"No, no, no… I'm not drinking anymore. I said before, if I drink again, I'm a dog."
"What's the big deal? Everyone is…"
After Kaisen gulped down the last bit of Lupin's liquor in a few mouthfuls, the two of them shamelessly and discreetly arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, near Diagon Alley. They drank cup after cup under the speechless and more speechless gaze of Sirius, who was curled up under their table.
"Hey? How did this dog get into the Leaky Cauldron?"
Kaisen, holding a mug of beer, suddenly looked at Sirius under the table and curiously asked Old Tom behind the counter.
"Maybe it has some magic blood in it. Anyway, it just suddenly ran into my shop," Old Tom replied while wiping a glass.
"magic blood?"
Kaisen looked at Sirius strangely.
"Beast."
"Where does it have magic blood?"
"Perhaps it's too diluted."
Kaisen nodded, listening to the others' replies. Maybe this dog had magic, whether it was magic it picked up or magic in its bloodline didn't matter.
Perhaps it was just a bit diluted; maybe one of this dog's ancestors had… with a Werewolf.
After all, the magic world doesn't care about reproductive isolation.
"But this dog's expression when looking at us is so strange." Lupin, already drunk, still focused a large part of his gaze on this big dog.
Although Kaisen's solid proof confirmed that this big dog was indeed just a big dog, its dark, sleek appearance and impressive physique that made other dogs envious, truly reminded him of one of his…
A former friend.
A question mark appeared above Kaisen's head.
"What's strange?"
"I said this dog's expression when looking at us is strange."
Kaisen also put down his mug and seriously observed the dog at his feet.
"…..mm...."
"I think… it probably wants to…"
"Dance with us."
With that, Kaisen bent down and took one of Sirius's front paws under Sirius's horrified gaze. Although Lupin didn't know what Kaisen was up to, he also took the big black dog's other front paw.
The two men and one dog stumbled out of the Leaky Cauldron, doing a high-kick dance, all the way to the Muggle world. Under the various spotlights of the Muggle world, the two men and one dog gradually danced into the distance.
However, thankfully, Lupin still had a tiny bit of sanity. He dragged Kaisen and Sirius into a deserted alley, wanting to separate Kaisen and Sirius.
But then he awkwardly realized… they couldn't be separated. The man and the dog were inseparable, as sweet as honey. The moment they were separated, the man wanted the dog like a dog wants a dog.
The dog, with tears in his eyes, wanted the man like a human wants a human.
"Forget it, forget it. Anyway, your office is big enough." Lupin somewhat helplessly pulled out a small Portkey from his pocket. Amidst spatial distortion, the two men and one dog returned to Hogwarts.
Upon returning to Hogwarts, Sirius immediately let go of Kaisen, whom he had been clinging to, displaying the face of a dog to perfection.
He stood in the corridor, shaking his head as if trying to figure out where in the Castle he was. He made a judgment almost instantly and was about to bolt.
He wanted to find the Gryffindor Tower, subjectively precisely and objectively coincidentally, to see his dear James… no.
His godson.
"Hey? Where are you going?!"
Sirius leaped towards the distance, and before his front paws landed, two arms wrapped around his soft belly.
"Woof!"
Under the immense speed and sudden resistance, Sirius almost turned into a '<'.
"Alright, Lupin, this is as far as we go. We're going to sleep." Kaisen mumbled to Lupin, then carried Sirius back to his office.
Because he was holding a dog, he couldn't directly use Ender Teleportation.
So, at this moment, he truly regretted not having placed a few brooms at the entrance.
Of course, he wasn't going to ride one now; he had been drinking. As the saying goes, don't ride a broom when drunk, and don't drink when riding a broom.
He wanted the big dog in his arms to ride. The big dog hadn't been drinking, so it would be safe to ride.
Just as he was thinking, the Z9 broom appeared by his hand at the right time. He naturally sat on the broom's seat, holding Sirius in front of him, letting his two paws grip the broom's speed control and steering.
"Go, Bruce! You can do it! If you fly us up to the fourth floor, we can get a good night's sleep!" Kaisen said cheerfully.
Sirius's dog face looked back at the seemingly very happy Kaisen with some exasperation. He then looked down at the broom between his butt cheeks, deeply confirming that all alcoholic beverages were not proper things, and he, as a dog, should avoid them.
However, his dog brain recalled the conversation with General Kaisen on the cliff earlier.
Since that guy's goal was to kill this Professor Kaisen behind him, then what if he just rode the broom and gave him an unlimited straight acceleration?
Anyway, he was a dog, with a tough head and a hard life, while that stupid biped behind him was a human. If his toe hit a table leg, his health bar would be empty. It should work, right?
But soon, the rationality in his dog brain overcame the Gryffindor thinking in his human brain.
Just a short while ago, perhaps last night, the guy who rescued him from Azkaban suddenly seemed to lose his mind. All day long, he just sat on the sofa in the corner, neither eating nor sleeping, nor speaking.
He flat-out refused to communicate, giving him, a dog, the silent treatment.
In this situation, the last shred of rationality in Sirius's dog brain still made him take a breath. If he directly crashed Professor Kaisen behind him to his death now, what if that masked General Kaisen still refused to communicate? Then he would be at a huge loss.
It was better to wait and see, awaiting further instructions from that guy.
However…
He looked down at this broom under his butt, which looked incredibly, utterly, super cool. Immediately, the magic broom controlled his brain, and Gryffindor influenced his thoughts.
His dog brain's rationality was thrown ten thousand miles away, and instead, Gryffindor's thinking took over completely.
He decided to quietly ride it around for a bit. After all, the area of this huge office definitely looked no smaller than a Quidditch pitch.
Emmmm...…
No sooner said than done!
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