"How about this request?"
"Alright... I wonder if milk will work for him."
Kaisen nodded, and after leaving the Headmaster's office, he handed one hundred and eighty Galleons to Lupin.
"Please check it."
"No need, you are a Professor at Hogwarts, I trust you... It's about time for me to leave." Lupin smiled shyly, tightened his Wizard robe, and was about to depart.
"Wait, Mr. Lupin, this holiday I need to travel all over the world to find magic crystals. Would you mind accepting a small commission, like being my bodyguard?"
As Kaisen spoke, he weighed the remaining Galleons in his hand: "It's very heavy."
"No, I think you should..." Lupin didn't care why this Professor knew his name; he just instinctively refused when a thin thread suddenly flew into his ear and slowly spread out in his ear canal.
And as this thin thread spread, Lupin naturally nodded: "Alright, but the pay doesn't need to be too much, ten Galleons will do, but along the way, I need to manage the money, this needs to..."
Before he could finish, a full bag of Galleons was thrown towards his face.
"What the f-?! Watch out!" Kaisen instinctively reached forward, wanting to grab the bag of Galleons back to prevent the four or five pounds of heavy objects from hitting the face of his newly found bodyguard.
Then our bodyguard nimbly reached out and caught the bag of Galleons.
"Oh... good reflexes. It seems you can handle this job very well." Kaisen stepped back, somewhat awkwardly smoothing the wrinkles on his clothes.
"Speed is of the essence, let's depart now. First, come with me to a place. It's a pity my Apparition can't carry people..."
"Then how do we go?"
"You're a Hogwarts student, you should know Hagrid, right? He has a..."
"No, can we please not go find Hagrid?" Lupin suddenly said.
"Hmm... why? Alright, then you take me by Apparition. You know London, right? Let's go there." Kaisen said halfway, initially thinking Lupin's relationship with Hagrid wasn't great at school.
But then he thought of his somewhat... disheveled situation at the moment, and realized he might just be worried about losing face in front of old acquaintances, so he said nothing more.
"I've been to London, but I can't manage a specific address."
"Do you know Baker Street?"
"...I know that. There was a detective there who kept tracking me before. I'm quite... particular about that address."
"Do you know his house? I'm his neighbor."
"Next door? 220 or 222?"
"222."
"Good." As they spoke, the two left the Hogwarts grounds. Lupin pressed Kaisen's shoulder, and the next moment, Apparition was activated, and the two appeared inside the house at 222 Baker Street.
"Make yourself at home... No, don't make yourself at home yet. I'm giving you a challenging task: go to Diagon Alley and buy two Z9 flying broomsticks. Take the money from the bag of Galleons I gave you. I need to do some planning."
"I think one is enough."
"No, two!" A voice came from the garage, followed by the roar of an engine. Kaisen drove away from home, leaving Lupin alone.
Lupin looked at the house, which could be called priceless, and the full bag of Galleons in his hand, shrugging helplessly.
"Dumbledore was right, letting this one go mining all over the world... Tsk tsk tsk..." As he spoke, he waved his magic wand, Apparition, and in the blink of an eye, appeared in Diagon Alley, pulling his hood over his head and walking towards a Quidditch supplies store.
Soon, he returned to 222 Baker Street with two Z9 brooms, but Kaisen still didn't seem to be back.
He looked at the empty house and was silent for a moment, finally placing the brooms in the corner, patting his backside, and sitting on a long sofa that looked like it was for guests.
Not long after, Kaisen returned, bringing a large pile of self-heating food and water. He loaded them all into his Ender Ring.
After walking into the house from the garage, he saw Lupin sleeping with his head tilted back on the sofa. He just walked over, pressed a button under the sofa, and the sofa transformed into a bed.
After taking a blanket and covering him, he noticed the two brooms in the corner, took them upstairs, and began modifying them.
The Z9 broom's performance is no less than the Firebolt series, and its pure straight-line speed performance is even a bit higher.
It's just that the designer of the Z9 had no knowledge of ergonomics; the broomstick they made was truly abstract. Compared to the comfortable Firebolt, it was like the difference between a cruiser and a sportbike.
Of course, the Comet and Cleansweep series are not included in the discussion; those are scooters.
However, the good thing about the Z9 is that most of the magic circuits are concentrated in the tail of the broom. The broomstick, strictly speaking, is not very useful. In fact, the entire Z9 marketing strategy is to sell the broom tail, and the broomstick is just a bonus.
What Kaisen was doing at this moment was replacing the two brooms in front of him with more comfortable seats, a speed dashboard, a magic navigation system, and speed control grips. A very ordinary sportbike evolved into a heavily modified Suzuki Hayabusa, to the extent that if parents saw their child riding this thing, they'd break their child's legs.
More importantly, it can also fold, taking up no space even when thrown into the ring.
Coming downstairs, Lupin in the living room seemed to have been awake for quite some time. The blanket had already been neatly folded, and he was currently trying to figure out how to turn the bed back into a sofa.
"There's a button on the bottom left, just press it, but you have to..."
Bang!
"Oh! Merlin!"
"But be careful, because when I made this sofa, I forgot to add a damper. Also, don't be so fast in the future, like the Flash. It's best to let others finish speaking." Kaisen said as he handed over a tissue box, allowing poor Mr. Lupin to wipe the blood from his nose.
"Oh... Where did you go, sir?"
"Just call me Kaisen. I went to buy some supplies. If nothing unexpected happens, we might have to survive in the wild for a few days. And there's this." Kaisen said, handing over the heavily modified Z9 broom.
"My Merlin, is this still a Z9?"
"Of course."
"Then when do we leave?" Lupin rode it and tested the comfort, as for the speed, he naturally couldn't test it.
Even if he couldn't afford it before, he knew the reputation of the Z9 broom. Testing it in the house, either the house would lose and he'd fly out a big hole, or the house would win, and he'd become Lupin-pancake or Lupin-sauce.
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