I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 76: Arrogant at first and respectful at the end, it makes people laugh when thinking about it
Mr. Dursley's mind was now filled with the thought of old Louis arriving in a battleship and firing his cannon at him.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I just... uh..." Mr. Dursley felt awkward and nervous, and didn't know where to put his hands.

Even a middle-class person like Mr. Dursley was actually no better than the mule-kneeling tribe in front of the real Roman aristocracy.

If you don’t agree, you can also write an article called “My Marshal Grandpa”.

Louis couldn't help but smile as he looked at Mr. Dursley standing nervously in the door.

Arrogant at first and respectful at the end, it makes people laugh when they think about it.

He did not embarrass Mr. Dursley, but said gently: "Now, Mr. Dursley, can I visit Harry?"

"Yes, yes," Mr. Dursley kept saying, nodding his fat head rapidly and shaking the flesh on his chin back and forth.

He had completely forgotten the wish he had just made.

Mr. Dursley didn't care about Dumbledore because he knew that Dumbledore could not do anything to him, and on the other hand he had no idea about Dumbledore's identity.

But Louis is different. If you embarrass Louis today, Louis can embarrass him tomorrow.

The physical kind.

Mr. Dursley winked at Aunt Petunia, who understood and trotted up to the second floor.

After a while, she came down with Harry.

"Louis! Louis! Oh, my good friend." When Harry saw Louis, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

He rushed over and hugged Louis tightly like a young swallow flying into the forest.

Louis patted his shoulder awkwardly: "Alright, alright, I'm here now. If you continue like this, Draco might misunderstand..."

"Bah..." Harry quickly let go of Louis. He knew that Louis couldn't say anything nice.

After such a joke, Harry was not as sad as before.

"I……"

Harry tried to speak but was interrupted by Louis.

"I know everything. Don't worry." Louis patted his shoulder to reassure him, then turned to Mr. Dursley and said, "I'm sorry about Harry, Mr. Dursley."

Mr. Dursley shook his hand as if it was all right.

"I'm sorry, but I can assure you that it wasn't Harry who did it." Louis touched the back of Harry's head and explained for him, "But he is also responsible for this matter. How about this, you don't have to worry about Mr. Mason's order. I will have someone contact him and try to let him meet your needs. Do you think this is okay?"

In the previous life, there were many debates about the Dursleys' attitude towards Harry, but Louis didn't care about that. Other people's attitudes were their own business. There wasn't so much empathy in the world, and Louis didn't want to comment on it.

But Harry was indeed responsible for this matter, and Louis wanted to clean up his mess.

After all, Harry will have to live here until Sirius comes out.

The best way is to use both kindness and force, especially for the Dursleys... In fact, the most important thing is that he is used to this method. Only dark wizards like Voldemort would use intimidation. Others will certainly obey orders under high pressure for a while, but the efficiency of this passive approach is far less than that of the active approach.

Just like forcing people to work 996, under high pressure, employees are just taking a break to relax and slack off, and their actual efficiency is actually not that good.

But after all, most capitalists want to buy cars, but employees are not animals, they are also human beings.

How did that saying come about? If I earn 28,000 yuan a month, the company is my home. If I earn 1,800 yuan a month, screw the boss.

"That's...thank you so much! My Lord!" Dursley's face turned purple again, this time not because of anger, but because of excitement and joy. This helped him a lot.

As a result, Harry, who was always disliked by people, now looks so cute.

People are so realistic.

Louis had no interest in appreciating this British version of Ochumelov's color-changing stunts. It was one thing that he didn't want to comment on the Dursleys' previous attitude towards Harry, but it was another thing that he had no good feelings towards the Dursleys.

Helping him complete the drilling rig order from Mr. Mason is a way to repay Harry for his upbringing over the years.

Next, we have to take stock of the child abuse - but how to treat the Dursleys depends on Harry's opinion, which is a matter of respect for his friends.

He chuckled and said to Mr. Dursley, "Well...I hope Harry will have a happy life from now on."

"No problem!" Mr. Dursley smiled until his eyes disappeared. He hugged Harry and said, "Harry will be like our own son from now on!"

"Then I'm relieved." Louis smiled noncommittally, and pulled the reluctant Harry out from under his armpit: "I want to invite Harry to stay at my house for a while, it shouldn't be too difficult for you, right, Mr. Dursley?"

"No problem! No problem!" said the Dursleys in unison.

……

After all, the Dursleys are still Harry's guardians, so we still have to get their consent before taking Harry away.

Harry had quite a lot of luggage, so Louis helped him carry Hedwig, and the driver helped him carry the luggage down to the second floor. Under the envious gazes of the Dursley family, they drove away.

In order to avoid shocking the world, Tom and Jerry stayed in the car and waited for them to come back. Since they followed Louis, they saved a lot of trouble every day - mainly because Louis was used to having everything done for him, and he was not used to doing everything by himself after going to school.

After all, there was no way Bill and the others could follow him to Hogwarts, right?

Both guys were dressed in neat tuxedos, and they really looked a bit like that.

After Harry greeted them both, he looked at the interior of the car as if he had discovered a new continent... He had never ridden in such a luxurious car in his life.

Louis sat opposite Harry, and Diana sat with Harry. Harry was a little nervous at first, but the gentle Diana made him forget his nervousness and leave it to Hogwarts with just a few words.

"Orange juice, please?" Louis asked.

"Okay." Harry didn't know what he should drink, so he just asked and said okay.

Tom brushed his sleeves gracefully, took out a can of freshly squeezed orange juice from the wine cabinet, and poured a glass for each of the three people.

Louis was not yet an adult, and drinking was more or less bad for his health, so the wine cabinet was actually filled with various fruit juices that were freshly squeezed for him by his servants before each trip.

Harry took the juice and began to tell Louis about his experience.

"I thought none of you wrote to me, Louis." Harry, who knew the truth, was much more cheerful. He regained his foolish smile and handed the empty cup to Tom for a refill. "I was almost dying of anxiety... You know, I even thought you all didn't want to get along with me anymore... Fortunately, Dobby said that he intercepted all the letters sent to me..."

"You wrote to me too, right?" Harry looked at Louis.

Louis burst out laughing. He took the orange juice handed to him by Tom and said with a smile: "Silly boy...why would I write that stuff..."

"Not even Miss Worley?" asked Harry stupidly.

Diana's eyes turned amusement-like at the words "Miss Worley."

The glass of orange juice in Louis's hand fell to the carpet with a thump.

(End of this chapter)