I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 103 Beast, or worse than a beast, that is the question.

The Malfoys were practically suffocating; the promise Louis had made to them was far too tempting.

Moreover, Louis didn't just offer empty promises; he first offered a GBE as a incentive.

But even this very benefit is something that countless people can only dream of but never attain...

Even Narcissa, who was always proud and reserved, was now swayed by Louis's words and promises.

No woman can resist the allure of becoming a countess.

At least the vast majority of cases are like this.

Her lips trembled, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if she were fantasizing about how glamorous it would be to become a countess.

Even the Black family, which has always upheld the supremacy of pure blood, is eager to obtain a Muggle title.

You mean they used to scoff at it? Uh, have you heard the fable of "sour grapes"?

"Your Highness..."

The Malfoys' eyes welled up with tears.

Draco looked at his parents with great surprise. His father was one thing, but why was his usually aloof and composed mother so flustered?

In the end, the dinner party was a success, and at Lucius's invitation, Louis and Catherine decided to stay overnight at the estate and leave the next day.

Lucius, with great foresight, arranged for him and Catherine to share a room. See, this is what it means to be sensible, someone who's been with the Death Eaters knows. You'd expect Dumbledore to do something like this... oh, Dumbledore, that kind of rascal, to do it too.

Catherine is now standing at the bathroom door, warning Louis.

"If you dare come in while I'm showering, you're a little dog!"

Louis shrugged and said helplessly, "I'm an honest man!"

Two hours later...

"I really misjudged you!" Catherine, despite her exhaustion, grabbed a pillow from the bed and started hitting Louis.

"Hey, this isn't my fault, it's your problem." Louis grabbed Catherine's limp pillow and attacked her.

Catherine was furious. She took a deep breath: "So, it's my fault then?"

"See?" Louis continued to argue, "If you hadn't said that, I definitely wouldn't have gone in while you were showering... You see, you said that if I went into the bathroom while you were showering, I'd be a dog, which means if I didn't go in, wouldn't I be even less than a dog?"

Catherine was shocked by Louis's shamelessness. She pointed at him with trembling fingers for a long time before finally letting go in dejection.

"You rascal." She sighed softly, lay down on the bed and snuggled into Louis's arms, resting her head on his chest, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Actually, the two of them just bickered for a while, and nothing inappropriate happened.

After all, Catherine was too tall, and Louis was simply out of reach.

Besides, that kind of thing should at least happen in your own bed, right? What kind of thing is it to do it in someone else's bathroom?

"I must say, Little Deer, your ability to lie through your teeth is truly first-rate." Catherine's cheek gently rubbed against Louis's chest.

Louis didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If you can't even lie through your teeth, how can you achieve great things?

He quietly snapped his fingers, and a pale purple light burst forth from his fingertips, spreading and scanning the entire room.

There was nothing unusual.

"However... I still don't understand why you value them so much, even going so far as to offer them titles." Catherine asked hesitantly, then, feeling that it wasn't quite right to say it that way, she hurriedly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not questioning your decision, I just don't quite understand."

Louis gently patted her back and said softly, "Some things can't be done just based on likes and dislikes. The first principle of employing people is to understand who should do what. As long as you use the right people, you won't have to worry about getting things done."

"You're always overly concerned with a person's character. The Malfoys are indeed somewhat hypocritical, but do you think there are anyone more suitable for this kind of thing?"

"I do favor the Weasleys, but they lack the ability and prestige to do this. Even if they forced it, the results wouldn't be very good." Louis's lips brushed close to Catherine's ear, his warm breath tickling her as he spoke. "Using people is like using water. The Severn River is clear and irrigates the land on both banks; the Thames River is heavily polluted, yet it still irrigates the fields on both banks."

"I cannot use more of the Severn River just because its water is clear, nor can I abandon the Thames River just because it is polluted."

"Mmm." Catherine tilted her head back, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Louis's handsome face.

This principle is explained so clearly; one would need to eat at least dozens of Zhu Houcong's to achieve this effect.

Having finished his long-winded explanation, Louis, now with a soft, fragrant body in his arms, naturally focused on the beauty in his embrace, his mind no longer wandering to anything else. The eloquence he had displayed while giving his lecture was long gone.

He's now in a bit of a dilemma.

Catherine's face flushed red with suspicion.

Having been given a lecture by Solanlian, how could she not know what was going on with Louis's current changes?

But when she saw Louise's pained and struggling expression, she suppressed her embarrassment and asked with concern, "Little Deer... what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing... I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable..." Louis grumbled.

Catherine panicked immediately, scrambling up from Louis's arms: "What happened, Little Deer, don't scare me..."

"Come here." Louis beckoned to Catherine, who hesitated for a moment before leaning in to listen.

With just one sentence, Catherine's swan-like neck burned bright red.

"You're just insulting me!" Catherine shoved Louis with a huff, hesitated for a long time, then bit her lip and said, "No, I can't let you get away with this... No!"

However, she saw the undisguised disappointment in Louis's eyes and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"No... wait a minute." Catherine quickly stopped her. After hesitating for a long time, she rolled over and jumped out of bed.

Louis was even happier; wasn't this just like a pillow delivered to someone who was sleepy?

My wife is truly amazing; we're so in sync!

Soon, after a rustling sound, Louis saw Catherine change into two white over-the-knee socks and walk lightly to the bedside.

Louis struggled to get up, but Catherine held him down.

Catherine sat on the bed. Although she had agreed earlier, she was still a little flustered when Louis pulled her without her being prepared.

"Don't move," she said, pressing Louis down, biting her lip and forcing herself to calm down.

At least we still have the initiative, which prevents things from getting out of control.

……

The next day, Catherine felt as if her legs didn't belong to her; stepping on the ground felt like stepping on cotton, an unreal sensation.

She looked at Louis, who was grinning slyly, and angrily shoved him.

Louis didn't hide; he just chuckled mischievously.

Let her hit me once, I won't lose anything anyway.

Of course you didn't lose out.

Catherine was truly regretful. If she had known that wands were so difficult to use to cast spells, she wouldn't have agreed to Louis's offer. Now, Aunt Narcissa was looking at her with a teasing gaze.

"What happened to Miss Vore's leg?" Draco asked stupidly, only to be slapped on the back of the head by Narcissa with a powerful palm strike.

As for his mother, Draco has never inherited her excellent emotional intelligence.

If they weren't at the Malfoys' house, Catherine would definitely have hung Draco up.

Draco realized his words were inappropriate, mainly because of Catherine's murderous gaze. He realized that if they were at school, he would probably be the coolest guy in the whole school.

He quickly shut his mouth, regretting that he had spoken so soon...

He knew that if he dared to say another word, even his mother wouldn't be able to protect him.

After agreeing to discuss the specific details in a letter, Louis and Catherine politely bid farewell to the Malfoys and departed in their carriage.

Halfway there, Athena spotted Hedwig in mid-air; Hedwig was on his way to deliver a letter to him. Athena, a master of Owl Language (level 10), called to the still-flapping bird and accepted the letter addressed to Louis.

The letter roughly said that Harry went to Diagon Alley to buy books with the Weasleys today and asked Louise if she wanted to come along.

After thinking it over, Louis decided it would be better to return to the Worley family first and travel discreetly.

After all, his current elemental carriage is too eye-catching, and sometimes being too high-profile is not a good thing.

Solanlian wasn't home; perhaps she'd gone to work. The house was empty except for Catherine's owl fluttering around.

Louis locked the silly bird in a cage, left Athena at home to look after the house, and, on Catherine's advice, used Floo Powder to teleport to Diagon Alley.

Christa was somewhat reluctant to travel in this way, but she only showed some discomfort on her face and did not refuse the strange request to crawl into the fireplace.

Her fears did not come true; when the three of them emerged from the fireplace in Diagon Alley, they were all spotless.

It's also possible that her little dust-free magic worked.

Diagon Alley was just as crowded as when Professor McGonagall brought him there last year. After all, it was the only major market in the magical world of England and Mary, and it was the annual back-to-school shopping season, so it was normal for it to be crowded.

But today seems a bit unusual; there are way too many people...

It seems they're all crowding towards Flourish and Blotts.

Oh, Louis remembers now, if he remembers correctly, today is Gilderoy Lockhart's book signing event.

"Louis! Louis!" Louis heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Harry, who was covered in dust.

It's probably because he mispronounced the name of Diagon Alley when he used Floo Powder and ended up in Knockturn Alley. Harry hadn't even had time to wipe his glasses, and they were covered in grayish-black dust.

"Harry? What are you doing here?" Louis asked dramatically. "Oh my god, look at you, did you just come back from digging potatoes in Siberia?"

"I..." Harry was about to speak when he saw Catherine, with her nose wrinkled, pointing her wand at him.

He hurriedly cried out in a panic, "No, no, no, please don't..."

I'm just a little dirty, don't try to purify everything with flames!

"Scourgify!"

As Catherine chanted the spell, the grime on Harry's body was cleansed away almost instantly.

"It's just a cleansing charm, look how scared you are." Catherine casually tucked her wand back into her robe. "Honestly, such a coward..."

"Thank you," Harry said sincerely.

After thanking him, he leaned close to Louis's ear and whispered, "Louis, I just saw Draco... and his father... in a shop that sells dark magic..."

"Oh? Is that so?" Louis said, but in his heart he was thinking that Lucius was quick to act, cutting ties with Voldemort so soon?

"What did those two go to do?" he added.

"It seems like they're sending something to that shopkeeper named Borgin Burke to put up for sale... From what I overheard their conversation, it seems to be related to dark magic," Harry replied cautiously. His words concerned someone else's reputation, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

"I understand." Louis patted Harry on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll definitely tell Draco that you told me."

Harry: "Huh?"

Louis chuckled, and after laughing for a while, he said with a smile, "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. Look how scared you are. You should work on your courage."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with a hint of resentment as he looked at Louise.

"What are you planning to do now?" Louis asked.

"Let's go to Flourish and Blotts. They said we should go there to buy books before we left, and I think they'll be waiting for me there," Harry said honestly.

"However, I don't have any money on me, so we'll have to go to Gringotts to withdraw it first," he added.

"Come on, we'll go with you then." Louis patted Harry on the back of the head, like an old father.

It was only then that Harry noticed Kristastha's presence. He looked at the red dragon maid and asked curiously, "This is...?"

"Oh, this is Christa, a maid from the Catherine family." Louis casually assigned Christa a new identity.

It doesn't seem too abrupt, it's just that Christa's name is a little strange.

"She really is a young lady..." Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

That's not entirely wrong. The Voree family is also a family with a thousand-year-old heritage, and their wealth is not much less than that of the Malfoy family. It's just that Sollian is a low-key person and doesn't care much about personal enjoyment, so she has always lived in that very ordinary house.

It's not ordinary anymore; it's a three-story villa...

(End of this chapter)