On the day after Christmas in '91, there was another big event, a big event that shook the whole world and changed the pattern of the world.

Louis sat in the auditorium all day in a state of unhappiness.

But this matter actually has nothing to do with him, after all, he is the only one who makes others 996007 in this life.

The Christmas of the previous year in his last life, all the groups were spreading the stalk of turning on the TV to listen to the speech of the head of the map, and now, ah, now he can really turn on the TV to watch.

It's also live.

Sad, Louis ordered a cup of calorie bomb butterbeer for the first time and sat in the auditorium to drink it without taking a sip.

It's important to note that butterbeer is not alcoholic, it's just a beer-flavored drink like beer catechu.

In the books, Harry was able to drink it in a bar when he was in his third year, which is enough to prove that this thing is actually non-alcoholic.

It tasted like the sweet flavor of popcorn in the studio, and he liked this rich and pleasant milky fragrance very much, and he wondered if he wanted to add another glass for a while?

"Oh, here you are." Catherine sat down next to Louis: "It looks like this castle has a sad fawn. ”

Louis looked at her, tsk, woman, she said she hated it, but in fact she didn't take the initiative to wear it to me?

I have to say that the legs of the senior sister are really ......

I don't even change it for a mountain of gold.

"I'm a little uncomfortable." Louis withdrew his gaze and continued to wrestle with the butterbeer in his hand.

Jerry honestly sat on the table with his legs split, happily munching on cheese.

He hadn't toyed with Spotted for three days.

The senior sister looked at him with disgust, and asked, "Oh, maybe you're actually a girl, right?" Not...... Counting, it's also the age that should come. ”

"......" Louis didn't know how to take it.

He looked deep ahead, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Catherine shook her head, placed a stack of books on the table, and did not continue to disturb Louis, but began to flip through the books on her own.

The aroma of the butterbeer whetted her appetite, and Catherine grabbed a card and wrote it down and tapped the table gently, and in a short time the house-elves brought her a glass of butterbeer.

She picked up her beer and took a sip, glanced at Louis, who was still silent, thought for a moment, leaned her leg slightly towards Louis, and quickly retracted it.

Looking at Louis's melancholy expression, her heart hurt slightly, she was ruthless, bit her lip and put her leg on Louis's side.

As a result, Louis didn't notice her small movements for a long time, and she was angry and gritted her silver teeth, but she was helpless.

She didn't know how to make Louis happy, but she remembered Louis's longing "Can I touch it" yesterday.

As long as it makes him happy, it's not a big deal to touch it, she thought.

But Louis didn't notice the little movements of the senior sister at all, he was thinking about the collapsing pole now.

The most glorious era in human history is over.

Although the story of the catfish effect is fake, there is no doubt that Big Brother is definitely the strongest catfish in history, otherwise how do you think the high welfare in Northern Europe came about? Is it discovered by someone else's conscience?

Child, you are so naïve.

Since then, it has entered an era of worse than the worst...... Bah.

So, it's time to send Eagle Sauce down to accompany the hairy bear.

He retracted his thoughts, only to see Catherine who was struggling.

"What's wrong with you? How is it like a sturgeon throwing seeds? "Louis's poisonous tongue is no less than Catherine's.

Catherine didn't speak, but snorted and pulled her legs back, and continued to look down.

"Why do you suddenly look at the book?" Louis knocked on the elf on the table to refill his glass and looked at Catherine.

"A lazy fawn is lazy, so poor me can only look up information about the blue-eyed demon alone." Catherine said as she flipped through the pages on her desk.

"Any progress?" Louis asked, leaning his head over.

Catherine presented him with two large white-eyed fruits: "How can it be so fast, what do you think I am?" KGB? ”

"Yo, do you know KGB?" Louis was interested, but he didn't expect that Senior Sister, a native of the wizarding world, knew the famous Lubyanka Hotel?

"I also know that the Kremlin usually gets information about our country much faster than 10 Downing Street." There was no mercy in the senior sister's mouth: "Look at it, the Muggle world is really a bunch of waste ......"

"Ah, this ......" Louis found that he could not refute.

"The Worley family is not isolated from the world, my father was once your aunt's chief court mage." Catherine was still looking through the book in her hand, and she didn't look up.

"And now?" Louis asked stupidly.

"Dead." Catherine said very blandly, as if speaking of an irrelevant person: "When I was two years old. ”

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Louis said wryly.

"It's okay, I don't blame you." Catherine was still looking at the book in front of her: "I have some doubts that what Headmaster Dumbledore said is prevaricating to you, all the records about demons in the forbidden book section all say that demons only have three colors of eyes, you see, black, red and dark gold. ”

She pulled out a small notebook on which the information Catherine had inquired about in a delicate font.

"Legend has it that Beelzebub, the lord of gluttony, had dark golden eyes." Catherine pointed to the book of "Journey to Hell" she was looking at and said, "He is one of the six demon kings under Satan's throne, and the author of this travelogue also mentions Abaddon, the knight of hell created by Satan, who has dark eyes. ”

"As for the red-eyed demon, it is also mentioned in the book, it is the demon in charge of trading in hell." Catherine tapped her fingers on the table: "Because of their special rank, this series of demons has been specially designed by Satan with scarlet eyes to distinguish them from ordinary demons. ”

"So...... Didn't mention the Blue-Eyed Demon? Louis was confused.

"No, there aren't any demons with blue eyes." Catherine said with certainty: "Not only in this book, but even in Merlin's codex. ”

"Is it possible that Satan himself?" Luis mentions the most critical issue.

"Don't forget that Satan was sealed in the prison of hell by the archangels Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael." Catherine's eyes were filled with pity: "Many legends mention that Satan is Lucifer, but the reason I believe this is ......"

Catherine said this, and took out Merlin's codex: "See, I prefer to believe Merlin's account than countless people have speculated. ”

(Don't show off, don't show off your knowledge that you don't know where Baidu comes from, this setting is subject to my setting.) ）