I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 80

"I..." Louis was about to say it, but was pushed away by Catherine.

"Put away your idiot thoughts, are you humiliating me or yourself by what you say in this situation?" Catherine said with a cold voice and looked at Louis indifferently.

"Pull out your wand!" she said coldly.

"Kathy, I..." Louis tried to make a final struggle.

"Pull out your wand!" she growled like a wounded lioness.

Louis sighed and drew his wand.

He knew that no matter what he said, Catherine would not be calmed down.

"Then let's end it." A word flashed in his mind, but soon he felt something was wrong.

How can I think this way?He was so shocked by his own thoughts that he didn't even realize Catherine made a move.

The two usually duel, and Catherine's first spell is always fainting.

A blazing red light flashed, and Louis was rolled and flew far away by the curse, and slammed into the corner of a table, smashing the table, and his whole body was still undiminished. The ground hit the wall.

He felt a rush of heat rushing out of his ribs, he moved a little, and felt severe pain.

Ribs are broken.

It was his only thought.

Compared with this, the long wound on the arm was nothing.

Most importantly, a subconscious self-talk began to appear in his mind again.

Catherine walked up in three steps at a time. She clenched her fists tightly, and there was concern in her eyes. Just as she was about to say the words of concern, she forcibly twisted into a cold look: "You think I will forgive you for this?" You? Want to win my sympathy like this?"

As soon as the words came out, she began to feel annoyed. Obviously, what she wanted to say just now was not this sentence. She felt that there was something wrong between the two of them, but she didn't know what was wrong.

Louis suppressed the pain, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Since you know me so well, you should know that a person like me only wants to be worthy of himself."

Right, that is it……

The voice in his heart continued to suggest that he even felt an inexplicable pleasure.

He stood up staggeringly, without looking at Catherine, and said in a low voice: "At least now, I think I have completed the atonement, and I will not owe each other from now on, okay... can I go now?"

As he said that, his throat sweetened, but it was counterproductive to suppress it.

With a puff, a piece of blood spewed out, staining the floor under his feet red.

Catherine knew that he was in a bad mood and wanted to say something soft, but she couldn't say it because of her haughty temper.At this time, she has long since lost her initial anger, and now she is just holding on so that she will not lose face.

Seeing Louis who was staggering forward, she walked over and grabbed him, saying awkward words of concern: "Why are you walking like this, you should stay and eat some raw bones."

"I don't like to put a hot face on a cold butt." He said coldly without turning his head away from Catherine's hand.

Louis is telling the truth. He also has his own pride. Others have already said that. Is there any need to make fun of yourself?
Catherine didn't speak. After casting a petrification spell on him, she planned to use the levitation spell to put him on the bed, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate.

With some difficulty, she picked Louis up sideways, went back to the bedroom and put him on her own bed.

Catherine took the bone spirit from the cabinet and poured it into Louis's mouth.

"Finite! (Curse Standing)"

As soon as the effect of the petrification spell disappeared, the choked Louis couldn't control himself, and coughed violently. This time, it was a good thing, because the injury on his rib was involved. For a moment, he was so painful that he really wanted to give himself an Avada.

Louis gritted his teeth and survived the pain caused by the wound, and glanced at Catherine coldly.

"You can try the Fiercefire Curse, so that I can avoid some pain...or do you want to please yourself by humiliating me?"

The current him is completely different from just now, and under the guidance of that whispering voice, the unreasonable resentment became more and more intense.

Since they don't owe each other, so what if they are strangers?

Catherine's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and Louis' indifferent eyes made her feel cold all over.

She realized that if she continued to stretch her pride like this, she would lose her fawn forever.

She wanted to say something, do something, but didn't know how.

No, rather than not knowing what to do, I should say...

In her heart, there was also a murmur like a soliloquy pulling her, preventing her from approaching Louis.

"I have three suggestions now, one is Fiercefire Curse." Louis said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something irrelevant to himself: "The second is to forget everything, just wave the wand lightly, we The unhappiness between the two of you... Shua."

He flicked his palm: "It will disappear."

"Personally, I recommend the third one more." Louis continued, "How about the ghost coming out of your body? As long as you cast this spell, you can vent your anger however you want from now on."

"By the way, if you don't know, the spell is Imperio."

"Enough, Louis!" Catherine's eye circles were red: "Are you really going to make the relationship between the two of us deadlocked?"

Louis laughed when he heard the words, and he asked, "Is it really what I want?"

Catherine froze.

"We have always been friends." As soon as Louis finished speaking, the effect of Bone Spirit's medicine came up. He resisted the feeling of soreness, itching and swelling, and said calmly: "In In my mother's hometown, there is a saying, "The friendship between gentlemen should be as indifferent as clear water, and the friendship between villains should be as sweet as honey water", which is also my motto."

"Even if I go to see Harry, it's just Professor Dumbledore's request. I would rather bask in the sun in the manor than take a car to deal with problems that don't belong to me."

Catherine said suddenly: "But you promised to write to me, and this is always your promise?"

"Why do I have to write to you before Dumbledore asked me to deal with Harry's affairs?" Louis asked back: "There are 30 days left for the holiday, please give me a letter that can prove that I will not write to you in the next 30 days." basis for the letter."

"After I saw your owl, I immediately thought of coming to you in person, which is enough to show how much I value you... As for you, I still can't figure out what I did to You don't even want to call me Louis when you treat me like this."

Catherine wanted to speak, but Louis pointed her index finger on her lips: "There is another saying, "If the mountains don't come to Muhammad, Muhammad will go to the mountains. Although I haven't written to you these days, have you ever thought about it?" Write to me?"

"Since you haven't even thought about it, what right do you have to accuse me?"

Louis was really paralyzed standing on the high ground. He looked at Catherine and continued, "I think I have fulfilled my duty as a friend and also fulfilled my duty as a gentleman."

"I have never done this to others. I would like to ask my best friend for forgiveness in a low voice in order to make my best friend feel better, but now it seems..."

"Woley, it seems...my best friend doesn't think of me as her friend..."

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The next chapter will come back, probably?
(End of this chapter)