I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 57 Christmas (Part 2) - Please continue reading and invest!

Lewis's gifts for Snape and Professor McGonagall were the most thoughtful. He prepared a music box for Professor Snape—not the kind that plays "Heave-Heave-Heave," but a modified version by Tom that loops the song "Answer." [For error-free chapter reading, search on Google.]

That's the legendary execution song for Setsuna, it couldn't be more fitting for Snape, since they're both losers anyway.

In that famous love triangle game, this background music appeared four times, each time when the male protagonist confessed to someone else or when he told Setsuna he liked someone else, and it was used to punish Setsuna.

If Snape had read this story, he would surely have felt the same way.

Louis smiled maliciously as he played the music box, clearly addicted to persecuting Stalin.

If his mother could know this from beyond the grave, she would surely praise him, saying, "That's my boy."

Professor McGonagall's gift was a meticulously compiled and modified version of the legendary management system of Hengshui High School, which she would surely love.

Let's start with the children?

Louis chuckled as he stuffed gifts into the box, wishing the Gryffindor lion cubs happiness.

On Christmas Day, Louis woke up to find the house piled high with presents. He had to ask Catherine to help him tidy up.

Catherine was in a good mood, but her face immediately fell when she saw Louis.

Because the gift Louis prepared for her was too... too...

Have you ever seen anyone give dozens of pairs of stockings as a Christmas gift?

The note reads, "Wear more of this; I love to look at it."

So when she saw Louis, she gritted her teeth and looked him up and down, wondering which part of him to bite.

"Hi, Casey," Louis greeted her.

Catherine has no roommates; she occupies a dormitory room all by herself.

She sat in the chair, looking at Louise with a cold, beautiful face, and remained silent.

"Your house is quite big. Doesn't it feel empty living alone?" Louis walked over to her bed and sat down. After thinking for a moment, he rolled around on her bed a few times.

I must say, my senior's bed smells wonderful, and it's so comfortable to roll around in.

"Mind your own business." Catherine's anger was rising.

"How about I move in and we live together? Draco snores so loudly I can't sleep." Louis lied smoothly and without batting an eye, completely disregarding Draco's feelings.

Draco: So love will disappear, right?

Louis: Aren't you Harry Potter?

Catherine stood up, walked over, and lifted Louise up, placing her on the edge of the bed. "Sit still! Don't move!"

The blankets are all messed up.

"Seriously, you might want to consider my suggestion," Louis shrugged.

"What do you want to say? I have other things to do," Catherine said, her face suddenly turning red for no apparent reason.

"Where are you going? Not to find the Mirror of Erised, are you?"

Louis swore he was just talking nonsense, but after hearing what he said, the senior's face turned pink from her neck to her earlobes, and she looked at him with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.

"No way? I was right?" This time it was Louis's turn to be surprised.

Catherine grabbed a pillow and slammed it onto the bed, yelling angrily, "Shut up! Shut up! You annoying bastard!"

"Fine, fine... I hate it, I hate it, then I'll leave..." Louis shrugged, got up and started to walk out.

Catherine threw the pillow, nearly knocking Louis off balance.

"Don't come back once you've left!" she said angrily.

"No, you think I'm annoying, but you won't let me leave. You're putting me in a difficult position, Casey." Louis's expression, words, and tone were all extremely infuriating.

No, why do you say no?

"This scumbag did it on purpose," Catherine thought to herself, gritting her teeth as she flipped him onto the bed and gave him a good beating. However, she didn't use much force with her fists; she was just venting her emotions.

Louis, not one to back down, placed his hand on his senior's waist and started scratching her. The two remained locked in a stalemate for quite some time before the ticklish senior finally gave in.

"Hahaha... Little deer... Stop, it tickles so much... Hahahaha... Louis... Stop it..."

She laughed so hard she could barely breathe.

"Tell me, do you submit or not!" Louis didn't stop what he was doing. He had to make his senior give in, didn't he?

"No... I refuse to accept this..."

Louis intensified his efforts.

"Ah...hahaha...okay, okay, I give up, let go...hahahaha..."

Louis then loosened his grip on her slender waist.

It seemed he had found the perfect weapon for his senior, and he was secretly delighted.

Catherine leaned on the bed, her phoenix eyes shimmering with the deepest dreams of the boy.

"So, um... what did you come to see me about?" The senior was still a little out of sorts. She reached out with one slender, jade-like hand, playing with the collar of Louis's sweater, and occasionally scratching his neck with her delicate fingers.

"I received a lot of gifts, and I can't sort them all by myself. I was hoping you could help me out," Louis said honestly.

His senior's subtle actions aroused his desire, but considering his own incompetence, he could only endure it.

Grow up quickly! Merlin, help me!

"You're here to annoy me, aren't you?" Catherine narrowed her phoenix eyes, her tone unfriendly.

Louis was the only one who gave her a present at Christmas, and it was in a very inappropriate way.

"If you want, I can share half with you," Louis said nonchalantly. "Do we need to be so formal with each other?"

"That was a gift for you, how could you give it away to someone else? You scumbag deer." Catherine stood up and snorted, "Come on, let's go sort out the gifts for you, you scumbag deer."

"I have to remind you, it snowed outside yesterday, so it's quite cold today..." Louis said, pulling out a pair of velvet tights, about 80D, and handing them to Catherine. "Put these on, so you don't get cold."

Thanks to the house-elves who diligently keep the castle warm every day, the temperature inside Hogwarts Castle isn't very cold, hovering around 20 degrees Celsius, so 80D thickness is just right.

"You're the one who wanted to see it, aren't you? You shameless thing." Catherine took the pantyhose, her pretty face flushed. "I don't think you're some kind of little deer; you're more like a lustful dragon in deer skin..."

"You're right, I do want to see." Louis didn't think there was anything to hide about it. What's wrong with a man being lustful?

"You go out first." Catherine grabbed him and started to shoo him out.

"Am I an outsider?" Louis retorted righteously, "And you're wary of gentlemen too?"

"I just can't do anything with you..." Catherine let go of him, sighed, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the pantyhose, rolled it up, and stretched the top open. She slowly slipped one of her delicate, fair feet inside, then slowly pulled the pantyhose up along her foot and calf until it was above her knee. Then she lifted the other foot and slipped it in, repeating the same action.

Louis sat backwards in the chair, his hands clasped above the back of the chair as he watched Catherine's movements with great interest.

"Shouldn't you turn around now, you shameless dragon?" Catherine pulled the sock on her other leg up behind her knee, looked up and asked Louis with a mixture of shame and anger.

(End of this chapter)

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