I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 299 Voldemort's Two-Way Run

Two masters of Occlumency... let's say that's the case, at least they've both reached the highest level of Occlumency. The mental attack from the Demon of Doubt had absolutely no effect on them.

Furthermore, the fact that fortitude itself provides a 200% boost to brain occlusion surgery makes it all the more precious.

Even with increased output, the Doubtful Demon couldn't affect the two of them in the slightest.

Ultimately, the brain-blocking technique was only a secondary reason; the main reason was that the two of them had no suspicion of each other. The evil demon could only amplify other people's negative emotions, but it could not create something out of nothing.

This can be considered one of their weaknesses.

But as the saying goes, people eat grains and vegetables, so how can they not have emotions and desires? The evil spirits take advantage of the negative emotions in people's hearts. Even the slightest bit of negative emotion can be seized by them and amplified infinitely to achieve the effect of blinding people's minds.

Normal attacks were completely ineffective against the Fiend; only Jade Dragon's breath had any effect. Seeing that the Fiend of Doubt was gaining more and more of an advantage, Catherine had a flash of inspiration. She waved her wand and summoned a ghostly blue Fiendfire. A huge, serpentine Fiendfire, propelled by the wind, roared silently and swept towards the Fiend of Doubt.

The fierce flames flickered, the wind carried their power, and the fire serpent actually pierced right through the suspicious spirit.

"It's working!" Louis was overjoyed.

The fierce fire seemed to have a suppressive effect on the Fiend of Doubt, which lost its power. Yu Long seized the opportunity, took a deep breath, and exhaled a jade-green breath, which made the already struggling Fiend of Doubt even worse.

"Not good..." Catherine frowned slightly, her anger growing stronger and stronger, gradually becoming uncontrollable.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked.

Catherine shook her head. After a long while, the Fiery Flame devoured the struggling Fiend of Doubt, leaving not a trace of ashes. The shadow of doubt that had lingered in the sky above the Azure Dragon Temple melted away like snow under the blazing sun.

"The Fiendfire devoured this..." Catherine extended her index finger, twirling it around as she gestured. "This strange thing seems... to have some of its properties added to my Fiendfire..."

"Summon a wisp, let me see," Louis suggested, stroking his chin.

Catherine snapped her fingers, and a wisp of azure flame appeared at her fingertip. Louis quickly cast an Eye of Recognition.

* Wrathful Flame (Fragmented, Level 21): A flame composed of the characteristics of the Seven Deadly Sins, which burns everything in the world.

"Oh no." Louis deliberately frowned and looked at Catherine with a hesitant expression.

Catherine knew her little man all too well. She pinched the flame out with two fingers, then reached out and pinched Louis's cheek: "Trying to fool me again, huh? You think I'd fall for your tricks?"

"Hehe... your Fiendfire has evolved, it should be called Fiendfire now." Louis said with a smile. In English, the two flames are pronounced differently, so Catherine could understand.

Catherine wanted to ask what it meant, but by then the people from Qinglong Temple had already surrounded her.

"Thank you, brave warriors from afar..." Yulong's majestic yet gentle voice rang out, "You rescued the Temple of Azure Dragon from peril, and on behalf of Pandaria, I express my heartfelt gratitude to you."

"You're too kind, Lady Yulong." Louis returned Yulong's greeting with Pandaria etiquette, which made Old Chen and Zhu Talan's eyes light up.

This young man has potential.

Yu Long gently shook her head, offering two jade-colored objects to Louis. She said softly, "These are my blessings. When you need them, you can fuse them into any item to enhance it."

"I understand." Louis nodded, wondering where to find Wrathion. Normally, this essence should be fused into the cloak to create a legendary cloak exclusive to magic users—Heartfire, the Breath of Jade Dragon…

Seemingly sensing Louis's doubts, Yulong's dragon face revealed a human-like smile: "May wisdom guide your path, my child."

Louis scratched his head, thinking that Yu Long truly lived up to her reputation as a goddess of the Seris lineage; she always spoke in a roundabout and cryptic manner. Of course, he knew that even if he continued to ask, Yu Long would not answer; instead, she would give him a "heavenly secret cannot be revealed" response.

So he wisely kept quiet and instead clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Yulong.

It wasn't too out of place, after all, Louis looked like his mother, at most the long robe and the way he clasped his hands in front of his face looked a little odd.

After chatting with Yu Long for a while, Louis prepared to say goodbye. After all, there was such a big age gap between them, and he felt there was a generation gap between them. Yu Long, on the other hand, liked Louis very much and even promised him that she would bring Hogwarts under the protection of the Azure Dragon along the way.

In other words, if anything happens at Hogwarts in the future, Qinglong Yulong can come out of seclusion to help at any time.

Louis was quite pleased with this.

After saying goodbye to Yulong, Louis and his group, led by Liu Yanxin, arrived at a room on the outskirts of Qinglong Temple.

It should be considered a guest room, anyway, it was used for temporary interrogations.

Zhu Talan carried the unfortunate black wizard, whose tendons and bones had been dislocated, and tossed him onto the bedside like a sack.

"How do we get him to talk?" Old Chen plopped down in a chair, exhausted from the battle. He took off his straw hat and set it aside, sighed, and turned to Zhu Talan: "I remember your Shadow Sect is quite good at interrogation. Even the Mantis couldn't withstand you?"

"Ah..." A hint of embarrassment appeared on Zhu Talan's bear-like face. "I'm afraid of killing him. This wizard's physique is a bit fragile, and he might not be suitable for the methods of the Shadow Sect..."

"Let me do it." Louis pulled a bottle of clear liquid from his pocket and waved it in front of Zhu Talan: "This is a truth serum produced by a certain Professor Snape at Hogwarts who wishes to remain anonymous. Just a tiny drop is enough to make anyone, no matter how tough they are, unable to withstand it—even Thor, the king of kings and god-slayers, couldn't resist it..."

"Excuse my bluntness, but Thor's drug resistance should be quite strong..." Old Chen stretched out his bear paw.

"Then just pour him a whole bucket!" Louis said viciously.

"Ah, this..." Old Chen slumped down. He glanced at Louis and thought to himself that this human cub was a bit... well... hard to describe.

If you say he's utterly immoral, then his immorality is directed at villains; if you say he's good, then his methods are quite sophisticated...

Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. I'll just leave the problems to the professionals. Old Chen thought to himself, and then he fell asleep.

Zhu Talan seemed quite interested in the truth serum. He craned his thick neck to examine the small bottle for a while, then suddenly asked, "Your truth serum... um, are you selling it?"

"Sell, of course I'll sell," Louis said without hesitation, but immediately changed the subject: "There's a problem though... how do you plan to buy it? The currencies of our two worlds might not be very compatible, so how about... exchanging herbs?"

"Of course! Snowdrops, mint leaves, even golden lotus—the Shadow Phantoms have as many as you need!" Zhu Talan patted his chest with his bear paw, making a grand promise.

"Let's test the effects first." Louis chuckled, took a small drop of the medicine with a pipette, and glanced at Tao Shi.

Tao Shi, as expected of the Shadow Stalker's top scout, immediately understood Louise's meaning with her years of experience in capturing tongues. She pried open the dark wizard's mouth with her hand, and Louise took a pipette and dripped the truth serum into the dark wizard's mouth.

"Alright, let's untie the dislocated bones," Louis said, looking up at Zhu Talan.

Zhu Talan waved his hand, and the purple cursor disappeared instantly. The black wizard also went limp in an instant. It seemed that Zhu Talan's Thunderous Strike had caused some damage. The black wizard was now extremely weak.

After he calmed down a bit, Louis asked coldly, "Tell me, what's your name?"

After a moment's hesitation, the dark wizard finally succumbed to the powerful effects of the truth serum and said, "Labastan Lestrange."

"Ah, Voldemort's most loyal lackey." Louis scoffed disdainfully. This fellow was quite infamous—back then, he, along with his brother Rodolphus Lestrange, sister-in-law Bellatrix Lestrange, and Barty Crouch Jr., tortured Neville's parents with the Cruciatus Curse.

They're really not good people.

Rabastan tried to spit, but Louis slapped him with a powerful blow using the Mage's Hand.

"Trying to play the loyal fool with me?" Louis sneered. "I advise you to be honest, or I'll let you experience the Shadow Sect's Eighteen Tortures after you finish speaking."

Tao Shi raised her hand, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself. She really wanted to retort, "Actually, we Shadows don't have the Eighteen Tortures, don't talk nonsense," but considering that she was intimidating a prisoner, she stopped herself from arguing.

Thanks to the blessing of the Azure Dragon Jade, everyone at the Azure Dragon Temple could understand English, so Tao Shi and Zhu Talan could understand what Louis and Labastan were saying.

As for Old Chen... well, Old Chen was leaning back in his chair, blowing snot bubbles from his nose, sleeping soundly.

Despite his weight, he doesn't snore when he sleeps, which is a pretty good habit.

"Tell me, where is Voldemort?" Louis asked in a cold voice after Labastan had quieted down.

He had no liking for this Death Eater who had tormented Neville's parents.

"On this new continent." Rabastan offered little resistance before surrendering completely, his face contorted with resentment that seemed to consume him.

"Wow, he's quick on his feet." Louis said calmly, but his heart skipped a beat, and he cursed Chromie for being unreliable.

They were supposed to monitor Voldemort's every move, but where are they now? Not only has Voldemort escaped, but they didn't even send a warning message; we had to gather the information ourselves.

He vowed to himself that he would definitely have to put him under pressure later.

"Hmph, you can't underestimate the power of your master. You're just a child. What makes you think you can fight against your master?" Labastan laughed wildly.

"But your all-powerful master was actually killed by a baby." Louis shrugged and said something that drove Labastan crazy: "Honestly, if it were me, I wouldn't have the face to live in this world. God... and what's with this Dark Lord? Heh heh... it's hilarious. Does he even deserve to be called that? Not only do I have to be wary of a baby, but he also killed it. If I were him, I would have plunged into a cesspool and choked to death."

Rabastan was consumed by impotent rage, screaming and yelling. He couldn't refute what Louis had said; the undeniable facts were right in front of him—Voldemort had indeed been killed by the baby.

Thank goodness Harry isn't the reincarnation of the XB Knight, otherwise he would have yelled "Stop fighting and go home!" An adult hitting a baby and getting killed in return, do you even know how to play?!

Sitting to the side, Zhu Talan looked on with curiosity. He glanced at Louis, then at Rabastan, clearly wanting to ask how the baby managed to kill an adult.

"I'll tell you in detail in a bit," Louis said to Zhu Talan understandingly. Louis had never felt guilty about digging up Voldemort's dirt and was always happy to do so.

He turned to look at Labaster and continued, "Why did Voldemort come to this continent? Wasn't he preparing for his resurrection ritual?"

"Haha... your plan was discovered long ago." Labastan laughed smugly, and under the influence of the truth serum, he began to boast: "You know, Master made an agreement with Barty long ago that he would send a special signal every three days. If he didn't send it, it meant he had been discovered, but he was still walking around Hogwarts. Master concluded that he must have been hit by the Imperius Curse, hahaha... how ironic! Dumbledore, who always prides himself on justice, actually used such an unforgivable curse like the Imperius Curse on someone else. It's truly... lamentable..."

Louis clicked his tongue. This was to be expected. After all, Voldemort was so cunning, especially in his current weakened state, he would definitely be twice as careful as usual.

"So what if we used it? It was used against inhuman beasts like you anyway, not against humans." Louis chuckled and continued, "How did he discover this continent?"

"My master says he often feels a whisper calling to him from within, and he believes that is his destiny," Labastan said ominously. "He says that there is an ancient being on this continent, awaiting his help. He needs him, and he needs him, so he came..."

"Oh, so it turns out they're birds of a feather flock together," Louis chuckled. "You made it sound so sophisticated, but in the end, it's just two lousy chess players playing chess."

Louis was right. As the most powerful Old God, Y'Shaarj was uprooted from Azeroth by the Titans, and now only seven Sha, formed from his last breath, are causing trouble... Voldemort, on the other hand, is also in a state of being dead but not completely dead. These two are truly heading in opposite directions.

(End of this chapter)