I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 256 Son of the Beach

That being said, Dumbledore had long been fed up with the Ministry of Magic's actions.

If it weren't for his good temper, the Minister of Magic would have been replaced long ago.

Therefore, Dumbledore was not too opposed to Lewis's proposal.

He had only one request—that after Louis obtained the Resurrection Stone, he must not destroy it. He didn't say why, but Louis knew he wanted to twist it to summon his sister Ariana for a good chat.

Resurrection Stone – Twist it, lick it, soak it, and you can summon the person you want to summon.

The plan was set. Dumbledore had initially been hesitant to entrust Barty to Hagrid, but a single sentence from Lewis dissuaded him from this ridiculous idea.

"You want the whole world to know that Barty the Elder is still alive?" Louis stared intently at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore understood what Lewis meant; he disliked Hagrid's large mouth.

Generally speaking, anything Hagrid knows can be assumed to be known by the entire British wizarding community.

As everyone knows, Hagrid cannot keep any secrets.

Hagrid: Don't mention it.

So love can disappear, right?

Lewis could actually help Harry purify Voldemort's remnant soul, but the problem now is that Harry still needs this remnant soul, since it's essentially a Linken's Sphere for Voldemort's Avada Kedavra.

Besides, he's not a nanny; it's Mr. Savior's own business, so of course he should do it himself.

As the saying goes, don't hinder someone from breaking free of their cocoon and becoming a butterfly; let them fly on their own.

After dealing with the Crouch family's messy affairs, it was already past four in the afternoon. Louis was the most exhausted from spending a lot of time talking to Aberforth. With comforting both sides, he managed to get Aberforth to suppress his urge to have a heart-wrenching gas-fueled battle with Grindelwald.

Grindelwald knew he was in the wrong, and remained silent the entire time, which was one of the reasons why the conflict didn't escalate.

Back in his office, Louis saw his mother lounging around in a relaxed posture.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked with concern.

Emma slowly raised her head, then looked at the cup on the coffee table in front of her: "It's nothing, just a little tired... What did you go to do?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to do something," Lewis said, as Sakuya came over and took off his coat. "It's about Barty Crouch the Elder, and his son."

"You mean Crouch Jr. is impersonating Alastor?" Emma asked.

"You remember?" Louis asked, intrigued.

Emma shook her head weakly: "I've long forgotten about it. It's just that Little Barty's fox tail was too well hidden. I already discovered his true colors on the day of the freshman orientation."

Louis mentally went through three periods.

If even his mother found out, then Dumbledore must have found out as well.

That old man is awful! He's already planning to have Mom make up a joke to scold him!

Louis shook his head, dismissing his inner criticism of Dumbledore, and asked Emma, ​​"How did you get used to the first lesson?"

"It's alright, just giving lectures to students." Emma said casually, but her tone sounded as if she had been hollowed out.

Louis then looked at Catherine, who shrugged, indicating that she knew nothing about it.

"Okay, just call me if you need anything," Louis said, adding, "except for substitute teaching."

He's so lazy right now that he absolutely refuses to teach anyone.

After he finished speaking, he called Catherine into the inner room and asked in a low voice, "Any troublemakers?"

Catherine covered her mouth and chuckled, "Silly little deer, that's the Demon King's mother, you know. Do you think anyone would have the slightest complaint? Are you out of your mind?"

Louis thought what she said made sense, but he didn't like the title "Great Demon King".

"I'm clearly an innocent little deer, how could I be a great demon king?"

"Okay, you're my little deer." Catherine stood on tiptoe and kissed Louis on the cheek.

Louis reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently breathing into her ear.

Catherine was easily swayed by this; she immediately softened, and after a long pause, she softly called out, "Little Deer?"

"Hmm?" Louis made a nasal sound.

"Um..." Catherine's tone was somewhat hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Louis pinched Catherine's shoulder.

Seeing Catherine hesitate, Louis thought something serious had happened. He reached out and gently stroked Catherine's soft hair, saying softly, "Don't rush, tell me slowly."

"Hmm." Catherine nodded, and after a long silence, she finally spoke.

"I want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament," Catherine said softly.

Louis paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Go ahead, I support you."

"Really?" Catherine turned her head, her eyes filled with joy.

"Of course, that's a good thing." Louis smiled and patted Catherine's head, then he took out a ring with a small blue ball embedded in it, and a staff with a golden skull embedded in it.

"Since you're going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, you should take these two." Louis handed the items to Catherine.

"What is this?" Catherine put the ring on her finger with great interest and played with the skull staff.

As a Slytherin, she was not averse to dark decorations like skulls.

"Linkin's Sphere and Black King Bar," Louis explained to her. "This ring, called Linkin's Sphere, can block any targeted spell for you every fifteen seconds."

"This Black King Bar can be activated by pressing the skull's eye, granting you immunity to any spell for ten seconds."

Catherine's eyes widened; she was utterly astonished by the miraculous effects of these two pieces of equipment.

"This..." She stared blankly at the two things in her hands, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"They're yours now," Louis said with a smile. "I've never really given you a proper token of our love before."

"Isn't that leaf?" Catherine's eyes sparkled as she looked at Louis.

"That piece of junk..." Louis clicked his tongue and pulled out his lion-headed staff. "Oh right, you use this... the heart of the oak, ten or a hundred times better than the leaves."

As he spoke, Louis reached into Catherine's pocket for her staff.

Catherine quickly protected her wand, looking warily at Louis: "No, I'll use the leaf."

"Stubborn fool," Louis chuckled. "The Heart of Oak is far superior!"

"No, no wand can compare to this leaf in my eyes." Catherine hugged the leaf to her chest. "It is the best wand in the world to me."

"And what about me?" Louis teased, deliberately with a hint of jealousy.

Catherine was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Louis to be jealous of a magic wand.

"This is the best wand in the world that a little deer gave me, you fool." Catherine rolled her eyes at Louis.

"Hehe." Louis pulled her back into his arms and hugged her for a while before saying, "But you can't keep using leaves; you'll have to change your wand sooner or later."

Feeling Catherine struggle slightly, he tightened his grip and said gently, "Don't rush, let me tell you... A wand is a wizard's second hand, and a good wand can complement a wizard's abilities."

"You'll have to change your wand sooner or later, listen to me." Louis nibbled on her glistening earlobe.

"There are no bad wands, only bad wizards," Catherine scoffed, rejecting Louis's viewpoint.

"Alright." Louis knew that the woman valued her feelings and didn't want to continue arguing about the topic. He would just help her modify her wand when he had time.

For example, you could stuff something powerful inside, and then ask Aluneth if she has any good sisters after you've finished the quest.

With a click, the door was pushed open, and the two turned to look; it was Emma.

"You two should tone it down a bit, it's broad daylight," Emma said, somewhat displeased. "I don't want to be a grandmother at such a young age..."

Louis hurriedly released his girlfriend from his arms, retorting urgently, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Emma walked over, leaned closer to examine her own large child, and gave a wry smile: "You really don't look like it, because you are that kind of person."

After saying that, she snorted and left the study.

……

Since they'd decided to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, they definitely needed to warm up and practice PvP as much as possible. Louis was in a worse situation; Catherine made him practice in the Mirror World every day, and he went to class with dark circles under his eyes every day.

We originally planned to go to the Room of Requirement, but the Room of Requirement... well, this poor little house can't withstand their antics, so let's leave it to the students.

The strength of the mirror world is enough for the two of them to cause trouble. As long as they don't use any forbidden spells, there shouldn't be any problems.

That being said, such a pure and kind young boy wouldn't know any world-destroying forbidden spells.

How could such a good child know these things? Really…

The next morning, while the two were having breakfast in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall approached them.

Her expression wasn't good; she probably meant for Catherine to go to the principal's office.

After Professor McGonagall left, Louis looked at Catherine with concern: "What's wrong? Why did you go to all this trouble to find you..."

"It's nothing." Catherine chuckled, put down her knife and fork, wiped her red lips lightly, and stood up to walk outside.

Louis was a little worried, so he followed them.

There was a little incident. Catherine passed by the Durmstrang students who were whispering and gave them a cold glance. The group of students, who were still buzzing, immediately sat up straight and sat there quietly without saying a word.

Louis witnessed this little incident and wondered if Catherine had dealt with them.

Could it be some kind of cheesy scenario where someone tries to pick her up? Louis was a little speechless, but it was also normal. A girl as beautiful as Catherine, even if she was a little aloof, was still adorable.

With that in mind, the two arrived at the Hogwarts Headmaster's office, where not only Dumbledore was seated, but also Durmstrang Headmaster Karkaroff and Beauxbatons Headmaster Mrs. Maxim.

When Karkarov saw the two enter, he gave a cold snort, while Mrs. Maxim responded with a gentle smile.

"This is the classmate who injured my student?" Karkaroff's voice was smooth, but his tone didn't reveal any joy.

His eyes burned with rage as he looked at Catherine, as if she had killed his family.

Of course... it's pretty much the same.

"I disagree with His Excellency Karkarov's statement," Mrs. Maxim said casually. "It's just teaching a few scoundrels a lesson. If your students dare to harass female classmates now, won't they become bullies and harassers in the future?"

Louis's temper flared instantly. He asked Catherine, "What? Did Durmstrang's men dare to harass you? Who is the Son of the Beach?"

Catherine paused noticeably for a moment, then chuckled and explained, "You've misunderstood Little Deer. It's Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons."

Louis suddenly felt a little embarrassed; it seemed he had misunderstood Durmstrang's classmate.

Then I felt a little relieved. Thankfully, it wasn't one of those clichéd scenarios. Besides... well, that makes sense. Only a fool would try to flirt with a cold and aloof queen like Catherine, who looks like she's not to be trifled with.

"Hmph..." Karkaroff scoffed dismissively. "Our Durmstrang students are not for you Beauxbatons or Hogwarts to teach!"

"That's where you're wrong, Headmaster Karkaroff," Louis said with a smile. "According to the principle of territoriality, since you've come to Hogwarts, you must accept Hogwarts' rules and regulations. In our Hogwarts, hooliganism should be punished—I think my girlfriend was very considerate of Durmstrang's feelings and only gave him a small lesson."

"Breaking all four of their arms is considered a small lesson?" Karkaroff was amused and retorted with a smirk.

"Do you want to replace them?" Louis asked coldly.

Karkaroff was taken aback. He instinctively wanted to get angry, but Dumbledore interrupted his attack.

"Igor, let it go," Dumbledore began to smooth things over. "It's just a squabble between children, just like we were when we were young, wasn't it?"

"When you were young, you would break people's arms for no reason?" Karkaroff saw through Dumbledore's behavior, which was ostensibly about mediating but was actually about protecting his own.

"I did do it," Dumbledore clicked his tongue. "But that was a hundred years ago. I'm much milder now."

Louis glanced at him but did not refute Dumbledore's words.

As far as he knew, Dumbledore was young and impetuous, and his temper was indeed not very good. It was only after meeting the charming and affectionate young man Gellert that his personality gradually became more gentle.

Men always need to experience some changes to mature. If it weren't for Grindelwald, he would probably just be Godric, a good-for-nothing.

Karkaroff wanted to argue, but seeing Dumbledore's ambiguous smile and the glint in his eyes behind his half-moon spectacles, he decisively backed down and swallowed the bitter pill.

The original Death Eaters couldn't really stand up to Dumbledore.

(End of this chapter)