allendalepharm Chapter 99 Hagrid sent out a team invitation, 1=4
Chapter 99 Hagrid sent out a team invitation, 1=4
Chapter 99 Hagrid sent out a team invitation, 1=4
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Lockhart pushed open the door and walked in.
"Oh, Dumbledore, aha, and Kane and... this lovely little witch, we've met before, back when you smashed my door with a hammer." Lockhart greeted the three in the office, then noticed Harry and Ron sleeping soundly in the corner.
"Who are these two...?"
"None of my business." Kane casually used magic to push Harlow and the other man towards Dumbledore's bedroom.
hiss....
Lockhart seems to know why Dumbledore likes Kane so much... Really? Dumbledore isn't that kind of person, this is strange, let's see...
Lockhart looked at Dumbledore with a scrutinizing gaze, and the latter said with some helplessness, "It's not what you think."
After Dumbledore finished speaking, he looked at Kane and said, "Let's talk more later tonight, Kane. Professor Lockhart and I have something to discuss now. Also, please take Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley with you."
Kane nodded, and he and Hermione were about to leave Dumbledore's office one by one using magic, when Lockhart suddenly called Kane back.
"Kane, could you wait for me in my office? Here's the key, and there are snacks in the cabinet." Lockhart handed Kane a small, antique-looking key, adding, "Just you alone."
Hermione shrugged. There was no need to bring this up, was there? She wasn't the type to go out of her way to do something like that.
Kane, who had quickly left the Headmaster's Tower, and Hermione together shoved Harry and Ron, the two unfortunate brothers, into the infirmary.
Mrs. Pomfrey looked at the two brothers, who had already moved into the infirmary before the school had even officially started, with shock and a helpless shake of her head.
There's a certain mystical quality to the infirmary; generally, the later it opens in a semester, the calmer the semester will be. But nowadays...
It seems this semester is going to be a turbulent one.
Mrs. Pomfrey was already mentally prepared to work overtime through the night.
Kane went to Lockhart's office, opened the door, and casually sat down on the sofa.
The overall decorating style is exactly the same as Lockhart's home in Diagon Alley. Even the portrait of himself opposite his desk is just as flamboyant.
Perhaps that's why he lives like a celebrity as a writer. Who doesn't like a confident person? Although Lockhart is a bit too confident.
"Hmm..." Kane sat on the sofa with his legs crossed for a while, and soon Lockhart walked in, holding a timetable.
"Kane, help me! My second class tomorrow is Defense Against the Dark Arts for first-year students!" Lockhart said, sitting down opposite Kane as soon as he came in.
"You should ask Dumbledore instead." Kane said with a sigh, taking a Lockhart book from the bookshelf and flipping through it. He came across a story where Lockhart used the Dancing Charm to control a banshee, allowing him to escape.
"Teach me this dancing spell tomorrow... Do you know how to use it?" Kane asked, pointing to the spell in the book.
Lockhart's eyes were filled with both clarity and foolishness. He shook his head, and his golden hair twitched.
duang de.
"My God, how many lies have you made up? I'm starting to wonder if this spell is something you made up too," Kane sighed helplessly.
"I swear, this spell is real," Lockhart quickly assured him.
"Okay, I'm just giving you an idea: use all sorts of basic spells to mess with the enemy, whether it's a dancing spell, a sneezing spell, or even blinking to blind them. So what spells do you know?" Kane asked, looking at Lockhart across from him.
"...I am very skilled at forgetting spells."
"You could teach that to the older students; they'd love to hear that spell. But the problem is, your first class tomorrow is with the first-years. Think of another one," Kane urged.
"Hmm, how about the Levitation Charm? What do you think of it?" Lockhart said.
"Hmm, very good. This is what Professor Snape taught us last semester. I'll demonstrate it for you." After Kane finished speaking, he stood up and pointed his wand at Lockhart, who was shaking his head frantically. Well, it seems he didn't like being pointed at by the wand, so he could only point at the vase next to him.
"Because Professor Flitwick's teaching style is so flexible, sometimes the first lesson is about teaching other spells to help the young wizards channel their magic. So I suggest you try to negotiate with Professor Flitwick and get him to teach the levitation spell to the young wizards first."
"Of course, if Professor Flitwick doesn't give you face, you can choose to teach it yourself; after all, that's your responsibility."
After Kane finished speaking, he pointed his wand at the vase in the corner. The moment he chanted the spell, the tip of the wand suddenly turned slightly, and the vase, which had been floating, immediately began to spin rapidly.
"Theoretically, this levitation charm should be able to shake a person's brains evenly, right?" Kane raised an eyebrow. "Have you learned it?"
"I'll give it a try." Lockhart pointed to another vase. The levitation spell worked, but instead of spinning like Kane's vase, it suddenly lost its balance and flew straight to the wall, shattering into pieces.
Kane nodded after repairing the vase: "That's it. After all, the vase was your enemy, and now you've smashed it. Just keep practicing."
"Phew...it's that simple?" Lockhart said excitedly after hearing Kane's words of comfort.
"Hmm...it's that simple, only for first-year students." Kane said, turning to leave. He planned to go to the infirmary to see if Harlow's two unfortunate brothers had woken up.
"There's still time in second grade, but it'll have to wait until Wednesday. By the way, Kane, would you be interested in being my class representative?"
Kane quickly shook his head and hurried out of the office.
"Ah, what a shy child. You want to be the class representative but won't admit it. But luckily you met me, otherwise you would have really missed out on the chance." Lockhart said with his hands on his hips, then quickly pulled out a class representative name tag from under his desk and printed Kanehis's name on it.
Kane headed straight for the infirmary after leaving Lockhart's office. Harry and Ron had already woken up and were packing their things, preparing to run away.
Oh, and of course Hermione too. These three unfortunate souls saw Kane arrive as if he were their savior.
They now finally understand the difference between a flying broomstick and a train.
There were elderly ladies pushing snack carts on the train, but not at Hogwarts. They had originally planned to visit the Hogwarts kitchens, but since none of them had a close Hufflepuff friend to show them around, they...
"Kane, I'm hungry, I need food, meatballs!"
Kane glanced at the three people opposite him, his lips twitching. "Let's go find Hagrid, and get the cured meat he hung on the roof beam... or maybe monster meat crepes? Would you like that?"
After speaking, Kane didn't expect any constructive answers from the three of them; he simply went to the Forbidden Forest to break off some branches...
It should be considered dietary fiber, right? ...I guess so.
The group split into two groups: Hermione and Ron were assigned to gather branches in the Forbidden Forest, while Kane and Harry went to Hagrid's Hut.
Hagrid was giving Walnut a bath. After the long hair of Walnut was dried, it didn't look like a cow at all; instead, it looked like a hairy kiwi.
As for its advantages, perhaps it's... fragrant. I wonder if Hagrid will sleep with walnuts at night.
Hagrid, who was intently bathing the cow, also heard a strange noise. He turned around and looked on in surprise: "Ah, Kane and Harry, why are you back early?"
"Flying broomstick." Kane said, and the little pumpkin behind him spat out half of the flying broomstick: "If you want, you can borrow it and try it out. It's powerful enough to definitely carry you."
"Ah, it sounds pretty good, but I still won't. I always get a little... cramped when I ride my flying broomstick, I don't know if you guys understand." Hagrid said as he returned to Hagrid's Hut and took out two huge pieces of cured meat.
"I can tell the house-elves haven't finished cooking yet because you're back so early. Here, this was just dried a while ago."
"Thanks, Hagrid. Let's grab something to eat," Kane said, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course."
Soon, Hermione and Ron, who had gone out to find branches, returned.
Although they didn't know why Kane needed tree branches, since magical flames could do the job, Ron's confusion only intensified, because Ron had personally witnessed Kane cooking even without fire.
What is this clump of branches for?
It can't be ingredients, right? Hahaha!
Soon, as Ron and Hermione finished stacking the branches and were about to light the fire, Kane, who was chatting with Hagrid, saw this and rushed over. Ron saved the tree from the fire.
Hermione looked at Kane, who had gotten himself into such a mess while trying to save the wood, with a puzzled expression. Wasn't wood meant to be burned? What was Kane up to this time?
Surely it can't be that, as Ron suspects, this firewood isn't firewood but food?
If Kane really did that, then he really deserved to die...
...is that right?
What did Hermione see?
No, no, no, it wasn't just Hermione, but also Ron and Harry, and Hagrid, who was not far away, also saw this scene.
Kane threw three branches directly into the pot, then cut a piece of cured meat and put it in. Immediately, the ingredients began to change shape, turning into meatballs that Harry and Ron loved in the blink of an eye.
"Something's not right, is it?" Hermione looked at Kane. She was already shocked by his incredible feat of making frog leg sandwiches with potion ingredients in the Potions classroom, but those potion ingredients at least had some food-related properties.
But this pot of meatballs is full of magic and ruthless skill...
Hermione watched as Kane picked up a meatball and began to devour it, and her lips twitched for a moment.
She suddenly felt that all the special dishes from Kane didn't taste as good anymore.
"So why aren't you eating? Don't you like it?" Kane continued stuffing meatballs into his mouth. Compared to Harry and his two friends, who were dizzy for as long as they were flying, he was the one who was most tired while piloting the flying broom.
"We...we'll wait until tonight for dinner."
"Yes, good things come to those who wait."
At this moment, the three of them had silently made up their minds that they would still eat Kane's cooking from now on, since it was really delicious.
However, they stopped watching the cooking process. Although Kane's cooking was also quite grueling, it mostly consisted of ingredients, and they weren't afraid of dying from eating them.
But if you actually witnessed Kane cooking with tree branches in the fire...
Glug glug glug...
Along with the sound of a stomach rumbling...
Oh well, at least it's not some random stuff... These days, as long as you don't die from eating it, that's all that matters. Who can guarantee that the food in Hogwarts' kitchen is clean? Maybe the house-elves will even dance on the chops.
In the end, Ron was the first to embark on his path of no return, holding a meatball in his hand and eating it with great relish.
'
Oh well, at least it's not shit!
The remaining three, emboldened by their own evil intentions, reached out their sinful little hands toward the poor cooking pot.
Soon, it was evening. Hagrid put on his coat, rode Walnut to pick up the little wizard, and then looked at the four people sitting alone in the yard, bored to death and practically playing in the mud.
"Are you coming with me to pick up the little wizard?"
Hagrid has sent out a party invitation to the young wizard, 1=4...
The four, who were so bored they were practically smoking, readily accepted the offer, since Hogwarts was now devoid of any interesting living people, and even the library was closed.
So much so that Kane and Hermione both experienced a rare feeling of boredom.
Actually, it wasn't originally planned, but unfortunately, Hermione's 3,500-page tome, which she originally intended to use for leisure, was also left on the train.
So the suggestion to go with Hagrid to pick up the little wizard went smoothly and was unanimously approved. The four of them grabbed Walnut's hair and climbed onto Walnut's back one by one. Then Hagrid picked up a lamppost from the side and stuck it into the base of Walnut's saddle. They made their way to Hogsmeade Station with a jingling sound all the way.
Soon, the five people and one ox rode leisurely into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, quietly waiting for the Hogwarts Express to arrive.
Kane lay on the cow's back, looking at the sky divided into sections by tree branches, and surprisingly felt a sense of familiarity and tranquility.
After some time, with a whooshing sound, the Hogwarts Express finally arrived at its destination.
Seeing that it was getting late, Kane placed the Burning Shadow inside the lamppost first.
"First-year wizards, come to me!" Hagrid shouted at the top of his lungs.
Soon, the first-year wizards slowly gathered around Walnut, and then Ginny and Luna in the crowd saw Kane and his three companions on the cow's back.
"Next time I really should be the last one to go to Platform 9¾, then maybe I can ride a flying broomstick to school early like you guys," Ginny said with a hint of resentment.
"Mom will kill me if I do that, I promise," Ron said, his lips twitching.
After greeting Ginny, Kane glanced at Luna, who was wearing a horned hat and staring at Walnut.
"It considers me its friend?" Luna suddenly asked Kane.
"It could also be the child; your horned hat was made from a horn that fell off a cow," Kane explained.
"Hmm... I'm so cute," Luna said softly.
"puff!"
This remark not only made Kane and his five companions on Walnut Back burst into laughter, but also made all the other young wizards on the ground laugh.
While what he said wasn't entirely wrong, this kind of self-praise still made people chuckle.
"Alright, little wizards, come on board! Four to a boat, don't overcrowd!" Hagrid, who had been laughing for a while, finally began to officially take on his responsibility of leading the little wizards, and shouted at them.