I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 157 I Wasn't Born Strong

Time flies, and spring has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Lockhart and his sister seemed to have disappeared, never to return to Hogwarts.

The attack was quickly forgotten, and if it weren't for the three unfortunate men lying in the medical wing, no one would have remembered that an attack had even happened.

Hogwarts gradually returned to its usual routine, and the students began to relax. However, the professors continued to protect the students in secret, creating an atmosphere of outward relaxation but inward tension.

Louis had tried to find out where Lockhart and his sister were, but the two seemed to have vanished into thin air.

This matter also alarmed the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge sent people to conduct a near-comprehensive search, but to no avail.

Ye Ziyan's astronomy class was very successful, at least much more popular than Professor Sinesta's.

After all, Ms. Liv is very beautiful and her lectures are lively and interesting.

Unfortunately, most astronomy courses are scheduled between 10 p.m. and 11 p.m. so that students can observe the stars.

Ye Ziyan was afraid of the dark, so Catherine would pick her up after class every time. Louis, being rather oblivious, didn't notice the problem.

Solanlian wrote to Louis more than once, her words filled with resentment that Ye Ziyan had taken her astronomy professorship.

Catherine has completely betrayed Solanlian's camp, and now she spends her days figuring out with Ye Ziyan how to make her mother miserable.

She's very filial, so Louis plans to get her either Frostmourne or Ebony Chill.

The former is the sword of Azeroth's first filial son, while the latter is the artifact staff of Azeroth's greatest filial daughter.

It can only be said that birds of a feather flock together. Perhaps the reason why 2234 and Gianna are together is because of their shared filial piety.

Looking at their perfectly harmonious backyard, Louis always had a strange feeling.

Perhaps the reason Catherine accepted Ye Ziyan was truly because of her...

He didn't care.

But isn't it much easier to have a good relationship than to argue every day?

With Lockhart and his sister missing, Snape is temporarily taking over Defense Against the Dark Arts class for the other years.

This was tough on them, as the older students preferred the soft and sweet Tifa to Snape.

Even if Lockhart is a bit oily, I can tolerate it. But can his hair be as oily as Snape's?

That's absolutely impossible.

This harmonious atmosphere continued until the summer vacation was approaching.

The most direct beneficiary was Harry. The rumors about the "Slytherin successor" due to the duel were dispelled by this harmony. Besides, such a claim was untenable to begin with and was just a few people spreading rumors in secret.

Harry is now living a carefree life, like an old man, spending his evenings playing chess with a chessboard and playing a game whenever he has free time.

After Louis's reminder, Ron's life was no longer miserable. With a balance between work and rest, his strength was increasing day by day.

Ron can now easily clear the Undead settlement on his own.

Louis finally couldn't hold back any longer. The serpent monster in the underground chamber was ultimately a menace, so it was better to kill it sooner rather than later.

This time, he didn't bring anyone with him. After informing Dumbledore, he went alone, with Remonia by his side to keep him company, and strode confidently into the underground bathroom.

Yes, it's still the women's washroom, or to put it more simply, the women's restroom.

Louis is really a fool. This is the first time in his life that he has dared to enter the women's restroom. If he is not careful, he will ruin his reputation.

He was searching for the entrance to the secret room when a soft laugh came from behind him.

"Hey, handsome young man..."

Louis was startled, thinking he'd been caught sneaking into the women's restroom. He turned around and breathed a sigh of relief...

Oh my god, she's a female ghost! She looks like a long-haired version of Harry Potter.

He muttered to himself, but then felt it wasn't appropriate.

How come I've learned all the Edinburgh tongue twisters after spending so much time with my aunt?

Yes, Ye Ziyan is from Edinburgh, Seres.

That said, Louis has been on some incredible diet lately. He's grown more than ten centimeters in just one spring. He used to reach Catherine's eyebrows, but now his eyebrows reach the top of her head.

The roles of offense and defense have shifted!

Although his face still has a touch of youthfulness, his height is definitely impressive.

"The weeping Myrtle, is that you?" Louis guessed the identity of the person who came... or rather, the ghost.

"I never imagined you knew poor Myrtle." Myrtle was clearly intrigued, and her ghost glasses began to twinkle.

"Of course I know you. Look at your face, it looks exactly like Harry Potter's..." Louis quipped. "If Harry Potter grew his hair long and wore pigtails, he would be another you."

In a fit of anger, Myrtle plunged into the toilet, creating a huge splash. Unfortunately for her, Louis dodged quickly and avoided the spray.

This was the only way she could hurt Louis, but it wasn't very damaging; it was extremely insulting.

The main insult wasn't directed at Louis, since the water didn't actually hit him.

Think about it, who would climb into a toilet for no reason?

Louis chuckled twice and looked down to find the snake-shaped mark.

As a result, he discovered a very important problem.

He doesn't know how to speak Parsley...

This was awkward. Louis thought for a moment and realized he had no choice but to go back and ask Harry for help.

He originally planned to solo it, but this thing caused him to lose so completely.

I'm so sad, family.

Harry was initially reluctant to venture into the women's restroom, but his attitude completely changed the moment Louis changed his tune and said he was going to fight monsters.

Ron and Hermione also wanted to go.

Louis tried everything to persuade them, but he couldn't stop the three kids from trying it out. Like newborn calves unafraid of tigers, the three of them had no idea what was in the underground chamber.

He could only glance in the direction of the principal's office and make a helpless expression.

If there are any problems, Principal, you can handle them yourself. I can't be this nanny...

After sending a quick message to Christa in his mind, he led the fearless trio down the dimly lit corridor to the entrance of Myrtle's bathroom.

While Ron and Hermione were walking ahead and not paying attention to what was behind them, Louise pulled out the Invisibility Cloak from Harry's bedroom, made a shushing gesture to Harry, and silently draped the cloak over himself and Harry.

Ye Ziyan greeted them at the entrance of the girls' restroom.

"Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, I think you two should give me a reasonable explanation." Ye Ziyan's expression was extremely serious. She looked at the two little ones in front of her with displeasure, her lips trembling slightly, and she looked like she was about to be furious.

"Professor, I..." Hermione tried to explain, but Ye Ziyan interrupted her.

"Enough! This has had an extremely negative impact! You two come to my office!" Ye Ziyan looked meaningfully in Louis and Harry's direction.

"But Professor, Louis..." Ron was about to mention Louis when he turned around and found that Louis and Harry were gone.

He scratched his head, not understanding what was going on.

After the two troublesome people were taken away, Louis lifted his cloak, revealing himself.

"Oh my god, Hermione's going to be furious if we betray our teammates like this..." Harry muttered to himself, and he couldn't help but shudder as he imagined Hermione's outburst.

When it comes to beating people, no other house in Gryffindor can match it.

"That's where you went wrong, Harry," Louis patted him on the shoulder earnestly. "We're cutting our losses! It's not being disloyal! It's not betraying our teammates, okay?"

"Stop loss?" Harry chewed on the new term, not immediately understanding what it meant.

Louis sighed, feigning helplessness: "You don't want us to get caught by Professor Ye too, do you?"

"Ah..." Harry suddenly realized, and resumed his silly grin: "As expected of you, Louis, you really have a good idea."

"I have plenty of ideas," Louis said, pushing open the bathroom door.

The weeping Myrtle was sitting on the tank of the innermost toilet.

"Why is it you again..." Myrtle looked up and saw Louis, showing a look of disgust.

It seems she's still somewhat bothered by the "female version of Harry" incident.

Louis didn't answer. He pointed at Harry and said, "Compare the two of you and see if you look alike..."

Myrtle leaned closer, her large face thrust in front of Harry, nearly startling him. After a long pause, she finally said reluctantly, "Well... um, it does look a little bit like him."

"Hi, Myrtle," Harry greeted her. "By the way, how did you become a ghost?"

Myrtle's entire ghostly demeanor changed instantly, as if this matter made her feel extremely honored and glorious.

"Oh my, tsk tsk tsk, that's horrible." She even smacked her lips, saying with relish, "It all happened right here. I died in this bathroom. Yeah, I remember it clearly. Oliver Honby made fun of me for wearing glasses and looking like a four-eyed dog, so I hid here. I locked the door and cried inside. Suddenly I heard people come in. They were saying something funny. I guess it was another language."

"I heard a boy talking, so I got really angry—this is the girls' restroom, what right does a boy have to come in? So I opened the door, yelled at him to go back to the boys' room, and then—"

Myrtle puffed out her already small chest with an air of self-importance, her face radiant: "I'm dead."

"How did he die?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Myrtle said mysteriously in a low voice. "I only remember a pair of frighteningly large yellow eyes, like giant light bulbs. Then it felt like my whole body was grabbed and I floated away."

She said, somewhat dazed, "I remember it very clearly, what that boy was saying..."

Louis whispered two words in Harry's ear.

Harry understood and said in Parsley, "Get rid of the pesky ones!"

Myrtle's hair instantly stood on end—I really don't know how a ghost could do that. She screamed and frantically ran up and down, finally plunging back into the toilet.

She once again replicated the classic moment from the Philippine diving team, splashing toilet water all over Harry.

Quite some time later, Myrtle returned, fuming, one hand on her hip and pointing at Louis: "I knew it! You little pretty boy are the worst! You pretty boy, all that pale skin and no good heart!"

"You're just jealous of my unparalleled good looks, Miss Myrtle Potter," Louis shrugged.

Myrtle tightened her face, rushed over and swung her fists like a windmill, but couldn't hurt Louis in the slightest.

"If I were you, I would first try to recall where you saw those eyes," the cunning Louis suggested.

Myrtle paused for a moment, her face darkening as she pointed to a pool. Louis and Harry quickly went over to look, and after searching for a while, they finally found a small snake-shaped mark engraved on the side of a brass faucet.

"This tap never works," Myrtle said with a hint of schadenfreude as she watched Harry try to turn it on.

Louis tilted his head and made a "Go Pikachu" gesture at Harry: "Come on, Harry, it's time for your performance."

Harry stared at the snake symbol, holding his breath for a long time, his face turning completely red.

Finally, he managed to utter the word "Open".

To Louis, it was a hissing sound, which sounded very abstract.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light emanated from the faucet, and it began to spin rapidly. Then, the pool also started to move. They watched as the pool slowly sank into the ground, revealing a very thick water pipe, large enough for one person to pass through.

Harry gasped. Louise glanced at him and asked, "Are you planning to stay here and act as an air conditioner, or would you like to come down and play with me?"

Harry quickly said that he also wanted to go down and see the world.

"Let me make this clear beforehand, if you die, I'm not responsible." Louis warned him, "You heard what Myrtle said, that monster's gaze can cause anyone to get pregnant... or die. It's already incredibly lucky for her to become a ghost. I can't guarantee you'll be as lucky as those three unlucky guys in the Medical Wing."

"Gryffindors aren't afraid of death!" Harry declared righteously. "There are only Gryffindors who face death with composure, not cowards—"

"That's not necessarily true." Louis looked at Harry meaningfully, thinking of the first counterexample.

Yes, it's Peter Pettigrew.

I have seen the brave and fearless Slytherins, and I have also seen the cowardly Gryffindors.

Of course, Louis didn't say this out loud. Harry took it as Louis trying to provoke him, and his rebellious spirit surged up. Without saying a word, he plunged into the thick pipe.

"Ah ...

The sound faded into the distance, accompanied by a muffled thud and the abrupt end of the shouts. Louis knew that Harry had landed safely.

"Harry? Harry?" Louise called Harry's name through the pipe, but received no response.

Damn, is it going to jump right into that snake monster's mouth? Louis's heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)