I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Using the Resurrection Stone to deal with Snape is a fairly easy thing, and everyone on Earth knows why.

As for whether Snape's past was actually that of Arigato Miyabi... Lily-san, that remains unknown.

After all, the grass on James and Lily's graves is already quite tall.

After Snape left, Harry asked in a low voice, "Why is Karkaroff so worried? I mean—he looks quite abnormal, like he has something to hide."

"Karkaroff is a Death Eater," Lewis said with a smile, meeting Harry's puzzled gaze. "Looks like you've really forgotten. Hermione gave you a little lesson over the summer—Death Eaters are the loyal followers of your old nemesis Voldemort. They adopt such flamboyant names to show off their uniqueness, but in reality, they are all..."

As he spoke, Louis tapped his head with his index finger, implying that they were all a bit off their minds.

He's right. What decent person would become a Death Eater?

As they walked, the two arrived at a huge reindeer statue.

Louis and Harry noticed something unusual, for example... Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim were sitting on a huge stone bench, having a secret rendezvous. The moonlight, like water, poured over the two of them, making the atmosphere hazy. Judging from Mrs. Maxim's expression, she clearly wanted Hagrid to kiss her, but Hagrid, being oblivious to everything, was completely unaware of Mrs. Maxim's intentions.

The two slapped themselves in the face, especially Louis, who remembered the embarrassing incident years ago when his senior asked him if he wanted to try some lip gloss, and he accidentally slapped her lips and put them in his mouth.

This bush not only contained the giants, but also Roger Davis and Fleur Delacour, who were lurking there. Fleur looked terrified; if it weren't for Mrs. Maxim's presence, she probably would have run away.

Hagrid rambled on about his childhood, while Mrs. Maxime listened quietly, gazing at him without uttering a sound. Louis noticed a beetle lying in front of him, and Harry, of course, saw it too. He lowered his voice and whispered in Louis's ear, "Why are there beetles this time of year? Did they conjure them with magic?"

Louis didn't answer. He reached out and flicked the beetle's rear end. The beetle spun around like a kite with a broken string and fell to the ground.

"It glared at you, Harry, I swear it definitely glared at you!" Harry said in a low voice, but with disbelief.

"Of course it's glaring at me; she's an Animagus like Professor McGonagall," Louis said casually.

The beetle fluttered its wings and flew away.

Harry was shocked, but Louis ignored him and continued to peer and listen over the tips of the reindeer's antlers. Hagrid had never talked to anyone about his childhood, which was a miracle given how talkative he was.

"My father was heartbroken after my mother left. My father was a short man. When I was six years old, if he angered me, I would lift him up and put him on top of the closet, but instead of getting angry, he would always make him laugh..." Hagrid's deep voice choked up even more.

Mrs. Maxim listened without moving, seemingly gazing at the silver fountain.

"My father raised me... but, oh dear, he died. Right after I started school, he suddenly... well, he died. From then on, I had to make my own way in this lonely world, all by myself... But soon, I wasn't so lonely anymore. It was Dumbledore who helped me a lot when I was in despair. Honestly, he was very good to me. He was a very, very good person..."

Dumbledore was given a "friend zone" card without any warning.

After giving Dumbledore the "good guy" card, Hagrid pulled out a large silk handkerchief with polka dots and blew his nose loudly.

"...That's basically the situation," Hagrid said sullenly. "And you, from which side are you coming from...?"

Louis knew Hagrid was about to do something foolish, and in a moment of desperation, he kicked Harry away, his movements graceful and agile, like a flying sword amidst falling peach blossoms...

It's actually more like a twelve-yard nuclear explosion possessed by Aveiro.

This little incident instantly interrupted Hagrid's spellcasting. Mrs. Maxim, who had been listening to what Hagrid was saying, had her interest extinguished by Harry's sudden appearance.

Mrs. Maxim suddenly stood up, looking uneasy, and said, "It's too cold, I want to go inside..."

Hagrid, no longer caring about Harry, immediately stood up and stammered, "No, no... don't go, I—I've never met anyone else like this before..."

"Another person? Explain yourself!" Mrs. Maxim said coldly, her tone more biting than the wind blowing over the castle.

Louis's heart skipped a beat, and he knew he was in trouble. He immediately and discreetly released a tongue-lock chokehold on Hagrid.

"Of course, this is the first time I've met such a gentle, kind, and virtuous woman as you, Mrs. Maxim." Louis stepped forward and bowed slightly to Mrs. Maxim politely. Mrs. Maxim already had a good impression of the young man, and Louis's words made her even more impressed.

Louis then looked at Hagrid, who was struggling to speak, and quickly said, "Oh my God, Hagrid, what's wrong with you? My God, you look terrible, my friend. I think you should go see Mrs. Pomfrey to see what's wrong with you..."

As he spoke, he helped Hagrid up and politely said to Mrs. Maxime, "Excuse me, madam, Hagrid is unwell. I need to take him to Mrs. Pomfrey's. Please excuse me..."

"I'll go too. Are you two small guys capable of carrying him?" Mrs. Maxim doubted their abilities; she didn't believe the two boys could get Hagrid to Mrs. Pomfrey's medical wing.

"Don't worry, Madam," Louis assured her. "Hagrid just has a sore throat, it's not like he's having a leg problem. You can go ahead and do your work. I think the hibiscus at your school came from that bush?"

Louise, wanting to distract Mrs. Maxim, resorted to a substitution tactic, attempting to have Fleur draw Maxim's hatred away. This worked; Fleur was immediately knocked out. Mrs. Maxim, noticing Rogers staring intently at her, took a deep breath.

If she were a dragon, Louis had no doubt that her next skill would absolutely be dragon breath.

Unfortunately, she wasn't; the words she uttered after taking a deep breath were like a reprimanding command.

"Fleur! You! Come back to the castle with me! Now! Immediately!" She gave a series of orders, gave Louis and Hagrid a forced smile, and led the way towards the Great Hall.

Fleur glared at Louis, then turned and chased after Mrs. Maxim. Once they were far away, Louis waved his hand, breaking the spell on Hagrid's mouth.

"My God, Hagrid, you're...you're hopeless!" Louis said, his expression one of utter despair.

Hagrid was good-natured and wasn't really angry; he just wanted to complain a bit. But after Louis's words, he cautiously asked, "Why do you say that? Oh, I know I'm not very emotionally intelligent..."

"Were you just about to say 'a half-giant like you'?" Louis looked at Hagrid with a half-smile.

When Hagrid asked this, the good-natured man chuckled and immediately asked guiltily, "Yeah, what's wrong? Oh, this shouldn't be a problem, right? After all, she really does look like a half-giant..."

"You're such a straight man, Hagrid..." Louis said helplessly. "Putting aside her race, even if she really is a half-giant, you should never bring that up again..."

"Why?" Hagrid asked, puzzled.

"Think about how people perceive you?" Louis looked at Hagrid with a half-smile.

Hagrid paused for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Ah, I see... So you mean, you want me to lie?"

"No, my God, you're a disaster..." Harry couldn't stand it anymore and complained, "Can't you just be a little more perceptive, Hagrid? If young Norbert could understand what you were saying, but refused to eat and thought the beef in front of him didn't taste good, what would you do?"

"Of course I will... Oh!" Hagrid said, then suddenly realized, "So, women are like magical creatures in their infancy; we have to coax them, not blurt everything out?"

"You're not completely hopeless," Louis said, looking at Hagrid with pity. "Listen to me, women are like donkeys that need to be stroked. You have to coax them. Never tell them the truth. For example, if a girl asks you if she looks ugly when she wakes up in the morning, you must quickly answer that she looks great, as beautiful as ever, even if she really does look ugly this morning..."

"I'm starting to understand. Good heavens, women are complicated..." Hagrid muttered. "I'd rather face the Blasttail now than complicated women."

"What about Mrs. Maxim? You're just going to back down like that? Good heavens, Hagrid, you have to pull yourself together!" Louis began to encourage Hagrid: "You're the only man at Hogwarts with guts. None of the boys at Hogwarts date girls from other schools, but you, you went straight for the hellish challenge—you slept with the headmaster! Just imagine the sense of accomplishment, the satisfaction! If you succeed, won't all the students at Hogwarts like you?"

"That's true!" Hagrid's beetle-like eyes lit up, his little braided mustache swaying. "Then I'll do as you say. From now on, whatever you tell me to do, I'll do!"

"First and foremost! The one thing you absolutely must never mention about Mrs. Maxim's lineage in front of her, no matter how curious you are, you have to keep it to yourself!" Louis warned fiercely.

Hagrid took a deep breath, nodded vigorously, and said, "I understand. And then?"

"Always remember one thing: Mrs. Maxim is always right. If you disagree, please refer to this point I'm telling you to always remember: never talk back to her... I'm not teaching you to be a sheep, but rather that your big head is full of magical creatures, and you know too little about women. So, if you have anything to say, let's come back and discuss it carefully!" Louis looked intently at Hagrid. "Remember this, this is very important."

"I understand... but what if she says something bad about Dumbledore? I won't listen to her then. Dumbledore is the wizard I respect most..." Hagrid scratched his head and said, puzzled.

He really, I'm devastated, he was still thinking about Dumbledore even at this point.

"Then you should argue with her. Remember! You can't compromise on matters of principle without limits. Point out any issues that touch on your bottom line immediately. If she truly likes you, she'll respect your opinion; otherwise, just ignore her forever!" Louis sighed, seeing Hagrid's puzzled expression. "Go, Harry, go call my mom, Hermione, and Catherine out, and your new girlfriend… oh right, call Sakuya too… never mind, call them to my office, we'll have a meeting with Hagrid together!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Harry immediately agreed. It was a matter of great importance to Hagrid's future, and he dared not be careless at all.

Louis patted Hagrid on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Come on, Hagrid, we can't continue at the ball anyway, why don't you come to my office?"

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Hagrid clutched a handkerchief tightly in his hand, so tightly that it was wrinkled, a testament to his inner turmoil.

Back in the office, it quickly filled up with people. Everyone was very concerned about Hagrid's life-long happiness, afraid that he might accidentally ruin their promising relationship.

Harry sat on the sofa and recounted the events that had just occurred to everyone, emphasizing in particular what Hagrid was about to say.

After hearing Harry's story, everyone's blood pressure spiked. Hermione clenched her fists, looking at Ron beside her, almost ready to strike.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ron said somewhat fearfully. "I haven't done anything to you lately, so why are you looking at me like that? Good heavens, it's all because I mentioned your 'Vomiting' Association! You know, I wear that vomit badge entirely out of love for you..."

Then, Hermione's wand acted like penicillin, effectively stopping Ron's inflammation.

"Alright, put down your wand, Hermione," Louise said helplessly. "We're here to discuss with Hagrid how to get along with Mrs. Maxime in the future, to give him some emotional advice, not for you to demonstrate how to tame a husband in front of all of us, okay?"