I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 87 This is an illusion, what are you hiding?

It must be said that flames are indeed the nemesis of the Infernal. When the two longswords, spitting out orange-red flames, touched the Infernal's body, they sliced ​​it in two as easily as a hot knife through butter.

Furthermore, their bodies were also burning fiercely, eventually turning into a pile of ashes.

The undead seemed endless, surging towards them. The three of them continued to hack and slash tirelessly, and none of them noticed anything amiss. As a young wizard of Luna's age, she had not received any training and should have felt tired long ago. However, even a perceptive wizard like Luna failed to notice anything unusual.

Finally, Louis realized that something was amiss.

"Wait a minute, something's not right, isn't it?"

Catherine swung her sword, turning an infernal corpse to ashes, and replied in a moment, "Something seems off. Logically, I should be feeling tired by now."

As Catherine finished speaking, the undead that were surging towards them vanished instantly.

"It's an illusion." Louis finally understood the problem.

As they spoke, the corpses reappeared, staggering towards them from all directions.

Louis didn't dare to be careless, so he applied some pine resin to the two of them and continued fighting.

After a while, the illusion of the corpse disappeared again.

"Are you out of your mind..." Louis grumbled. "If we really send so many undead, it'll exhaust us to death."

"I feel things might not be that simple," Catherine said gravely. "I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about it."

"What's wrong?" Louis asked with concern.

"Watch out," Catherine said simply, and the seemingly endless visions of the undead reappeared.

After repeating this five times, all three of them began to feel tired.

Seeing the corpses reappear, they had no choice but to brace themselves and fight again.

But as soon as they made contact, they realized something was wrong. Luna's sword was bumped by an infernal, almost causing her to stumble.

"Oh no, this time it's for real!" Catherine didn't forget to support Luna, and she began to try her best to relieve Luna's stress.

Louis regretted it a little; he should have brought Tom and Jerry along with him.

Even he was starting to feel his strength waning, let alone Luna and Catherine.

After all, they are still minors.

"I'm sorry, I... I can't hold on much longer," Luna said, sounding somewhat dejected.

"Don't be discouraged, Luna," Catherine whispered to comfort Luna, though she herself was not optimistic about the current situation.

She reached for her wand with her left hand, intending to cast a Fiendfyre spell, but to her shock, she discovered that she could no longer connect with magic, as if an invisible net had separated her from it.

"Why... can't I cast spells anymore?" Catherine asked incredulously.

"It must be a problem with the threads. The person behind this illusion has severed our connection with magic through these threads." Louis tried it and found that he couldn't cast any spells except for the Kalia Swift Sword and the Water Conversion spell.

Just as he was trying to figure out a way to break the deadlock, he heard Catherine whisper, "Louis, I... have something I want to tell you."

"What is it? We'll talk about it later."

"I'm afraid if I don't speak up now, I won't have another chance." Catherine looked at the densely packed zombies in the distance, and a sense of despair rose in her heart.

A mage whose magic is imprisoned is like a bird that has lost its wings.

Catherine shielded Luna from a lunging wraith, and subconsciously sighed, "If only we could get rid of those annoying trails... I really don't know if this thing is a Ministry of Magical constraint or a demonic curse..."

"What did you say?" Louis suddenly realized.

"I said it would be great if we could erase the traces... Watch out!" Catherine said, plunging her longsword into the chest of an infernal.

"No, the next sentence."

"Is this trail a constraint imposed by the Ministry of Magic, or a curse from the devil...?"

Louis immediately understood and quickly said, "Cassie, try to buy me ten seconds, just ten seconds, okay?"

"Okay." Catherine's pressure suddenly increased. She gritted her teeth and, together with Luna, sandwiched Louis between them.

The moment of truth has arrived...

At that moment, the flames on the longswords in their hands disappeared.

"The fire... has gone out." Luna's ethereal voice was filled with despair.

A shadowy creature's claw gripped the sword in her hand, about to snatch it away.

In the moment of crisis, Catherine pierced the infernal's chest with her sword. The infernal loosened its grip on the dark sword, staggered back two steps, and arcs of electricity gradually flickered from its wound. Soon, the blue-white arcs of electricity spread throughout its body, turning it into a lump of ashes.

The Spirit Sword comes with lightning damage, and lightning has always been a more powerful antidote than fire.

However, three more corpses stumbled and pounced on the three of them.

Catherine dealt with the Shadow Corpse that lunged at Luna, but the claws of the other two Shadow Corpses were already outstretched in front of her.

"No!" Luna shouted, using her last bit of strength to swing the dark sword at one of the wraiths, but it only made it stagger.

Catherine felt only a trace of regret.

It was too late for her to raise her sword; she could only watch helplessly as the corpse's claws reached for her.

Just at the critical moment, a holy light flashed, enveloping the three people and the two shadow corpses.

The corpse couldn't even utter a wail before it melted into the holy light.

Wisps of visible black mist drifted out from Catherine and Louis's bodies, gradually dissolving into the holy light.

That familiar feeling is back.

Catherine drew her wand, and Fiendfire surged forth, sweeping away all the Shadow Corpses in her sight, turning them to ashes.

"You know what, Casey, you look really handsome right now." Louis's gaze was somewhat unfocused.

"It's time to learn some area-of-effect (AOE) spells. Single-target attacks are really tough," Louis thought to himself.

How could a mage only attack a single target! He thought viciously to himself, "I can't let my son's reputation be ruined by me."

"Is that so?" Catherine smiled. The feeling of being filled with magic was wonderful. The fire serpent formed from Fiery Blaze coiled in the air and let out a long howl, indicating the master's joyful mood at this moment.

At the same time, the red light screen that looked like an overturned bowl shattered completely. Looking at the clear blue sky and the warm sunshine, the three survivors breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's quite an unusual adventure," Luna said meaningfully.

"Yes," Louis said with a touch of emotion.

Luna declined their invitation to go home and rest with them. After resting for a while, she said goodbye to them and skipped home.

"What a lively little girl," Catherine remarked, watching Luna's retreating figure, clearly fond of her.

"Let's go back too."

None of the three of them thought about where the illusion came from, what it was supposed to do, or why it ended so abruptly.

Perhaps this unusual behavior was deliberately orchestrated by someone in secret.

Back home, Catherine prepared to go upstairs to find the "Cain's Diary." Louis looked around and asked curiously, "Cassie, didn't I break that table with my strong ribs? When did you fix it?"

"You're still so stubborn..." Catherine muttered under her breath, then frowned and said, "I don't remember tidying up the house. I was busy with your things just now..."

Louis's heart skipped a beat. He cried out urgently, "Oh no! We're still in the illusion... Something's wrong! Luna's in danger!"

(End of this chapter)