Sirius yawned, raising his eyelids. He had known about the rat for a long time, ever since he was in Azkaban.
However, he was now in Hogwarts, and while it was the most magical place in all of England, it was also, frustratingly, the place with the most thorough magical regulation.
He had been wandering around the Castle for a long time and hadn't found a single wand.
Secondly, it was currently the holidays, and the Weasley family should still be in Egypt, so he and that stinky rat were simply too far apart in time and space.
"Ugh… a dog's life is confusing. When will this damn holiday end?"
Sirius lay on the carpet, silently muttering words that would drive countless students mad if they heard them.
Merlin seemed to answer his wish; time passed unusually quickly, and soon the start of the school year was approaching. The annoying Fudge finally arrived at Hogwarts, escorted by a large group of Aurors.
Dementors came with him.
"Heh heh, the esteemed Minister for Magic needs such a large group of Aurors to protect him when he's around Dementors, and yet he just so casually puts these Dementors in Dumbledore's care?" Kayson said, sitting on a step in front of the Hogwarts gate.
He had no particular reason to be there; Dumbledore hadn't called him, nor had Fudge. He seemed to have come simply to make a sarcastic remark to Fudge.
Fudge's mouth twitched, but he had no intention of retorting. This Alchemy Professor was so reckless and didn't think before he acted; if he got into an argument with him here, Kayson might just slap him, and the Aurors around him might not even help him.
Although his plan to put Dementors in Hogwarts was indeed a blunder, he had Dumbledore's consent. However, Dumbledore was now acting as if nothing had happened, while he himself had to endure the disapproval of almost every member of the Ministry of Magic.
And the reason this Alchemy Professor appeared here was very likely to deliberately provoke him, so he could find an excuse to beat him up…
Must not get angry, must not get angry…
Fudge took a while to compose himself before finally forcing out a smile: "Well then, we should be going back now."
"Safe travels," Dumbledore said politely.
Fudge left with a large group of Aurors, leaving behind Dementors piled throughout Hogwarts.
"….No, I have to write a letter to Fudge. If even one hair of a Little Wizards is harmed by these Dementors, I will plant his head in a flowerpot… specifically, planted alone." Kayson pouted and started writing as soon as he returned to his office.
Meanwhile, Sirius was gritting his teeth in front of a full-length mirror, as if the air in his mouth was the illusory Peter Pettigrew. He was currently practicing how to deliver a fatal blow to Peter Pettigrew.
What he saw as an incredibly fierce and cool scene, to the other person in the office…
"What's up? Want to go out?" Kayson, sitting in his seat, asked Sirius, who was wiggling his butt in various ways in front of the mirror.
Sirius suddenly turned his head, his eyes sparkling as if to say: "Can I? Can I? Can I????"
"No, you can't… It's new student intake today. What if a big black dog as big as a wolf scares them? Or I could make you an automatic dog-walking puppet. If you let the puppet lead you, I'll let you out." Kayson said, rolling his eyes.
Sirius, however, shook his head like a rattle-drum.
"Alright, then you'll just have to wait a while before you can go out, until the Little Wizards have all heard about you, the big black dog in the Castle, from the older students."
As Kayson spoke, he used Ender Teleportation to arrive at the Owlery. Soon, that letter would fly to Fudge's office desk under the escort of an owl.
The meaning of the letter was also very clear: if even one Little Wizards was harmed by a Dementor, he would personally go to the Ministry of Magic, twist off Fudge's head, and plant it in a flowerpot.
Although he didn't know when the letter would reach Fudge's desk, it would probably take at least half a day. And during that half-day, the Little Wizards couldn't enter Hogwarts, let alone be harmed by Dementors.
As for this so-called Dementor harm, Kayson asked himself… it would definitely happen, it was just a matter of time.
After all, putting Dementors in Hogwarts was like putting a big bad wolf in a flock of sheep; perhaps they weren't doing anything now, simply because they weren't hungry.
Once they got hungry, even with a Withering Charm, even with a Patronus Charm, it would be difficult to prevent the Dementors from finding an opening.
So that letter could not only be seen as a warning letter but also as a premonition letter. Who knows when he might suddenly appear behind Fudge's office chair, crush his skull with his bare hands, twist off his head, and stick it into a flowerpot.
However, such a thing should not happen now; it should at least be some time later, once these Dementors are hungry.
In other words, at least for today, he was definitely relaxed.
At the same time…
"Are you feeling better, Harry?" Hermione knelt beside Harry, asking worriedly.
"Do you know what that felt like… it was like those black and white silent films from the turn of the century, a feeling of extreme boredom throughout one's entire life." Harry took a while to recover before forcing out an ugly smile.
"Your joke isn't as good as George and Fred's… at least I can understand theirs."
"Say less."
"Have another piece of chocolate." Hermione and Neville said, one after the other.
Harry nodded, took the chocolate from Ron's hand, and put it in his mouth, which made him feel a little more comfortable.
"This chocolate is quite tasty. Do you want to try some?"
"No, no, you clearly need it most in this situation." The other three shook their heads and said.
"Alright, I've already driven all the Dementors from the train? I've also written to Dumbledore, rest assured." Lupin said after pulling open the door and entering the compartment.
"That's good…"
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts…
Dumbledore noticed a sudden ink stain on a piece of parchment on his desk and picked it up with some surprise to look at it.
Soon, his brows furrowed…
He remembered Kayson saying he would give Fudge a hard time…
"I should remind him." Dumbledore wrote a letter, which would quickly arrive in Fudge's mailbox with the aid of wind magic.
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