I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 211 Catherine's Guardian

"The Heavenly Mandate of the Black Bird descended and gave birth to the Shang Dynasty."

Ye Ziyan murmured this line of poetry from three thousand years ago.

"Did I go to the wrong school?" Louis asked, somewhat deranged. "I'm clearly in a magic academy, so how come they're showing up with cultivation stuff?"

"Cultivating immortality?" Ye Ziyan asked in confusion, then suddenly realized and said, "You mean Qi cultivation? That... uh, that was just something Sister Yu said offhand. Actually, the magic world of Seris is also inhabited by wizards, and Japan doesn't have any Onmyoji. Everyone practices witchcraft."

"Okay." Louis breathed a sigh of relief; at least the smell didn't mix with the other flavors.

"As for the Black Bird, it is just a very mysterious and magical creature." Ye Ziyan continued to tell the story: "Legend has it that more than four thousand years ago, when Emperor Ku's concubine Jian Di was playing in the countryside, she swallowed a Black Bird's egg and became pregnant, giving birth to Qi, the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty."

"Therefore, the Shang people have always considered themselves descendants of the Xuan Bird, who was ordained by Heaven, and have always regarded the Xuan Bird as their totem." Ye Ziyan looked at the Xuan Bird guardian deity on Louis's shoulder and continued, "Legend has it that the Xuan Bird has a natural affinity with the Shang people, and the guardian deity of the Shang royal family's shamans is usually the Xuan Bird. The most outstanding shamans will gain the Xuan Bird's recognition and follow. Your mother, Ziyu, had a Xuan Bird by her side back then."

"You're getting more and more far-fetched, Leaf." Louis squinted at Leaf Goose. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but it was just too sensational. "Being followed by a swallow... that's quite a novel thing—are they faster messengers than owls?"

"The Black Bird has two forms," ​​Ye Ziyan explained calmly. "Generally speaking, the Black Bird usually appears in the form of a swallow, but in battle, it will transform into a form similar to a phoenix to launch an attack on the enemy."

"A phoenix? Like Fox?" Catherine, who had been eavesdropping for a while, interjected.

"No, Little Moon, it's a translation problem," Ye Ziyan said, shaking her head. "Actually, the Phoenix and the Phoenix Phoenix are two different species, just like the traditional dragons of Seris and the Western Drogon dragons."

"I prefer to call them long and fenghuang, rather than forcibly distorting their original images to cater to Western translations."

As she spoke, Ye Ziyan waved her magic wand, and a lifelike phoenix phantom appeared in mid-air: "In the mythology of Seris, the phoenix and the immortal bird are not closely related, and the phoenix does not have the characteristic of being reborn from fire. This is a misconception that came about after Buddhism was introduced to Seris."

"Pheasant head, snake neck, swallow chin, tortoise shell, fish tail, five colors, about six feet tall..." Ye Ziyan's magic wand was used as a pointer to point at the phantom phoenix and introduced it: "In addition, in the legends of Seris, the phoenix symbolizes auspiciousness, nobility, and benevolence, and is also used as a metaphor for the virtues and conduct of a gentleman... Well, the topic has gone a bit off. Anyway, as for the black bird, you can think of it as a black phoenix."

As they spoke, the phoenix's long, seven-colored tail feathers fluttered in the air like ribbons, looking quite magnificent.

"Understood." Louis closed his eyes and imagined for a moment, then snapped his fingers. The black bird on his shoulder let out a clear cry, flapped its wings, and took off, completing a magnificent transformation in mid-air before everyone's eyes.

A blue bird with a pheasant's head, a snake's neck, a swallow's chin, a tortoise's back, and a fish's tail appeared in mid-air. Its long tail feathers swayed in the air, like water plants drifting with the current, which was extremely beautiful.

It's quite beautiful, that was Louis's first impression.

"I suggest you learn about Animagus, Louis," Ye Ziyan earnestly advised. "Generally speaking, the Animagus shapeshifters of wizards are exactly the same as their guardian spirits."

"Isn't it said that Animagus can't transform into magical creatures?" Louis asked curiously.

"Are you an ordinary wizard?" Ye Ziyan's question made Louis seem thoughtful.

"And you, Moon Sister?" Ye Ziyan looked at Catherine: "What's your Guardian Charm?"

"Me?" Catherine paused for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't know the Patronus Charm because I... well, I know a little bit of Fiendfire, so I'm not worried about Dementors bothering me, and therefore I haven't learned the Patronus Charm."

As she spoke, Catherine unexpectedly blushed and felt a little guilty.

To be honest, this was a spell she should have mastered.

"Why don't you try it here?" Louis suggested.

Catherine glanced at Louise and took out her wand.

She took a deep breath and asked, "What should I do?"

"Focus your energy, think about the happiest and most joyful thing that has happened to you in your life, and then release the spell, understand?"

Louis casually added, "Don't mispronounce the spell; it's expecto patronum."

"I understand." Catherine nodded, then closed her eyes, raised her right hand, and after a long while, she suddenly opened her eyes, pointed her wand forward, and let out a delicate shout.

"Expecto Patronum!"

Catherine truly deserves her title as a genius, especially in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I wonder what she was thinking about that made her so happy; the thick fog practically filled the entire room.

A blue cat ran out of the smoke, and upon closer inspection, Louis realized it was a Ragdoll cat.

Tsk, who would have thought that some people, who appear to be domineering and venomous senior sisters on the surface, are actually soft and cute little kittens behind the scenes?

Catherine clearly hadn't expected her guardian spirit to be an adorable little cat. She stood there helplessly, unsure of what to do.

In the end, she dispelled the guardian spell.

Louis looked at her with a malicious expression.

Feeling Louis's gaze, Catherine snorted, "Say what you want to say."

"I'm just curious what you've been thinking about that makes you so happy?" Louis asked with a grin.

In all honesty, Louis was just asking casually, but when Catherine heard his question, she suddenly blushed all the way to her ears, and even her long, white swan neck was tinged with a rosy blush.

Why are you blushing like a teapot?

Louis, who was familiar with Catherine's emotional changes, knew that he absolutely could not continue talking at this point. If he did, Catherine would definitely get angry and ignore him for several days.

Women, sometimes, are just too much to handle.

He was about 80% sure he knew what Catherine was thinking. But then again, some things are better left unsaid; there's no need to dig too deep.

He recalled the fog that had filled the room, and then thought about the happy times Catherine might be reminiscing about that were just the two of them, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

That's absolutely right.

Louis turned to Ye Ziyan: "Second wife, what is your guardian angel?"

"What do you mean, 'second wife'?! How can you be so outspoken?" Ye Ziyan's eyes widened, seemingly surprised that Louis would call her that.

"You've done everything you should and shouldn't have done, seen everything you should and shouldn't have seen, so what else is there to complain about?" Louis looked at her disdainfully: "Pretentious, so pretentious, tsk tsk."

Ye Ziyan didn't react with the shame and anger Louis had expected. Instead, she smiled gently and said, "I understand, my husband."

This left Louis somewhat bewildered.

He quickly changed the subject: "Ahem, what's your guardian angel?"

Ye Ziyan chuckled to herself. So even this shameless little rascal had moments of fear. She drew her magic wand, chanted the incantation of the Guardian Angel Charm, and summoned her own guardian angel.

Ah, it's a lop-eared rabbit.

"So cute," Catherine said instinctively.

"It seems we really are a family of little animals," Louis said sadly. "I'm a swallow, Little Moon is a cat, and Leaf is a lop-eared rabbit, oh dear..."

It seems that Catherine's words from first grade came true.

Yes, it was the morning after I met Catherine at the Requirement House, the morning they were having a small animal gathering.

Louise had a good memory, but it took Catherine quite a while to recall the sentence.

"I never expected that Mr. Deer wasn't a deer, but a swallow." Catherine's sharp tongue flared up again.

"But a little deer suddenly crashes into someone's heart, doesn't it?" Ye Ziyan chimed in from the side.

Catherine's breath hitched. She realized she was losing more and more. This Aunt Ye was really annoying; she always helped Louis when Catherine had the upper hand, and helped Louis when Louis had the upper hand...

She's the epitome of British, okay? This kind of continental balance strategy is something you couldn't pull off without eating ten old British Union Jack flags in one meal.

"So, what are you back for?" Catherine glared at Louis, as if she wanted to bite him.

Louis shrugged and said honestly, "I wanted to practice Occlumency with you. I was originally going to practice with Snape, but I suddenly don't want him to see my memories anymore."

"So you're really comfortable letting me spy on you?" Catherine asked, squinting. She was somewhat incredulous that Louis would show her his secrets so openly.

But Louis laughed and said, "I will never have any secrets from you, little moon."

Catherine was stunned, then her face thawed like a gentle spring rain, and a soft smile appeared on her face. She took Louis's hand and pulled him into the bedroom.

"Wait, it's broad daylight..." Louis quickly stopped Catherine's actions.

Catherine froze, then stepped on his foot a moment later.

"What's going on in your head! I'm taking you to practice Occlumency!" Catherine scolded with a fierce look in her eyes.

It turns out that when men and women work together, nothing is tiring, and the same applies to practicing Occlumency.

Catherine was initially skeptical about Occlumency, but after Louis said that "Occlumency can effectively prevent what happened last summer and prevent being possessed by angels and demons," she no longer hesitated and became very positive.

After practicing for several days, Louise was finally able to block out some of her emotions and simulate some false yet real memories, and Catherine was the same, even surpassing Louise in some aspects.

After all, Catherine has an 18-point talent in Defense Against the Dark Arts, so learning Occlumency is a piece of cake for her.

The price was that Louis was seen doing something embarrassing as a child, running around the manor naked, and Louis... Louis became somewhat listless.

He had seen too much, things he should and shouldn't have seen. He couldn't imagine how someone as old as Catherine could still take a bath with Solanlian on Christmas Eve.

"How old is she!" Louis thought viciously to himself, his mind still replaying details as he mentally critiqued Catherine.

The day before school started, Louise went out and saw a dejected Harry standing with his arms raised, ready to knock on his door.

"Hey, isn't this Scarhead?" Louis called out with a grin, using the new nickname he'd given Harry.

It was actually Draco who took it.

Harry said nothing, looked up at Louise, then lowered his head and sighed heavily.

"Something happened to your kidneys?" Louis mimicked the Mascherano accent.

"I—" Harry opened his mouth, but felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Louise beckoned him in, telling him not to stand in the doorway pretending to be Qin Qiong or Yuchi Gong. Harry walked into the room, plopped down on the sofa, and said with a sorrowful expression, "I think I might have wronged Professor Snape—"

"Tell me about it?" Louis casually picked up a juice jug from the side and poured Harry a glass of moonberry juice.

Harry took the juice glass, took a big sip, and began to tell the story he had just heard.

……

"You call this control?" Snape looked at the somewhat exhausted Harry with disgust, drawing out his words.

"I've been practicing for hours! I need a break!" Harry said, staggering down from his seat, panting.

Snape pounced like a bat, blocking Harry's path. His tone was unfriendly, but conveyed a sense of exasperation: "But the Dark Lord never rests!"

At this point, he saw Harry's indignant expression, which revealed extreme disgust.

"You and Black are two birds of a feather, whining and complaining like two little brats about how unfair life is. Perhaps you haven't even noticed that life is inherently unfair, something your father has known all along, which is why he treats others unfairly!" Snape delivered this long speech at almost the fastest pace he'd ever used, leaving Harry breathless with the pressure.

But when Harry heard Snape mention his father in an unfriendly tone, he was furious and immediately retorted, "You're talking nonsense! My father was a great man!"

"Your father is worse than a pig or a dog!" Snape growled in disgust, grabbing Harry by the collar and pulling him off the table, then throwing him back onto the stool.

Third-year Harry was no match for an adult in terms of strength, and he stumbled back to his seat.

"Legilimency!" Snape growled in a low voice.

"Protego!" Harry drew his wand and snapped it off, quickly and without any regard for martial ethics, he launched a sneak attack and deflected Snape's Legilimency.

(End of this chapter)