I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 244 The New Maid

Patchouli is a well-known homebody, as everyone knows. Compared to Princess Houraisan Kaguya, who likes to stay at home because she enjoys playing video games, Patchouli stays at home because she is too weak, so weak that she seems like she could fall apart with the slightest breeze.

She disagreed with Remilia's suggestion, especially after Chromie sentenced her to "death."

Cromi meant that Patchouli would probably be sickly for the rest of her life, and that even exercise would be of no use.

But that's not all bad news. The good news is that even the sickly Patchouli won't die.

There's a saying that goes, "It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death." Patchouli had actually long since come to terms with that.

"If we could obtain the essence of the Red Dragonflight, Patchouli's health problems would definitely improve—" Chromie shrugged, "but you know, I'm just a Bronze Dragon, and life isn't my concern, especially not the life of Azeroth."

That was a bit too much to be true, and Remilia, clenching her little fists, held back her anger, ultimately choosing to remain silent, since Chromie definitely didn't look like a match for her.

As a vampire who has lived for over four hundred years, she must know when to fight back and when to back down. She knows that there is an old saying in Seris: "A wise man knows when to yield."

She silently recited the calming spell that a certain witch from Seris had taught her years ago, trying to soothe her emotions.

Louis remembered the S-rank mission—to rescue the Red Dragon Queen in Grim Batol. But honestly, given his current condition as a small-time player, he'd probably just be throwing his life away.

However, the pile of essences rewarded by the mission is really tempting, but there is a serious problem - if my aunt really gets a bunch of Red Dragon Legion essences, then my cousin might have to be a prince for thousands of years.

Hmm... if my cousin is this much of a mama's boy, he probably wouldn't mind hiding behind his mom all the time.

Patchouli eventually gave in to Remilia's insistence and agreed to go with her—she wanted to become a librarian at Hogwarts and deposit her collection there.

I heard in my past life that most of the people in Patchouli's library were Liu Bei? Of course, Louis asked curiously, and the result was that Patchouli's face turned red, her breathing became rapid, and she fainted.

The girl couldn't bear being slandered like that. After she woke up, Louis realized that her joke had gone a bit too far, so he sincerely apologized to her. Patchouli was quite magnanimous and didn't hold a grudge.

Remilia's words, however, caused her to break down again.

"Actually, you guessed right, little Louis." Remilia placed her hand on her chest with the air of a little adult, confirming with an air of authority, "I've been with Patchouli for so many years, of course I know about her little-known hobbies..."

Patchouli pointed at Remilia with trembling hands, then collapsed to the ground after shaking for a long time.

If Louis hadn't caught her quickly, she would probably have suffered at least a mild concussion.

The girl in his arms was incredibly soft, like a ball of cotton, possessing an unreal quality, light and fluffy, with a delicate fragrance. Louis was certainly not a pervert, but Patchouli was still unconscious, no matter how much he shook her. Louis was afraid of shaking her until she fell apart, and his high emotional intelligence also made him realize what was going on.

After all, you can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep. Louis could tell that Patchouli was really embarrassed by what he said, so she had no choice but to use this method to escape.

"Alright, Remi, stop talking." Louis, holding the light-footed Patchouli in his arms, looked at Remilia and said, "If you keep talking, I can't guarantee Patchouli won't throw a few spells at you."

"Afraid of her?" Remilia chuckled. "Let me tell you, if she can unleash a full spell without fainting, I'll consider her the winner!"

Louis could clearly feel the girl in his arms breathing more rapidly. He chuckled inwardly, not refuting Remilia's words, but instead planning for the future: "Patch said she wants to be the librarian, so what about you? What are your plans?"

"I am the master of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, so naturally I shall become the master of Hogwarts!" Remilia laughed arrogantly, looking very proud of herself.

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, both seeing the look of "discovering an idiot" in each other's eyes.

Remilia's age is inversely proportional to her height, but her level of adolescent delusions is directly proportional. Louis sighed and reached out to tap Remilia on the head.

"Don't you dare hit my head again, Louis!" Remilia swung her fists like propellers at Louis, but Louis simply pressed his hand down on her head, rendering her short arms useless and unable to strike him.

"That's probably the downside of having short arms," ​​Louis laughed wickedly, one arm around Patchouli and the other pressing down on Remilia's head, displaying a manly air of punching the old folks' home in Nanshan and stomping on the kindergarten in Beihai.

It only looks like it, after all, Remilia's strength is nowhere near that of a kindergarten.

In a fit of anger, Remilia grabbed Louis's arm and bit down hard, but it felt like she had bitten into hard steel—Louis's energy shield was no joke, and Remilia's teeth almost came off.

She finally gave up on causing trouble for Louis, and her original imposing manner disappeared, replaced by a pitiful expression.

Her little mouth twitched, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Old Deng can be shameless to the point of being deadly, so Louis quickly pressed down on her chin to stop her from crying out loud.

"Alright, alright, pack up and get ready to come with me... And Patchouli, Patchouli?" Louis shook the girl in his arms, and Patchouli finally woke up with a soft moan.

"Go tidy up your library... I'll make some good arrangements for you at school later," Louis said. After a moment, he added with a smile, "And your little devil... where's the little devil?"

"MmQ... she's still waiting for me in the basement," Patchouli whispered, her face flushed pink, as if she were shy.

Come to think of it, after so many years of not having been in contact with any male creatures, it's no wonder that you'd feel shy being suddenly held in someone's arms.

Not everyone is like Remilia, who doesn't care about... worldly opinions.

—You mean to say shameless, right?

Louis then took Chromie and Patchouli to the basement to help her tidy up the library, but Chromie didn't need to help; Patchouli had her own way of taking the books away.

Looking at the empty basement, Patchouli sighed. After all, this was the place she had lived in for hundreds of years. When she came in, she heard about the uproar outside about some French big 00 incident, saying that someone named Marat had been stabbed to death in the bathtub.

Patchouli thought to herself, "That Mara must have been frail and sickly like me, which is why he was murdered while he was at home."

Patchouli is actually a kind-hearted girl. Even though she spends a lot of time with Remilia and her group of vampires, it's hard to hide the fact that she's a kind girl at heart, which makes her somewhat untainted by the world around her. As for Remilia, although she drinks human blood, she doesn't have a big appetite, and drinking her blood isn't fatal; at most, she'll be dizzy for a couple of days.

Furthermore, she is a picky eater and only drinks type B blood, which has caused her some health problems.

I ate too much.

After saying goodbye to Charlotte, Remilia left with Louis and promised Charlotte that she would help when the war against the Bloodeye family began.

With the Muggle world's issues resolved, all that remained was the wizarding world's business. After speaking with Sollian on the phone, it was clear that Sollian had also breathed a sigh of relief.

When she got home, she saw that Louis's group now included three more girls—two adults and one child. Sollian, adopting the air of the head of the household, asked, "So, what's going on with these three girls?"

The three girls were Imp, Patchouli, and Remilia. Louis briefly explained the situation to Solanlian, who then reluctantly let Louis go.

However, judging from her subtle expression, she clearly had some doubts about their relationship.

"You're practically oozing vinegar..." Ye Ziyan whispered to Catherine, who chuckled.

Most of the Worleys had left, leaving only Emma, ​​Sirius, Snape, Catherine and Ye Ziyan, and Solarian. Louis's return with his entourage noticeably livened up the atmosphere in the house.

Remilia needed a room without sunlight, so she moved into the basement. Patchouli wanted to go with her, but Louis stopped her, claiming that she needed a room full of sunlight so that she could get calcium from the sun. So Louis let her move into a room on the second floor with Tyrion.

Back in her room, Louise noticed that neither Ye Ziyan nor Catherine had come to see her, so she used the Floo Network to return to Mountbatten's house—she took out the Izayoi Sakuya card she had received as a mission reward and silently recited the command to use it.

This kind of thing definitely couldn't be done in front of the Empress. No matter how broad-minded she was, Louis was still a little guilty.

After using the card, he felt a moment of dizziness, and a voluptuous, beautiful white-haired maid appeared in front of Louis.

She's here! She's here! It's the white-haired girl that Okinawans love the most! She's here!

"Izayoi Sakuya greets young master." Izayoi Sakuya bowed deeply, her English, spoken with a colonel's accent, immediately revealing her origins.

Of course, they came from a small island nation where life was pretty good from a young age...

Meanwhile, Christa, who lived on the first floor of the Worre house, sneezed loudly, making the house tremble. She rubbed her nose, feeling a chill down her spine, as if she had lost something important, and a sense of impending doom.

However, she didn't pay much attention to it. She had this feeling often before, so she was used to it.

As Izayoi Sakuya bent over, Louis could even see her deep cleavage. Izayoi Sakuya, of course, noticed the young master's gaze, but a maid's duty was to serve her master, so she wasn't angry.

Louis wasn't really interested in the towering mountains; he just wanted to see if Izayoi Sakuya really did place two pads in front of the peaks, just like the legends said.

However, he didn't dare to ask the question aloud. The two had just met, and Louis didn't want to leave a bad impression on a maid who could stop time.

"Hello, Sakuya." Louis smiled and nodded, glancing down at the maid's fair thighs, where a leather leg ring was indeed wrapped around them, and sharp throwing knives were stuck in it.

Seeing Louise staring at the throwing knives on her legs, Sakuya Izayoi chuckled and explained, "There are eight throwing knives on each leg. Would you like to see them?"

"No, no..." Louis quickly waved his hand and said, "I feel very safe with you by my side protecting me."

"Young master is joking. With your strength, you don't need me to protect you," she said meaningfully. As a maid trained by the system, she truly knew Louis's actual strength.

As she spoke, she magically produced a tea set from seemingly nowhere: "Not knowing the young master's taste, I took the liberty of preparing black tea. Would you like some sugar?"

"No, Sakuya," Louise declined the maid's suggestion. "Drinking tea at night isn't a good idea; it'll affect your sleep."

"Understood, young master." Sakuya Izayoi put away the tea set in an instant. Louis sensed it; the maid had used her time-stopping ability.

"Is this ability something that can be used freely without any restrictions?" Louis asked curiously.

Sakuya Izayoi smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "This is also part of self-training; practice can improve my abilities."

"Understood." Louis sat on the bed, preparing to take off his clothes and go to sleep.

Sakuya Izayoi quickly stepped forward and began helping Louis undress. Once Louis had changed into his pajamas, Sakuya suddenly said, "I've prepared your bathwater, young master. Would you like me to help you bathe?"

"Alright, let's go." Louis wasn't exactly a naive virgin, and he didn't refuse Sakuya's offer.

Of course, he also witnessed that Sakuya's pads weren't exactly long; she had pads, but they weren't really pads. They were indeed quite large, but the pads were only for protection.

"Ring ring..." The phone rang, and Louis glanced at Sakuya in the bathtub. The next second, the phone was already in Sakuya's hand.

Louis was extremely satisfied, absolutely extremely satisfied. There's no harm in comparison; Sakuya's professionalism far surpasses that of the Dragon Maid. Louis decided to keep Sakuya by his side and didn't intend to assign her to anyone else.

By the way, let the dragon maid learn from her what a professional maid is (tactical lean back).

He took the phone from Sakuya's hand and pressed the answer button.

"Where have you been, Louis?" Catherine's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Louis gestured with his hand, indicating to Sakuya to be quiet, and replied, "Oh, I'm going home. I have something to take care of."

(End of this chapter)