I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 289 Catherine's Melancholy

"Don't worry, I certainly have a good solution." Catherine's eyes were full of confidence.

Louis, however, asked somewhat awkwardly and hesitantly, "What, are you going to wear a swimsuit into the water?"

Catherine was about to answer when she saw the awkwardness on Louis's face, so she laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck: "Of course, do you expect me to go into the water in a robe? Good heavens, that would take me to the bottom..."

Because Catherine was pressing her forehead against his, Louis couldn't see the playful smile on her lips.

"Ah..." Louis said somewhat dryly, placing both hands on Catherine's slender waist, then hugging her, burying his head in her hands, and saying in a muffled voice, "How about..."

In the end, he didn't say the words "Don't participate in this project." It was Catherine's wish, how could he bear to stop her?

"What else?" Catherine breathed sweetly into his ear.

Louis had no time to think about such romantic things; being petty, he didn't want anyone to see his girlfriend's great figure.

"It's nothing," he said listlessly.

"So, I'll just participate like this?" Catherine continued to tease him.

"No..." Louis's voice remained muffled.

"Why is that?" Catherine asked with a smile, gently nibbling at Louis's earlobe. "Tell me, will you...?"

Louis shook his head, and Catherine continued with a smile, "Then let me guess, you don't want anyone to see me in a swimsuit? Hmm, what a possessive little deer..."

As she spoke, Catherine's pink lips gently pressed against Louis's neck.

"No...no way..." Louis was not about to admit it. He was joking. What would that make him look like?

"That little deer who says one thing but means another, so cute." Catherine nuzzled Louis's ear with her delicate nose. "Alright, since you're not happy, I'll just abstain."

"No way!" Louis suddenly pulled his head out. "Winning the Triwizard Tournament is your wish. How can I be selfish..."

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore..." Catherine smiled gently, her eyes like water. "I know a spell that allows me to enter water without getting wet myself. Of course, the specific details are a secret from you, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Louis angrily pushed him onto the sofa.

"You're deliberately trying to annoy me!" Louis demanded angrily.

Catherine tilted her head and said smugly, "Of course, teasing a certain rebellious little deer is one of my few hobbies..."

"Hey...you've gone too far..." Louis was about to scold his disobedient girlfriend when he suddenly remembered Snape's reminder.

See you in the office in an hour.

"Fine," Louis lowered his claws, saying under Catherine's puzzled gaze, "If Professor Snape hadn't told me to report back to him in an hour, I would have definitely taught you a lesson today, you little imp!"

"Hmph." Catherine rolled her eyes in a charmingly seductive manner, and Louis felt as if his heart had skipped a beat.

Good heavens, this usually aloof older sister suddenly turning on her seductive side is truly irresistible...

Even after spending so much time together, Louis still couldn't resist Catherine's charm.

The two chatted for a while longer. Although it was a farewell due to acting, they still felt reluctant to part and couldn't help but worry about each other.

Back in Snape's office, Professor Snape said nothing, stood up, shook his greasy hair, and gestured for him to follow.

Halfway there, Louis asked curiously, "Professor, what exactly did Aunt Lily say to you? You seem like a completely different person!"

Snape didn't speak, and after a long pause, he said calmly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Louis, feeling rebuffed, shrugged.

It seems she hasn't forgiven him.

But thinking about it, Snape's insults were incredibly vicious. Many people don't get the point of that ruthlessness, thinking Lily is making a mountain out of a molehill. But to put it another way, imagine you're helping a Libyan being bullied, and that person yells at you, "I don't need you, you Omega pig, helping me!"

So, do you still think Lily is making a mountain out of a molehill? All I can say is that Lily's character is exceptionally high.

If it were someone with a bad temper, they would definitely get slapped repeatedly.

Upon arriving at the headmaster's office, Lewis found it quite crowded, but after searching for a while, he only found Ron and not Hermione. Curious, he went over to Ron, nudged his heel, and asked, "Where's Hermione? Weren't you two called away by Professor McGonagall?"

"Oh, Professor McGonagall sent Hermione back first. The only reason she called her back was so she wouldn't worry about me being gone. You know how controlling Hermione is..." Ron shrugged, even more henpecked than the fishmonger Johnson.

Louis then realized that Hermione wasn't Viktor Krum's dance partner anymore, so it wasn't her turn to be rescued yet.

"She's not angry?" Louis asked on a whim.

"Huh?" Ron was a little confused. "Why is she angry? Oh, you mean making me participate in such a dangerous activity..." As he spoke, he swallowed the chocolate wafer in his mouth. "Hermione is quite open-minded in this respect; she thinks I do need some experience..."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Louis and said in an extremely soft voice, "I suspect that old fogey Professor McGonagall also wanted Hermione to tip her off. You'll see, given how smart my Hermione is, Harry will definitely have a plan tomorrow."

"You know that's not the reason," Louis said, reaching into Ron's pocket and pulling out a bag of wafers.

Ron exclaimed, "What do you mean? I don't quite understand..."

"Won't she be jealous that her boyfriend is someone else's most important person?" Louis said helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron's eyes widened in surprise. This was an angle he had never imagined before, and the others in the principal's office who were talking amongst themselves also turned their attention to the two of them.

Nothing else, the main thing is that this news is a bit explosive. The British people present were used to it, but the foreigners were clearly not used to this kind of shock.

"Don't talk nonsense, Louis," Ron snatched the wafer back from Louis's hand, glared at him, and said, "You'll lose me as a friend if you keep doing this..."

"I was just looking at things from a different perspective, sorry Ron," Louis said with a chuckle.

Soon, Dumbledore, Mrs. Maxime, and Karkaroff arrived at the Headmaster's office, accompanied by two other staff members, Mr. Lovegood and Ludo Bagman. After a brief introduction of their upcoming tasks, they announced that they would be sleeping on the floor in the Headmaster's office that night.

The three Hogwarts students sat side by side: Ron, Lewis, and Cho Chang, the person Cedric was tasked with rescuing.

"You seem a little nervous, Zhang," Louis said with a smile, looking at the absent-minded Zhang Qiu.

"How could I not be nervous..." Zhang Qiu bit her lip and glared at Louis again: "Also, I'm older than you, so you're not allowed to call me Little Zhang..."

"Old Zhang isn't suitable either!" Louis slapped his thigh. "I heard that 'Old Zhang' sounds like 'Old Cockroach,' that's what my mom called Professor Dumbledore's food..."

Zhang Qiu was discouraged; she knew Louis couldn't produce anything worthwhile.

"Alright, don't be nervous," Louis said with a smile, trying to reassure you. "Take it easy. With a powerful wizard like Dumbledore protecting you, and the headmasters of the three houses serving you, how could you be anything but lucky?"

"Why does this sound so familiar?" Zhang Qiu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"You're certainly familiar with Lao She's 'Teahouse'..." Louis shrugged.

Zhang Qiu suddenly realized, looked at Louis with admiration, and gave him a thumbs up, saying, "As expected of Your Highness, your knowledge is so broad, you've even read Seris's literary works..."

Louis thought to himself, "If I were to recite the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng right here and now, wouldn't you faint? After all, I received more than ten years of education in Seris, okay?"

But he couldn't say that; he could only laugh twice.

The rescue missions of the other Academy warriors were more complicated. Fleur's hostage was her sister, Gabrielle Delacour. The shy girl was clutching a pillow, unsure of what to do. It was Louis who had Cho Chang bring her to his side and calm her down after a long time.

Marilyn's hostage was her brother Charles Chabanor—Charles is actually the French pronunciation of Charles.

For example, Charles De Gaulle is translated as Charles de Gaulle because he was French, while Louis's cousin was British, so he had to be called Charles.

It's all knowledge; there's no end to learning, it's too profound.

Vasily's hostage was his girlfriend, a Russian, whose name was... Elena Alexievna... I can't remember her last name, Louis, it was something like Skaya, but from her father's name, I know that her father was definitely named Alexei...

Viktor's hostage was his good friend Carol, his classmate, whom Louis had seen in the crowd.

It could be considered a clear division; apart from Gabrielle sleeping next to Zhang Qiu, everyone else was separated according to their school.

The next morning, before dawn, they were woken up and forced to swallow the potion that Snape had prepared. The unconscious "hostages" were then taken away by the staff, including Louis. The potion was so potent that it felt like it could take down a fire dragon.

Hopefully, there won't be any fuzes among those rescuing the "hostages," and that the ridiculous situation of Hostage KIA won't happen again.

Unlike Louis's carefree attitude, Catherine tossed and turned all night, worried that something might go wrong with the project and hurt her fawn.

She quickly began to doubt herself, wondering how she could think that way.

As dawn approached, she finally gave up on sleeping, sat up in bed, and called out to Sakuya.

"Young Madam." Sakuya bowed slightly.

"Let Aslo prepare breakfast, I can't sleep." Catherine sighed sadly and took the clothes Sakuya handed her.

"Okay." Sakuya turned and left. There was no need to ask what breakfast was for; English breakfast was always the same old thing.

Actually, English breakfast isn't bad at all; on the contrary, it tastes pretty good, at least both Louis and Emma, ​​the two Seresians, can accept it.

Catherine came to the table, where Sakuya had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast for her. After carefully wrapping a napkin around her neck, Sakuya stood quietly behind Catherine.

This is the professionalism of a head maid.

In fact, back in the Scarlet Devil Mansion in Gensokyo, Sakuya not only shouldered the responsibilities of head maid, but also took on the work of the butler, which shows her talent.

Even though she was in a bad mood, Catherine still finished her meal quietly, after all, there was still a fierce battle to fight later—if it weren't for Louis, she would never have taken it so seriously.

She picked up the napkin from her lap and dabbed it on her alluring red lips. After a moment, she suddenly spoke: "Sakuya?"

"I'm here." Sakuya took a step forward and leaned slightly closer to Catherine.

"You mean..." Catherine hesitated for a long time before speaking, "I always feel uneasy, what's wrong with me?"

"You're too concerned about the young master." Sakuya smiled slightly. "It's only natural. Don't worry, with the young master's strength, nothing will harm him..."

"Hmm." Catherine responded with a nasal tone, feeling that Sakuya's words made sense, so she stopped thinking about it and instead pondered how to save the person quickly.

The wait was agonizing. Catherine had never felt time stretch on so long; it felt like an eternity before Sakuya finally informed her that it was time to participate in the competition.

She wore her usual long robe suit at the academy, tidied herself up briefly, and then set off.

There were only a few scattered people left in the castle; everyone had gone to the venue to watch the game. There were quite a few people dining in the auditorium, but not many.

She passed through the two oak doors and came to the outside area.

February mornings are still quite chilly. The wind brushed against Catherine's face, but couldn't get past her scarf. Catherine tightened her coat and continued walking. As she walked down the lawn, she saw the seats from last year's first project, now surrounding the lake for the second project. They were already packed; it seemed everyone had gotten up very early.

However, the seats only covered half a circle, since the lake was quite large.

Catherine paid no attention to the chairs. She reached out with her white lace-gloved hand to smooth her hair, straighten the bow in her hair, and then walked toward Dumbledore.

They sat at a table covered with a golden tablecloth. Not everyone had arrived yet; Harry, Marilyn, and Vasily were still missing.

As they approached the table, Mrs. Maxim nodded to Catherine in a friendly greeting. She liked this outstanding and aloof girl very much, and Catherine smiled and bowed in return.

"Oh, you've come, Catherine," Dumbledore greeted her as she approached. "Are you settling in without Louis?"

Catherine smiled slightly: "It's alright."

Everyone noticed Catherine's outfit; it was clear she wasn't planning on going into the water—even if it was cold outside, someone going into the water wouldn't be wearing a shirt with a bow tie underneath, let alone a skirt and leggings...

Are you here for a spring outing?

(End of this chapter)