I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 234 You should run for Congress, Hermione

"According to reliable sources, a group of new girls will be visiting Hogwarts in the new term." "Yes, very beautiful new girls, you know?" "Yes, the kind that are exceptionally beautiful, I think you can't imagine..." The two of them spoke one on each side of Cedric.

"You've got me all confused. What new girl?" Cedric was a little bewildered.

The twins exchanged a glance: "She's... a very pretty girl. Don't ask so many questions. Here, this Walkman is for you. Remember to contact your Hufflepuff classmates when you get back and practice. We'll be using this song for this year's school song choir."

"I've confused you all," Cedric mumbled, "Why this piece? I don't think it's suitable for women..."

"Louise said this song is etched into their DNA... As for what DNA is, I don't understand either," Fred said, spreading his hands.

Hermione immediately stepped in, acting as a BBK e-reader: "DNA is... you can think of it as something engraved in your soul."

As he spoke, he turned back and mouthed to Louis: Next time, say something that others can understand!

"Alright." Cedric was convinced by this reasoning. The twins wouldn't lie to him, especially since Louis was right there. Lying in front of the person involved was a bit difficult. "Leave this to me..."

"Okay, Hufflepuff has been notified. Next up is Ravenclaw." Louis clapped his hands. "Wait a minute, Justin is from a Muggle family, so he'll be here a bit slower—be understanding that his family doesn't have a Floo Network. He needs to go to the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley first, and then connect here through the Leaky Cauldron's Floo Network."

"Poor people who don't have FlooNet at home," Ron said gleefully. "My God, I really can't imagine what it's like to not have FlooNet at home. I mean—what would you do if you wanted to get from London to Glasgow?"

"You seem like that big idiot," Hermione retorted mercilessly. "Think about how you got to Hogwarts every year at the start of the school year?"

"Trains?" Ron only remembered after Hermione mentioned it. "Ah, right, I forgot Muggles have trains too, haha..."

"Not only trains, but also airplanes, my dear Ron," Harry chuckled, reminding him. "Airplanes are several times faster than trains. If you were on an airplane, you could probably fly from London to Hogwarts in less than lunchtime."

"Wow..." Ron was genuinely surprised this time. He asked curiously, "Really? I mean—can Muggles be this amazing?"

"I think you're like a frog in a well, not knowing how big the sky is." Catherine's sharp tongue struck again. She snorted and placed a plate of melons in front of everyone: "Last year, Louis and I flew together. The feeling... well, it's hard to describe. Anyway, we flew from London to Reykjavik in no time."

"Reykjavik?" Hermione frowned, chewed on the word carefully, and asked curiously, "Why do I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before? No, I really do think I've heard of this place before."

"It's the capital of Iceland, Hermione." Catherine looked at Hermione with a hint of pity. "It seems even the know-it-all has things she doesn't understand."

The topic veered off course from here, or perhaps Hermione deliberately jumped out to draw attention to Ron.

After all, she was his girlfriend, and Louise was willing to believe that Hermione had a spirit of sacrifice.

"I don't believe it! How could you possibly be more like a Muggle than me!" Hermione protested loudly.

"Alright, then I'll ask you a few simple Muggle trivia questions. If you can answer them, I'll acknowledge you as Miss Know-It-All." Catherine sat down next to Louis and took his arm.

All Louis can say is foul! This woman charged at someone while dribbling the ball!

Hermione certainly wouldn't allow Catherine to challenge her Know-It-All authority; she was now fighting to defend her Know-It-All title and honor!

"You give me the challenge! I don't believe you can stump me!" Hermione huffed and puffed as she issued the challenge.

The gist of it is: Catherine, bring it on! You're not exactly an expert!

"First question," Catherine snuggled closer to Louis, letting out a satisfied sigh, "What's the official name of Upper Walter now?"

Hermione seemed to have not expected Catherine to ask such a tricky question, and was stumped for a moment.

She had assumed that Catherine, as a pure-blood wizard, wouldn't care about Muggle affairs, but to her surprise, she brought out two kings with four twos right away.

Caught off guard, she stared wide-eyed, unsure how to answer Catherine's question.

"Uh..." Hermione just awkwardly dragged out the sound.

"Alright, it seems you don't know." Catherine didn't mock Hermione, but instead posed the next question: "What is the equation for the conservation of mass-energy?"

Hermione looked embarrassed: "Uh..."

Catherine rubbed her beautiful face against Louis's, nestling against his shoulder: "Where is the capital of Nauru? Which direction is this country in Australia?"

Hermione: "...Uh..."

"What is the capital of Brazil?" Catherine asked a tricky question.

"I know that!" Hermione exclaimed. "Rio de Janeiro! I know it! Rio de Janeiro!"

"I'm sorry, Hermione," Catherine corrected with a smile, "Brazil moved its capital from Rio de Janeiro to Brasilia in 1960..."

Hermione opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"What is the state religion of Cameroon?" Catherine asked again.

Hermione's confidence had been completely shattered, and she could only mechanically open her mouth: "Um...uh..."

"In what year did the Eastern and Western churches split? What were the names of their respective religious leaders, and in which cities were they located at the time?"

Hermione: "Uh..."

He stammered for a long time but couldn't give a correct answer.

"Hermione?" Louise called out.

Hermione looked up, puzzled. "Huh?"

"You should run for Congress," Louis suggested with a half-smile, raising his teacup to Hermione in a toasting gesture.

Hermione paused for a moment, then asked warily, "Are you being sarcastic or mocking?"

"How could that be?" Louis shrugged.

"Yes, how could that be?" Catherine didn't look at Hermione, but looked at Louis with deep affection, and leaned down to kiss his cheek.

"You...you two are so mean!" Hermione exploded again: "You two ganged up on me! You two are so mean."

"That's terrible, I'm going to get my fist ready." Louis clenched his fist, turned to look at Catherine, and meowed.

"Wow, so cute!" Catherine's eyes sparkled with pink stars as she buried Louis's head in her arms, wishing she could crush him and become one with him.

"Help! Help!" Louis struggled helplessly. How come Catherine's size is now almost the same as Solanlian's? It's suffocating!

He really didn't want to suffocate like that, otherwise he would become the first wizard in history to suffocate like that.

"Alright, that's enough. You're suffocating your little deer, baby." Solanlian's voice rang out just in time, saving Louis from dire straits.

But she had forgotten how she had sulked Louis back then.

Catherine reluctantly released Louis, watching him breathe in the fresh air, and whispered in his ear, "Wear cat ears tonight, little deer..."

"Call me Daddy," Louis said with a grin, whispering in her ear.

Instead, he received a painful pinch in return.

"I don't want to do it in front of so many people!" Catherine said hatefully in his ear.

"So that means we can do it when no one's around?" Louis asked excitedly. Was his dream of four years about to come true?

Catherine didn't answer, turning her head to the side, her face flushed, as if tinged with a rosy glow.

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Justin was slow enough that he didn't arrive at the Worley's house until afternoon tea time, using Floo Powder.

"Oh, you've finally arrived, Justin." Ron rolled his eyes. "We're all getting ready for school to start."

"Sorry everyone," Justin chuckled apologetically, "I don't have FlooNet at home... I had to take a taxi to the Leaky Cauldron, and goodness, you all know how bad London traffic is."

"Only Louise and Hermione know, and Harry too," George said with a grin, handing the Walkman to Justin.

"Cool, the latest Walkman? I've wanted one for ages, but Hogwarts doesn't allow them." Justin knew his stuff and immediately recognized the brand of the Walkman.

"Put on your headphones and listen to this piece first," Louis suggested with a smile.

Justin nodded, picked up the earphones, put them in his ears, and listened for a while, scratching his head. Then, looking up in confusion, he asked, "What kind of music is this? It sounds so... weird."

"This is the melody of the new school year's school song. When you get back, tell the Ravenclaw students that this is the melody for this year's school song." Cedric patted him on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Justin clearly didn't understand. "Why?"

"There are girls," George said succinctly. "Foreign girls, they love this song, very pretty foreign girls. So, tell me if you want to sing it or not."

"What foreign girl?" Justin clearly didn't understand what was going on. He asked with a confused look, "What are you talking about? I don't understand..."

"At the start of the new term, many beautiful foreign girls will be visiting Hogwarts," Fred patiently explained to Justin. "The source is very reliable; Lewis got the information from Headmaster Dumbledore. Do you think Headmaster Dumbledore would lie to Lewis? Obviously not... Would Lewis lie to us? Absolutely not!"

Justin's expression changed instantly, and he grinned mischievously, like Tom had touched Jerry.

"We'll definitely take it!" he clenched his fist to encourage himself.

"We'll definitely get him!" The Geminis, both single, cheered Justin on.

Louis glanced at Harry and Ron, then together they clenched their fists in encouragement, saying, "We'll definitely take them down!"

As a result, Ron was grabbed by the ear by Hermione.

"What are you going to take?" Hermione asked, her eyes narrowed and her expression unfriendly.

"Harry's girlfriend isn't here, and Catherine won't bother me. What do you want to get?" Louis asked, pounding his thigh and laughing maniacally.

Ron frowned, looking angrily at Harry and then at Louise, feeling sad that he had two such bad friends.

"You two are so mean! Louise! Harry! Ouch, Hermione, be gentle..." Ron started complaining but then began to beg for mercy, apparently because Hermione had increased the pressure and he couldn't take it anymore.

"Does it hurt? That's good." Louis gloated, adding insult to injury. "This is the price you pay for your disloyalty to Hermione..."

"What disloyalty! How could I be disloyal to Hermione!" Ron retorted defiantly.

"Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty," Louis said, quoting a famous saying by Xun Zong.

Well, Ron wanted to retort but couldn't find a starting point, like a cow gnawing on a pumpkin. He stammered for a long time, just like Hermione had done earlier, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Surprisingly, after racking his brains for a while, he actually came up with a rebuttal: "And you, Louis, are you loyal to Catherine?"

He tried to trade one for one with Louis.

"Oh, you're overthinking it, Ron." Louis shrugged. "Catherine is different from Hermione; she's very tolerant of me."

As he spoke, he flicked Catherine's chin with his finger, earning him a glare from her.

Ron glanced resentfully at Louis and Catherine, then at Hermione, clearly angry but unable to speak out.

"Am I good to you?" Hermione asked anxiously, unconsciously increasing the pressure on her hand.

"Okay, of course, Hermione is the best, please let go of me." Ron's tone was pleading.

"You've been tamed, Ron," Louis said compassionately. "Remember what I told you? Hermione has given you a bridle and castrated you. Now you're completely under her control..."

"I didn't!" Hermione retorted.

"Look, she doesn't even realize it herself, but this kind of subtle taming is actually more terrifying." Louis shrugged. "Even now, you see she's unwilling to let go of Ron's ear... Tsk tsk, if I had to live like this, I'd rather stay single forever. God, it's horrible."

Hermione released Ron's ear as if she'd been electrocuted. It wasn't that she felt sorry for Ron, but rather that she was genuinely afraid of Louis's verbal onslaught.

"Don't be afraid, Ron, fly with confidence, we'll always be your strongest support!" Louis said with a compassionate expression. "If all else fails, I can find you a new girlfriend, I guarantee she'll be obedient and cute... just like Christa, beautiful, obedient, and sensible."

As he spoke, Louis pointed at Christa. Christa heard Louis calling her, looked up in confusion, her mouth still covered in coffee foam.

(End of this chapter)