Ultimately, Harry didn't end up riding Sirius for four laps....
Because Sirius was under Kaisen's crotch.
All in all, this Sirius ran incredibly fast and was incredibly strong.
Kaisen could ride on his back and he could still run this fast.
Truly, pure talent.
Even this Sirius was able to closely follow Harry's heels, running from late night until dawn, still circling at Harry's feet, who was already resting on the sofa.
"Alright, drink this hot chocolate milk, then go back to sleep. It's Saturday today, otherwise you'd be getting invigorating potions from Madam Pomfrey and going to class."
"Of course, we will," Harry said, looking drained, as if those four laps had taken half his life.
"Mm-hmm, in the future... well, I know I can't control you Gryffindors. I've always turned a blind eye to your night wanderings, but yesterday Grindelwald was at Hogwarts, and it was too dangerous for you to be out at night."
"However, considering you didn't know he was coming to Hogwarts beforehand... Gryffindor gets forty points. Now, all of you, go back."
Kaisen pointed to the office door far in the distance.
At this moment, Neville suddenly stood up.
"Professor Kaisen... thank you!"
He bowed solemnly to Kaisen.
"I only made a small contribution; Lockhart did most of the work... Did you thank him?" Kaisen quickly helped Neville up and said.
"Yes, we even invited him to Longbottom Manor for Christmas, but it's a pity Professor you weren't there," Neville said, rubbing the corner of his eye with his hand.
"Alright, I can see you had a very happy Christmas this time," Kaisen said with a smile, then he noticed Harry's expression on the sofa suddenly become a bit downcast.
At this moment, he was the only one of the four Gryffindor youngsters whose parents were not present.
With Harry's kindness, he was naturally happy for Neville from the bottom of his heart, but in such a comparison, it was inevitable that he felt uncomfortable.
"Harry, you..." Kaisen stopped mid-sentence, truly not knowing what to say to make Harry feel better at that moment.
"Then Professor, shall we leave now?"
Harry also noticed Professor Kaisen's awkwardness and, with high emotional intelligence, was about to pull his friends to leave.
..."Wait, here's a gift for you," Kaisen quickly stopped Harry, waved his hand, and the Z9 broom he had heavily modified appeared in his hand.
"This is a flying broomstick I've modified. See if you like it? Of course, if you don't think it's good, I can make you a new one... Consider it a Christmas gift. The three of you also get one, don't worry."
Neville shook his head: "I've already received my Christmas gift."
"Alright then, you two."
Ron and Hermione exchanged glances: "Uh... no, no, we don't lack... no, uh... give our share to Harry."
"Mm-hmm, give it to Harry."
Harry took the broom and nodded: "This one is very good."
"I hope so."
Sirius, lying at Harry's feet, had drooping eyelids and seemed uninterested.
He now had a hint of doubt about his twelve-year-old self. His so-called voluntary acceptance of punishment, his so-called atonement, but leaving a child fatherless outside...
He even now believed that his so-called godfatherly love for Harry was even less than that of the Professor sitting on the opposite sofa.
No, saying that is flattering himself; he didn't even have time to give before he was locked up in Azkaban.
"This dog looks very sad," Neville said, looking at Sirius at Harry's feet.
"Mm, this dog is very human-like."
Harry also looked at the big black dog lying on the ground with some amusement, stroking its head with his hand.
"Then Professor, shall we go now?" Harry said, holding the Z9 broom.
"Mm, ride the broom slowly; this one is more than a little faster than the Nimbus 2000," Kaisen cautioned.
Harry nodded, and the four walked towards the distant door, while Sirius, with his tail drooping, went to see them off.
Kaisen then moved the tea set on the coffee table to the corner; a House-elf would come to collect and clean it later.
He himself used Ender Teleportation to leave the office, appearing in the Headmaster's office, intending to demand an explanation for Grindelwald's verbal antics and his stay at Hogwarts.
"Dumbledore... why are you still here?" Kaisen said halfway, then saw Grindelwald sitting in the corner of the office.
"Apparently, Albus thinks no one can watch me, so he decided to come in person," Grindelwald replied, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, reading The Daily Prophet.
"...So... Dumbledore, yesterday Mr. Grindelwald said he would be the next Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor." Kaisen sat down in front of Dumbledore's desk, looking a bit helpless.
"I believe he can very well... fulfill this position," Dumbledore said.
Kaisen nodded. Clearly, he had received Dumbledore's personal confirmation, and he now understood that Dumbledore and Grindelwald's relationship must be quite good, and not just ordinarily good; in short, it was the kind of good where they didn't need to save face.
"Wow... wow wow wow... Dumbledore? I have to say, you're truly creative. Let me think, last year you let Quirrell in, and that guy had a Dark Lord growing on the back of his head..." Kaisen glanced at Grindelwald and added: "The Second Generation."
"This year, the notebook contained the youthful version of the Second Generation Dark Lord."
"I don't know if there will be a Dark Lord next year, unless Lupin also goes out for a stroll and gets possessed, but that should be impossible, we can make other guesses."
"Then the year after next, you invited the First Generation Dark Lord to Hogwarts to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. Is this some strange Hobbies of yours? Or is it the so-called... filling the void of Hogwarts not having a Dark Lord?"
"Honestly, I'm trusting your brain less and less now. May I ask, what kind of medicinal herbs, what kind of 'Ren Zhong Huang' or 'Wang Yue Sha' are in your head?"
"Or is it something else? Honey?"
"Cough cough, Kaisen, let's talk and scold, but please don't resort to personal attacks," Dumbledore said, awkwardly rubbing his face.
"Oh... be glad it's me sitting here and not Snape..."
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