I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 245 The husband sings and the wife follows

Catherine knew almost instantly that Louis was hiding something from her, but she wasn't too bothered, since she knew Louis must have his reasons.

But to my surprise, Louis told the truth in his next sentence.

"I've got a new maid. Why don't you come back and meet her? I think she's much more competent than Christa," Louis said on the phone, giving Izayoi Sakuya a thumbs up as he did so.

Catherine paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll bring Christa back right away. I also think she needs to take some further training and learn how to be a good maid."

It's true that the couple follows each other's lead; if it weren't for Louis's sake, she probably would have brought it up herself long ago.

After saying that, Catherine hung up the phone. A moment later, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Catherine walked in and sat down next to Louis.

"Greetings, young mistress." Izayoi Sakuya curtsied, her manners impeccable.

Catherine was pleased with the nickname. She smiled slightly and looked towards the door: "Chris?"

"Coming." The dragon maid clumsily carried the juice jug and ran over with small, quick steps.

As she ran over, she noticed Izayoi Sakuya, dressed in a blue and white maid outfit, smiling at her. In that instant, alarm bells went off in her mind.

Oh no, something bad is going to happen.

What to do? Why does this beautiful maid in front of me feel like she's a strong rival? Christa started to imagine things wildly, praying in her heart that Louise wouldn't kick her out.

"You two get to know each other. This is Izayoi Sakuya; Sakuya, this is Christa, a red dragon." Louis put his arm around Catherine's shoulder and introduced the two maids to each other with a smile.

Sakuya Izayoi glanced at Christa with some surprise. She really hadn't expected that this silly-looking young lady in front of her was actually a humanoid female dragon.

A humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex in the literal sense.

"Hello." Sakuya reached out and shook Christa's hand. Their eyes met in the air, but there was no spark between them.

Sakuya had already seen through the fact that the little maid in front of her was a complete idiot. For a moment, she even wondered if such a silly girl could shoulder the responsibility of serving her master well.

"She's Catherine's maid. You can teach her when you have time, so she won't be so clueless and not know how to do anything." Louis explained to Sakuya at the right time, and Sakuya finally understood what was going on.

"Yes, young master." Sakuya smiled gently and bowed.

Christa let out a sob, and tears seemed to glisten in the corners of her eyes. Louis didn't seem to mind too much; a sapling won't grow straight if it's not pruned, and this was for Christa's own good.

"Ye Zi didn't come back with you?" Louis asked softly. He had just looked back and only saw Christa, not Ye Ziyan, whom he was looking forward to.

Honestly, it would have been so good to bring Ye Ziyan back. Louis has missed playing cards with the two of them for days.

"No, Aunt Liv said she wants to chat more with Mom and Aunt Emma," Catherine replied, leaning back in Louis's arms.

Louis nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, remember to remind me to bring Mom back tomorrow, to give Grandpa a surprise."

"Are you trying to give Grandpa a fright?" Catherine lightly punched Louis's thigh with her little fist, tilting her head back and asking with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that Grandpa might have some kind of accident during such a dramatic moment of joy or sorrow?"

"No, the men of the Mountbatten family have seen it all," Louis shrugged and said with a smile.

However, these words reminded him that he should give his grandfather a heads-up.

What if Grandpa sees Louise's mother and, in a fit of extreme joy or sorrow, collapses?

The next day, Louis went to the Worleys' house and brought them to his own estate. The three little ones also shamelessly followed along, since there was plenty of room for them anyway.

Only Patchouli and her sidekick Imp arrived, while Remilia returned to the Scarlet Devil Mansion, saying she needed to oversee the upcoming war.

To Louis's surprise, Sirius and Snape also came along.

Snape's reason was to protect his senior and not let Sirius deceive her, while Sirius's purpose was simpler: he just wanted to find an opportunity to annoy Snape.

Grandpa didn't return home from the Gloucester estate until almost noon. His first question was what had happened at home that had called him back in such a hurry. Was there something he couldn't say over the phone?

Louis didn't say anything, but walked to his grandfather's side and, like Tom pointing at his cousin Jerry, flicked a finger and pointed at his mother, who was sitting at the table quietly drinking tea.

"Em... Emma?" Grandpa paused for a moment, then looked at Louis with a strange expression. "Kid, I know you have a Freudian complex, but isn't it a bit abnormal to have a girlfriend who looks exactly like your mother? I think I need to call your Aunt Liz and have her find you a decent psychiatrist..."

"This is my mom." Louis quickly stopped his grandfather from speaking, who knows what earth-shattering thing the old man might say next.

"That's not a funny joke, Louis." Diana quickly grabbed Louis and winked, signaling him to admit it if it was a joke, as his grandfather, being an old man, couldn't take a joke.

Louis sighed and began to recount the story.

Grandpa was stunned for a moment, looked at Louis, then at Emma who was still drinking tea, and asked in a trembling voice, "You mean... your mother lost a part of her soul, which is why she acts like a child?"

"That's the theory," Louis nodded in confirmation.

Grandpa kicked Louis in the backside and raised his cane to chase after him, but Louis was caught off guard. As he ran, he shouted, "Hey, why did you hit me?"

"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and find that other half of your soul!" Grandpa pointed his cane at Louis, looking like he was about to unleash a spell at the slightest provocation.

"I don't have any clues, so I can't just wander around like a headless fly, right, Grandpa?" Louis quickly smiled and slowly disarmed his grandfather's cane.

Grandpa glanced at Louise, said nothing, then walked over and sat down next to Emma, ​​and started chatting with her.

The old man was a strong man. Louis had never seen him so sad before. In his memory, his grandfather was a tough guy, a man as solid as a mountain, who rarely showed his concern. But now, his eyes were glistening as he fussed over Emma.

"You," Diana said reproachfully, reaching out to ruffle Louis's hair.

……

To comfort the old man, Louis invited his aunt's family to his home, hoping to ease his grandfather's grief—but this only made things worse. With so many people gathered together, the atmosphere became even more awkward, and the lingering sadness didn't gradually dissipate until evening.

During afternoon tea, my cousin Charlie asked out of the blue, "Do you think people really have souls?"

"Of course," Louis nodded and smiled. "Your question is rather simplistic. You have a soul too. Think about it: if there were no soul, would there be any such thing as heaven and hell?"

"Isn't that just made up to deceive people?" My cousin said the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Phil glanced over, seemingly casually.

"Partly, perhaps, you could say it's a lie, but it's not entirely true," Louis said with a smile. "At least not everyone in Heaven is a good person, and not everyone in Hell is a bad person... Of course, that's not what we're here to discuss; we're not going anywhere."

My cousin was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what was going on, but Uncle Phil reacted immediately. He asked in surprise, "Louis, do you have a way?"

"Of course there are, like Uncle Phil, would you like to become a wizard?" Louis asked with a grin.

"Of course I want to!" Uncle said, beaming. "You don't know, when I first married Lilybe, I heard a lot about the magical world, and I kept thinking how wonderful it would be if I could be a wizard... Wait..." At this point, Uncle finally realized what he meant and asked incredulously, "You mean, I still have a chance to become a wizard?"

"Your next profession doesn't necessarily have to be a wizard." Louis coughed. "For example, a mage who practices elemental magic, a priest who believes in the holy light, a warlock who twists fel energy, a druid who communicates with nature... There's nothing you can't become."

"What about the Paladin?" my cousin asked quickly. "I've seen similar classes in some games; they sound pretty cool..."

He was referring to the paladin in traditional D&D.

"Of course," Louis nodded in confirmation.

"Cool." My cousin whistled. "Sounds cool. I want to be a sorcerer."

Louis looked at his cousin with a dark expression: "Then why did you ask about paladins?"

To everyone's surprise, my cousin shrugged and chuckled, saying, "I was just asking..."

Louis gave him the middle finger, turned and walked to the fire, picked up a handful of powder and disappeared. A moment later, he returned, leading a stunningly beautiful woman in a black robe.

"I've noticed, Louis, you're surrounded by beautiful women," my cousin exclaimed. "To be honest, I'm a little envious... How about we switch places? You be the crown prince, and I'll become a wizard and wander the world?"

"Come on," Louis quickly waved his hand. "I have no interest in being the crown prince, especially not for decades... If nothing unexpected happens, you might be the crown prince for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years..."

"Oh, isn't that great?" My cousin laughed heartily. "Compared to succeeding to the throne, I'd much rather Mom live forever—oh, I'm not worried about saying this upsetting you anymore, since Emma's back, isn't she?"

"Yes, I have a mother now." Louis shrugged, thinking to himself that his cousin still remembered what happened two years ago.

After he finished speaking, he began to check the remaining Anima. Thanks to his classmates' adventures, he had already accumulated tens of thousands of Anima, enough for everyone present to change jobs.

Upon hearing about something new, Grandpa almost instantly suppressed his sadness and strode over, acting nothing like a man in his nineties.

"A paladin," Grandpa said succinctly.

Inherited professions can't make you younger, but they can at least extend your lifespan and improve your health—except for naturally sickly professions like warlocks and shadow priests.

It's a miracle that someone who deals with evil energy and shadows every day can still be physically strong and healthy...

It's a real shame that someone like that isn't a warrior...

My cousin chose the mage, while Diana and my aunt chose the priest. Surprisingly, my uncle chose the warrior.

In his words, a man should enjoy the thrill of charging forward until he dies.

After everyone had made their choices, Louis turned to Izayoi Sakuya and asked, "Sakuya, why don't you give it a try?"

Grandpa looked up, instantly becoming alert.

"A Japanese...person?"

"Oh no, not exactly, Grandpa..." Louis suddenly remembered his grandfather's lineage and hurriedly began to explain, "Actually, not exactly. Strictly speaking, she and Christa are from the same place, she just has this name. It's my fault, Grandpa, I shouldn't have given her such a name..."

"Oh." Grandpa then looked away and grunted twice. "If it's your girlfriend, then it doesn't matter... Never mind, you young people can decide your own affairs."

Louis nodded quickly and spent a long time coaxing the old man until he returned to the restaurant whimpering.

Sakuya had been anxiously waiting for a while, but seeing that her grandfather hadn't gotten angry in the end, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I don't need it, young master, do I?"

"You could try the Stalker," Louis said. "It's a secret legacy from Ravenholdt Manor; why not take it? It might even help your special abilities."

"Really?" Sakuya became interested. Since it was Louis's request, she naturally had no reason to object.

Soon, through the Fire Keeper's touch, Sakuya also inherited the skills and talents of the Stalker.

"Give it a try? See if you gain any new insights?" Louis suggested with a smile.

Sakuya Izayoi nodded. She walked to an open area and said to Louis, "Young Master, please cast a protective spell, something that can trap me upside down."

Louis released a wraparound energy shield as instructed.

As soon as Sakuya saw that the energy shield was ready, her eyes narrowed, and almost instantly, a barrage of flying knives was thrown out from her center—there seemed to be over a hundred of them, and they were quite powerful. They hit Louis's shield and rippled outwards. Louis actually felt a little strained in maintaining the shield.

"Knife Fan." Sakuya walked back to Louis's side and said succinctly, "There are many other skills; I need to find a place to study them carefully..."

"Let's do it tonight. I'll open a dungeon for you to play before you go to sleep," Louis said with a chuckle. "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

He silently wished himself good luck in reaching Irithyll's dungeon tonight.

(End of this chapter)