I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 86 The Invisible Sword

Yes, that negative emotion had always been lurking in the shadows between the two of them.

The so-called "trace" is a spell implanted by the Ministry of Magic in the bodies of young wizards to detect magical activities by wizards under the age of seventeen. It disappears automatically upon reaching adulthood.

Of course, this kind of thing is unstable, and the location isn't very precise. Like when Dobby caused trouble at Harry's house a couple of days ago, the Ministry of Magic could only pinpoint the approximate location—they couldn't determine who cast the spell. But unfortunately, Harry was the only known person in that house who could use magic, so Harry naturally took the blame.

Just like losing your phone in real life, most phones nowadays have location tracking, but you can't pinpoint exactly which unit or apartment it's in, and you have no reason to ask someone to search every apartment for you—unless you lost something confidential.

After all, you don't have a reasonable reason, just like Potter. Dobby only used a small levitation charm—and the Ministry of Magic isn't that free to find him and use a flashback charm on his wand.

It's not even enough for business trip expenses...

Why did Catherine dare to use magic at home? Because her mother was a wizard... The Ministry of Magic couldn't be sure whether it was her mother or she who cast the spell, so in wizarding families, such things are often overlooked. After all, it wasn't like she used Avada Kedavra... a death spell, was it?

As for why the tracking threads were implanted, it's probably because of the Wizarding Secrets Act. After all, kids have a hard time controlling their desire to show off. If they go and play games like "The Return of the Dragon King" with their old classmates or show off their magic, that would be no small matter.

This is precisely why, even though they both possess the ability to cast spells without a staff, they cannot easily use magic because something that might be parasitizing their emotions might reside within the threads of their magic.

"We should think of something," Luna said, her voice completely calm.

Louis drew his crystal sword and skillfully twirled it.

"Actually, my swordsmanship is not bad either."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the blade with his finger, producing a crisp echo.

Not far away, a mournful wail, inhuman in nature, drifted over.

"It's an infernal." Catherine recognized the humanoid monster slowly making its way in the distance. "Strange... how could such an evil thing be here..."

"These evil, undead monsters are extremely afraid of fire and sunlight." She looked up at the sky and added, "Looks like we can't rely on sunlight now... Do you know any fire spells?"

This question was directed at Luna.

Luna stared blankly at Catherine for a moment, then suddenly a cheerful smile bloomed on her face—it was clearly not meant to be sarcastic, but it still made Catherine feel a little embarrassed.

Looking at Luna's smiling face, Louis couldn't help but laugh along.

He read the meaning in Luna's smiling face: "Am I the crazy girl or are you the crazy girl?"

"Stop laughing!" Catherine's face showed embarrassment. In her haste, she really forgot that Luna was just a little wizard who hadn't started school yet.

Then, she felt her arm being pulled.

Turning her head, she saw Louise, holding something in her hand—Louis's hand seemed to be gripping something, but she couldn't see anything.

"What are you doing?" Catherine asked, puzzled.

"Catch the sword! What are you standing there for?" Louis was equally confused. How come you can't see such a big treasure in my hand?

"A sword?" Catherine was truly stunned this time. "Isn't the crystal sword in your other hand? You..."

"Can't you see?"

"This is not the time for jokes, Little Deer."

"That's strange..." Louis was completely baffled. He could clearly see the longsword in his hand...

Just as I was wondering what to say, Luna spoke up from the side.

"I saw it; it was a black, broadsword."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's this Dark Sword, can you see it?" Louis handed the Dark Sword to Luna as if he had found a kindred spirit.

Luna was about to refuse, how could a little girl like her possibly lift such a heavy-looking sword? But once she got her hands on the Dark Sword, she realized she was wrong—the sword was not as heavy as she had imagined, but rather as light as a goose feather.

"I need to remind you, Mountbatten," Luna said in a song-like tone, "Vorley just said that only fire can harm the Infernal."

"Oh...right." Louis took out a pine oil-like substance from his pocket—actually from the dimensional space given to him by the system—and smeared it on the blade of Luna's dark sword.

A specialty from the High Walls of Losrik—coke pine resin.

The moment he released his grip, the dark sword burst into flames.

Catherine then saw that there really was a sword, its transparent outline clearly visible beneath the flames.

"It really is..." she said suddenly.

Luna stared fascinated at the burning dark sword in her hand, and said with great interest, "That's so cool. I've wanted a sword for a long time, but my dad wouldn't let me."

"It's yours," Louis said generously, then added, "provided that the three of us can get out of here."

As they spoke, the three of them were surrounded by the Yin Corpses.

Louis followed suit, smearing the Spirit Sword with pine resin before handing it to Catherine.

"Then what will you do?" Catherine didn't answer, but asked with concern.

Louis picked up the lion-headed staff and said with a smile, "It's alright, I have a way."

"No—no!" Catherine anxiously stopped him. "You can't cast spells right now..."

"It's alright." Louis chuckled, and under Catherine's gaze, a transparent straight sword with a blue halo slowly emerged from the tip of his staff.

Secret Technique: Kalia's Swift Sword.

Magic from the borderlands can also harm dark creatures—this magic doesn't belong to this world, so... it can't be detected by the trail.

"Trust me, Casey." Louis looked at Catherine with tender eyes.

Catherine said nothing more and silently accepted the crystal sword.

Having let go of her barriers, she now places unlimited trust in Louis.

In fact, Inferi don't look much different from normal people, except that their skin is a little paler, and their most distinctive feature is their white, cloudy eyes. In the sixth book of the original series, the Inferi that Harry and Dumbledore encountered in the middle of the lake were mostly homeless Muggle vagrants in life, and some of them were wizards and witches who "disappeared" for no reason in their previous lives.

But the undead they were facing now, judging from their clothing and appearance, did not seem to belong to this era; they seemed to be from the Middle Ages.

They roared and howled at the three of them, but were too afraid of the flames burning on the longswords in Catherine and Luna's hands to move forward.

(End of this chapter)