Kaisen looked at Dumbledore's calm demeanor, falling silent for a moment, then spoke, "If everything is under your control, then what about today's events?"
"Today's events were an accident."
"If you keep doing this, you'll regret it someday."
"Perhaps, but before that, I am still the Principal of Hogwarts, and I have the right to..."
Bang!
Kaisen punched Dumbledore's slightly crooked nose, then stormed out of the office, slamming the door with a loud bang.
"Ah... familiar force..." Dumbledore murmured, covering his nose.
"If he had used a bit more force, my nose might even have been straightened."
Meanwhile, Kaisen, who had left the office, was heading towards the Medical Wing.
Then...
[Satisfaction from Dumbledore +10]
[Trust from Dumbledore +10]
[Affection from Dumbledore +10]
"??? Is this some kind of masochistic Hobbies?"
Kaisen shivered instinctively, then quickly shook the thought out of his head, arriving at the Medical Wing. Taking advantage of Madam Pomfrey's distraction, he slipped into Quirrell's ward.
He was contemplating whether to use an anvil, obsidian, or just blast Quirrell to pieces with a Decay Skull, along with Lord Voldemort behind his head.
"Kaisen." A low voice came from behind him.
Kaisen looked back and whispered, "Severus?"
"We need to talk."
"If Dumbledore sent you, I'm sorry, at least not until I've finished this."
Snape nodded obligingly and even turned his back.
Kaisen flipped Quirrell over, face down, back up. In the end, he still didn't use a Decay Skull.
However, he still took out the obsidian and meticulously crushed his spine into powder, focusing on hitting the back of his head more than ten times.
Finally, Snape, hearing the strange sounds, pulled Kaisen, who was in the midst of his assault, and shook his head at him.
"Phew!"
Kaisen left the Medical Wing with Snape, who walked ahead and suddenly said, "That's not a serious injury for Madam Pomfrey."
"I didn't really want to kill him... Well, I did have the thought, but I still have my sanity. Although I don't know Dumbledore's exact plan, I respect it."
"I just thought that if those two guys stayed in bed for a few more days, Hogwarts would have a few more peaceful days," Kaisen explained.
"I have to say, you are a truly good person," Snape commented, listening to the murmuring behind him.
"I'll take that as a compliment." Kaisen nodded.
"Suit yourself. You don't need to think so much. Dumbledore has never told you that he is a thoroughly good person. Do you know he has a nickname? The White Dark Lord."
"I was mentally prepared before. I also know that a good person in the traditional sense can't become the Principal of a magic school, let alone one that has to argue with the Ministry of Magic."
"I just hate his... I can't quite put my finger on it, but his arrogance almost sent four Little Wizardss to meet Merlin, and he kept saying it was all part of the plan, all under control. I couldn't hold back for a moment..."
"Perhaps I should apologize to him sometime."
Snape quietly listened, and when he heard that Kaisen had given Dumbledore a good punch to the nose, he even smiled.
"Honestly, you did what I always wanted to do."
"Perhaps, but why you? Is it also because of the Little Wizardss' safety?"
"No."
"Worker's resentment towards the boss?"
"Not that either. This issue is more complex."
"Alright." Kaisen shrugged, saying nothing more.
"Dumbledore sent me to confirm that you only intended to temporarily incapacitate Quirrell from causing trouble and to vent your anger. Now my mission is complete, and I remember you don't have classes next... Perhaps find a way to relax."
"Wow, is this comfort?"
"If you think so, then it is."
"Thanks. I might find a small room to redecorate, like Hagrid's hut. I've always wanted to tear that little house down and rebuild it."
"Suit yourself."
Back in his office, Kaisen slumped into his office chair, leaning back with his feet propped on the desk.
He had been too hasty just now. He should have checked on Harry and Neville first, and then smashed Quirrell's spine.
He got the order wrong. Now he didn't plan to go, or rather, couldn't go, as he was truly bad at lying.
Otherwise, Madam Pomfrey would angrily ask him, "Do you know who usually holds a grudge against Professor Quirrell?"
At that moment, he definitely wouldn't be able to hold back.
Definitely, he might even laugh out loud.
Just as he maintained this incredibly comfortable posture, appreciating the greatness of ergonomics, there was a knock on the office door.
"I didn't lock the door, come in."
Dumbledore walked in with a gauze pad and what looked like a splint on his nose, carrying a fruit basket.
"Kaisen, I apologize for my arrogance." Dumbledore walked in and placed the fruit basket on the desk.
Kaisen awkwardly took his feet off the desk.
"You didn't hurt me. You should apologize to Harry and Neville, and Hermione too."
"And Ron, seriously, he's truly a Gryffindor. At that moment, he even wanted to hug the Troll's neck and choke it, even though the Troll's neck was thicker than his waist."
"They've woken up, and I've sincerely apologized to them as well."
"Now I'm here to apologize to you. My arrogance hurt the heart of a great Professor who truly loves Hogwarts and loves the Little Wizardss." Dumbledore sat down and said earnestly.
"It feels a bit awkward... And don't look at me like that, it's quite sappy," Kaisen said with a slight shiver.
Dumbledore shook his head.
"Alright." Kaisen sat up straighter. He wasn't very good at these grand pronouncements, so he chose to change the subject.
"I don't know your specific plan, but now that Quirrell is incapacitated by me, he shouldn't be able to cause trouble until his new spine grows back."
"I'm glad you didn't kill him outright," Dumbledore said.
"Actually, I wanted to, but then I thought about how difficult Lord Voldemort is to kill, according to you, so keeping him under your nose might be a method."
"Thank you for your understanding."