I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 201 Halloween for Third Graders

Catherine was already used to seeing Louis suddenly appear.

She's seen Louis disappear and reappear quite often in the past two years. It would be surprising if Louis walked out the front door one day.

"You look so happy, did you find something?" Catherine asked with a smile.

"Of course," Louis said with a grin, pulling out a staff engraved with an acorn. "I'll show you a magic trick."

Catherine became interested, resting her delicate chin on her hands, looking very expectant.

Just spoil him.

Louis chuckled and channeled his magic, and a deep blue longsword emerged from the tip of his wand.

"Isn't this the Kalia Swift Sword?" Catherine asked deliberately, to add to Louis's sense of satisfaction in showing off.

She really made me cry my eyes out.

"Watch closely." Louis blinked, then ran his other hand across the blue lightsaber.

As Louis moved his hand, golden arcs of electricity crackled and coiled around the blue lightsaber where he had touched it.

"Wow..." Catherine was genuinely surprised. This move was actually quite cool, but as a ranged lightning user, she wasn't particularly interested in melee enchantment skills, so her impression of this skill was limited to "pretty cool".

"Want to learn?" Louis smiled like a little fox plotting something.

"Of course," Catherine said, barely suppressing a laugh.

"Well..." Louis chuckled and whispered something in Catherine's ear.

Catherine's face grew increasingly red, but she didn't object. Instead, she smoothed her hair, gave Louis a flirtatious glare, and sweetly agreed, "I promise you."

The next day, Louis woke up early, feeling refreshed. It was Halloween Eve again, and Louis was looking forward to seeing what new things his classmates would come up with.

While getting dressed, Louis spotted Jerry eating a biscuit in the office.

I don't know when, but these two little guys came back. They must have gotten tired of staying at home, so they came to Hogwarts to have some fun.

Last year, Louis specially made a small portal for the two of them, allowing them to freely travel between their home and Hogwarts through Jerry's mouse hole. As for Tom... cats are made of water; he can squeeze through a tiny hole in Jerry's house with his bare hands.

Everyone knows Jerry's way of eating cream pie: sitting on the plate of cream pie and swinging cream into his mouth like a windmill.

When Louis came out, Tom next to him clenched his fist and gently tapped him on the head. Jerry didn't react and continued to flutter his cream pie. After two or three seconds, his head tilted to the side, and he made a face as he fell into the cream pie.

Tom looked at Jerry's pitiful state and slapped his thigh, laughing loudly with his mouth wide open, almost revealing his stomach.

Jerry, having pulled himself out of the cream pie, shook off the cream and glared angrily at Tom, who was still laughing with his mouth wide open. He grabbed the plate of cream pie and smeared it all over Tom's face.

"Alright, alright, let's call it a draw." Louis immediately stopped their endless cycle of revenge. He suspected that his grandfather kept them at home because he enjoyed watching these Tom and Jerry plays.

Given his grandfather's quirky sense of humor, Louis thought it was most likely true. After all, the Mountbatten family wasn't an ordinary family, so letting them break some gold and silver utensils wasn't a big deal, as long as they didn't damage the antiques and paintings.

Tom and Jerry were also very careful, and when they were playing around at Mountbatten's house, they tried not to touch any valuables, since their fights were unlikely to escalate into anything serious.

"Chris," Louis called out.

Christa, dressed in a traditional black and white British maid outfit, appeared silently beside Louis.

Unlike the anime "Little Days," the two maid outfits, while similar in design, always cover the calves with the skirt of a traditional British maid outfit. As for the one in "Little Days"... well, it's safe to say it's not something a proper maid would wear.

Kristas is a proper dragon maid, how can she wear a miniskirt?

"Go and give them both a good wash, then tidy up the house," Louis instructed.

"Yes, Master." Christa picked up Tom and Jerry and walked into the bathroom.

The little peach swayed and wiggled, making Louis feel a little hot.

What's going on? Why is the rabbit starting to nibble on the grass near its burrow? Louis quickly shook his head. No, no, Christa is just a mount, she can't become a mount.

In 1993, Halloween was on a Sunday and All Saints' Day was on a Monday. At Lewis's suggestion, Hogwarts changed its holiday on All Saints' Day from a day off to a day off in lieu of a holiday.

That is, the classes on the Saturday that was originally a holiday will be held on Monday, while the holiday on Sunday will remain unchanged.

How about it? Doesn't it have a very Seres-like feel?

The introduction of the time-off adjustment system on campus caused widespread lamentation, with everyone questioning the meaning of life. After after-class rest became self-study and exams became percentages, now the time-off adjustment system has arrived...

It's hard to say about the returning students, but the first-year students are definitely the unluckiest class ever.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this system will accompany them throughout their student years, and it may even stay with them for life if Louise ever develops an interest in the Ministry of Magic.

The blessings one has accumulated through good deeds belong to that person.

There will still be a costume party this Halloween, and Louise really hasn't decided what to dress up as this year.

Sirius Black was in charge of Harry, Harry, and his friends, so Louis didn't plan to interfere too much with them.

Just as he was pondering this, the bedroom door opened, and Catherine walked over to Louis, leaning back in her chair. She chuckled and asked, "Have you decided on this year's costume theme?"

"No." Louis shrugged. He'd always had this problem: he had trouble making decisions.

Catherine smiled gently as she whispered in Louis's ear, but her words were as cold as the Antarctic wind.

"If you dare to dress as a woman again this year, I'll bite you off!"

Louis shivered, and whether it was his imagination or not, he suddenly felt like Scott standing in the polar winds.

It's so cold, family members.

"I do have a rather perfunctory suggestion." Louis reached out and touched Catherine's waist.

Catherine's slender waist has always been his favorite; the feeling of holding her in his arms is indescribable.

"Tell me about it." Catherine's slender fingers twirled around Louis's hair, like a kitten playing with a ball of yarn.

"How about... we dress up as Gryffindor students?" Louis suggested, his eyes shining. With a snap of his fingers, the wardrobe opened, revealing two sets of Gryffindor attire.

Catherine squinted at him. If she were also a time traveler, she would definitely suggest that if Louis ran out of life, he could bite a lighter...

But Catherine followed Louis's advice and went back to the bedroom to change into Gryffindor clothes with Louis.

Feeling something was missing—after all, the Scottish Highlands were still quite cold at the end of October—Louis pulled out two red and yellow Gryffindor scarves and wrapped them around his and Catherine's necks.

To match the burgundy dress, Louis pulled out a pair of velvet pantyhose for Catherine.

The abacus beads were being struck so loudly that everyone in Hogsmeade could hear them.

In just over ten minutes, Catherine transformed from a beauty of Slytherin to a beauty of Gryphon. To match this new look, she even used Transfiguration to create a hair tie and put her hair in a ponytail.

Louis sat at the dressing table admiring it for a long time, then took out a pair of large, non-prescription black-rimmed glasses from the drawer and placed them on Catherine's nose.

The black-rimmed glasses were almost half the size of her face, and her exquisitely beautiful face, no bigger than a palm, looked even more stunning with them. Her golden hair, as bright as the sun, was styled into a high ponytail, which softened her cool and alluring demeanor and added a touch of liveliness and playfulness.

Catherine was very tall, and her long legs, encased in black stockings, were perfectly proportioned. To be honest, Louis actually quite liked Catherine's current look.

It felt like I had a new girlfriend—except for the ever-present white lace gloves on my hands.

"Wear this tonight, don't change." Louis whispered in her ear, earning her a flirtatious eye roll in return.

The two cuddled for a while before returning to their desks. Christa had already washed the two little devils and was using a hairdryer to dry their fur.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Louis quickly whispered something to Catherine and crawled under the table.

Christa went to open the door, and there stood Louis's cousin, Elizabeth.

Today, Elizabeth is wearing a bunny costume—no, not a bunny girl, but a real white rabbit mascot costume, with only her head sticking out, looking adorably headless. She extends her mascot's paw and says to Christa, "Trick or treat!"

Christa pulled a handful of candy from her pocket and stuffed it into the kangaroo pouch of Elizabeth's mascot costume.

Elizabeth, delighted with the candy, skipped happily into the house and greeted Catherine, "Hi, Catherine... Hey? Why are you wearing Gryffindor clothes today?"

"Halloween," Catherine said, picking up a knife from the table and chopping it off, severing her own hand.

"Ah..." Catherine's act was completely faked; even her scream was a lifeless, emotionless monotone: "I cut my hand off! It hurts so much..."

"Your acting is terrible. It's Halloween today. Even if your acting is incredibly realistic, I won't be scared." Elizabeth rolled her eyes and reached for the hand on the table. "It's pretty realistic, but it doesn't really look like your hand..."

No sooner had she finished speaking than that hand grabbed Elizabeth's hand.

Elizabeth was so frightened that she let out a scream that pierced the sky. She had never experienced anything like this before. She tried to break free but could not. Just then, the hand suddenly released its grip, and Louis crawled out from under the table.

"Trick or treat!" Louis chuckled, completely oblivious to how awful it was to scare his sister.

That's incredibly uncivilized! This person even scared his own sister!

Elizabeth looked at Louis with a pale face, clutching her chest and panting heavily. She had been terrified just now; her heart was pounding like it was in a nuclear reactor.

"So scared?" Louis chuckled and ruffled Elizabeth's bunny ears.

Elizabeth bit his arm, then kicked him and ran away.

"I can't take this kind of teasing," Louis shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Halloween isn't just about yourself; your pets need some decoration too. First up is Christa… wait, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about pets? Aside from her tiny hands, tiny feet, and tiny frame, what else about Christa is small?

At Louis's suggestion, Christa also changed into Gryffindor attire, though she avoided clashing with Catherine's. She didn't wear her glasses, and her long, burgundy hair was styled in a bun. Tom and Jerry were also dressed in Gryffindor, with Jerry even having a small robe.

After getting dressed, Louis led his family out of the office and headed towards the auditorium.

The first person they encountered was Professor McGonagall, who asked very seriously from behind, "Today is Halloween costume party, why are you still dressed as Gryffindor?"

Louis turned his head and almost saw the old lady off.

I am happy.

"So you've finally decided to transfer to Gryffindor, Mr. Mountbatten?" Professor McGonagall was overjoyed. She trotted over to Lewis and shook his hand. "If Severus doesn't agree, I'll talk to him. I don't think he'll refuse."

"Uh, it's just a Halloween costume, Professor McGonagall," Louis said somewhat awkwardly, pointing to Catherine beside him. "Look, my girlfriend is wearing the same thing."

Professor McGonagall's face immediately fell. She glared at Louise and then turned and left.

The second person I met was Snape. Isn't that a coincidence?

"Well, well..." Professor Snape's characteristic sarcastic tone rang out slowly behind them: "Let me see which student dared to break school rules at the Christmas Ball by wearing their own house's attire to class. Because of your behavior, your house will lose twenty points."

Louis reached out and grabbed Catherine, who was trying to turn around, gently pressing her wrist with his fingertips. Then he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "You'll regret this, Professor Snape."

Snape sneered, "You think I'll regret this? Turn around."

Louis shrugged helplessly and pulled Catherine around with him.

"Damn it, it's you..." Snape's expression was very unfriendly.

"Because of your overconfidence, Slytherin will lose twenty points." Louis shrugged. "You can't blame me for this; I've already told you not to regret it."

Snape squinted at Louis for a long time, then snorted coldly and left the scene with a flick of his robe.

(End of this chapter)