I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 330 Dalaran

Actually, this isn't really Chromie's fault, since Chromie's timeline is different from ours.

But Louise was clearly overthinking it—Cromie didn't fail to arrive on time because of a mismatch in schedules; rather, she never intended to come along in the first place.

Chromie returned to the Caverns of Time looking relaxed, and even had the mood to joke with Anachronos.

"Aren't you afraid Louis will punish you?" Anachronos's dragon face was full of melancholy. He knew that the otherworldly human boy named Louis was most likely the man chosen by the Creator.

"Don't worry, I told you time wasn't flowing correctly, the Bronze Dragons lost control of time," Chromie said nonchalantly, crossing his legs and stretching out his hands. "I'm sure Louis will understand me; he's a good, obedient boy..."

"Really?" Anachronos didn't believe Chromie's words. How could the two dragons, who had known each other for tens of thousands of years, not know how unreliable she was?

"Don't worry, nothing will happen," Chromie patted his chest, his tone very confident.

Seeing Chromie say this, Anachronos didn't say anything more and just let him be. Anyway, when the truth came out, he wouldn't be the one to suffer.

……

At the hotel, Louis waited for more than two hours, but he couldn't stand it any longer.

I only ate a sandwich for lunch, and it's almost seven o'clock now, and I still haven't seen Chromie.

"We can't count on Chromie, Little Moon." Louis sighed and looked at Catherine. "How about we go out and get something to eat? Staying here all the time isn't a solution."

"Okay, whatever you say." Catherine certainly wouldn't object to Louis's suggestion; in fact, she was a little hungry too.

Because the two were both wearing school robes, they attracted the attention of passersby when they came out of the house. The humans of Azeroth, especially the wizards of Dalaran, mainly wore robes, while the commoners dressed much like ordinary people in the Middle Ages. So how could they not be drawn to the sight of Louis and his companion in their attire?

The two walked to the front desk. The hotel owner had no idea that they had been upstairs for a while, but he was somewhat surprised to see them come out.

"Hello, I'm Amys Esogare, the owner of the Magic Inn." The female owner greeted them, wearing a flowing robe with large expanses of bronze skin exposed, which Louis didn't dare to look at for long.

"Hello, boss." Louis nodded politely. "I need a room; I'll be staying for about two weeks."

Ms. Esogare did not answer Louis, but asked with some suspicion, "You two don't look like locals of Dalaran. Why are you coming out of our inn?"

"Well, it's like this," Louis said, scratching his head somewhat awkwardly, "Our teleportation skills aren't very good, and there was a problem with our location, which is why we ended up in your hotel. We're really sorry for the trouble."

"Oh..." Lady Esogare discreetly put away a small crystal, her smile returning. The boy and girl before her didn't seem very old, and there were no unusual magical fluctuations; they should be fine. Thinking this, she smiled and said, "There are still plenty of rooms available. The first room on the right upstairs can be provided for you two..."

As she spoke, she added in a low voice, "It's a double room..."

He even winked at Louis, leaving Louis somewhat amused and exasperated.

"You guessed right, we are indeed boyfriend and girlfriend," Louis said, half-laughing and half-crying. He never expected that the landlady of Dalaran would have a hobby of matchmaking. "It's settled then. Please give me the key... Also, we need to have some dinner."

"The room rate is fifteen gold coins for half a month," said the proprietress, Ms. Essoguere. "Also, here's the menu. Please take a look and see if there's anything that interests you."

Louis took the menu and handed it to Catherine.

"Take a look... is there anything you'd like to eat?" he asked with a smile.

Catherine glanced at the menu and noticed that it was written in Common... Fortunately, she and Louis had previously studied the languages ​​of Azeroth systematically with Chromie, and they were already proficient in both Salas and Common, so it didn't stop them from looking at the menu.

"I'd like a grilled salmon and a garlic butter bread, please." Catherine didn't order too much food.

Louis looked at the menu for a while, then pointed and said, "Hmm... I'd like a juicy bear burger, four bear skewers, and a nightfin fish soup."

"Grilled salmon: seventy-eight silver coins; garlic butter bread: one silver coin; juicy bear meat burger: one gold coin; four bear meat skewers: two gold coins; night bream soup: one gold coin." The proprietress quickly calculated on the paper, and after a while, she looked up and gave the answer: "A total of nineteen gold coins and seventy-nine copper coins."

He pulled a handful of Galleons from his pocket and handed them to the proprietress.

"Consider the rest as a tip." Louis didn't know if Dalaran had a tipping custom, but he'd gotten used to it and wouldn't be able to change it anytime soon.

The proprietress took the Galleon, examined it carefully, then looked at Louis suspiciously before aligning the coin with the flickering candle beside her. After a moment, she realized the Galleon was pure gold and there was nothing wrong with it—even its weight was about the same as current gold coins, so she didn't say anything, accepted the coin, and smiled as she asked the two of them to sit down.

Soon, the food was served. The bear burger was huge; Louis estimated it would be about 70% filling... about the size of two McDonald's burgers... But then again, considering the price, one gold coin is no small sum; in Azeroth, it's enough for a farmer to eat for half a year.

In those days, two copper coins could buy a bag of flour, so you can imagine how luxurious this meal was—which is one of the reasons why the proprietress's smile was so genuine.

Aside from the little princess of Kul Tiras and the high elf scoundrel who was always around her, few people would order food this extravagantly at a magic inn.

The two sat in a corner, quietly eating their meal. To be fair, Azeroth's culinary skills were indeed far superior to those of the British—by "far superior," I mean by a difference equivalent to that of France.

Halfway through the meal, two people walked in from outside.

Louis recognized the two men almost instantly.

The long-eared man in front wore an extremely extravagant gold and red robe, with three green mana orbs flying behind his head, looking very smug—these three mana orbs proved that this guy was definitely the high elf prince, Kael'thas Sunstrider.

The woman behind him... she looked very young, around fourteen or fifteen years old. She had long, golden hair that rivaled Catherine's, but she was dressed rather casually in a classic blue cloak with a bunch of inexplicable elements on her body, and her slender waist was exposed.

Needless to say, Louis recognized her as Jaina Proudmoore, Archmage Antonidas's prized disciple and a princess of Kul Tiras.

It has to be admitted that Jaina before she turned evil... no, Jaina who was still a teenager was indeed very beautiful, especially with her great figure. It's not surprising that she could attract Kael'thas, Arthas, and Kalecgos, all of whom are known as "S" in the same family, to such an extent. After all, Jaina's looks are undeniable.

She now seemed a little impatient, as if she was somewhat annoyed by Kael'thas's entanglement behind her.

Louis merely glanced at them and said nothing more. He glanced at them again because they were both household names in Azeroth, but in reality, these two didn't need to have any interaction with them. After all, one of them was a prince whose kingdom would fall in the future, and the other... the other was Azeroth's most filial daughter.

Speaking of which, she and Arthas are truly a perfect match; one is the number one filial son, and the other is the number one filial daughter... Hmm, it seems she and Lu Bu might have something in common to discuss how to destroy their fathers...

"What's wrong?" Catherine noticed Louis's movements and asked in a low voice, "Do those two have anything to do with our target?"

"Not much," Louis clicked his tongue. "To be honest, they're not very familiar with Clayostraz either. If I remember correctly, it's Ronin who's familiar with Clayostraz."

"That is, our companions on this trip to Grim Batol," Louis continued, meeting Catherine's probing gaze. "Speaking of Rhonin... haha, he's quite a scourge of Dalaran. A while ago, during a mission, he recklessly used a spell that directly led to the deaths of several of his companions. Now he's having a tough time."

At that moment, Jaina and Kael'thas sat down at the next table. Kael'thas's long ears were very sensitive, and he heard his teasing remarks about Rhonin.

Seeing Kael'thas's ears twitch, Jaina asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, teacher?"

Yes, Jaina calls Kael'thas "teacher"—after all, Kael'thas is now a respected member of the Kirin Tor Council, considered an equal to Antonidas, so calling him "teacher" isn't a problem.

Jaina certainly understood Kael'thas's meaning; calling someone "teacher" also carried a sense of distance.

Kael'thas whispered what he had just heard to Jaina. Jaina's expression darkened, and she turned to Louis, questioning, "How could you slander Senior Brother Ronin like that!"

"How did I slander you?" Louis was completely baffled. He had simply recounted the events as they happened, without embellishing anything. Looking at the sulking Jaina... I mean, he said, puzzled, "I was just stating the facts..."

Jaina hadn't heard about the recent events; she had just returned from Kul Tiras. She was about to speak when Kael'thas stopped her.

“Jaina, what he said is indeed true.” Kael'thas sighed. “Rhonin has indeed gotten himself into big trouble, and more than once… I heard that Archmage Krasus is going to send him on a mission. I really don’t know what he’s thinking. I also don’t understand why not a single person in the Kirin Tor Council objects to this. Aren’t they afraid that Rhonin will mess up such a big thing?”

"What is it?" Jaina's curiosity was piqued by Kael'thas's words, and she even ignored the bad things her senior brother Rhonin had said.

Gossip is an innate human trait, and even a little princess like Jaina is not immune to it.

Kael'thas glanced at Louis and Catherine, thinking for a moment that there was no harm in speaking up; after all, Louis's demeanor didn't seem like that of a villain at all. Coupled with his beloved's eagerness, he said, "Archmage Krasus suggested that Rhonin go to Grim Batol on a top-secret mission, supposedly related to the corrupted black dragon king, Deathwing..."

"Good heavens, how could the Kirin Tor Council agree to such a dangerous mission!" Jaina exclaimed anxiously. Rhonin was her dearest senior brother, who had helped her immensely when she first arrived in Dalaran...

Louis chuckled and said, "I've heard that the Kirin Tor Council's view is that 'the best-case scenario is that Deathwing swallows Rhonin and chokes to death, thus eliminating two menaces at once'..."

Kael'thas's eyes widened for a moment, then he turned his handsome face away, his shoulders twitching as if he were snickering. Jaina let out an exaggerated "ha!" before realizing it was inappropriate, since the subject of the joke was her senior brother. Unable to contain herself, she covered her face with both hands, struggling to suppress her laughter.

Catherine subtly stepped on Louis's foot, and when Louis looked at her, he received a charmingly disdainful glare.

As expected of a prince, Kael'thas quickly composed himself. He looked at Louis and then noticed the clothes Louis and Catherine were wearing, which were completely different from the style of Azeroth.

As a high elf, and especially a high elf prince, Kael'thas had an extraordinary pursuit of vanity. This robe and uniform initially looked quite strange, but after a second glance, it felt... well, it suited the aesthetics of high elves.

"Hello, I am Kael'thas Sunstrider." Kael'thas did not have the arrogance of the high elves, but instead extended his hand to Louis in a very polite manner.

It must be said that Caesar made a very good first impression on Louis.

“Louis Mountbatten,” Louis replied with a smile, “this is my girlfriend, Catherine Worley.”

After saying that, he looked at Gianna and asked knowingly, "And this beautiful lady? Is she your girlfriend?"

Since Kael'thas made a good first impression, Louis didn't mind providing an assist. Honestly, Jaina might actually be better off with Kael'thas; perhaps that way they could save two countries…

(End of this chapter)