I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

"Why are you only arriving now?" Louis tilted his head and looked at Catherine.

Catherine snorted coldly, looking at Solanlian with an arrogant air: "I thought you wouldn't come to see me. Look at other people's families, they came back during the first project. And look at you?"

"Mom's just so busy with work," Solanlian said plaintively. "She's busy with all sorts of work things every day, plus all the trouble Mr. Deer has caused. If you're going to blame someone, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

Goodness, Louis exclaimed.

How could they so easily shift the blame onto themselves?

"Could you please stop so skillfully shifting the blame onto others, madam?" Louis said, somewhat exasperated.

To everyone's surprise, Solanlian adopted a nonchalant expression and asked in return, "Did I say something wrong?"

Louis paused, well, Solarian, that Hufflepuff badger, might really be able to restrain herself.

"I hope you won't blame your own problems on others, Mom," Catherine said, clenching her fist in anger. "My fawn is innocent, unlike you, you're the heartless honey badger..."

"It's not proper for a lady to say that about the mother who raised you with such care, my little moon." Solanlian covered her chest with her right hand, making an expression of extreme sorrow.

"I never intended to be a lady." Catherine wrinkled her nose; being a lady was not something she wanted to do.

She prefers the image of a queen to that of a lady.

Of course, it's somewhat like the late emperor's unfinished career, as she was only halfway through her cultivation when she was ensnared by that little bastard Louis.

Louis quickly stopped Solanlian from speaking, pulling her with his left hand and grabbing Catherine with his right: "Let's talk outside. You two, you only see each other once a year, and you start arguing as soon as you meet. I don't like that."

"There are plenty of things you don't like." Solanlian rolled her eyes at him, but despite saying that, she still obediently let Louis lead Catherine out of the room with her.

Since the two families knew each other, Aunt Molly invited Solanlian to walk around the campus together. Solanlian didn't refuse; she also wanted to find traces of her youth in this long-missed campus.

They spent the entire morning strolling around the campus, and this relaxed and pleasant time even soothed Harry's tense mood. They visited Beauxbatons' carriage and Durmstrang's ship together. Aunt Molly was particularly interested in the Whomping Willow, which she had planted after leaving school. She kept mentioning the gamekeeper from before Hagrid, whose name seemed to be Ogg.

Aug and Hagrid have similar names, both containing the character "Ge".

Aunt Molly didn't dislike Harry because of his breakup with Ginny. In fact, she liked Harry not because she wanted him to be her son-in-law, but because she was a warm-hearted person at heart. Besides, the younger generation had their own ideas about things. It is said that Ginny was the one who initiated the breakup, and Aunt Molly actually felt a little indebted to Harry.

"How is Percy?" Harry asked as they toured the Herbology greenhouse.

"Not good." Bill sighed. He could only watch helplessly as his restless younger brother struggled to stay still, unable to share the burden with him.

Aunt Molly had barely opened her mouth when the twins' mischievous voices came from either side: "You mean Mr. Wetherby? Oh, he's actually been doing quite well lately."

As she spoke, the twins appeared in front of Aunt Molly, and each of them received a flick on the forehead from Molly.

"That's your brother, George, Fred!" Aunt Molly scolded, somewhat angrily.

To everyone's surprise, the twins didn't back down; instead, they argued, "Mom, you've got it wrong! I'm George, and he's Fred. Good heavens, you still can't tell us apart! It's so sad..."

As they spoke, the two of them lowered their heads in unison, as if they were truly heartbroken.

"You two, stop playing tricks on me!" Aunt Molly roared like a lioness. "Stop with these tricks! The one with the missing bald patch, you're Fred! And the other one! You're George! You can't fool me!"

"Oh my god, this trick didn't work on her..." the twins exclaimed in surprise. This was the first time they had run into trouble with their mother; they had always been able to get away with anything with her before...

Aunt Molly, hands on her hips, scolded the twins, "Stop trying to be clever! I've been fooled by your tricks for over a decade. If I could still fall for it now, then you two should be my mother!"

"If you..." George tried to say something cheeky, but before he could finish, Bill stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth.

Fred didn't escape either; it seemed that their older brother Bill had a natural bloodline suppression over the two of them.

"Sometimes, I regret only having one daughter, Catherine," Solarian said wistfully, looking at the mischievous twins. "If we had two more children like Fred and George, perhaps the house would be much more lively?"

"I'm just afraid you'll have two more kids like Catherine, then you'll be angry," Louis said quickly, and then he saw Catherine's face turn dark.

"Oh? Have two more like me?" Catherine's voice seemed to carry the frost of the coldest winter, and Louis felt as if he were Paulus, the German general from Grenoble.

It's so cold!

"Little Deer is absolutely right." Solanlian, completely disregarding her daughter's feelings, nodded vigorously and said, "Just thinking about two other Little Moons who don't like their mother makes me feel terrible..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking, Lian." Louis quickly stopped Solan Lian, afraid that Catherine would freeze them both into giant blocks of ice.

Lunchtime arrived in the blink of an eye, and the group returned to the castle together for lunch.

As Ron reached the auditorium, he looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "Mom! Bill! What are you doing here?"

"Come watch Harry's final match!" Mrs. Morley said excitedly. She was proud that Harry had made it to the finals. "I must say, it's a good break; at least I don't have to cook today. I heard you had your exams today? How did they go?"

"Oh...it's alright," Ron mumbled. "I couldn't remember all the names of those rebellious goblins, so I just made up a few. But I guess it's okay." Ron ate a meat and vegetable pancake as he spoke. "I just hope I guessed right. Merlin, bless me..."

Aunt Molly, upon hearing Ron's words, put on a stern face: "They all call themselves names like Longbeard and Sloppy Lala. It's not hard to come up with names like that."

At this moment, Ginny also sat down, and the family sat together at the dining table, as if they had returned to the Burrow, except for Charlie, Percy, and Uncle Arthur.

"How did you do on your exam, Louis?" Ron asked Louis, raising an eyebrow.

Louis chuckled: "Have you forgotten? I don't need to take any exams right now."

Ron immediately became very frustrated, and he sighed, "It's true... you don't have exams, Harry doesn't have exams, I feel like I'm isolated from the whole world..."

"You can't let Hermione hear you say that," Harry said immediately. "If Hermione finds out, you're in big trouble... Just think how many extra lessons she'll make you take!"

Aunt Molly was quite pleased. She looked at Ron and then at Harry, and said with great satisfaction, "Since Harry speaks so highly of Hermione, this girl must have done a lot for our Ron. Good heavens, I don't know how to thank her enough."

"Didn't you know? Hermione's Ron's girlfriend," George and Fred chimed in.

Now it was Mrs. Weasley's turn to be shocked. She only knew that Ron and Hermione had a good relationship, but she didn't know the actual nature of their relationship. She looked Ron up and down, as if she were getting to know her good son again.

Goodness, they've really gotten old, they're even starting to steal cabbages now?

Harry sat there grinning like an idiot, so happy that he even forgot about the game that evening. Hermione arrived halfway through lunch, and before Harry and Ron could say anything, Aunt Molly stood up and warmly invited Hermione to sit down.

Hermione was a little stunned, wondering why Aunt Molly was being so enthusiastic.

"Thanks to you, our Ron is so dedicated to his studies." Aunt Molly looked at Hermione with approval, the gaze of a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law, growing more and more satisfied with her. "Auntie wants to thank you. We're entrusting our Ron to you now."

"It's what I should do..." Hermione said somewhat awkwardly.

Footsteps sounded behind them. Looking up, they saw Amos Diggory, Cedric's father, passing by with Cedric.

As he walked over to Harry, he frowned and looked at him: "It's you... oh, the only champion of Hogwarts. Looks like you're really confident in yourself?"

Cedric, extremely embarrassed, pushed his father aside, his face flushed, and turned to Harry, saying, "I'm sorry, Harry, don't mind him. He read Rita Skeeter's very misleading report, and it's my fault for not explaining it to him clearly..."

"I don't think you should talk to him," Solarian said slowly, her words highly aggressive. "As an adult, you should be able to distinguish right from wrong. Even if Harry has some problems, it's still a bit unreasonable for an adult to bully a child."

Amos's face was extremely grim, but Solanlian showed no sign of letting him off the hook: "Besides, everyone knows that Rita Skeeter from the Daily Prophet is unreliable. How can you believe what she says..."

At this point, Solanlian stopped talking and instead showed a regretful expression, seemingly genuinely lamenting Amos's lack of intelligence.

When the wife gets sarcastic and unpredictable, it's really...

"Rita Skeeter is a troublemaker! Amos!" Aunt Molly said angrily, "You work in the department, I thought you knew!"

Amos took a deep breath, not daring to contradict Solarian, after all, she was an untouchable figure in the Ministry of Magic. He was even more embarrassed to contradict Aunt Molly, since Molly was such a kind-hearted person…

But he didn't want to lose face, so he could only snort, turn around, and leave with an apologetic Cedric.

After dinner, everyone strolled around the Hogwarts campus, while away the entire afternoon, before returning to the Great Hall for dinner. Ludo Bagman and Mr. Zlatan Lovegood sat down at the faculty table. Bagman seemed quite pleased, but Mr. Zlatan Lovegood, sitting next to Mrs. Maxim, kept a straight face and remained silent.

Mrs. Maxim was engrossed in her meal, and Louis thought, perhaps it was just his imagination, that her eyes looked a little red. Hagrid, sitting at the other end of the table, kept glancing in her direction.

Dinner was more lavish than usual. After taking a couple of bites, Louis heard Ron, sitting in the Gryffindor seat behind him, say, "With such a sumptuous dinner, doesn't it feel like a final meal? Uh, I mean..."

As soon as he said that, Harry's fork clattered onto the table.

Good grief, you really are my good brother. I went through all that trouble to calm myself down, and you pulled this stunt on me...

Wouldn't that have been a waste of stress relief?

Ron realized he had said the wrong thing; Aunt Molly had just slapped him on the back of the head, almost shoving his head into the pasta in front of him.

As the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to a dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up at the faculty desk, and everyone fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I will be inviting you to the Quidditch pitch for the final game of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, warriors, please follow Mr. Bagman to the pitch," Dumbledore announced loudly.

The warriors stood up, and the students in the auditorium applauded for them, some shouting the names of their supporters and offering their sincerest blessings. The warriors, moved, responded by extending their arms in gratitude for everyone's support.

"Look at those two French girls," Louis said, nudging Sollian with his arm.

Solanlian looked up in the direction Louis was pointing, then turned back to look at Louis with a puzzled expression, wondering what he meant by having her look at the French.

Louis said in a deep, low voice, "Look at their posture, doesn't it look like they're surrendering?"

Solanlian paused for a moment, then chuckled. Realizing it was inappropriate, she covered her mouth and slapped Louis's shoulder.

As family members of the warriors, Solarian and Louise also stood up after they left their seats and followed them. Ahead of them walked Harry and Ron side-by-side, chatting and laughing. Louise was about to greet them when he heard Mr. Bagman call out, "Excuse me, please," and then his somewhat overweight body squeezed past.

"How are you feeling, Harry?" Mr. Bagman asked with concern as they descended the stone steps. "Are you confident?"