After the incident caused by Louis's mistake, his parents, clearly overwhelmed, began searching for a magic tutor to supplement the lessons he had been receiving at home since his third birthday. In France, education is compulsory from the age of 3 to 16, but Louis's parents preferred to offer him a more personal, tailored education right at home.
After reaching out through their connections, they eventually found someone they thought might be a good fit. Her name was Appoline Delacour, a woman in her late thirties but still extremelly beautyfull, and she seemed to meet all the criteria his parents had set.
With all the effort they'd put into finding a suitable teacher, his parents wasted no time in arranging an interview with her.
And here they were—Louis, sitting across from Miss Appoline in the cozy salon, with the kind of amused expression that came from realizing she was expected to conduct an interview with him alone, without any adults around. It was an odd situation, to say the least.
"What am I supposed to do here? Do I—" she began, but was quickly interrupted by Louis.
"Aren't you already aware that you're being interviewed?" he asked, his tone surprisingly serious for his age.
Appoline blinked at him for a moment, caught off guard by how calm and mature he sounded. The child sitting across from her, though clearly very young, was far more composed than she'd anticipated.
She quickly regained her composure and cleared her throat.
"Well, I guess we should start by talking about what you know already, Louis," she said, smiling gently, trying to adjust to the unusual situation.
"Tell me, how did you discover your magical abilities?"
Louis leaned forward eagerly, clearly excited to talk about it. His voice was steady, confident, far beyond what you might expect from someone his age.
"I discovered magic by moving things with my mind," he said matter-of-factly. "It wasn't difficult, but... I made a huge mistake one day and accidentally made all the furniture in my room disappear." He paused, giving her a glance as if wondering how she would react.
"But it was an accident. I didn't mean for everything to vanish."
Appoline's eyes widened slightly at his admission, but she quickly masked her surprise with a calm smile. A child so young, capable of such feats? He definitely had potential—but she also knew that power, especially in the hands of a child, could be dangerous if not properly controlled.
"I see," she said softly, her tone more serious now.
"Magic can be dangerous if it's not handled with care, Louis. That's why I'm here—not just to teach you how to use magic, but how to control it."
Louis nodded solemnly, taking in her words. He wasn't just a child—he was already starting to understand the responsibility that came with his newfound abilities.
Appoline continued to explain the importance of control and responsibility in magic. Louis listened intently, understanding the gravity of what she was saying. It wasn't just about the magic itself; it was about learning to handle it properly.
When she finished, Louis looked at her, his expression serious and unwavering.
"I think you're the one," he said simply.
Appoline blinked, surprised by his calm and collected response. "Are you sure?" she asked softly. "You're so young... You should be playing, not worrying about magic."
Louis smiled faintly, his gaze steady. "I'm not like other children. I want to learn. I want you to teach me."
Just as Appoline was about to respond, the door creaked open. Louis's parents, Charles and Mary, stepped in, having overheard the conversation.
Without missing a beat, Louis turned to his parents.
"I want her to be my teacher," he declared confidently.
Charles and Mary exchanged a glance, both knowing their son well enough to recognize when he had made up his mind. Mary smiled warmly at Appoline.
"Well, that settles it then," she said with a soft chuckle. "You've made the right choice, Louis."
Charles stepped forward and offered his hand to Appoline.
"We trust you with our son's future. He's a special boy, and we know you'll help him learn what he needs to."
Appoline smiled, relieved. She'd been nervous about how this interview would go, but Louis's certainty reassured her that she was on the right path.
"I'll do my best," she said earnestly. "I won't let you down."
Louis beamed, satisfied with his decision.
"I can't wait to start. I want to learn everything—everything about magic."
Appoline chuckled softly. "We'll take it one step at a time."
With his parents' approval, Louis felt a surge of excitement. With Appoline as his teacher, his magical journey was finally beginning. The future was looking brighter than ever.