I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 100 Knowing the rules is the greatest skill

Looking at the graceful little maid standing before him, Louis remembered, wasn't that so-and-so? The final boss of the Nexus, the poor red dragon driven mad by Malygos?

Every time I fight the Nexus, I feel a pang of regret. How could such a beautiful girl be driven mad by that old lunatic Malygos?

But each time, the slight sadness was dispelled by her teammates.

"Where to go next after you finish the Magic Dagger?" People always ask this question.

It was all raised by my father-in-law.

What was that saying all about? Li Da, wielding two big guns, truly a man invincible...

Kristastha seemed to read Louis's mind and whispered, "Thank you, Master, for rescuing me from that old madman Malygos. If it weren't for you, I don't know what fate I would have suffered under his clutches..."

"Yeah, you'd be driven crazy by that," Louis shook his head and clicked his tongue in regret.

Fortunately, the little red dragon in front of us was rescued by the system as soon as it was captured, and did not experience that terrible and tragic fate.

Now he finally understood why the servants of the Life-Binder were UR. These weren't mounts; they were clearly mounts...

Ha, what does the system take me for? I'm a scholar of the Spring and Autumn Annals!

How could I, the rightful heir to the spirit of the dignified Prime Minister Cao of the Han Dynasty, emulate the cricket Yin Zhiping?

However, Christa is really beautiful.

"Is this your maid, Little Deer?" Catherine looked at Christa with interest. She didn't feel jealous or sour. Having gone through that incident, she now had a lot of confidence in herself and Louis.

There's no need for her to be jealous for no reason.

"Hmm." Louis nodded.

"This must be Master's lover? Christa greets Mistress." Christa curtsied to Catherine.

High Emotional Intelligence.

Catherine's eyes lit up immediately.

Ah, this maid is teachable. She felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Uh, we're not married yet," Louis said somewhat awkwardly.

Catherine was quite satisfied; her favorability towards Christa reached a considerable level almost instantly.

Knowing when to advance and retreat, possessing high looks and emotional intelligence, Catherine was extremely satisfied with Christa.

"From now on... well, you'll be working with Catherine." Louis assigned Christa his tasks.

The man and the dragon looked up at him, their expressions puzzled.

"I live in a boys' dormitory after all, and Christa is a girl... It's not good for a girl to live with me," Louis said, expressing his concerns.

You mean to say a female dragon, right? You mean to say a female dragon, right?

"But you..." Catherine still had some concerns. She thought Christa had been assigned to him by Louis's grandfather.

Old Louis: You overestimate me, my dear.

"It's alright, I have Aseria, that's enough," Louis said, not at all considering Aseria as a mother owl.

However, the owl stewards didn't seem to care about any of this. What hadn't they seen when they were advancing to the fortress? They'd seen plenty of things.

The Kyrians of Bastion are truly a blend of technology and ruthless tactics... never mind, it's disgusting to talk about them.

Solanlian looked at the luxurious carriage and the five elements pulling it with envy. If these did not belong to Louis, she would have secretly gone up to see for herself.

Louis saw through her longing and invited with a smile, "Sister Lian, would you like to come upstairs and sit with us?"

"I won't go." Solanlian coughed lightly, pretending to be reserved, but the longing in her eyes was impossible to hide.

I really want to go up and take a look, but I'm Mr. Deer's older sister and Little Moon's mother, so I can't lose my image as an elder!

Ugh... but I still really want to go see it...

In the end, despite her hypocrisy, Solanlian didn't go up to the carriage to take a look. She just glanced at it briefly from the outside before returning to the house.

Once inside the carriage, Louis and Catherine were genuinely taken aback by its interior.

As if it had been subjected to a spell that allowed it to stretch without leaving a trace, the carriage looked to be of normal size from the outside, but the interior space was quite large, about thirty or forty square meters.

Sometimes you have to admit that the wizarding world in the Harry Potter books is indeed quite bizarre. If you call it a high-magic world, its magic is mostly single-target and rarely has large-scale destructive power; if you call it a low-magic world, it always manages to come up with some technology and ruthless tricks, like the Unseen Stretch Charm, which in a high-magic world would be a profound spatial magic that no non-holy saint or higher can master.

"This is technology from the Titans, a dimensional carriage space created by His Excellency Aman'thul's supreme power."

Kristassa promptly explained to the two that the Nightborne had simply misused the Eye of Aman'thul. Seeing Catherine staring intently at the carpet, she kindly added, "This is a carpet from Silvermoon City, made by the Quel'dorei... the royal high elf weavers. Chromie stole it from Quel'Thalas in another timeline."

She realized something was wrong and immediately changed her story.

We must never let our master mistakenly believe that all dragons are petty thieves. No one except bronze dragons would do that, hmph.

When this carpet was woven, the Sun King was still Anastasiades.

"As you know, in Azeroth, the luxuries of the high elves are always sought after by the upper classes of all races." Kristastha picked up an exquisite crystal glass from the table. "Even the dragons are not immune to this trend; even the dragon kings of the Wyrmrest Temple are very keen on buying the luxuries of the elves."

Poor Catherine sat on the soft chair to the side, completely bewildered, like a duck listening to thunder. What Quel'dorei? What Azeroth? Another timeline? And the dragon kings? She couldn't understand any of it. She was completely in a state of "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?", feeling like an outsider.

I should be under the car, not inside it.

For the first time ever, she felt a sense of crisis, as if there was a barrier between her and Louis.

"My lord, are you ready? We're about to depart!" Aseria's cute voice rang out from outside, followed by a strange cry: "Eek—ha!"

With the crack of the whip, the carriage slowly started moving and took to the sky, heading towards the Malfoys' house.

"Little Deer, Azeroth—what kind of place is that? Why can't I understand what you're saying?" Catherine finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked.

"Azeroth is a magical place. I'll take you there sometime." Louis winked playfully at her. "But not now. We can go there after we get stronger."

"Why?" Catherine asked, puzzled.

"It's magical, mysterious, and... dangerous there." Louis carefully chose his words, then pointed at Kristastha and said, "Like that Malygos who bullied Kristastha, he's a blue dragon king who holds the power of magic in the world. Even if you tied ten Dumbledores together, you might not be able to defeat that old codger."

Mentioning Malygos inadvertently stirred up Krysta's painful memories, causing her to lower her head and sob softly, tears falling onto her skirt.

Catherine gently patted her back and whispered comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, you've already left that nightmare... When we're able to go to Azeroth, we'll definitely help you get revenge."

Christa wiped away her tears and nodded deeply with gratitude.

Catherine rummaged through a nearby cabinet and pulled out a golden jar filled with a purple liquid. She brought her face close to it and took a closer sniff. A sweet fragrance filled her nostrils; it smelled wonderful, like some kind of fruit.

As Louis watched her movements, his high school chemistry DNA stirred.

If Catherine had even a little bit of basic chemistry knowledge, she would know that you should fan your nose with your hand before smelling a strange liquid.

It seems she wasn't paying attention in chemistry class either, not just potions class.

Hmph... I need to plan this out properly. I'll give her a separate set of questions, and when she gets a low score, I'll take her to the dark room for extra tutoring!

Hehehe... As for what I'll talk about, hehe, that's not for outsiders to know.

"Have some juice, it'll cheer you up," Catherine said, holding the jar in both hands, unaware of Louis's thoughts. It was then that she realized the carriage hadn't bumped at all during the journey, just like sitting at home.

This is technology from the Shadowlands; after all, this carriage embodies the collective wisdom of all of Azeroth.

"Thank you, I'm sorry, I should have made this." Christa quickly wiped away her tears, stood up, took the jar from Catherine's hand, and poured a glass of juice for each of them.

"This is moonberry juice, which is often drunk by the high elves. It is very nutritious. According to mortals, drinking moonberry juice regularly can whiten the skin and delay aging."

Upon hearing that it could whiten skin and delay aging, Catherine's eyes were immediately glued to the moonberry juice in front of her. She even stared longingly at the jar in Christa's hand, as if she wanted more than she had.

Women, I can understand.

Catherine didn't notice until she finished her moonberry juice that Christa hadn't poured herself a glass.

"Why aren't you drinking?" she asked with concern.

"There is no reason for a servant to dine at the same table as his master."

Kristastha is very familiar with the rules. The Red Dragonflight is a large, hierarchical society, and as the former personal maid of Her Majesty Alexstrasza the Lifebinder, Kristastha is quite sensitive to all kinds of rules.

"How can that be? We'll be spending a lot more time together. I'm not used to overly... well, those rules. It makes me feel like you're distancing yourself from me," Catherine said gently, taking a jar from Christa's arms and pouring her a glass of moonberry juice.

Christa suddenly felt a little scared.

"Can I...can I?" She looked at Catherine, then turned her head toward Louis, her big, cute eyes blinking pitifully at him.

Louis smiled noncommittally, picked up the moonberry juice, and sipped it all in one go.

"This is a matter between the two of you. I have already assigned you to be Catherine's maid, so... you just need to obey her orders."

With that, Louis slammed the cup down on the table.

This setback, though seemingly minor, terrified Kristastha. She immediately knelt on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes almost instantly. Sobbing, she clung to Louis's legs, pleading, "Master, please... don't send me back to Azeroth... please..."

"Louis!" Catherine said, somewhat reluctantly.

Louis didn't respond. He disliked Christa's little tricks on the two of them and just wanted to give her a warning so she would remember her place and not start scheming against others just because Catherine indulged her.

Christa's life essence was in his hands, and he could decide her life or death with a single thought, so Louis was not worried about what kind of trouble she could cause.

However, the biggest reason was to show Catherine that he really didn't have any feelings for Christa.

In his view, since the two of them are still together, it is sometimes necessary to reassure one's partner.

He really made me cry my eyes out.

"Alright, all snot and tears streaming down your face, anyone who didn't know better would think I'm doing something horrific." Louis kicked Christa's thigh. "Get up."

Christa then timidly stood up, biting her lip as she looked at Louis. Her delicate, tear-stained face was truly pitiful.

Catherine wanted to say something nice, but Louis silenced her with a single look.

"There are some things that Casey won't tell you, but I do want to tell you." Louis tapped the glass on the table, and Christa quickly picked up the gold can and poured in moonberry juice.

"I'm keeping you by Cathy's side not because I expect you to be very capable. In my eyes, knowing the rules is the greatest skill."

"Alright, I've said everything that should and shouldn't have been said. If you understand, that's good. If you don't understand, then go to Kodala and think about it slowly."

Upon hearing the name "Kordara," Kristastha trembled. She truly did not want to recall that nightmarish land, the old madman's Blue Dragonflight stronghold...

Catherine stared at the unfamiliar Louis before her, momentarily dazed.

This was the first time she had ever seen Louis like this.

She sniffed and sighed. She liked Louis no matter what, and she liked this little deer even more.

Catherine sadly realized that it was possible she actually preferred the cold and ruthless deer as it was now.

Cold-blooded? Louis didn't think so. In his view, everyone doing their job was the most important thing. A woman with a little bit of scheming is indeed cute, but Christa was, to put it bluntly, just his mount.

"Aha, my lord, prepare yourselves, the Malfoys are almost here!" Athelia reminded from outside.

(End of this chapter)