Kayson returned to his office and hadn't even had a chance to take off his Wizard robe when the crystal ball on his desk lit up.
He casually patted it, and soon Harry and the others arrived beside him in a small boat.
"Professor, are you alright?" Neville asked with some concern.
Kayson shook his head: "Let's have some faith in Dumbledore's network, and the trial isn't immediate. The Professors of Hogwarts and Dumbledore will all help me, so you don't need to worry."
"Professor... did you really chop off Fudge's arm?" Ron's questions were always so unexpected, and even Bruce sniffing around him couldn't stop him from asking such abstract questions.
"Actually, at first, I didn't want to be so ruthless. I only wanted to chop off his hand, but then his complete lack of knowledge angered me a bit, and I impulsively chopped off his arm. But now I regret it," Kayson said faintly.
"You regret being so impulsive?" Hermione asked.
"I regret not chopping off his head at the time."
"...."
Silence x 4.
"Professor, the Sorting Hat must have sorted you into the wrong house. You're clearly a Gryffindor," Harry exclaimed.
"I think it sorted me quite well... at least I think it's accurate, and who says a Little Wizards can't chop an enemy to pieces in a fit of rage?" Kayson said with a sidelong smile.
"Uh... alright, Professor, as long as you know what you're doing..." Hermione clearly didn't know what else to say.
"Is there anything else?" Kayson said, looking helplessly at Bruce, who was about to pounce on Ron, grabbing his tail and pulling him back, then clamping his dog head between his legs.
"Professor, I actually quite like him," Ron explained.
"I can see he likes you very much, but I don't have a silencing collar for him, and it wouldn't be good if he accidentally hurt you," Kayson said, even tapping Bruce's head.
Everyone only heard two dull thuds.
Clearly, Sirius had been hit hard.
"Also, there are a lot of Dementors surrounding the Castle outside right now. Although theoretically they won't enter Hogwarts, you all should know that whenever I say something like this, things always develop in unexpected ways, so try not to wander around at night this semester."
"Although I know you probably won't listen to what I just said..." Kayson said helplessly.
"Actually, we will listen this time," Harry said seriously.
"I doubt that."
"Alright." The few of them chatted for a while longer, then Harry and the others left. Kayson stretched vigorously. He had an 8 AM class tomorrow, so he needed to go to bed early today.
The next day...
"You know what I'm going to say, don't you?" Kayson stood at the podium, looking at the newly promoted third-year Little Wizards below, and asked.
The Little Wizards looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison.
"That is, your progress has already started to fall behind, children. Originally, I prepared a very complete syllabus," Kayson cleared his throat and said. As for the syllabus... what was that?
But even if he didn't have one, he still had to say it that way.
"Professor, may I ask who we've fallen behind?" Draco Malfoy came to Alchemy class alone, because his other two companions clearly didn't have confidence in themselves, so they enrolled in another subject with a very easy final exam.
And Goyle and Crabbe were the only two students in this year who didn't enroll in Alchemy.
It's worth mentioning that Divination Class's reputation was once again damaged.
"You're falling behind Mr. Neville Longbottom, who is also a third-year," Kayson replied.
All the Little Wizards in the classroom couldn't help but look at Neville Longbottom, and the meaning in their eyes was very easy to read.
We're all slacking off, so how did you, kid, secretly get ahead?
Is this right?
This isn't right.
This strange gaze was especially prevalent among the Gryffindor Little Wizards.
"Alright, students, do you remember the Withering Charm I gave you yesterday? Now, put all your Withering Charms in one corner of your desks," Kayson continued.
Soon, the Little Wizards all complied, and Kayson collected all the charms, confirming they were all genuine and that no Little Wizards who wanted to dine with Death had secretly kept a small Wither.
This was very good.
"Alright, students, I regret to inform you that from now on, you have lost the protection of the Withering Charm at Hogwarts. They have temporarily left you," Kayson waved his hand, and the Withering Charms flew up and circled around him.
With a snap of his fingers, they all vanished into thin air.
The Little Wizards below looked at this scene with embarrassed expressions, while Kayson distributed his design drawings and Alchemy blueprints.
"Since you have all enrolled in my Alchemy class, it is very necessary for me to improve your Alchemy skills. For example, this Withering Charm is your final exam for this year. I'm telling you in advance, although it's very simple for me to make this, it's still quite a challenge for you."
"Of course, this is not just your final grade; it is also your pass to freely play outside the Castle this year. After all, everyone can see that there are a lot of Dementors outside the Castle. Although theoretically they cannot set foot within Hogwarts territory, I am very uneasy about the Ministry of Magic's promises."
The Little Wizards all nodded in agreement. If the Ministry of Magic were truly reliable, there wouldn't have been that urgent The Daily Prophet yesterday, and student Fudge wouldn't have had an arm chopped off, only just stopping the bleeding this morning.
"Of course, free entry and exit from the Castle isn't just about the Withering Charm. You can also learn the Patronus Charm during Defense Against the Dark Arts Class."
"I also have a collaboration with your Professor Lupin. For example, if you successfully create a Withering Charm, your Defense Against the Dark Arts Class grade will be averaged with your Alchemy grade."
"That is to say, if you successfully create a Withering Charm and get an O [Outstanding] in Alchemy, even if you don't take the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class final exam, your Defense Against the Dark Arts Class grade will be averaged with your Alchemy grade, and you will get an A [Acceptable] in both subjects, and vice versa."
"Of course, I still advise you to study hard every day, because my information shows that your Dean has decided that this year's grades will consider an A as failing. Although this grade is enough for you to successfully advance to the fourth year, the necessary punishments will not be less."
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