I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 28 Tom and Jerry

As a nobleman with English surnames, Louis naturally possessed a flexible moral compass. (Due to caching issues, please access the website directly through your browser for the fastest chapter updates.) Circumstances dictated his actions; his opponent was far superior in strength, making a sneak attack the best option.

Louis cast another spell to knock Cesar unconscious, then stepped forward and looked at Patrick on the ground with a look of pity.

"Draco," he called out.

"Yes," Draco replied, dusting himself off.

"I just saw a table leg over there, yes, that one, bring it to me," Louis said gently.

Draco looked around and found the table leg. He picked it up and ran to Louis, handing it to him. Louis took it and patted him on the shoulder: "Slow down, why are you in such a hurry... Move to the side for a bit."

"Oh," Draco replied, somewhat bewildered.

Louis weighed the table leg in his hand, his expression softening as he looked at Patrick on the ground with an elegant air: "Senior, it seems it's time to fulfill our promise."

"What...what are you going to do?" Patrick asked in terror. "Don't...don't come any closer!"

Louis smiled warmly, grabbed the table leg, and slammed it hard on Patrick's left calf. With a loud thud, Patrick screamed in agony.

The Slytherin students watching all shuddered.

Ruthless, so ruthless... Of all the murderers they'd seen and heard about, none were as ruthless as Louis, who had such a warm face but was incredibly vicious in his actions.

"Aaaaaah—I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Louis still smiled gently, his hand moving without stopping, and slammed it hard on his thigh again.

By the time they broke his right thigh, Patrick was no longer the arrogant man he once was. Due to blood loss and pain, he was already delirious and could only beg Louis to let him go.

Louis did a pretty good job; despite the large movement, not a single drop of blood splattered on himself. He looked at his handiwork, nodded with satisfaction, casually cast a Tongue-Sealing and Throat-Locking Charm, and stepped on Patrick's right arm.

He stomped on it for a while, until the binding spell he had secretly cast was completed, before releasing Patrick's right arm.

At this point, Patrick didn't even have the strength to howl, though it could also be due to Louis's tongue-locking chokehold.

Louis pulled out his wand with satisfaction and used the dispelling spell to restore Patrick's tendons and ligaments.

"I hope you'll remember what I said today and try to avoid me in the future," Louis said, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Alright, um... Senior Caius?" He looked at Caius.

Caius involuntarily shuddered. He stepped forward nervously and asked tentatively, "Your...Your Highness?"

"Why are you trembling? I'm not a bad person... Hmm, go and take Senior Patrick to the medical wing. Poor thing... He's going to have a hard time tonight." Louis said, a look of pity on his face.

Caius shuddered again and quickly ordered his men to carry Patrick and Cesar away.

"Sigh." Louis shook his head, a regretful look on his face. "I'm still too kind-hearted; I can't bear to see this kind of scene... Marcus." He turned and called out, "Fix the lounge! Look at this mess, what a state it is..."

"Yes." Marcus quickly instructed students from several grades to begin repairing the desks and chairs.

He was now very fortunate that he hadn't offended Louis too much back then. It seemed that... he had only had two teeth knocked out, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

"Oh well, I guess I'll just consider it plastic surgery," Marcus thought to himself, his hands moving faster and faster.

Sometimes, if you think more positively, you won't have many worries.

It looks like today's self-study session won't be able to continue. Louis, carrying the two pet eggs, one big and one small, plans to go to the House of Requirement to hatch them.

Catherine remained silent throughout, walking ahead on her own until they entered the Room of Requirement, when she asked in a low voice, "You studied Divine Edge Without Shadow before?"

"The notes say it was created by the 'Half-Blood Prince' himself," Louis shrugged. "Maybe it's talent, but I feel like this spell is destined for me."

Catherine paused for a moment, then said hesitantly, "This 'half-blood prince'... he's not your father, is he?"

"My father is a real prince, not a half-blood." Louis scoffed. How could that slick-haired old bat Snape be his father? Although his hair was black... he wasn't greasy at all.

"That's strange..." Catherine finally accepted the fact: "Then another possibility is that you are a prodigy with unparalleled talent in dark magic."

You're pretty smart... Louis thought to himself, but I'm not the best. The best is my uncle...

The man who brought the bald gene to the British royal family.

"Don't change the subject, Catherine." His gaze was sharp. "I remember someone saying something like, 'Once I've mastered the art of wandless spellcasting, you'll practice spells with me?'"

"Don't worry, I won't go back on my word," Catherine nodded and said. "If you'd like, we can begin now."

"No rush." ​​Under Catherine's surprised gaze, he took out two pet eggs, one large and one small.

Louis wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt like he was hearing some familiar background music.

"Did you...?" He looked at Catherine, and they both said in unison, "Did you hear some strange music?"

"Huh? You heard that too?" Louis thought it was his imagination.

"Mm," the senior student nodded in response.

As the saying goes, there are three great illusions in life: I can win the team battle, she likes me, I can turn the tables... But I digress. After a while, Louis finally realized what it meant: Isn't this the theme song of Tom and Jerry?

The moment he recognized them, the two pet eggs cracked open simultaneously, and two creatures he knew all too well popped out.

Isn't that Tom and Jerry?

The reason they're instantly recognizable is because their appearances are similar to those in the cartoon. Tom is the most classic and best-looking version of the second one, with blue-gray fur all over his body, a slightly lighter color on his belly, white paws, and a tuft of white fur at the tip of his tail; Jerry is the same, with a brown body and a light brown belly. The two of them stand upright, their four eyes staring at Louis, which looks a bit eerie, but it's still acceptable.

It's just a question of whether MGM will ask him for royalties, since it's not just Diamond who likes to bully Dai Ying, but others do too.

But given Dai Ying's utterly ruthless nature, he'll probably have to ask MGM for money.

First up is Tom, who extends his right hand—it's hard to tell if you call it a paw or a hand—with a classic, almost human-like smile on his cat-like face. Louise grasps Tom's right hand; it feels quite nice, and when he shakes it twice, there's that very classic handshake sound effect.

Jerry climbed up Tom's smooth fur and onto his hand, extending his right hand to shake hands with Louis in a human-like manner.

Louis racked his brains but still couldn't figure out where the background music coming from.

(End of this chapter)

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