I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

The next day, the three red-haired brothers took Harry out of the manor.

It was originally planned to let them stay for a few more days, but George and Fred, considering the urgent situation on Louis' side and for the sake of his life and health, were prepared to leave first and wait for a while before visiting again.

After thinking about it, Louis decided to let the three brothers take him with him.

Now, he was standing in front of Catherine's house, his mind filled with what the twins had just said to him.

"If Catherine hangs you up very high, be sure not to put your hands on your head when she puts you down," George suggested.

Fred chimed in, "That way you'll suffer less."

Indeed, if he fell directly to death, he would certainly suffer less.

He took a deep breath and recalled some aspects of his experience that his grandfather had talked about with Ron.

"To be honest, sometimes I really can't stand Hermione." Ron asked his grandfather while chewing the chicken drumstick: "Grandpa, since you are so good at dealing with women, can you give me some advice? Oh, my God, Hermione always gets mad at me for no reason."

"I can imagine that this little guy is definitely not that good at pleasing women." Grandpa said to the point, and asked again: "Losing your temper for no reason?"

"Yeah, losing your temper for no reason is..."

Ron wanted to explain what this sentence meant, but was interrupted by his grandfather.

"Of course I know what that means, you little fool, no woman will lose her temper for no reason, do you understand?" Grandpa stretched out an index finger and said seriously: "But it doesn't matter, you should All you have to do is apologize.”

"But I don't know where I went wrong, and I don't think I should apologize. It's obviously me who was picked on." Ron frowned and bit off a large piece of chicken leg.

"Oh, young man... you don't need to know where you are wrong at all, and you don't need to feel that you should apologize. You just need to say something... look at your big watery eyes, use them , pretending to look sincerely at that...well, Hermione."

Grandpa did not feel at all that he was teaching a child a bad way, but instead took it seriously as an elder to teach Ron life lessons.

"But that's lying." Ron was puzzled.

"That's the best time to lie, you stupid ass...who made you angry?" Grandpa scolded Ron with a strong heart.

Ron still didn't understand, and muttered: "I'm just telling the truth."

"It seems that you don't quite understand your situation... Think about it, do you want to be nagged by Hermione all afternoon?" Grandpa asked without raising his eyes.

"Oh...oh!" Ron suddenly had an epiphany.

Thinking of his grandfather's earnest teachings, Louis' eyes became moist.

What if I could also be a heartless scumbag?

With this thought in mind, he knocked on Catherine's door.

"Here...who is it?" Catherine asked from behind the door.

“The devil’s advocate, the magazine delivery guy—” Louis lowered his voice.

He didn't know whether the Woley family had ordered "The Quibbler," but it was definitely more reliable than the Daily Prophet, right?

If you say you are the "Daily Prophet", it is easy for you to get a few spells first.

The door was opened, and Louis saw Catherine's pretty face that was expressionless at first, and then instantly became angry when she saw him.

She slammed the door angrily, but Louis squeezed in from in front of her without missing a beat.

Catherine's eyes burned with blazing anger, burning Louis's heart with a little guilt. Her plump breasts were rising and falling, and one glance showed that she was on the verge of bursting into anger.

Louis saw that her hand had already touched the wand in her pocket. He quickly rushed to hug Catherine, looked at her sincerely with his big watery eyes, and apologized from the bottom of his heart: "I'm sorry, Cathy, I'm sorry... …”

Catherine paused, and the pitiful look in her eyes made her want to use a magic spell to control Louis. She retracted her hand that had touched the wand and pushed Louis away.

Louis knew there was something going on, and now was not the time to give up halfway. He hurriedly rushed forward to hug her again, but was immediately pushed away.

After repeating this several times, Catherine finally stopped pushing him and turned her body away.

No matter what, don't expect me to forgive this little bastard! She thought hard in her heart.

Since it was summer and the weather was relatively hot, Catherine only wore a thin white shirt on her upper body. The heat from Louis' breath penetrated the shirt and hit the skin underneath, making her a little upset.

Her hand had touched the wand several times, but she really couldn't let it go, even though the little deer behind her hadn't written to her in nearly a month.

When she didn't see Louis, Catherine was furious in her heart. When she did meet him, even if she didn't have to roast him, she would hang him up with an upside-down golden bell, at least for a whole day. But now she sadly discovered that when they met, she couldn't bring herself to teach the deer who hugged her tightly and admitted his mistake in a low voice, even if she knew how much water there was in those words.

"I'm sorry, Kathy, I'm really sorry." Louis apologized muffledly, trying his best to sound so sincere.

"Do you think I will believe it? If there is any truth in your words, you will not wait until you see a flock of owls before coming to my house..."

"As long as you are willing to forgive me, I will do anything you want." Louis said sincerely.

He really regretted it now. Why did he forget about writing to Catherine during the vacation?

It's true that the wizarding world doesn't even have a telephone - people like Harry who live in Muggle families can still talk on the phone when they have nothing to do, but purely magical families like the seniors can only use owls to communicate.

"Huh..." Catherine was unmoved, she just snorted coldly.

"Actually, I don't know how to face you now. Every time I think of you, my heart is very confused." Louis said to himself: "Actually, I am escaping from my inner feelings. Real thoughts.”

At this point, Louis was so moved that he even believed it.

It's true, if you don't touch yourself first, how can you touch others?

He also felt the body of Catherine in his arms tremble.

"However, when I was on the road, I had already decided that I could no longer be a coward. I should face my heart uprightly and like a man."

Lewis now completely ignores the system's crazy warnings. He doesn't care about the lightning skill tree or the Grief Eye. He just doesn't want his senior sister to be alienated from him and become a stranger in his world.

Just think of it as atonement, he thought in his mind, and was about to say those words.