The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Ah, am I finally going to become an adult?

"Ah, sorry, Siesta, I have to go now, thank you." Seamus hurried away, who knows if Louise will tell the other person about his situation, he couldn't wait a moment longer.

[He...he just left like that?] Watching Simo's departing figure, Pros could hardly believe her eyes. He didn't even retaliate against her?

"Pros? Pros?"

"Hmm?" Pros answered Siesta instinctively.

"Come and help me clear Mr. Finigan's dishes."

"Oh, okay." Upon hearing that there was work to do, Pros finally came to her senses, and then froze again.

Did he eat this?

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Looking at the mess of cups and plates, Pros seemed to have discovered something particularly amusing, and burst into laughter while clutching her stomach.

"Pros?" Siesta looked at her companion with a puzzled expression. Although Simo did eat a little too much, what was so funny about it?

Simo wandered aimlessly around the school, and after circling around and around until his legs ached, he finally made up his mind.

Go back; what's meant to happen will happen.

Thinking that no matter how broken a basket is, it can't be broken any further, Seamus prepared to return to Louise's room, and then he stood there blankly for a while.

After about ten seconds, Seamus drew his wand (in his right hand): "Guide me!"

boom!

"cough cough"

While covering his mouth, Simo quickly fled the scene. His only relief was that no one was in the corridor. However, he hadn't caused any damage. The explosion had only created some smoke, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Finally, Seamus ran to another passageway, and just as he was about to try the magic again, his arm, which was waving in mid-air, suddenly stopped.

Seamus thought for a moment, then switched the wand to his left hand and whispered, "Guide me."

This time it worked! A blue beam of light appeared at the tip of the wand, stretching into the distance along the corridor and stairwell. Seamus quickly took a step forward.

"Is this your purpose, Verne?" In a room, Professor Quirinas and Verne were using magic to spy on Seamus's every move.

“He needs to practice more; that left hand isn’t just for holding the wand.” Professor Verne lowered his head and savored the Wuyi wine in his cup, its delicate aroma rich, mellow, and refreshing.

A gentle knock sounded on the door, and the magical surveillance footage immediately switched to the cafeteria.

"Please come in."

"Sir, your lunch, as you requested, is for two people." Siesta opened the door, and the food cart could be seen beside her.

"Please leave it here, thank you."

“Yes, sir.” Siesta skillfully set out the food and cutlery, then bowed and left the room.

Just then, Verne saw a blond boy in the cafeteria accidentally drop a bottle of perfume. When his classmates noticed, he was first slapped by a younger girl, and then had wine poured over his head by a girl from the same grade. The disheveled student could only vent his anger on the students around him who were laughing at him.

“This is youth!” Professor Gruber, who was standing nearby, also laughed as he watched.

"Quirinas".

"Ok?"

How many maids are there at this school?

“136? What’s wrong?” Gruberu was a little puzzled as to why Verne suddenly asked this.

"No, it's nothing."

[Since there are so many people, why was it her who had to deliver the food? The timeline shifted in two places, and is this the outcome you wanted?]

As Verne pondered, he gently cut the beef, and the scene shifted back to Simo.

Guided by magic, Seamus finally found Louise's room. After hesitating for a moment at the door, Seamus knocked.

"I am back."

Strange noises suddenly came from the room, and Seamus had a bad feeling. However, before he could open the door to see what was going on, the door opened by itself, and it was Louise.

Her eyes were red, and although there were no tear stains on her face, her flushed skin gave Simo some clues. Her slightly pouting lips seemed to say, "So you still know how to come back?"

Of course, it's also possible that it wasn't, because Louise's voice was so soft that Simon could only see her cherry-colored little mouth moving slightly.

Looking at Louise, Seamus looked uneasy. He scratched his head, countless words condensing on his lips, but in the end, only three words remained.

"I'm sorry." x2

【Huh?】

Is there an echo in this room? Wait, no, how could my echo be so cute?

Three seconds later, Seamus finally reacted, staring blankly at Louise as if witnessing an impossible miracle. Suddenly, Seamus chuckled foolishly.

Under Seamus's unbridled gaze, Louise blushed at first, but quickly recovered, kicked Seamus hard in the shin, and shouted angrily, "What are you looking at, you idiot!"

After saying that, Louise turned around gracefully. This sudden change left Seamus completely bewildered, as if the Louise who had just apologized, the shy Louise, had never existed in the world.

"Aren't you coming in?"

Hearing this, Seymour's heart finally calmed down; this was truly Louise's style of making up.

"Hmm." He lifted his foot and strode forward.

Light footsteps echoed in the room, striking Louise's heart like a war drum, yet soothing her restlessness and unease like a gentle spring stream.

At this moment, Simo noticed that someone seemed to have just lain on the bed; the creases had not yet been smoothed out, and there were still clearly visible traces of liquid on the white pillowcase.

Connecting the sounds he made when he knocked on the door with Louise's expression when she opened it, Simo quickly reconstructed the scene in his mind.

Looking at Louise, who had her back to him, Simon hesitated for a moment, unsure how to continue the conversation, before finally speaking.

PS1: Prosperous Exquisite, the first minor character in this book. Please accept this maid outfit I'm giving you, Prosperous Exquisite. (Don't be angry, and definitely don't refuse!)

PS2: Are any of you reading my book preparing for the college entrance exam? If so, don't read novels these next few days, use the time to study, and I wish you success in your exams.

26. Mr. Seamus's Astonishment 2.0

Louise?

"Ok?"

"Did you cry again?"

"No way!" Louise turned to look at Simo, and seeing her flushed face, Simo's heart pounded for some reason.

"but......"

"I... I just got some sand in my eye. Yes, that's right, just a little bit."

Watching Louise stammer as she answered his questions, and seeing her stubborn refusal to admit it, Seamus suddenly felt amused and wanted to laugh, which is exactly what he did.

So, under Louise's slightly annoyed gaze, he continued, "Do you need to use a pillow to wipe your eyes if you get sand in them?"

"Ugh, so noisy, so noisy, so noisy."

Actually, it happened just an hour ago...

Alone and quietly lying on the bed, Louise buried her head in the pillow.

If any girl had ever told Louise that she fell in love at first sight, she would have scoffed and thought that such a foolish infatuation was hopeless and deserved to be deceived by a playboy like Kisher.

If someone had told Louise that she could fall completely in love with someone in a single day...

Louise would definitely think that the person who said such things to her was either a spoiled rich kid with ulterior motives or a so-called love fortune teller who made a living by deceiving naive young girls.

However, when this person actually appeared in front of her, Louise had a strange feeling.

Ah, this is the person I've been waiting for.

For some reason, when Louise first saw Seamus, she felt a strange sense of familiarity—yes, both strange and familiar. According to Professor Gruberu, familiars and their masters naturally have a certain connection. Only when they have a certain compatibility can the initial summoning magic succeed. Whether they can be controlled after being summoned is another matter entirely.

At first, Louise thought that the strange feeling was a special connection between her master and her familiar, but as time went on, the feeling became stronger and stranger.

For some reason, even though Seamus was just her familiar, Louise wanted him to only have eyes for her. The thought that Seamus was thinking about other things, or even other girls, when he was with her made Louise angry.

After arguing with Seamus, Louise reflected on her own actions and worried about what she would do if Seamus just left like that.

Why isn't he back yet? Should I go look for him? What if he comes back and finds I'm not in the room? Will he be angry? Or will he be happy if he finds I'm not in the room? The girl in the magic castle has once again stepped into Cupid's naive trap.

Louise wanted to go out and find Seamus, but she was too afraid to go to him.

"What kind of master would travel all that way to find their familiar? That's right."

Louise convinced herself of this and kept reminding herself: "I am the third daughter of the Duke's family, a lady, a mistress! I don't need to be so attentive to a familiar!"

However, Louise was actually just afraid. She was afraid that if Seamus got really angry, he would never come back. She was afraid that if she found Seamus, no matter what she said, Seamus would not make up with her.

Although pride and her status as a noble mage built a thick "fortress" for Louise, tears still flowed uncontrollably as time went by.

[Idiot, idiot, idiot, why aren't you back yet!]

Until that familiar voice rang out from outside the door...

For some reason, Simo suddenly lost his mind for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he found that there were some fragments, some images, some images about Louise in his mind.

From the moment he argued and parted ways with Louise in the cafeteria until Louise opened the door for him, every move Louise made was clearly recorded in Seamus's mind, as if Seamus had never left Louise.

These extra memories are like someone constantly watching Louise, and Seamus is seeing everything from that watcher's perspective.

This is strange, so very strange.

Because of this strange memory, Simo frowned and pondered for a short while.

Because Simo was distracted and then pondered for a while, he didn't have time to react when a dark object appeared in his field of vision.

Along with the pain in his shoulder, and amidst the howling wind, Seamus heard Louise's voice: "I wasn't worried about you! I wasn't worried you'd run away! I wasn't crying! I said I wasn't, and I meant I wasn't!"

hiss~

Caught off guard, Simon gasped, only remembering to dodge as Louise's second lash was about to strike.

"I know, I know, you didn't cry, you didn't cry, okay?"

"Hmph." Seeing that Simon was almost backed to the door, Louise finally lowered her arm.

"Just explain it properly, why did you take out the riding whip again?"

Simo decided to have a serious talk with Louise about his treatment and Louise's attitude towards him.