaper and said with some emotion, "Fudge is in big trouble this time."

Catherine glanced at the newspaper, pursed her lips and chuckled, "You're still honest...... You little bastard is the most dishonest of all, huh."

"I'm not honest with you." Louis rolled his eyes and dragged Catherine onto the couch and rested her head on her lap.

Catherine naturally put her hand on Louis's head, stroked his hair gently, and asked softly, "What the hell are you going to do with Fudge?"

"It's nothing more than throwing stones, digging into the walls, and mixing sand." Louis said lightly, "Now that the stone has been thrown out, it's time to dig the foot of the wall."

Catherine was so brilliant that she only knew what Louis meant by it for a moment. Vitaly also thought for a long time before she realized that only Christasza had a mouth full of nuts like a stupid big sister and her cheeks bulging like a hamster

The drummers didn't care what Louis was talking about.

My scalp has been itchy lately...... Isn't it going to have a brain? She muttered to herself as she ate.

"And what are you going to dig into the corner?" Catherine asked with a smile.

"Uncle Arthur, of course." Louis chuckled, "There are a few more candidates, I'll talk to Dumbledore in a moment."

"Of course, some people can only be used as pawns...... Like that Rufus Scrimgeur, you can take advantage of him in this matter." Louis tapped his finger on the table, "As far as I know, Scrimgeour has always been at odds with Fudge, and the enemy of his enemy is a friend, I think...... Maybe this person can come in handy."

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