Soon, Kaisen knocked away the two pieces of obsidian, releasing all four of them.
The Weasley Twins were naturally unharmed, but the Pettier Sisters… they were standing in front of Professor Kaisen.
"Tell me, why did you skip class?"
"Professor, we didn't skip class, we asked for leave."
"Where's the leave slip?"
"Here."
Kaisen took the leave slip and glanced at it...
"Sick leave… and then came out to practice magic?"
"...Alright, it's really just that Professor Snape is too… too scary. We'd honestly rather smell Professor Quirrell's garlic than face him."
"But he does have excellent professional competence, much stronger than Quirrell. The leave slip has been signed… I hope you won't deceive a Professor like this again."
Kaisen returned the leave slip to the Pettier Sisters.
"Professor, where are we going later?" The Pettier Sisters still seemed to want to practice magic for a while in that empty classroom. Seeing this, Kaisen also temporarily shed his patient identity and swaggered back to his office to lie on the reclining chair, feeling utterly content.
"This is the life people should live, truly."
"Professor, want some fruit?" Cedric asked, bringing over a few fruits he had washed in a basin.
"No, no, I've been eating them all day. You eat them. I'll just comfortably read a book." Kaisen waved his hand.
The wonderful time would have continued like this until Hermione finished class. She rushed over with her companions at a speed that would make Einstein's head spin.
Bang, bang, bang!!!
Bang, bang, bang!!!
A terrifying knocking suddenly echoed from the office door. Kaisen jolted upright.
"What's going on? Whichever of you three it is, go investigate." he said.
"No need to investigate, it should be Granger and them… Huh? Where did our Potion go?" George Weasley rummaged through his pocket and quickly pulled out an empty Polyjuice Potion bottle without any hair in it.
Then Kaisen quickly threw one of his own hairs into it.
"I'm giving you a chance to enjoy Hermione personally feeding you fruit. Choose someone quickly, I'm out of here first."
Kaisen put on his coat and disappeared from the office with a roar.
The three remaining people in the office instantly decided the ownership of the Potion.
Mainly, George's actions were too fast, so fast that before Cedric could react, the Potion was poured into his mouth.
"Be brothers."
"In our hearts!"
The Weasley Twins, each saying a line, pressed the poor Cedric onto the bed, while on the other side...
"That's how it is. I shamelessly sold them three out and decided to read some books here… Do you have any novels here?"
"On the second shelf, but I've enchanted them so you can't see the covers. You can only pick a book by feel, like a lottery." Dumbledore said with a chuckle, stirring his coffee with a spoon.
"Other people's magic makes life convenient, but your magic is constantly… urging you to enjoy… your true self." Kaisen, uncharacteristically, gave an emotionally intelligent reply.
"Thank you for using such gentle words. The few people who knew I did this before, they all showed an expression called pity. I don't know why." Dumbledore said, a little speechless.
"Mm-hmm… 'The Count of Monte Cristo'? I haven't read this one before."
"Then I'd say you're lucky. Last time Filius came here to look for a book, he found a 'Introduction to Mathematics'."
"Poor old man, I just want to pass the time now, to make time fly by until curfew… The Little Wizards are too enthusiastic, I can't quite handle it, you know." Kaisen said bitterly.
Dumbledore shook his head and took a sip of coffee: "You don't know how many people envy you."
"Hmm… What should I do if I suddenly feel a bit smug?"
"Perhaps… go back and accept the Little Wizards' enthusiasm?" Dumbledore suggested.
"Cough cough… This, that's a separate matter." After Kaisen spoke, he somehow seemed to hear a soft chuckle from Dumbledore.
"Are you laughing at me?"
"No, of course not."
"Then what were you laughing at just now?"
"...Hmm… This book's cover is very funny."
"....."
Kaisen slowly passed the time at Dumbledore's place until curfew, then finally, feeling very sneaky, he left the Headmaster's office and leisurely walked towards the Hogwarts kitchen.
As for the kitchen entrance, Dumbledore told him about it. In short, after eating so-called healthy food all day under Hermione's supervision, Kaisen desperately needed some "junk food" rich in oil, sugar, and salt to comfort his dry taste buds at this moment.
Really, after a whole day of healthy food, his taste buds were parched.
"Hello, Professor Kaisen, what do you need?" asked a House-elf wearing clothes with the Hogwarts emblem.
"Get me some junk food." Kaisen said bluntly.
The little elf in front of him shook his head in alarm: "No, no, no! Impossible, Professor Kaisen, the Hogwarts kitchen cannot have junk food, that is absolutely impossible!"
"Alright… Do you have fried chicken cutlets or anything like that? Please pack some for me, thank you." Kaisen quickly changed his wording.
"Oh, of course, benevolent Professor Kaisen, you don't need to use honorifics at all, you just need to…"
This House-elf was clearly a chatterbox. He talked incessantly while pulling out ingredients and seasonings from various parts of the kitchen and starting to prepare the food.
Soon, Kaisen walked out of the kitchen, holding a full greasy paper bag, and headed towards his office.
The experience of being confined to bed for most of the day made him deeply believe that one should not be too lazy.
Sometimes walking is much more comfortable than lying in bed.
Until he returned to the office, and then he saw a mirror.
No, it wasn't a mirror, but poor Cedric.
Because if it were either George or Fred, then there should be a third person here at this moment.
But now there were truly only two Kaisens.
Kaisen patted Cedric's shoulder, casually picked up a glass, and it abruptly filled with milk.
"You've suffered."
Cedric shook his head: "Not suffering, Professor."
Kaisen's eyes lit up: "You think this is not bad? That's great! Don't drink the milk, please pretend for another day tomorrow!"
"??? Huh? Professor, I was just being polite." Cedric said, his expression somewhat crumbling.
"...Can't hear you."
"Huh?"
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