I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 53 The ocean embraces all rivers; what does it hold? (Seeking investment to continue reading)

"Your words are easy to misunderstand." Catherine snapped out of her daze, maintaining a cold expression as she retorted.

Louis shrugged and said nonchalantly, "You can interpret it however you want."

"Even if I'm not a zoologist, I know that autumn isn't the mating season for fawns." Catherine narrowed her eyes and snorted, "Hmph...are you out of season?"

"The road to the summit is always lonely; the higher you climb, the fewer people you'll find around you." Louis shifted into a more comfortable position, leaning back on the sofa, elbows on the armrest, and looked at Catherine. "I don't want to reach the top and find myself with no friends by my side, so..."

Because of the cool autumn weather, Catherine was wearing over-the-knee cotton socks today. When she sat down, a section of her thighs was exposed between her skirt and the socks, and her skin appeared even whiter against the backdrop of the black over-the-knee socks.

"Friends?" Catherine's voice rose eight octaves, and the chaotic thoughts in her mind miraculously vanished, replaced by an inexplicable anger that she herself did not understand.

"Yeah, aren't we friends now?" Louis didn't know what he had said that made Catherine angry.

Catherine abruptly stood up, stomped on Louis's foot, and stormed out of the lounge, leaving Louis sitting there completely bewildered.

"Women are such a hassle..." he muttered to himself.

He wondered if he had said anything wrong.

On the way to the House of Requirement that evening, Catherine didn't say a word. She was the same when practicing magic. She didn't speak, but the speed at which she fired spells was almost as fast as an MG42. Her eyes flashed with cold light, as if she was about to give Louis a whirlwind attack.

It's a waste of these eyes not to practice Frost Death Knight.

*You have gained 50 points of Ironclad Spell Proficiency, skill level increased, current level Lv10+2

When the senior student stopped, Ironclad Spell had just reached its maximum level. With the bonus from Spirit Sword, it had broken through the maximum level of Lv10 and reached level 12.

The sound of achievement followed.

Reaching the pinnacle (10)

Practice a spell to its maximum level.

Louis guessed that the Avada Kedavra achievement might not have been triggered because it didn't count as an achievement; that one directly boosted you to level 10 and didn't count as "practice".

The system is quite ruthless when it comes to nitpicking.

The achievement rewarded a wand… not one of those chopstick-sized wands, but a real staff. It was about a meter long, retractable, somewhat like a walking stick, with a dark gold lion's head at the top. It could pull out an 11-inch wand extension, like Lucius Malfoy's snake-headed staff in the movies.

This is supposed to be for Gryffindor students, right? Louis looked at the lion's head on the wand and actually felt a sense of "Did the Sorting Hat really sort me into the wrong house?"

Lion Head Staff (Normal)

Indestructible

Damage: 21-45

+30% Faster Casting Speed

+3 Polymorph talent

It has a groove (4)

For the sake of its three transformative talents, Louis forgave its appearance.

What runewords can be made in these four slots? A staff doesn't seem to be able to make spirit runes, right?

"Your wand...it's quite unique." Catherine finally spoke, looking at the wand in Louis's hand, and scoffed, "Hmph...I knew you weren't a good person. Do you think Slytherin is too small for you and want to run off to Miss Beaver's lap?"

Why are you bringing up Hermione? What did Hermione ever do to you...?

Hermione, who was sleeping in her Gryffindor dorm, sneezed seven times in a row.

"How did this get involved with Granger?" Louis quietly put away his wand and coughed twice. "Why would I go to Gryffindor for no reason? There's no Catherine Worley there."

"Hmph... Take a break, then continue," Catherine said coldly, but the smile in the corner of her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

Delighted.

Louis glanced at his armor spell along the way.

Armor Protection: Current Level 10 + 2 (MAX)

Mana required: Mana and stamina are consumed based on the resistance to attack or the strength of the spell. The lower the spell level, the less mana is consumed.

Casting time: 01 seconds

Skill Description: Summons magic to form a shield to block spells or physical attacks.

Resistance Strength: 1270% (30% from the Horadric Emblem of Ta'rasha, 40% from the Spirit Sword, each level increases resistance by 100%)

Damage Immunity: Immune to 20% elemental damage

Magic Absorption: Absorbs 10% of the spell's power and converts it into magic shield strength.

How to describe it... When he first met his senior, his armor could only defend against two or three spells before breaking, but now, one armor can withstand a minute of her spell bombardment.

If my senior doesn't use the Fiery Curse, defeating her now shouldn't be a problem.

Regardless, I'm currently facing a delicate upperclassman with level 12 armor. What do you call that? The advantage is on my side!

As Louis was thinking this, his senior cast an upside-down bell into the air.

Indeed, this is true of a seemingly weak woman with both S-rank strength and speed.

Force speed refers to mana and spell casting speed.

He couldn't quite figure it out; who the hell was the cheater?

But it seems that the one who's cheating is the senior student.

He'd been careless. That leaf... he remembered it. His senior's level 16 Thunder Explosion had blasted through his defenses like it was nothing...

"So, can you put me down?" Louis said with a hint of helplessness. "Do you really enjoy keeping me hanging like this?"

"This is just a small punishment for you." The senior bent down, her head level with Louis's. "Naughty little deer, you deserve my punishment."

Because the Room of Requirement was a little warm, the senior student unbuttoned the top button of her shirt. This slight bending over revealed a breathtaking view right before Louis's eyes.

He swore to Melina that he absolutely did not intend to see it.

The case is solved. Senior sister is definitely the kind of person who doesn't look down at your feet. If he were to name her Seris, he thought You Rong would be a perfect fit.

"Cassie, you're showing too much skin," he kindly reminded her, pointing to her neckline.

Catherine quickly buttoned her collar, waved her wand to set Louise down, and demanded fiercely, "Tell me, what did you see?"

"I saw something I shouldn't have seen," Louis said honestly, then offered a pertinent suggestion: "If you want me to take responsibility, I have no objection."

Indeed, he was in the wrong. As an honest and straightforward person, Louis felt it was necessary to retreat in order to disrupt his senior's composure and, ideally, forget about the incident.

Most importantly, if the senior student nods, his task is complete; if she changes the subject, then the matter of seeing something he shouldn't have seen is over.

It's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

Sure enough, the senior's face flushed red. She turned her face away, both embarrassed and angry, and said, "Who asked you to take responsibility? You shameless little deer, I really misjudged you. I thought you were an honest kid."

(End of this chapter)

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