Louis wasn't ashamed of not knowing how to make sleep potions.

It's enough to have money, as the so-called hard man governs people, and the hard man governs people, do you think Professor Snape will know more? Under the temptation of someone's big order on my way, don't you still honestly soak in the office every day to make truth potion?

Although my professor is arrogant, this one is reluctant and that one is unwilling, but I know him very well, and in fact, his subtext is - you have to add money.

Harry drank the potion and collapsed unconscious on the bed, Louis glanced at the rest of the group, said nothing, got up and left.

Now that it's confirmed that there's nothing wrong with Harry, there's no need to stay here.

Pushing open the office door, Louis looked around and couldn't find Catherine, and saw Sakiya who was fiddling with the old tangerine peel that Ye Ziyan brought back from Seris, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, young master," Sakiya stood up and replied softly, "This is the old tangerine peel that Madame Ye brought back from Seris, would you like to have some taste?"

"Okay." Louis didn't refuse, he still misses this smell a lot, and he liked it in his last life.

While Saki was making tea at night, Louis walked into the bedroom, and Catherine was sitting on a chair, with a little loneliness between her eyebrows.

"What's wrong, little moon?" Louis walked over and gently stroked her supple hair, "Still thinking about the Triwizard Tournament?"

Catherine didn't speak, but put her backhand around Louis's waist, pressed her head to his abdomen, and mumbled in a nasal voice.

Louis rubbed her hair, but she could understand Catherine's feelings, after all, she had been preparing for this for more than half a year. She thought she was going to win, but when she was about to steal her home, even though she knew that there was Voldemort's conspiracy to guide Harry to a quick victory, she still couldn't accept it in her heart.

It seems that the calm just now is also strong.

Sakuya knocked lightly on the door, pushed the door in, and did not disturb the two-person world of the two, and quietly withdrew after putting the teapot aside.

"You don't need anything like this to prove yourself, no one in the whole school knows that you are the strongest ......," Luis said dryly, quite describing the feeling of "hard power champion", lacking in confidence, not at all the confidence that he bragged about when LGD was kicked eight in his previous life.

Catherine didn't answer, just mumbled in a muffled voice, and Louis really didn't know what to say, so he could only hold her and touch her head.

It is completely in line with the status quo of contemporary netizens, who will only complain about a harm, and then hug and pat and knead, just like a pastry master.

"Why don't we go hunting during the holidays, maybe we'll have some fun?" Louis patted Catherine on the back.

Catherine still didn't speak, just shook her head.

Louis didn't have a rut, thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to use the most straightforward way of comfort.

……

Honestly, this comfort was useful, at least Catherine didn't have the heart to think about the Triwizard Tournament. The trade, of course, was that Louis harvested a row of teeth that gnawed at the triceps.

The next morning, Louis, who was having breakfast in his office, was hurriedly called away by Ron, saying that Harry should be waking up soon.

Louis grabbed the unfinished sandwich from his plate and tried to call Catherine with him, but Catherine ignored him.

Well, it seems that she was really offended, and Louis spread his hands and decided to go out first.

"Have you eaten, Ron?" Louis asked, biting down on his sandwich.

Ron was a little worried, he hummed, and immediately shifted the topic to Harry: "Louis, do you think Harry will be okay, I didn't see him in very good shape yesterday......

"Don't worry, Jiren has his own natural appearance." Louis swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and decided to be ashamed to ask, "Anyway, Ron, can I ask you a question?"

Ron's heart flew back from Harry's body at once, and he looked at Louis as if he were looking at the New World, and said in flattery, "Ah

…… This...... Can you ask me any questions...... Is there anything else you don't know?"

"Of course, like how to coax women." Louis spread his hands, looked left and right, and saw that Catherine did not sneak along, and said softly, "I have a question, if Hermione didn't get to the first place in her grade, how would you comfort her?"

"Huh? Ever since you didn't take the test, Hermione had been at the top of the grade......" Ron frowned, thinking for a long time before giving such an unreliable answer.

Louis slapped himself on the forehead, and he immediately said, "I mean if, if......

"If so......" Ron thought for a moment and said with a smile, "then I'll take her to see Quidditch, you know, seeing Quidditch helps with physical and mental health......

Louis:......

Forget it, I shouldn't have asked Ron in the first place, I'm so stupid, really, I just knew Ron was straighter than me, and I asked him how to coax girls......

Ron looked at the absent-minded Louis and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you, you look absent-minded, did you Catherine off?"

"Oh, that's not true, she's just in a bad mood." Louis shrugged, "I don't know how to coax her, that's all."

"That...... Leave her to dry for two days, and I'll figure it out in two days anyway." Ron spread his hands and said it didn't matter—it wasn't his girlfriend anyway, and he wasn't angry at him.

[In view of the general environment,

Louis glanced at Ron with disdain, ...... Scumbag.

When he arrived at the medical wing, Harry was still asleep, and beside him, Lila Stassa was reading, Aunt Molly was on the other side, and Hermione was peeling apples.

Bill didn't know what to do, Sirius wasn't here, and when Ron walked in, Aunt Molly quickly booed at her lips.

It seems that Harry is still sleeping, and he has slept long enough...... Louis reached out and glanced at the time, he had fallen asleep at nine o'clock last night, and now it was half past nine in the morning, and Harry was still asleep deeply.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside the door, and there seemed to be a lot of people.

"What's going on?" Louis pointed out the door, unaware of what was going on outside.

Aunt Molly glanced at Harry and whispered, "It seems that Cornelius Fudge has been shouting since eight o'clock until now, and he is making a lot of noise...... If they don't shut up, they'll wake Harry up......

"What are they yelling about? What's going on again?" Louis asked, puzzled, "Could it be Voldemort?"

At this time, Harry also opened his eyes, he was now almost in time for Nobita, taking off his glasses was blind, and Lila Stassa saw him wake up and handed him the glasses as soon as she saw him.

Harry put on his glasses and saw the occupants of the room, and he grabbed Lilastasza's hand and said thank you.

At this point, Aunt Molly stood up, she didn't notice Harry getting up, her attention was completely drawn away by the people outside...... Aunt Molly was angry at the people who were arguing outside, believing that they had disturbed Harry's rest.

"It's Fudge's voice," she grumbled quietly, "and Minerva McGonagall's voice, isn't it?" But what are they arguing about? Early in the morning, do you want anyone to have a good rest...... It's really ......."

Harry heard someone yelling and running towards the ward.

"It's a pity, but there's no way, Minerva." Cornelius Fudge exclaimed.

"You should never bring it into the castle!" Professor McGonagall's voice sounded angry, "If Dumbledore finds out—"

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the ward was suddenly slammed open. Bill opened the curtain, and everyone around him was staring at the door, not noticing that Harry had sat up and put on his glasses.

Fudge strode into the room. Professor McGonagall and Snape followed.

"What about Dumbledore? , Fudge asked Mo

Aunt Li, her attitude is not very good, as if she is questioning.

"He's not here," Aunt Molly said angrily, "Your Excellency, this is the ward, do you think you, as the Minister of Magic, can do whatever you want—"

But just then, the door opened, and Dumbledore walked into the room with quick steps.

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked sharply, his burning eyes looking at Fudge and then at Professor McGonagall, "Why are you bothering these people here?" Minerva, you really surprise me......

Dumbledore's tone was somewhat point-in-cheek, and he was openly questioning Professor McGonagall, but in fact he was accusing Fudge.

"Hehe, I don't think there's any need to make sure Potter is safe anymore, Dumbledore!" She screamed, "Don't worry, the minister made sure of this! He's taken the security of the entire school up several notches!"

Not to mention, maybe it was infected by Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall began to speak in a weird way.

To be honest, Louis was a little surprised, he had never seen Professor McGonagall so impulsive - even when Harry was gnawed by a spider, she wasn't as anxious as she is now. Her cheeks flushed with anger, and her hands clenched into fists. She trembled with rage.

"We told Mr. Fudge that we found out that the Death Eaters were responsible for last night's incident," Snape whispered, "and he seems to feel that his personal safety is in question, and that he must enlist a Dementor to accompany him into the castle...... Well, the Dementor is standing outside now......

"My dear lady!" Fudge roared loudly, and now he also tore through his original gentle disguise, and said with a roar, "As the Minister of Magic, I have the right to decide whether I want to bring bodyguards or not, because your school is not safe right now! Death Eaters everywhere!"

"It's not just the Death Eaters, Cornelius." Dumbledore sighed and rubbed his eyes with his hands, "I don't think you know about Barty Crouch Jr...... He disguised himself as Alastor Moody and used the Triwizard Tournament and his fellow Death Eaters to come up with a series of plans, and now ...... Voldemort has made a comeback!"

"Listen to me, Dumbledore," Fudge said, a smile flashing across his face, "You...... You can't really believe it all, can you? God...... Is the mystery man back? No kidding, no kidding...... Since you mentioned Barty Crouch Jr...... That guy was a true lunatic, and you know what tortured the Longbottoms in the first place...... But how can such a madman be taken seriously, Dumbledore......

Fudge's expression was wonderful, he was utterly unwilling to believe that Voldemort had returned—it didn't do him any good, it was harmful, and he shivered at the thought that the throne of the Minister of Magic was in jeopardy.

"Tonight, when Harry touched the Triumph Cup, he was sent straight to Lord Voldemort." Dumbledore said firmly, "He witnessed Voldemort's resurrection. You might as well come to my office and I'll explain everything to you in detail, if you have the patience."

As he spoke, Dumbledore glanced at Harry and saw that Harry had woken up. Harry wanted to speak, but saw Dumbledore shake his head at him, and said, "I'm afraid I can't allow you to ask Harry questions today, the third event of the Triwizard Tournament has drained his mind, I hope you don't bother him, he's pitiful enough......

Fudge still had that strange smile on his face, and he also looked at Harry with a not-so-friendly look, then turned his gaze back to Dumbledore and asked with some hesitation, "You-um-you're going to take Harry's word for it, are you, Dumbledore?"

He was greeted by a moment of silence, and then Dumbledore spoke, his eyes sparkling, "Of course I believe Harry, it's a mother's doubt—I've listened to little Crouch's confession after taking the Truth Elixir, and I've heard Harry tell what happened after he touched the Triumph Cup; There is nothing wrong with the words of the two of them—you can't doubt that they are colluding with each other, right?"

Sirius sneered, "What kind of brain would it take to believe the Death Eater Barty Jr.

Would Crouch be in league with Harry? God, Fudge, you're not going to believe such nonsense, are you?"

Fudge had a bad look on his face, Sirius's yin and yang aura made him very uncomfortable, but he still had that weird smile on his face, and he glanced at Harry again, trying to characterize the whole problem: "You're going to believe that Voldemort has returned, to listen to a mentally deranged murderer and a frightened child, and this kid ...... He ......"

Fudge glanced at Harry quickly.

Louis had understood what kind of medicine Fudge was in his gourd, and he was now trying to characterize the whole problem as "insane murderers and frightened children" nonsense, in order to cover up the news of Voldemort's return, so that his position as Minister of Magic would not be shaken by such an emergency.