I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 109 The New School Year

"How do you know what dragon dung smells like?" Louis seized on the blind spot.

"Oh, once I was taking a dump in Dragonblight and grabbed a rabbit to wipe myself with, but that night I discovered that one of the rabbits I ate was that one."

"Krista the shaman said nonchalantly."

Louise & Catherine: ...

Zhang Qiu and Cedric clearly didn't understand, but they didn't press for details, since the matter was truly disgusting.

It's hard to imagine that a beautiful young girl would do something like this.

Using a rabbit to wipe its butt, oh rabbit!

Louis was somewhat respectful. He thought for a moment and said to Christa, "You do this, try it like me, say... 'Hey hey hey'."

"Hey hey hey." Christa's imitation was clearly off.

"You need to focus your breath in your diaphragm and use your chest to project your voice. Come on, let's do it again." Louis taught very carefully.

"Hey hey hey!" Christa's imitation this time was spot on.

Louis looked at this exceptionally talented girl and found something to be true.

Catherine gave Louis a light pinch; this kid really knows how to bully people…

She didn't understand music boxes, but she could sense the wickedness in Louis's heart.

At first, Cedric and Cho Chang were noticeably reserved in front of Catherine, but Catherine didn't say much, just kept her head down and read her book, so the two gradually relaxed.

"Have you heard? Bestselling author Gilderoy Lockhart is coming to our school to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts!" Cho Chang's face beamed with excitement, but she immediately realized her mistake and quickly apologized to Louis, "Sorry, Louis, I really enjoy your class... but, well, Professor Lockhart is a bestselling author after all... oh dear..."

Zhang Qiu's words only made things worse, and even Cedric couldn't stand it anymore.

Louis didn't seem to mind. He smiled gently and said calmly, "It's nothing. As you said, Professor Lockhart is a bestselling author after all, so it's normal for him to be popular."

Cedric quickly smoothed things over, "Yes, Louis is right." He then muttered to himself, "I wonder if all those works are actually based on his own adventures..."

"After all, she's a writer; it's perfectly normal for her to make some artistic adjustments to her work," Catherine suddenly interjected, and the sarcastic, sharp-tongued beauty was back.

Cho Chang wanted to defend Lockhart, but she didn't dare to refute Catherine. She struggled for a long time but couldn't utter a coherent sentence.

Louis, on the other hand, found Cedric more and more pleasing to the eye. Men, after all, are always disgusted by male celebrities who are all show and no substance. When you happen to meet another man who shares your dislike for this celebrity, it's inevitable that the two of you will feel a sense of kinship.

Louis remembered a particularly good brother he met when he played Dota back in the day, someone with whom he could communicate and understand each other's strategies through coded messages.

While saying it was just because of his feet, he started singing. After singing for a while, he turned on the electric microphone and said, "Su Yunjin, how are you going to pay back what you owe me?" Louis replied in the voice chat with an electronic "skr".

Sometimes, male friendships are that simple.

However, Cedric, being the warm-hearted guy he is, clearly didn't neglect Zhang Qiu. After a few words, he brought Zhang Qiu into the conversation. Louis even asked what the magical world of Seris was like, and it turned out to be completely different from what he had read and imagined online in his previous life. There was no such thing as forging weapons and flying swords; everyone just held their wands and exchanged beams.

That makes sense. After all, it's a world created by J.K. Rowling. If those things actually existed, it would feel out of place.

According to Zhang Qiu, the shamans of Seris evolved from the shamans of the Xia and Shang dynasties, generation after generation.

The three of them got together and talked a lot. Although Cedric was a Hufflepuff, he was very enthusiastic about all kinds of sports. Luis had no idea that this guy actually liked watching football and was a die-hard Manchester United fan, especially admiring Ryan Giggs, the young player who recently joined Manchester United.

However, it seems that Cedric is a true football fan, as he did not utter a famous quote like "Giggs and so-and-so fly on the wings" like a Barcelona (star) football expert.

"I like Arsenal," Zhang Qiu suddenly interjected.

Tsk, are you looking for trouble?

However, the Gunslinger 4 wasn't a reference to that era, so even if Louis said it, no one would understand.

The train took all afternoon to arrive at Hogwarts; the speed of this old-fashioned train was, to be honest, quite disappointing.

The treatment of second-year students is significantly different from that of first-year students. They no longer need Hagrid to pick them up and drop them off; instead, a special carriage will take them to Hogwarts Castle.

But in reality, all of these were provided by Hagrid, since he raised Thestrals and such.

Before parting ways with the two, Louis said that if they had nothing else to do, they could exchange tips on learning spells. Zhang Qiu smiled, waved goodbye to him, and replied with a "Okay".

After returning to their dorms and putting down their luggage, the upperclassmen went to the auditorium. They sat there for quite a while before the first-year students, guided by Professor McGonagall, finally entered the auditorium.

To Louis's surprise, Harry and Ron were also sitting in the Gryffindor seating area. When Ron saw Louis approaching, he grinned and waved at him.

Could it be that Dobby didn't cause any trouble?

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Since Lucius didn't choose to give the diary to Ginny, Dobby had no reason not to keep Harry at school.

"Why are you so late, Louis?" Harry said with a smile, handing Louis a chocolate frog. "We've been waiting for you at the station for ages, but Ron said you must have gotten on the train first, otherwise we don't know how long we would have had to wait."

Louis was a little embarrassed; this was a bit unfair.

The two brothers waited for him for so long, but he took Catherine and ran away first.

"Oh, it's Catherine." Louis lied without batting an eye, "You know, she doesn't like waiting for others, so she kept urging me to go first, and I couldn't help it."

As he spoke, he noticed Harry and Ron's dazed gaze, and waved his hands in front of them, asking, "Hey, what's wrong with you two?"

A cold voice came from behind him.

"So, that's why your pants caught fire, my dear little deer?"

It was Catherine. She had heard Louis's words and stood behind him with a stern face, waiting to see what kind of nonsense he would spout.

Louis discovered a small, bright green flame burning on the hem of his trousers. It was very gentle and did not continue to burn; it just stayed there, clinging to his trouser leg.

"Liar, Liar, Pants on fire!" Catherine whispered in Louis's ear, her fingers flicking to extinguish the flame.

This is a common English idiom, roughly meaning "the liar's pants are on fire."

"Hmph..." She glanced at Louis with a flicker of her eye, then turned to greet the two little ones.

"Hello, red squirrel, four-eyed frog... where's your Miss Beaver?"

"I'm here!" Hermione pulled her head out from under the table; she had been looking for Crookshanks' collar on the floor since earlier.

"Oh, so you admit you're a beaver?" Catherine's gaze was teasing.

"You..." Hermione was speechless for a moment. She glared at Catherine angrily, then turned away and stopped talking.

"What an adorable little beaver," Catherine chuckled as she sat down.

After chatting with the two children for a few more minutes, Louis sat down in the Slytherin seat with Christa on his left and Catherine on his right, which aroused quite a bit of envy.

But Christa was soon called away by Professor McGonagall and placed among the freshmen to prepare for the sorting process.

It's quite funny to see a 1.8-meter tall person mixed in with a group of little kids who are only 1.4 or 1.5 meters tall. No matter how you look at it, he seems a bit out of place, standing out like a crane among chickens.

Professor McGonagall also felt it was inappropriate, so she went over and pulled her to sit down to avoid appearing too out of place.

Catherine spotted a familiar face among the new students. She tugged at Louis's sleeve, gesturing for him to look at Luna.

"Where do you think Luna will be assigned?" Catherine asked quietly.

"Hmm..." Louis pretended to hesitate for a moment, "Ravenclaw, I guess."

"I think it will be Hufflepuff."

"What should we bet on?" Louis turned his gaze to Catherine.

"Go ahead," Catherine said, still looking in the direction of the new students.

"One Galon."

"make a deal."

While the two were discussing their bet, Dumbledore was already preparing his speech. Everything was the same as before; Dumbledore's speech was exactly the same as last year, with nothing new to offer.

After finishing her rambling, Professor McGonagall carried the Sorting Hat to the Great Hall and placed it on a stool in front of the main guest of honor.

The hat's mouth was split open with a large slit, and the mouth was singing a nonsensical song, giving it a somewhat bald head shape.

"Put me on! Don't be afraid!"

Don't panic!

In my hands (even though I don't even have one hand)

You are absolutely safe.

Because I am a thinking magic hat!

As the song drew to a close, the freshmen were still whispering among themselves, and many students breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this hat is in charge of the branch, which is completely different from the scary things the parents said, such as fighting dragons.

Professor McGonagall, as she had done the previous year, stepped forward carrying a scroll of parchment and announced the names of the young wizards whose names were called.

"Nivea Attlee!"

A little brown-haired girl stepped out from the crowd and sat down next to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall lifted her hat and placed it on her head, the hat becoming so heavy that it covered the little girl's mouth.

Professor McGonagall had to pull her hat up higher again to reveal the little girl's sea-blue eyes.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

The Gryffindors applauded thunderously; their first victory was a resounding triumph.

"Colin Crevy!" Professor McGonagall called out another name.

Louis watched as the kid stumbled up to him, a camera hanging around his neck, his mouth stretched wide like a lotus flower, as if it would never close.

He placed the hat on his curly hair, and after a short while, he yelled, "Gryffindor!"

After a few more people passed by, it was finally Luna's turn.

However, Professor McGonagall did not call out to her first.

"Ako Lovegood!" (Character card from the leader of the alliance, Edge Giant)

Louis saw a cute little girl stand up. Although they shared the same surname, Lovegood, Akko didn't resemble Luna much. She had long, flowing brown hair that reached her back, and her bright, spirited red eyes held a mischievousness that Luna lacked.

She skipped over to Professor McGonagall, plopped down on the stool, and stared intently at the hat in Professor McGonagall's hand.

Before Professor McGonagall could even touch her hair with the hat in her hand, the hat called out in a loud voice, "Gryffindor!"

"Luna Lovegood!"

The two Lovegoods clearly startled the students slightly, and after seeing their completely different appearances, whispers began to circulate in the auditorium again.

Luna sat in her seat, watching Mr. Hat with great interest.

"Ravenclaw!" the hat shouted from Luna's head.

Catherine, with a sullen face, handed Louis a Galleon.

Louis proudly took a Galleon, blew on it, and put it to his ear. Although it didn't produce a sound like a cash dollar, it was still a kind of ritual, wasn't it?

Most importantly, it can also annoy Catherine.

"Kristasa Mountbatten!" Professor McGonagall called out Kristasa's name, adding a note: "Miss Mountbatten is a transfer student, so she will be going directly into the fourth year."

Christa strode to the front of the main table with her long legs, drawing admiration from the male students.

The hat touched Christa's head, and after a moment of stunned silence, she finally called out reluctantly, "Slytherin!"

The Slytherin students erupted in deafening cheers, whether genuine or not, they simply banged on their desks and shouted.

Listen to that surname! This guy is related to that Slytherin guy!

The Slytherin freshmen were also clueless. Seeing their indifference, the upperclassmen grew anxious and quickly tugged at their arms, whispering, "Are you crazy?! Clap your hands!"

The freshmen had no choice but to join the older students in banging on the table, completely baffled.

The older sister is just a little pretty, is she really that happy?

Christa happily walked over and sat down next to Catherine to continue watching the sorting process.

"Vitaly Helix!" Professor McGonagall added another note: "Miss Helix is ​​a fourth-year transfer student from Beauxbatons."

A graceful young woman stood up beside her. As expected of someone from a country famous for baguettes, she wore a small, dark green beret over her short black hair. Her large, deep blue eyes were bright and expressive, and her charming yet aloof demeanor was a paradoxical combination that didn't seem out of place on her.

Louis realized that it was a black rose with thorns.

She walked gracefully to Professor McGonagall's side, and before the hat even touched her head, she called out loudly, "Slytherin!"

Vitalie glanced around, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on her full lips. She moved with cat-like grace, slowly strolling to Louis's side.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

(End of this chapter)