Chapter 56: Sleep, Sleep, My Good Little Baby… Hmph Hmph Hmph

Chapter 56: Sleep, Sleep, My Good Little Baby… Hmph Hmph Hmph

Harold didn’t understand metaphors about first grade or second grade; he just felt the person before him was immensely knowledgeable.

Perhaps at first, Harold feared Louis because of his strength, but now he had developed a genuine admiration and respect for him.

His own teacher was a learned person, and in Louis, Harold saw the same quality.

He truly was qualified to be his teacher.

“Let me show you some of my little secrets!” After saying this, Harold rubbed his hands somewhat awkwardly and pulled Louis up into flight.

At this moment, Harold seemed to already be treating Louis as a teacher.

Up at Heaven’s Summit, there were many clouds of various shapes. These clouds were crafting all sorts of gifts. Greedbirds were constantly flying among the clouds, taking the gifts and delivering them to the Muggle children who were dreaming.

“I often perform globally in the Muggle world, teaching children who long to become magicians—they have talent, they have ability, they have desire, but the Ministry of Magic forbids them from learning… They don’t even know magic and wizards exist in this world…”

It turned out Harold was originally a Muggle, but he was a true genius, one more outstanding than even those pure-blood wizards. Yet no one was willing to teach a Muggle magic, and Harold had no way to access magic or wizards.

Until Harold met a magician.

He was a Wild Wizard.

No one could have imagined that Harold’s first teacher was actually a powerless Muggle Wild Wizard, the kind most despised and looked down upon by wizards!

Yet this Wild Wizard was a true scholar. He was a ‘bookworm’ without Mana who was deeply rooted in academic research, mocked by all wizards.

But this very bookworm ended up giving the world a fearsome great magician—Harold!

Many of the scholar’s magic theories were originally just talk, but in the end, they were all verified one by one by his disciple. The scholar’s dream of being a wizard was ultimately realized through his disciple.

After viewing Harold’s dream, Louis felt a bit emotional.

He didn’t say much. Instead, he said to Harold, “Let’s stop here for today.”

As he said this, Louis already saw his surroundings gradually changing into his own bedroom. He knew someone was calling him.

[Seeing Louis fading from his dream, Harold said, “Oh, sir, are you going back? It is indeed getting late. You should rest early.”]

[The dream ended]

“Sleep, sleep, you can’t feel me wiping your feet (‘Sister reminds the big bad Louis to sweep the floor tomorrow, and to wash Helen’s socks.’), don’t forget to sweep the floor tomorrow. And wash Helen’s socks… Ahem, wash mine too while you’re at it (said fiercely)…”

Louis blinked, smelling a faint fragrance and feeling a warm breath.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Ocris gently stroking his hair. Her warm lips lightly kissed his forehead, and she sang a lullaby in his ear:

“Sleep, sleep, my good little baby… Hmph hmph hmph hmph (Ocris’s mischievous laughter)…”

In the end, Ocris successfully woke Louis up.

Looking at Louis’s bewildered eyes, Ocris couldn’t help but nod with satisfaction and pride. She put down an ancient book she was holding and made a V-for-victory sign to her sister Helen on the other side of the bed.

Helen happily jumped on the bed.

“Come on, Helen, go get the foot-washing basin. One foot each for us~” Ocris picked up a damp towel with a smug look, happily humming a little tune as she got out of bed.

[As expected, I am the most outstanding.]

[It seems this book is correct. I should look through it properly later to see if it can teach this brat how to respect his teacher usually! Hmph!]

“S-sister, h-he’s, his eyes are open.”

“Oh, as I said before, that is reasonable. See, his eyes are glazed over.” Saying this, Ocris gave a triumphant smile.

She climbed onto the bed, flipped through the book on Louis’s chest, tossed her long hair, and pointed seriously at a page. “Look, doesn’t it say here? ‘During this kind of hypnosis, the subject may occasionally open their eyes, accompanied by some subconscious habitual small movements, or even sleepwalking. Of course, it’s also possible they have woken up.'”

At this point, the two sisters stiffened slightly.

Then, Ocris adjusted her strappy nightgown, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at Louis with a smiling, confident expression. She said to Helen, “Let’s test it. If he is hypnotized, he will nod.”

“Oh oh oh, Louis, Louis, were you hypnotized by sister and don’t remember tonight’s events?”

Louis nodded.

The sisters’ eyes lit up. So, Ocris pressed further, “Will you sweep the floor tomorrow and then wash my and Helen’s socks? (‘Too light, sister! You should punish this bad guy more. You washed his underwear today, you should make him also… Why are you pinching me?’).”

Ocris blushed and bit her lip. Her silly sister, how could they let Louis wash such things?

“Helen, let Louis polish our shoes—Louis, don’t forget to polish my and Helen’s shoes tomorrow.” Ocris pinched Louis’s cheek and said with a smile, “You have to squat down and polish them properly for both of us—when you see us putting on shoes at the door, hurry over~ little darling.”

Louis squinted his eyes and nodded deeply.

“Perfect!”

The two sisters clapped their hands in celebration, hehehe, chuckling mischievously.

Soon, Helen brought over a steaming foot-washing basin. Then, Ocris tiptoed back to Louis’s ear and said in that magical voice, “Time to wash feet, little handsome guy.”

Looking at the expectant gazes of these self-deceiving sisters, Louis obediently sat on the edge of the bed and put his feet in the basin. The two sisters smiled at each other and happily started washing, one foot each.

Now, both were involved, no one was upset, and their moods lifted.

“Helen, I heard someone might cause trouble at the office lately?” The older sister asked her sister with some confusion.

“N-no… (‘Don’t lie! Or have you not been going to work at all?’) Oh oh, it seems Lilith and her friends came to play with me these past few days…”

Listening to the sisters’ conversation, Louis’s eyebrows couldn’t help but rise.

These past couple of days, Louis had indeed seen some threatening and warning letters slipped under the office door. He also often saw some loitering Foxkin punks and little delinquent girls at the entrance.

He hadn’t paid much attention originally. After all, under Louis’s efforts, shops in Blackhorn Alley that could close had recently closed—like the Red Fox Den.

So there were plenty of idle people.

But from the serious look on Ocris’s face after mentioning Foxkin, Louis realized things might not be so simple.

In the academy, the Foxkin seemed to be a notorious outsider group. The White Wizards couldn’t afford to offend these Foxkin who mixed in ‘Blackhorn Alley’.

Many professors even feared their own students.

The so-called ‘debt collection’ and business dealings were naturally unsavory debt collection and dealings—some professors had borrowed money with high interest, others bought things from the Foxkin.

They used Laboratory funds, spent large amounts of money to buy junk from the Foxkin, and took kickbacks.

Regarding these matters, some professors were active participants, while others were forced.

Originally, the Foxkin were somewhat restrained, as there were professors in the academy who also mixed in Blackhorn Alley. However, ever since Yingling claimed a few weeks ago that her backer was the Faceless One, these true Dark Wizards of Blackhorn Alley began treating the Foxkin like revered ladies.

Since then, the Foxkin had no natural predators. The little ladies’ tempers were spoiled.

Thus, these already arrogant little foxes became even more arrogant.

Little Foxkin extorted, blackmailed, and loaned money everywhere. The academy had been a bit of a mess these past two weeks.

Ocris was worried the Foxkin might come cause trouble, so she asked Helen about the situation, wondering if she should mention it to Yingling.

Speaking of Yingling, she was actually Ocris’s boss. And Yingling’s sister, Lilith, was Helen’s boss.

The Yingling sisters were both from a great noble Foxkin family, and Yingling herself was a female Earl.

Although the title of Earl wasn’t as high as Princess, her family had a long history and deep connections within the Ministry of Magic and among wizard nobility. So Yingling’s family could be considered a powerful aristocratic house even the Witch Queen had to take seriously!

As for the Ministry of Magic, it had direct business interests with Yingling—Yingling laundered money for those politicians. And these true Dark Wizards like Yingling were secretly supported by the Ministry.

So she was a female gang leader who operated on both sides of the law.

Therefore, the older sister Yingling was now the boss of the princess in distress, Ocris. As for the little delinquent girl Lilith, who was responsible for debt collection and mixed in the ‘underworld’, she was Helen’s boss—even many professors at the academy feared this bad student, Lilith.

Originally, Miss Lilith had been well-behaved for quite a while after being scared by Stuart some time ago.

But after Louis disciplined Stuart, now Lilith’s psychological block was gone.

Now her sister had the backing of the Faceless One, so naturally, she planned to go out and have some fun—she had been wandering around the Dreamweaver Tower with little Foxkin the past couple of days, boasting about catching that evil Ling, intending to deal with it.

Too bad she didn’t find it.

Really knows how to borrow power from the tiger…

However, recently her little follower Helen kept saying she was being bullied, so there was fun to be had again.

Not sure if that bookworm had heard of the Faceless One, but that name didn’t need to be mentioned.

Lilith felt her own famous name was enough to intimidate Louis.