I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 196 The consequences of deceiving Catherine are...

Elizabeth was completely focused at this moment. She didn't care what Li Jordan had said at all. After careful consideration, she made up her mind and stood on the broom amidst everyone's horrified gazes.

She tried to reach for the thief, but she was just a hair's breadth away from catching the golden thief.

"Look, my God, Gloucester is standing on a broom!" Ron exclaimed in horror. "My God, how does she maintain her balance? I suspect she glued her feet to the broom..."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Elizabeth nimbly leaped up, scooped up the golden snatch with a wave of her hand, and then landed steadily on the fire bolt at her feet, resuming her original riding posture.

"Gloucester has caught the Golden Snitch! Slytherin has a score of 150! My God, what an incredible comeback! The match is over, and the score is now 140 to 150. Slytherin wins!" Li Jordan exclaimed in horror, not out of professional announcer skills, but because Elizabeth's performance was so outstanding that he was completely captivated.

The audience below held their breath until Lee Jordan announced the end of the match, at which point a thunderous cheer erupted from the Slytherin stands.

Elizabeth smiled happily, her braces gleaming in the sunlight. She held her arm high, clutching a Golden Snitch in her hand. Harry stood behind her, looking forlornly at the snitch in her hand. Colin Creevey caught it at just the right moment, raising his camera to capture the instant.

Elizabeth was then surrounded by her happy Slytherin teammates and classmates. The boys couldn't reach her, but the girls in the house lifted her up and threw her wildly into the air.

Ah…she was wearing safety shorts, Harry thought, a strange sense of regret welling up inside him.

"Fire bolts..." he muttered unconsciously, but was startled by a large hand patting his shoulder.

"Very good, Harry."

"It's Sirius," he winked at Harry. "You look just like James. Your dad will be so proud of you."

"But Sirius, I lost to that girl..." Harry's voice and expression were extremely dejected; this was the first time he had tasted the bitterness of defeat.

Young people should fall down as early as possible, at least when they are young they have a better mindset and they get used to it after falling down a few times.

"No, that's not your problem, Harry." Sirius looked at Elizabeth, who was being held high in the air, and said with a chuckle, "First of all, her broom is way better than yours. You don't really think a hippogriff can beat a dragon, do you?"

"That's true..." Harry murmured.

"This girl's a freak, Harry." Sirius's words made Harry feel a bit better: "Think about it, what kind of person is her cousin Louis? Doesn't that make you feel better?"

"I feel much better, thank you, Sirius." Harry suddenly realized, "That's right, this girl is Louis's cousin, that freak. A freak's cousin must be a freak too. My loss wasn't entirely unjust."

Louis, who was joking with Catherine in the distance, sneezed twice in a row.

"What's wrong, Little Deer?" Catherine asked with concern. "Did you catch a cold?"

As he spoke, he took off his coat and draped it over Louis's shoulders.

"It's nothing. First you think about it, then you curse, then you mutter to yourself. Someone's cursing me," Louis said, wiping his nose in a muffled voice.

"Who dares to be so bold?" Catherine said unhappily. "If I find out, I'll teach him a lesson."

"I don't know who it is, to be honest." Louis shrugged. He'd done so many bad things that he didn't even know who might be cursing him.

Anyone could be in this school.

Catherine snorted and looked at Elizabeth, who was still being tossed up and down.

"Your cousin is indeed quite adept at flying."

"You know, our family has a real talent for vehicles," Louis said with a smile.

"And what about you? I've never seen you ride a broomstick before." Catherine frowned slightly, her tone teasing.

Louis wasn't in a hurry. He looked around and then leaned close to Catherine's ear with a grin.

Was my riding skill lacking when I rode you?

"Bastard! Bastard, bastard!" Catherine punched Louis's chest rapidly. Louis, who was grinning wickedly, suddenly changed his expression, turned pale, released Catherine, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Catherine was also startled by the sudden scene. She looked at Louis helplessly for a long time before asking anxiously, "What's wrong, Little Deer? Don't scare me..."

Louis waved his hand weakly, his face as pale as a vampire. He sat in the stands, closed his eyes, and forced a relaxed smile, saying, "It's nothing, just an old ailment. I'll be fine after a rest..."

As he spoke, he hid his hand behind his back. If Catherine hadn't been in such a hurry, she might have seen the shiny candy wrapper in his hand with a large "W" written on it.

Yes, this is the Weasley twins' newest product—Quick Skip-Class Candy, the "vomiting blood" version, which actually comes out as red syrup...

It smells just like fresh blood, but if you taste it, you'll be sure to be exposed.

But Catherine was in such a hurry that she had no time to think about any of that. She helped Louis up and anxiously headed toward Mrs. Pomfrey.

"It's alright, Little Moon." Louis casually stuffed the candy wrapper into the gap in the stool, and then comforted Catherine, "It's really nothing serious. I've been like this since I was little. It's probably something I inherited from my mother. It'll be fine in a couple of days..."

"I'm sorry, Little Deer..." Catherine's eyes were red; she was really going crazy with worry. If Louis was seriously injured by her blows, she might never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Louis reached out and put his arm around Catherine. From an angle she couldn't see, a sly smile curved his lips as he chuckled and comforted her, "Hey, it's nothing, sweetie, don't take it to heart. You're my favorite little moon. What's wrong with hitting me a couple of times? I'd give you my heart, even if I had to spit out a mouthful of blood..."

"You're not allowed to say that..." Catherine was now filled with both guilt and happiness. Nestled in Louis's arms, her voice softened slightly: "I don't want your heart, I just want you to be healthy and happy..."

"Actually, there's something right now that can cheer me up." Louis's map of Dukang was so long that he'd only just revealed his little dagger.

The truth has been revealed.

"Go ahead," Catherine said, now in a state where she was completely at Louis's beck and call.

"Well... cough cough, about that position I told you about the other day..." Louis coughed twice, and seeing Catherine hesitate, he immediately feigned weakness to reassure her: "Of course, it's not that I... well, it's mainly because I'm afraid that if my old illness relapses and something goes wrong, I can't leave with regrets..."

"Stop talking!" Catherine reached out and pressed her hand to Louis's lips, biting her lip as if struggling with a decision. After a long while, she finally made up her mind: "I promise you..."

Louis made a peace sign behind Catherine's back.

The plan was successful!

The next day, Louis, who had gotten his wish, was in high spirits all day. In the afternoon, for the first time ever, he sat in the auditorium and attended a self-study session with Catherine.

"Hey, Louis." George spotted the rare visitor to the study hall and quickly joined Fred around, grinning as they asked, "How's it going? The quick-fix truancy candy I gave you yesterday worked pretty well, right?"

Louis quickly stood up, preparing to take the Weasley twins to a quiet place to talk, but unexpectedly, Catherine's soft voice rang out from the side.

"Oh? Quick-acting truancy candy? What's that?"

George, oblivious to Louis's mad hint, laughed and boasted to Catherine, "Your Majesty, you may not know, but this is a wonderful invention recently invented by the Weasley twins."

As he spoke, he took out a colorful candy wrapper with a capital "W" written on it, quickly unwrapped it, and popped the candy into his mouth.

Let me demonstrate for you.

Louis slapped himself in the face.

"Little Moon, there's nothing to see here. Let's go back to the office first... Oh, I just remembered that Professor Dumbledore asked me to go to the Headmaster's office to see him later..."

Louis said dryly.

"There's no rush, my little deer." Catherine's voice was gentle, as tender as a spring breeze. She reached out and pulled Louis, who had already stood up, back to his seat, and squinted at George: "Mr. Weasley Number One, please demonstrate the effects of the quick-acting truancy candy."

George had no idea how serious the problem was. He swallowed the candy whole, and soon, his face turned deathly pale, just like Louis's yesterday. Then, he turned his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, startling the students around him.

It looks extremely serious, as if some kind of acute illness has suddenly struck.

"Is this the quick-acting skip-class candy?" Catherine's lips curled into a playful smile. She used her wand to clean up the blood on the ground and said to the Weasley twins, "It works very well. You two can leave now. My little fawn and I have a few words to say."

"Alright, Your Majesty!" The Weasley twins quickly backed down and disappeared from the Great Hall.

After the Weasley twins slipped away, Louis let out an awkward but polite laugh.

Contrary to his expectations, Catherine wasn't angry. Instead, she turned back to copying the Potions formulas, calmly asking, "The disease Aunt Emma passed on to you?"

"Cough cough..." Louis didn't say anything, he just coughed dryly.

How embarrassing! Getting caught red-handed doesn't feel good. Louis didn't regret lying to Catherine, but he did regret being caught—he should have properly informed the Weasley twins beforehand; why was he in such a hurry to slip away…

Sigh... Thinking about this, Louis became even more emo.

It's all those twins' fault! They're such big mouths, they can't keep a secret as long as Hegrid...

"Just a couple of days of rest?" Catherine remained remarkably calm, but Louis felt as if this was the calm before the storm...

Louis didn't dare to answer, but instead carefully flipped through the book in front of him.

If you answer incorrectly, you'll be in Barbie Q's shoes.

At this moment, Catherine put down her pen, turned to look at Louis, her expression frighteningly calm: "I remember someone saying before that they wanted to vomit out their heart for me to see? Hmm... afraid they didn't have much time left, wanting to..."

Without saying a word, Louis used his Transfiguration to turn the book in his hand into a fruit knife and handed it to Catherine.

"Why don't you dig it out and take a look, Little Moon?" His tone carried a sense of heroic spirit, like the mournful wind blowing across the Yi River, a hero departing never to return.

"Why would I dig out your heart? Silly little deer." Catherine transformed the fruit knife back into a book, stood up, and chuckled softly, "Didn't Professor Dumbledore say he wanted you to go to his headmaster's office? You can go now."

"It's alright, nothing is bigger than my little moon," Louis said honestly.

"Oh?" Catherine laughed. "Then tell me, where is your little moon the biggest?"

"Here, and here," Louise pointed to her two cakes and peaches. "They're all quite big, I really like them."

Catherine curled her lips into a sneer and coldly surveyed the classmates who were staring at them. Wherever her gaze fell, the classmates lowered their heads, not daring to look any longer.

With such power and influence, she could be considered a queen of her time.

"Come with me, darling." Catherine reached out and pulled Louis towards the exit of the auditorium.

Louis was too embarrassed to object. His wife had been so accommodating, so he had to accept it, since he was the one who was in the wrong first.

After leaving the auditorium, Louis finally couldn't help but ask, "May I ask where we're going?"

"The Room of Requirement," Catherine said succinctly. "Since you're so eager to vomit blood, I'll grant your wish..."

"You wicked woman! What are you going to do!" Louis panicked and immediately stopped in his tracks. He didn't want to follow her to the Room of Requirement to be abused...

Although it's not like he can't beat her, but... he's in the wrong right now, and it's so frustrating to just take the beating without being able to fight back.

Look, look, what a scumbag he is! He's still thinking of fighting back in this situation?

"Little Deer, I want to save you some face in front of your classmates." Catherine tiptoed and whispered sweetly in Louis's ear, "If you don't want to go to the Room of Requirement, you can do it here too..."

Louis shuddered and quickly said, "Forget it, let's go to the Room of Requirement instead..."

(End of this chapter)