I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 30 Senior's Waist

Eating at night is so sinful, and watching the two little devils devour their food, Louis was somewhat pleased, even eating two extra oranges. ◆Search on kuma520.kuma◆

Louis also glanced at their panels.

Tom

Level 1 cat

Combat abilities and skill trees are yet to be unlocked.

Jerry

Level 1 Rat

Combat abilities and skill trees are yet to be unlocked.

Good heavens, Louis exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

System, do you eat fried dough sticks? What the heck is "Combat ability yet to be unlocked"?

However, Louis didn't really care about Tom and Jerry's fighting abilities; he was already happy as long as they could add some fun to his daily life.

People can't always be on edge; they need to relax sometimes.

Perhaps it was because he was infected by the two clowns, but Louis, who had just relaxed, suddenly realized that he seemed to have put his arm around his senior's slender waist.

But the senior seemed to have forgotten about it, and Louis breathed a sigh of relief; at least she wasn't angry.

Catherine, of course, hadn't forgotten. She sat there absentmindedly watching Jerry devour his food, her mind already racing.

Louis assumed that his senior's flushed face was due to the heat and didn't pay much attention to it.

……

In Slytherin, it's no secret that every night, the Volley ladies and Slytherin's new leader, Louise, go out "hanging out" until dawn. Today, the two of them actually returned to the common room around 9 PM, which truly surprised the students.

Draco, in particular, had hardly seen Louis in the first half of the night this week.

The dormitory was big enough, so Louis built a simple little nest for Tom and made a small bed for Jerry using an empty sardine can he got from the house-elves. Just as he was about to lie down and rest for a while, he turned his head and saw Draco's hesitant expression.

"What's wrong, Draco?"

Draco pursed his lips, made up his mind, picked up a letter from the desk beside him, and handed it to Louis: "Louis, this is a letter from my father to you."

Louis nodded to indicate that he understood, took the letter, and opened it.

Contrary to expectations of a haughty tone, the letter was quite humble. It essentially expressed gratitude, along with Draco's mother, for his education and care of Draco, acknowledging their own neglect in disciplining him. The letter ended with an invitation to visit Malfoy Manor sometime.

"It seems... your parents don't object to you being friends with me?" Louis put the letter away and carefully placed it in the small safe in the drawer, where he had prepared to keep his letters.

Unfortunately, his satellite phone doesn't work at Hogwarts; apparently, Muggle electronic devices are not allowed at the school.

After delivering the letter, Emery stayed at her home there. Her grandfather and sister Diana probably hadn't returned home yet, otherwise they would definitely have replied to the letter.

There's also the possibility that these two people don't miss him at all; otherwise, they would have gone home to check on him immediately after the satellite phone stopped working.

In the end, it was all a misplaced trust.

Draco nodded and said, "I wrote to Dad about what you said to me this morning, and he thinks I should learn more from you."

"Hmm." Louis chuckled. "Your father's intentions were indeed good, but remember, Draco, you don't need to be like me. You should just be yourself."

At this point, Louis patted Draco on the shoulder and said earnestly, "In Slytherin, you are the person I value most, you know? I've always believed that you can become an outstanding talent."

"I..." Draco's eyes reddened upon hearing this, deeply moved. In all his life, no one, except his mother, had ever said such things to him, not even his father. Finally, his overwhelming emotions culminated in a heavy "Mmm."

"Alright, let's get some rest, it's getting late."

"Okay, goodnight."

……

Saturday at Hogwarts was very relaxed and enjoyable. The students who had finished eating in the Great Hall were chatting or playing in small groups. Harry and Ron were sitting in a corner playing wizard chess.

Tom was a heavy sleeper and couldn't be woken up no matter how much they called him in the morning. Louis had no choice but to ask Draco to get him some milk to wake him up.

As for those "cat lovers" online who supposedly produce a pile of relics after cremation, and who insist that every cat should drink milk, Louis can only chuckle. None of the four tabby cats he had in his past life could resist milk…

It's true that cats can be lactose intolerant, but not all cats have this problem. Interestingly, some people are also lactose intolerant, so why don't we see people stopping children from drinking milk on the street and saying it will kill them?

It's nothing more than venting excess compassion online.

Getting back to the point, Louis, with Jerry on his shoulder, walked over and sat down next to Harry, watching them play wizard chess with great interest. In fact, the wizard chess game he saw with his own eyes was much more dynamic than it had appeared in the movies in his previous life. But that was all it was—"dynamic"—there were no special effects, of course.

Louis was still thinking about how great it would be if he could bring over all those old card games; to be honest, he was starting to really want to play Hearthstone.

But given the current level of computer development, Louis doubts whether they can run Happy Landlords smoothly.

"Good morning, Louis." Ron looked up and then looked down again, continuing to immerse himself in the world of Wizard's Chess.

"Good morning, Louis..." Harry looked up to greet him and saw Jerry on Louis's shoulder. "Huh? Why does he look so familiar?" he asked, pointing at Jerry.

"Oh...this is Jerry, Jerry, say hello to Harry."

Upon hearing this, Jerry bowed very politely to Harry on Louis's shoulder.

"Ah! I remember now!" Hermione's voice rang out at just the right moment: "It...it's Jerry! Jerry from that cartoon!"

As a Muggle, how could Hermione not know this well-known cartoon character? She had loved watching this cartoon since she was a child, and even asked her father to buy her the videotapes so she could watch them several times whenever she had free time.

"It's him, not it," Louis corrected. "Our Jerry is a gentleman."

"Oh, sorry." The little girl with the tousled hair tossed her hair and sat down next to Louis, giving him a motherly smile. "He's so cute, isn't he?"

Louis handed Jerry a piece of cheese, watched as Jerry turned into a triangle again, and chuckled and nodded.

"But... how can characters from cartoons appear in real life?" Hermione frowned and asked the crucial question. "I don't understand, oh my god..."

The little girl's cognitive abilities have clearly collapsed.

"If even magic appears in your life, what else is impossible?" Louise flicked her finger, and cheese flew out of Jerry's mouth, tracing a beautiful parabola in the air before hitting Hermione on the head with a "plop."

(End of this chapter)

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