The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Professor McGonagall led them to the center of the Great Hall, making them line up facing all the upperclassmen, with the teachers behind them. The candlelight flickered, and hundreds of faces watching them resembled pale lanterns. Ghosts, too, mingled among the students, shimmering with a hazy silver light.

When Seamus looked up, he saw twinkling stars on the velvety black ceiling. It was hard to believe there really was a ceiling, and it was hard to believe the restaurant roof wasn't open-air.

He saw a girl with prominent front teeth whisper to the boy next to her, "This place has been enchanted; it looks just like the sky outside. I read about it in 'Hogwarts: A History of the School'."

At that time, Seamus did not know that the boy was the famous Harry, but he knew that the girl who knew the school's history even before enrolling was bound to be the darling of all the teachers in the future.

Why did Seamus suddenly think of the Hogwarts dining hall? Because he was currently in the dining hall of Tristan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although he had been there once that morning, Seamus hadn't had a chance to observe the place properly in order to avoid being late.

It was only then that Seamus noticed that the dining hall of the Tristan Magic Academy had three very long tables, long enough to hold about a hundred people. Louise and his table were in the very center.

Here, the color of the cloaks seems to indicate the year of study. Facing the front of the dining hall, the somewhat adult-looking magicians sitting at the tables on the left are all wearing purple cloaks; they are probably third-year students.

The wizards at the right-hand table wore brown cloaks, quite different from those at Hogwarts. Hogwarts students all wore uniform attire, with no distinction between years; the only difference was probably the house badge on their chests.

It seemed that all the magicians in the academy, whether students or teachers, ate here. Simo noticed that there was a mezzanine on the second floor where some older people could be seen chatting. They must be the teachers of this school.

All the tables were decorated, with many candles standing in the center, and baskets filled with flowers and fruit arranged neatly. Although the canteen's decorations and architectural style looked luxurious, Simo felt that something was missing.

I remember after the Sorting Ceremony, the new students were greeted with an inexhaustible supply of food. Well, although there are only a few British dishes, the fried chicken legs and cakes were still pretty good.

Comparing this place to Hogwarts, Seamus felt a vague sense of regret, neither quite clear nor simple. It wasn't the absence of ghosts to crack jokes during meals, nor the lack of companions for genuine conversation. Because, from the perspective of the dining hall's function, these weren't the most important factors.

As for the most important point, Simo sighed when he thought of this, and then looked at Louise with an extremely resentful gaze.

Well, Louise is having her meal in the cafeteria, and what about Seymour? He's watching Louise eat.

【strangeness?】

That's so strange!

"Hey, Louise? Where's my lunch?" Looking at his empty plate and feeling his rumbling stomach, Seamus finally couldn't help but ask.

Just now, a maid served Louise several plates of food. Simon thought he would get a share, but then she ignored him and walked away.

Louise would never tell Seamus that, as punishment for Seamus, she deliberately instructed the maids not to serve him food while he was distracted.

At this moment, Louise, who was determined to punish Simon, first elegantly wiped her mouth with a tissue, and then began to talk nonsense in a serious tone: "The school's philosophy is: everything in the world must be exchanged for its equivalent value, so they will not give you food if you do not pay the school."

Halfway through her sentence, Louise smiled and looked at Seamus, then continued, "Mr. Seamus Finigan from another world, do you have any money to exchange for food?"

[Are you kidding me? Why didn't you say that at breakfast? Those cookies you gave me, were they for the dog? Wait a minute, something seems off.]

At that moment, Simo was incredibly grateful for his habit of thinking more and speaking less; otherwise, he would have been mortified if he had blurted out the thoughts that had just crossed his mind.

Simo coughed and said, “Beautiful Miss Valiel, but I don’t think I saw you pay the maid who served the food.”

"Ah, that's because the school cafeteria operates on a prepayment system. Students pay their meal fees for each semester before they come to school."

Seamus instinctively sensed that something was amiss, but couldn't quite put his finger on it, because tuition and meals were free at Hogwarts, and all student expenses were covered by the Ministry of Magic plus sponsorship from the Board of Trustees.

So Seamus didn't know whether what Louise said was true or false. However, when he went to elementary school with the Muggle kids, it seemed that tuition fees were required. As for whether the tuition included meal fees, how could 5 or 6-year-old children understand such details?

The money was paid by Seamus's parents, not by Seamus himself. He only knew that when he was in elementary school, the school cafeteria never asked them for money before meals, and the same was true at Hogwarts.

Now penniless, Simo could only turn to his closest person in this world for help: "Well, so wise and kind Miss Valiel, I am your familiar, you wouldn't just starve me to death, would you?"

"Please rest assured, Mr. Finigan, regarding this matter, considering that students will be summoning familiars starting from the second year, the cost of the familiars' meals has been advanced when tuition and meal fees are paid."

"Oh, I see. You should have said so earlier, Louise."

"So, Mr. Finigan, would you like to have your meal now?"

“Of course, Louise, I’m starving. And Louise, could we please stop using honorifics with each other? It’s making me uncomfortable.”

“As you wish, dear Simon.” With that, Louise clapped her hands and winked at the maid.

For a brief moment, Seamus thought that what had happened before was just Louise joking with him.

Louise is really something, so mischievous and quirky, but I like her. Oh, right, she used 'dear' before my name just now? I guess I was right to help her out. This is really... um?

Simo, lost in his own thoughts, was practically grinning from ear to ear until he saw the plate of what he called "food".

24. Mr. Seamus's astonishment

Seamus stared dumbfounded at the mountain of "food" piled up before him. For a full three minutes, his mind went blank, and he couldn't close his mouth until Louise spoke.

"My dear Simo, what are you standing there for? Eat up! Didn't you say you were starving?" If it weren't for the food in front of him, Simo would definitely have been happy with Louise's gentle and considerate words.

However......

“Louise, can you tell me what this is?” Seamus asked, pointing at the neatly arranged square object.

“Of course it’s thatch,” Louise said happily.

"You call this food?" Simo said with a "Are you kidding me?" look on his face.

Louise winked playfully: "That's right, food, food specially provided for familiars. Eat up, it costs 10 gold coins a semester. That's an average of one silver coin a day."

"This pile of tattered grass, you're asking for a silver coin?"

“Well, to be precise, three piles of grass are worth one silver coin.” Louise tilted her head, pretended to do some calculations for a moment, and then answered Simon’s question.

That indulgent expression seemed to say: [I just can't do anything with you, you can't even do such simple arithmetic.]

Simon sat there, stunned. Even now, he could see that Louise was deliberately tormenting him. His feelings at that moment were like those of Field Marshal Manstein on the Polish battlefield in 43.

He had dedicated his entire life to the cause of the Führer, fighting in the north and south, and advancing east and west, but the Führer at home just didn't like his plans. He gave nonsensical orders all day long, and all he did was think about how to mess with Stalin. He also made things difficult for him from time to time.

Simo felt that comparing himself to Manstein instead of Rommel was a great honor for Head of State Louise. After all, Louise had treated him this way, and he hadn't even entertained the thought of a coup.

However, at this moment, Her Majesty Louise gave another order: "What is it? My dear Simon, eat quickly! It won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Does this thing even have a heat function? Tell me how to heat it up!" Deeply hurt, Seamus finally couldn't help but stand up, waving his hand angrily at Louise.

"As expected, even the other world needs Valkyries to act. Are you ready for the beer hall riot, Louise?" Seamus felt that the time had come for an unavoidable uprising.

Bang~

Before Seamus could react, an empty silver plate slammed down on his head. As his face made intimate contact with the table, he heard Louise's haughty voice: "So noisy! So noisy! So noisy! Stupid dogs that go into heat don't get to eat!"

As a result, Simo left the cafeteria in a dejected and angry manner without having eaten lunch.

"Ah. I'm so hungry." After wandering aimlessly in the corridor for more than ten minutes, Ximo finally couldn't hold back any longer, clutching his stomach and leaning his hand against the wall.

To be honest, Simon couldn't figure out how Louise knew. He had only thought about it in his head, yet Louise knew. Girls are just too incredible creatures.

"Um, what happened?" a pleasant voice asked.

When Simo turned around, he saw a girl dressed as a maid, carrying a huge silver tray, looking at him with concern. Her black hair, tied with ribbons, looked especially cute.

"Ah, it's you." Simon recognized the lovely maid in front of him. Wasn't she the kind person who reminded Louise not to be late this morning?

“Mr. Familiar, so you still remember me.”

"Thank you so much this morning." Simo first expressed Louise's gratitude to the girl opposite him, then wondered again if it was all worth it for him to do so much for Louise, and finally realized, "You know I'm a familiar?"

“Yes. In any case, the idea of ​​summoning humans with magic has become just a rumor.” The girl said with a slight smile. This was only the second time Seamus had seen such a genuine smile without any ulterior motive since he came to this world. (The first time was in Louise's boudoir.)

"Are you an ordinary person?" Seamus asked because he could sense that the other person did not possess any magic.

"Yes. I am a commoner. I work here to take care of nobles like you."

"Wait, I'm not a nobleman."

"Huh? But you clearly know magic!"

“But I’m really not. Where I’m from, magic is something anyone with the aptitude can learn. So I’m really not a nobleman.”

"So, it turns out that Mr. Familiar is a commoner just like me?" Ximo could sense that the girl opposite him seemed much happier than before.

"Yes, so it's a pleasure to meet you, Simon Finigan, citizen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland."

“I’ve never heard of this country before. My name is Siesta.”

At this moment, Cai Ren's stomach growled.

"Uh, sorry." Simo awkwardly scratched his head.

Siesta covered her mouth happily, then said with a smile, "Please come this way."

As he walked, Seamus found himself in the kitchen of the dining hall. Huge cooking pots and ovens were lined up, and chefs and maids like Siesta were busy preparing food.

“Wait for me there for a moment,” Siesta whispered, pointing to a chair in the corner of the kitchen for Simo to sit on, then Siesta jogged away and disappeared into the kitchen.

After a while, she returned, carrying a plate containing still-warm stewed meat.

"This is stew made with leftover ingredients from cooking for nobles. Please have some if you don't mind."

Is this okay?

"Yes, it's alright, it's just the food the chef eats."

Simo was almost moved to tears by this tenderness. Louise should really learn from her. Without saying a word, Simo began to devour the soup and meat, mouthful after mouthful.

[So delicious. So delicious I could cry.] Simo realized he had never eaten such delicious stew in his life.

"This is delicious."

"Great! There's still some left. Please enjoy."

Simo devoured the stew. Siesta watched Simo with a smile.

"Didn't I feed you earlier?" Siesta asked with concern after seeing that Simon had finished eating.

Simo gave an awkward laugh. Was he supposed to say that he was thinking about his female classmate while walking, which angered Louise and led to an argument? If it were a boy, he could understand, but Siesta was a girl. Wouldn't she be angry? Wouldn't she get a lecture? Wouldn't she be looked down upon?

"Huh? What are you doing here?" At that moment, a strange female voice suddenly rang in Ximo's ears.

25. Welcome back.

Simo looked up and saw that it was the maid who had helped Louise prepare fodder for him earlier. She seemed quite surprised as she looked at him.

“Pros, what’s this? You know Mr. Finnigan?” Siesta asked her companion curiously.

"Uh..." The girl named Pros was too embarrassed to speak.

Prosper Icoquezt, nicknamed Prosper, is a member of the maid corps at the Tristain Magic Academy. She had just helped the noblewoman Louise Vallier deal with her familiar, Simon Finigan (who is also said to be a mage). Then, Prosper discovered in despair that he had come to take revenge on her.

How did he find his way here?

How is he going to deal with me?

"Is he going to do this, that, and that to me?" The trembling maid Pros looked at Simo with fear, but a faint sense of anticipation lingered in her heart.