I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 88 My Lord, Louis asked me to pass on a message to you.

When he rushed to the door, he found it was locked tight, as if someone had locked it from the outside.

He looked out the window again, and before he knew it, the view outside had turned blood red, and those dark, negative emotions surged up again.

"Since it's an illusion, there must be a way to break it." Louis thought of a breakthrough: "Think about it, is there anything unusual in your house...?"

"Unusual?" Catherine was taken aback.

"Take this table for example... Logically speaking, it should be damaged." Louis said, slashing the table with his sword. Strangely, the table did not break, but gradually disappeared from their sight.

"It seems not." Louis was a little annoyed, but he quickly stopped being annoyed.

Catherine was enveloped in fierce flames, her long golden hair flying wildly with the surging waves of fire. A ghostly green fire serpent stood behind her, becoming the only source of light in this dim space, making Catherine's proud and beautiful face appear even more alluring and sinister.

The flames swept through and engulfed the entire house, and the illusion, unable to withstand the onslaught, collapsed with a deafening roar.

Catherine's dress fluttered wildly in the air currents created by the flames, and a smile played on her lips, revealing her unmistakable queenly aura as a Slytherin!

Group mages are so cool! But...

I didn't know you had a husky-like side to you. Louis's expression was somewhat complicated; this woman's efficiency in destroying the house was truly damn high...

The fire snake, which had just wrecked the house, now obediently coiled around Catherine's body, its tail wrapped around her slender, straight legs, and its body encircling her waist and abdomen. The only thing missing was her chest, making her already full breasts appear even more... eye-catching. The huge snake head rubbed against Catherine's face from left and right, and Catherine raised her hand to give it a reward of a head pat.

Louis was dumbfounded. No, he had no idea where to look. He secretly envied Li Huo and could only look left and right before finally choosing to stare at Li Huo.

"Cathie, stop your magic..." Louis felt that the fierce fire was looking at him with a dangerous gaze, and of course, if he continued to look at it, he would also be in danger, so he quickly called out to Cathie.

Upon hearing this, Catherine gave a soft snort and then dispersed the two fire snakes.

Not far from them, Luna lay quietly under a tree.

Gradually, a chilling aura began to spread.

Monsters dressed in black robes slowly floated down from the sky, drifting towards Luna.

"It's a Dementor!" Louis recognized the monster at a glance.

"Azkaban's guards? What are they doing here?" Catherine was surprised by the appearance of the Dementors, but then she realized that it was quite normal for the demons of Hell to have some Infernals and a few Dementors among their minions.

"What should I do? I've never learned how to use Patronus." Louis was at a loss.

"Actually, Fiendfire is also one of the ways to subdue Dementors," Catherine said, as two fire serpents surged forth again, shredding the Dementors in the sky to dust.

Meanwhile, Luna, who was lying under the tree, slowly woke up.

Seeing Louis and the other person approach, Luna slowly raised her head.

"Louis, Catherine, what brings you here?" Luna's voice sounded a little dazed, as if she had just woken up.

"I was about to ask you what's going on, lying here sleeping in broad daylight." Louis pointed to the bright sun in the sky.

"I don't know either. When I woke up, I was lying here." Luna looked intently into Louis's eyes.

"You're not selling your Daily Prophet anymore?" Louis suddenly asked.

"The newspaper is gone, I need to go home and get one..." Before Luna could finish speaking, Louis pierced her chest with a sword.

The injured "Luna" remained calm, her gaze fixed on Louis with a hint of curiosity as she asked, "Can you tell me how you saw through me?"

Louis chuckled, his tone a mix of mockery and regret, and said, "If it weren't for your eyes, I almost would have believed you... You should practice more, it's not easy for a fool to learn."

Polite Luna: Is that you?

"You should say you inherited your mother's intelligence." The demon seemed unfazed, looking up at Louis with a composed expression. "I don't think your mother ever warned you that while it's good to be clever, sometimes relying too much on your own cleverness isn't a good thing."

After she finished speaking, she straightened her body.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

"It's a pity, but I think being smart is a good thing. After all, I'm not like you, a parasite, and I don't have a good older brother who only takes in useless people."

Louis was sarcastic and unleashed his full power.

"What did you do to me?"

"How about it? I've been preparing for you for six months." Louis squatted down, looking at her with a mixture of pity and mockery. "Surprised? Unexpected?"

Ever since Dumbledore told him about it, he had been paying attention to the relevant texts—he had learned about a spell in Merlin's journal, a spell specifically designed to subdue demons, making them extremely weak and unable to hide.

He engraved the talisman on the crystal sword, specifically to ward off this day.

"I really underestimated you." The demons were still not worried about their situation. Even if they died, they would only return to hell.

Although Louis's mother's actions have prevented his true form from leaving hell, it's still a good thing that he didn't die.

"You should understand one thing: you can't use your ass as your eyes," Louis said without batting an eye, the two words being pronounced the same in English.

"Go ahead and try to get the upper hand with your words, kid." The demon remained calm. "I forgot to remind you, the little girl behind you and her fiery aura can't harm me at all."

"Did you hear that, Casey?" Louis turned around and suggested, "Try to play with fire less in the future and learn something else."

Catherine snorted but did not refute.

"Playing with fire and wetting the bed, I don't want you to wash it away to the other side of the ocean one day."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked by Catherine.

"Tell me your real name," Louis patted the devil on the shoulder.

"You don't think I'm going to tell you, do you? No way!" His sarcastic expression was incredibly irritating, especially with Luna's face on his back.

That innocent and pure demeanor mixed with a strange and unsettling quality is truly hard to resist.

"I haven't settled the score with you for stirring up trouble today," Louis said, rubbing his fists together. "I wouldn't mind beating you up to vent my anger."

"I don't recommend you take it out on me, Mr. Mountbatten," the devil provoked calmly. "You know, if there's no resentment between the two of you, no matter how much I try to sow discord, it'll be useless."

"Perhaps right now... your girlfriend is talking badly about you in her heart."

"Of course, this is just a guess, and it may not be correct," the demon said in a particularly irritating tone.

"You're such an idiot, and you won't admit it. Do you think anyone would fall in the same place twice?"

"We should at least give it a try; what if it works?"

Louis asked with a smirk, "Tell me, what is the Blue-Eyed Demon's identity?"

Do you think I'd tell you?

"We should always give it a try, what if it works?" Louis shrugged, returning her that sentence verbatim.

"Given your refusal to speak, you have lost your last bit of value."

"Don't rush, we were having such a pleasant chat. Ever since Quirrell died, I've felt that you two have potential. How about you join the great Satan...?"

Louis sneered, "I have no interest in chatting with maggots like you from the gutter. The road to hell is full of hardships. Please pass on a message to your master for me."

"I don't care what kind of mongrel that blue-eyed dog looks like, remember, he better not show his face in front of me, otherwise... I'll break his limbs and soak him in a cesspool, understand?"

After saying that, Louis slapped his palm onto the newly drawn exorcism talisman.

"You won't be so lucky next time, Shuzpaf!"

Louis pressed his right hand firmly onto the newly drawn exorcism talisman.

The demon, whose true name had been revealed, howled incessantly under the effect of the exorcism spell, and finally dissipated into specks of starlight.

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There has to be a main plot, but you guys are complaining that it's abrupt, that a lighthearted story suddenly becomes so tense. Actually, I didn't feel that tense at all...

The storyline from the last two years is unlikely to reappear, which can be considered a lubricant to promote relationships between men and women.

If you want to see more of the senior student's lewdness, please type 1.

(End of this chapter)