I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 125 You Are All My Family
It should be said that Riddle's deterrent power is still deeply rooted in people's hearts. After all, his name in the British magical world is still somewhat famous.

When holding the wand, Rita was not afraid, and even thought that she could get away with the help of Animagus.

But the moment he took off his hood, Rita Skeeter whimpered, her legs gave way and she fell to her knees.

She didn't think she could escape from the infamous Voldemort.

Of course, everyone was happy with the outcome. Ms. Skeeter readily agreed to Louis' request to become his mouthpiece.

No, it is the principle of correctly reporting any deeds of Mr. Mountbatten and ensuring fairness and justice.

She will be responsible if there are any deviations in the publicity and reports about Louis in the future.

Ms. Skeeter was visibly relieved. At least Louis didn't restrict her right to make a big news story, which was her little hobby.

Or rather, this is the hobby of all journalists.

When Louis returned to Hogwarts after dealing with this small matter, he happened to receive a letter from Lucius.

Lucius's efficiency was quite good, and after careful search, he actually found more than a hundred duds that had been in use for days.

Not all Squibs are as lucky as Filch, who still has a Hogwarts willing to take them in. It is difficult for them to survive in the Muggle world without going to school or having any contact with the Muggle world.

Squibs are not allowed to enter magic schools as students, and most of them can only spend their lives in mediocrity and poverty.

As for why you can't survive in the wizarding world even though you know some magical knowledge, I'm sorry, even jobs for serious wizards are not that easy to find, and you, a Squib, still want to find a job?
Just dream.

The equipment in the factory was all bought by Louis in the Muggle world, and the finished products could not be sold entirely to the wizarding world - how much purchasing power does the wizarding world have? In Louis's conception, the bottled moonberry juice could also be sold to Muggles.

Christasa's supply channel was very mysterious. One Galleon could buy 100 liters of moonberry juice from her. Louis didn't know if she made any profit from it, but this was already far beyond his expectations - you know, his expectation was only a few liters for one Galleon.

But what Keristrasza didn't tell him was that moonberry juice actually costs one gold coin a cup in Azeroth...

But as long as you can hook up with the bronze dragon... these are not a problem. Even the rarest and most mysterious Nightborne magic wine, the bronze dragon can give you as much as you want.

Of course, Louis also knew that Christrasza and the bronze dragon were flirting with each other, but he also knew a saying: If the water is too clear, there will be no fish; if the person is too cautious, there will be no followers. Some things are better left unseen.

Anyway, since they are bound by the system contract, Christrasza will not betray him.

Of course, so many people in the factory need to eat, so Louis had to tearfully set the price of the moonberry juice at five pounds a bottle, or one silver Sickle a bottle.

Moonberry juice is made according to international standards, with a bottle size of 500 ml.

This is also a consideration of the low income of wizards in the wizarding world, otherwise Louis would definitely benchmark against the Muggle world - five pounds equals one Galleon, the exchange rate set by Aunt Rowling.

Considering the current per capita consumption level in the UK, five pounds is not expensive, at least for such a sweet and mellow drink, its price is not expensive.

And moonberry juice is far more than just tasting good. It has nutritional value, beauty effects and anti-aging effects. Five pounds is already charity, okay?

Thinking of this, Lewis' eyes became moist.

It seems that my moral level is still above the average. If this kind of thing falls into the hands of the United States and is priced at fifty dollars a bottle, it is still another matter whether you can get it.

I must give Eagle Sauce a couple of stabs! Louis thought viciously.

Louis was also thoughtful enough to set up the factory in Prime Minister Hack's constituency. After Hack learned about this, he wrote a friendly letter full of praise and encouragement to Louis, but there was no actual expression.

If we have to talk about the actual expression, it was Huck who took the initiative to hint that if Louis ever wanted to award someone else an honor again, he could... uh huh.

As for the relationship, it's all about helping each other. Louis provided hundreds of jobs to his constituency, as well as a 30% discount on moonberry juice in the constituency. This favor was a huge one.

The cheapest thing in the world is favor, but it is also the most expensive thing. Louis understands this truth, and Huck, as a veteran official, understands it even better.

A total of three factories were planned to be built in Harker's constituency. One was responsible for the production of product packaging, that is, the production of beverage bottles. Another was responsible for bottling beverages, and the target of recruitment was the Muggles in Prime Minister Harker's constituency. The other was responsible for making high-end exquisite handmade gift boxes, and the target of recruitment was the Squibs recruited by Lucius from the wizarding world.

There were also some miscellaneous manual work assigned to the Dummies.

After more than a month of emergency intensive training for this group of duds, Louis' moonberry juice factory is about to set sail.

In fact, for the Squibs, this job is not difficult, and they don’t have to operate any machines - this is the most important thing. After all, the Ministry of Magic is watching them. You don’t have to worry about thieves stealing, but you have to worry about thieves thinking about it.

The Mutes cherished this hard-earned job very much and were extremely grateful to Master Louis - Lucius did this which made Louis very satisfied. He did not take credit for it, but told the Mutes honestly that it was not him, Lucius, but Master Louis who provided them with the employment opportunities for survival.

Although no one knows who Louis is, it does not prevent him from becoming the object of gratitude for the Squibs.

On the same day that the factory opened, the Daily Prophet quietly published a news story.

The title is "Who Cares About the Squibs?"

It was signed by Rita Skeeter.

"For a long time, the survival problem of Squibs has been a deep-rooted and difficult-to-solve problem in the wizarding world."

Then there is a description of the living conditions of the Squibs. Rita seems to have racked her brains for her whole life, trying to write about the poverty-stricken lives of the Squibs in a way that makes people sympathize with them. Then the topic changes.

He began to focus on praising Louis for providing jobs for poor Squibs.

"We noticed that His Royal Highness Mountbatten did not give alms to attract people's attention or buy fame in the wizarding world, but was sincere in helping the Squibs make a living.

He provided a decent way for the Smurfs to survive in this world, instead of letting them live like parasites - this is also the point that moved the author the most. A dignified, high-ranking duke, a royal highness, would be so considerate of the lower class people, thinking about what the Smurfs think and worrying about what the Smurfs worry about. This is truly a noble character that is hard to describe in words.

At this point, I have to mention that when I praised His Royal Highness Mountbatten in person, he reprimanded me severely, and shook the hands of a dirty - oh, forgive me for saying this - Squib Joseph Mills without any disgust, and said to him kindly: "You work in the factory to serve the wizarding world, and I open a factory to serve the wizarding world. We are all serving the wizarding world, but the division of labor is different, and there is no distinction between high and low. Don't be nervous, and remember to treat the factory as your own home. You are all my family."

Attached to it was a signature animated photo of the wizarding world, showing Louis shaking hands with Joseph Mills. Louis smiled warmly, making people feel like they were in a spring breeze. The Squib's eyes were full of gratitude and his smile was very honest. The workers watching around him also smiled sincerely and applauded as they laughed.

Below the photo are Rita Skeeter's inflammatory words.

"Let's think about it. Squibs were once part of us, and they were also children of wizards. Can we just let them fend for themselves just because they don't have wizard talent? Here, the author can't help but reflect on what he has done in the past. Well, even a pure-blood family cannot avoid the possibility of Squibs appearing in future generations."

"Can we really bear to let our children live that kind of life? That kind of life where no one is around and they can only struggle to survive alone in a strange and indifferent world. I am also a mother. Oh... God, I really can't imagine how my children would feel if they lived this kind of life."

The poem ends with a lyrical ending, which is so moving and emotional that it brings tears to everyone's eyes, at least that's how it felt to the students in the auditorium that day.

At the very end, there is a line of small words, which roughly means that for the living environment of the Squibs, please contribute your own strength and buy a bottle of moonberry juice.

Almost all the wizards who received the Daily Prophet today chose to go to the store to buy a dozen moonberry juices. One Sickle was not expensive, and there was a promotion going on right now. You only needed three silver Sickles to buy a whole dozen of moonberry juices, which was a huge discount.

The wizards' purchasing behavior was partly out of support for the Squibs and Louis' factory, and on the other hand...Rita Skeeter, for once, did not gossip about any rumors or make a big news. Instead, she started to focus on the sharp contradictions that needed to be resolved, which was unusual. Even if it was just for the sake of this old woman's return to prodigal status, she should be supported, right?

Children have the strongest empathy, especially Hermione, who threw herself into Louis' arms and burst into tears under the murderous gazes of Catherine and Ron.

"Louis...Oh, Louis, you are so kind..." Hermione's little face was crying like a cat. She sniffled and sobbed while praising Louis.

"What I have to say is, don't blow your nose on me." Louis really didn't want to say such ungentlemanly words, but there was no way, his girlfriend and good brother were watching...

At least you have to show your attitude.

Hermione blushed and pulled her head out of Louis' arms, rolling her eyes at him.

"You're the one blowing your nose on someone else..."

Ron quietly gave Louis a thumbs up, he admired Louis's action from the bottom of his heart.

Sometimes it is normal to feel a little jealous, it is human nature, those who can avoid it are either gentlemen or saints. But when you are facing classmates who are a little bit different from you, this kind of jealousy will basically not exist, but will turn into an attitude of admiration.

For example, you and your classmate Xiao Ming. If Xiao Ming, who is also a high school student, can solve some advanced math problems skillfully, you might feel a little challenged and jealous. But if your classmate Xiao Ming proves the Riemann hypothesis, then my first reaction will probably not be jealousy and envy, but "Fuck you, brothers, come and see God."

That's probably what it feels like.

"Come and have a look! The new issue of the Daily Prophet is here again!"

Neville's shout drew everyone's attention together. Almost everyone got a newspaper as they watched the owls flying in like the dense flock of planes when Li Mei was grilling Tokyo.

This is one of the welfare policies that Louis brought to Hogwarts. Every student can get the latest issue of the Daily Prophet every day. Of course, all expenses will be paid by Prince Mountbatten.

He doesn't lack the money either.

Dumbledore was a little reluctant at first, but when Louis said that he would check the content of the newspaper, Dumbledore agreed without hesitation.

In fact, what convinced him most was Louis' words "I care about everything, family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs."

After all, it is impossible for young wizards to keep their heads down and study magic all day long. They also need to pay attention to current political news.

"News from this newspaper...Mr. Lucius Malfoy has been awarded the Knight Grand Cross..." Pansy held the newspaper and almost shouted, "Oh my God, Draco! Your father will be honored as Sir Lucius in the future!"

Draco's face suddenly turned red with excitement.

He has always been proud of his father, and now his father has become a famous knight. How can he not be excited? Even if it is a less prestigious knighthood medal OBE, it is still a knight, right?

"It's my dad, it's my dad!" He could hardly speak, but just kept repeating it excitedly for a long time. He suddenly threw down the newspaper, ran to Louis and hugged Louis excitedly: "Thank you, Louis, thank you..."

"Hey, there are so many people here." Louis patted his shoulder: "If you want to hug someone, hug Poter, why are you hugging me..."

Draco was originally happy, but when Pott was mentioned, he immediately let go of Louis as if he had been electrocuted, causing a burst of good-natured laughter from his classmates.

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Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

Cornelius Fudge threw the newspaper on the table fiercely and growled angrily, "What are you doing? What are you doing? You are talking nonsense! Are you trying to break the International Statute of Secrecy? How dare you!"

"Notify them! Have the Department of Magical Law Enforcement send someone to seal up that factory! Damn it, I don't care who is protecting them. Even if Dumbledore is secretly supporting them, it can't be an excuse for them to trample on the International Statute of Secrecy!"

(End of this chapter)