The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

"This..." Louise lowered her head in frustration and bit her lip.

Mr. Gruberu shrugged helplessly and said, "Alright, let's continue the ceremony from now on!"

"What? With him?"

"Yes, with him. Hurry up, we're about to start the next lesson. Do you know how much time we spent summoning you? We tried and tried, and finally managed to summon one. Okay, let's start the contract signing."

"Yeah!" "Yeah!" The people around them echoed.

Louise looked at Simon with great helplessness.

[What is this? A contract? A ritual? What are they planning to do to me?] Seamus wondered if he should take some action.

“Um…” Louise began to speak to Simon.

"What?" Seamus answered, while secretly reaching for his wand in his pocket.

“You must thank me! Because what the nobles are about to do for you is something an ordinary person might never encounter in their entire life.” Louise seemed to have made up her mind.

Nobles? Are they really pure-bloods?

The girl named Louise closed her eyes helplessly, gently tapping the small wand in her hand in front of Seamus's eyes. An unfamiliar chant rang in her ears: "My name is Louise Françoise Loubran Lavariel. Pendakon, who has gathered the power of five, please bless him and make him my familiar."

Then, she placed the cane on Simo's forehead, and then her face slowly moved closer.

"What... what do you want to do?" Seamus had originally planned to draw his wand to fight back; a levitation spell or an obstacle spell would have been enough to create distance between him and the girl.

But when he thought about his unreliable explosive constitution, Simo couldn't help but soften his heart. What if he accidentally hurt the girl on the other side? So if he could avoid using magic, Simo hoped to have a proper conversation first.

"Okay, be quiet," Louise said angrily, her face slowly moving closer again.

"Wait a minute, you need to give me some time to prepare, and besides, I never agreed to be your familiar, did I?"

Seamus shoved Louise aside, his forceful attitude surprising her. Louise hadn't expected even her summoned familiar to dare defy her, yet she was powerless to do anything about it. The surrounding crowd, seeing this amusing scene, erupted into even louder laughter.

"Haha! Louise failed again!" "Even your familiar despises you!" "Louise of Zero!" "Louise of Zero!"

Amidst the constant mockery, Louise looked at Simon with red eyes, her aggrieved expression speaking volumes, her gaze seemingly pleading with Simon not to abandon her like this.

For no reason at all, Seamus felt anger—anger at those around him who were mocking Louise, at Louise for not asking his opinion, and at himself. Why had he rejected her? Why had he made such a beautiful girl cry?

Seamus Finnigan, a third-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from Gryffindor House, is about to do something, for himself and for the girl crying before him—Louise.

Seamus stood up, and his eleven-inch, ironwood, dragonheart wand was pulled from his pocket and pointed to the open space in front of the crowd.

A deafening explosion and a charred crater stunned everyone, followed by Ximo's furious roar: "Quiet!"

The surrounding crowd was stunned! A magic wand? Why? How could a commoner use magic? Could this be a nobleman? Zero Louise could actually summon a foreign magician as her familiar?

Louise was also surprised; she hadn't expected her familiar to be so powerful! And the explosion just now looked so familiar. But thinking about how the boy seemed unwilling to be her familiar, Louise felt a pang of disappointment and grievance.

But neither Louise nor the crowd around her expected what they were about to witness, which would be even more astonishing.

Simo knelt down on one knee, his right hand holding the staff pressed against his left chest, his left hand lightly touching the ground. A blue magic circle lit up, and a gentle breeze swirled around them, causing their robes to flutter.

A slightly hoarse, deep voice began its own chant: "Declare!"

My life is entrusted to your command; your destiny is tied to my sword!

I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all evils in the world!

I have emerged from the Wheel of Suppression!

I am the guardian of the scales!

I ask you!

Are you my master?

This passage was actually copied by Simo from the autobiographical novel of a foreign magician. The original text was a summoning spell, which Simo haphazardly modified before using it. In reality, this chanting has no magical effect whatsoever, if you don't count the pretense.

However, when combined with Simo's fluorescent spell (thankfully it didn't explode this time), this refined chant unsurprisingly enhanced his mysterious aura, created a majestic image, and intimidated the surrounding villains.

"Yes! My name is Louise Françoise Leblanc Lavariel, the pendakon who has gathered the power of five! Please grant him your blessing, please make him my familiar!"

Louise closed her eyes again, the glistening liquid turning into tears, and the familiar chanting began again, but Simon clearly sensed that it was different from the last time.

That is not called joy.

"Now the ceremony should be complete, right?" Simo thought happily.

But at the same time, Seamus was also a little annoyed. What kind of person had he been to sell himself like this? If he returned to Hogwarts and everyone found out that he had become someone else's familiar, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

However, after giving Louise a huge surprise and causing great astonishment to those around her, what happened next was Seamus's turn to be surprised.

"Hey, Louise, why are you so close to me?" By the time Seamus noticed Louise approaching, it was too late for him to get away.

Louise's lips touched Simon's.

【What?! What is this?!】

Louise's soft lips completely threw Simo's mind into disarray.

This was my first kiss! And it was taken from me, right here, by someone I didn't even know!

[Even though the other person is very cute!]

But that was my first kiss!

But the other person is really cute!

【Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! My head is so dizzy!】@_@

3. Don't think I'm uneducated.

Simo found himself unable to move, kneeling blankly on one knee. His right leg was a little sore and numb, his cheeks were burning, his left hand was a little painful for some reason, his breathing was very difficult, and his vision was a little blurry.

Simo had lost track of how long he had been in that position—ten minutes? Half an hour? A day? A year? A century?

Simo felt he was about to die, suffocated, and was killed by a beautiful girl from another world.

But it's so sweet. Ah! What am I thinking?!

boo~

Louise and Seamus finally parted ways. After losing that tender, sweet touch, Seamus felt a pang of loss, but he quickly dismissed the thought.

“It’s over!” Louise’s face was flushed, as if she was a little shy.

[I should be the one feeling shy! What are you being shy about? You suddenly kissed me!]

After breathing fresh air again, the "conservatism of the British gentleman" brought back Simo's "intelligence" that he had lost due to lack of oxygen, and his gaze towards Louise also changed.

I never imagined you were such a casual woman.

"Hey! What kind of look is that?!" Louise, of course, understood what Seamus was thinking, which made her furious. It wasn't her idea to be like this, and no matter how you look at it, she was the one who suffered!

So Louise Vallière, her face flushed, defended her reputation: "It's a ceremony! A ceremony! I had no choice!" The third daughter of a duke's family couldn't possibly be so shameless as to kiss someone casually!

“Oh, the ritual…” Simo sighed. If you ignored his tone, Louise would probably have thought that Simo really understood her actions.

But what Simon actually meant through that rising tone was: "I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me!"

Although Simo himself had never used summoning magic, he had never eaten beef, but he had seen cows run.

In the second year, amidst the widespread anxiety caused by Slytherin's solitary confinement, the seemingly insignificant Professor Lockhart started a fighting club.

At the first gathering, the most memorable thing for everyone was not that Professor Lockhart made a fool of himself again, but that Malfoy's summoned python was easily controlled by Harry using Parseltongue.

I didn't see Malfoy and his serpent familiar kissing or anything like that; the snake just bared its fangs and lunged at Harry as soon as it appeared.

Harry didn't NTR Malfoy through a passionate kiss; he simply used a few hoarse words to make the snake betray Malfoy's deep affection and expectations.

"So how could there possibly be magic that requires kissing to summon a familiar?" Mr. Seamus said he didn't believe it at all.

The clever Miss Louise once again easily understood Seamus's subtext, and his smug expression of getting the better of him really made Louise want to whip him.

"Although you failed to summon your familiar several times in a row, you did a great job with the familiar binding," Graber said, seemingly quite pleased.

"If he were a commoner or a high-level mythical beast, the contract probably wouldn't be able to be completed."

"Did you really do it, Louise? I think this monk Simon secretly helped you."

"Could it be that you secretly made a deal with a magician to have him teleport over when you summon your familiar, so he can cooperate with your performance and cover up your failure?" a few students whispered with a smile.

The jeers of those around her prevented Louise from arguing with her familiar for the time being, and she turned her hatred toward the students.

"Don't treat me like a fool. I succeed sometimes. He really was summoned by me!"

Seamus explained that he had simply opened a strange door at Hogwarts and inexplicably ended up here. However, seeing Louise's slightly red eyes, Seamus wisely kept quiet. He stood up and stretched his slightly sore hands and feet.

"It really only happens occasionally, as expected of Louise Zero! Your familiar gave me quite a fright just now! It's true that like master, like familiar!" A girl with curly hair and freckles said mockingly.

The explosion just now really terrified her, so Miss Montmorency is going to retaliate!

“…Miss, Montmorency of the Flood has insulted me!”

"Who are you calling a flood? I'm Montmorency, the perfumer!"

"I heard you used to wet the bed a lot when you were little, so it seems like floods are more suitable for you!"

"Well said! Louise Zero, don't forget you're just zero!"

"Alright, alright, nobles should respect each other," the middle-aged mage advised from the side.

"ouch!"

Simo had no time to pay attention to Louise's argument with the other girls, because he discovered that his left hand, which had just felt slightly warm, was suddenly burning hot. "So hot!"

"I'm sorry, it'll be over soon," Louise said guiltily. "Just bear with me! I'm just inscribing a familiar mark! It's part of the ritual."

"Don't carve it!"

If he returned to Hogwarts and his brand was discovered, he would be finished! Seamus could imagine how the Weasley brothers and those Slytherin bastards would laugh at him.

"Ah, I'm sorry! The brand started the moment I touched the item, and it's irreversible." Although she sounded guilty, a mischievous glint flashed in Louise's eyes.

[Serves you right for not believing me earlier! I already told you kissing is part of the ritual! You deserve to be in so much pain!]

"Mmm!" Ximo gritted his teeth, watching as a string of words appeared out of thin air on his left hand, and what's more, he actually understood it!

Runes?

"Gandalf, the Left Hand of God?"

What does this mean? Seamus decided to ask the learned Professor Verne when he got back. (This character is from the Harry Potter fanfiction "The Professor of Runes at Hogwarts")