"Transfiguration magic, when mastered, allows for myriad transformations, making one invincible against any weapon," Kayson said, sitting calmly on the sofa.
"Professor McGonagall said my Transfiguration has reached its peak, and it'll be difficult to improve further in the short term," Cedric shook his head.
"When incantation magic is mastered, its great power returns to oneself, becoming a Verbal Law," Kayson continued.
"Professor Flitwick said I've learned all the spells I can at my age. The rest are Dark Arts and forbidden spells that drain magic and life force. I won't learn those, I won't learn those."
Kayson clicked his tongue: "You foolish child, you won't learn this... you won't learn that..."
"Professor, you're talking strangely today," Cedric complained softly.
Kayson, halfway through his grandstanding, sighed awkwardly and straightened up: "Tell me, what do you plan to learn?"
"Professor, something like your mechanical arm or the praying mantis blade would be great," Cedric said excitedly, revealing his true intentions.
"That's very difficult, you know. Not to mention the difficulty and how you would control it, once you have that mechanical arm, you'll no longer be an ordinary person. Other Wizards might look at you strangely, you know," Kayson said softly.
"Professor, I'm not afraid!"
"Then you'll have to ask your parents. You're only 17 now, and you can't fully be responsible for your body... After all, my type of Alchemy modification is indeed dangerous," Kayson said, making his expression serious.
"Hmm... I'll go back and write a letter to ask... If he were a Gryffindor, it would be great..." Cedric pondered for a moment before squeezing out that sentence.
"Mm-hmm, I hope your parents agree to your request..." Kayson nodded.
Cedric bowed and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something: "Professor, I noticed something on Harry Potter's wrist..."
"That was an uncontrollable factor. Harry's wrist was first modified by a Wizard organization that has already been destroyed. What I did was an emergency repair; otherwise, it would be difficult for him to even cast a Lumos," Kayson explained.
"Alright, Professor, bye-bye," Cedric said, looking a bit wronged.
"...He's wronged??? What?" Kayson said, a little bewildered by the whole situation.
Now the dust has settled, but it hasn't settled yet.
After Cedric left, Kayson no longer felt like slacking off in his office. After casting an invisibility spell on himself, he slowly left the office and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.
Hogwarts Castle's accommodation is basically one person per spot. Of course, there are extra rooms, but if you're not part of Hogwarts, not even the Minister for Magic can stay there.
Of course, this also depends on your favorability. As for favorability, you naturally need to curry favor with Dumbledore. Besides that, Durmstrang, for example, lives in their dark ship...
"Dark ship... that name is a bit of a headache," Kayson suddenly complained.
Beauxbatons lives in their carriage, and correspondingly, the Dragon Reserve personnel have also set up tents in the Forbidden Forest.
Kayson walked to the Dragon Reserve's camp and found Lupin, who was playing poker with his colleagues by the bonfire. He gently patted him.
The latter, however, seemed to feel nothing and merely shrugged his shoulders.
Kayson took a deep breath and kicked Lupin in the backside. This time, Lupin felt the familiar force and quickly scratched the back of his head, chuckling: "Well, I'm going to find a restroom, hold on."
With that, he walked towards a small building not far away. Kayson quickly followed him. After entering the restroom, he took a sip of milk and dispelled his invisibility.
"So... where did you get the pipes and sewers to install a toilet here?" Kayson asked immediately, seeing that Lupin had already set up soundproofing magic.
"You went to all this trouble just to ask me about this?" Lupin asked, his expression a little broken.
"Of course not, but I was indeed curious. Are there any problems with Nios?" Kayson asked.
Lupin shook his head: "I haven't found anything on him that shouldn't be there, like Dark Arts aura or a Dark Mark. No strange people have contacted him either. His usual pastimes are beating dragons and beating dragons, with an occasional game of chess."
"Mm-hmm, that's good. After all, I'm not a Gryffindor, so the fewer incidents, the better," Kayson nodded.
"How are you all doing? Where's Harry now?" Lupin continued to ask.
"Harry's fine, eating and drinking well every day, it's just his scar tends to hurt... Oh right! His scar hurts, I forgot to take him to Dumbledore!" Kayson's eyes widened, and he slapped his palm with his fist.
"Oh, you're really carefree," Lupin said with a helpless sigh, slapping his forehead with his palm.
"I can't help it, these past few days have been eventful, with a lot going on," Kayson awkwardly rubbed his chin: "Well, I'm going to take Harry to Dumbledore now, bye-bye. As for Nios, I hope he's not a Death Eater or anything like that, but what if he's just really good at hiding it, right?"
"Hmm, I'll continue to keep an eye on him," Lupin nodded.
"I trust you! Bye-bye." After Kayson finished speaking, he immediately left the restroom with Ender Teleportation. Lupin also walked out of the restroom, pretending he had just pulled up his pants, and then he saw his colleagues looking at him with strange expressions.
"As expected of a top student from Hogwarts, even going to the toilet has special effects!" one of his colleagues finally couldn't hold back his laughter and said.
At this moment, Lupin looked back in confusion, only to see purple particles from Kayson's teleportation surge out of the restroom door and slowly dissipate.
"Holy crap..." Lupin murmured, turning red, as red as a boiled lobster.
Returning inside Hogwarts Castle, Kayson found Hermione, who was furiously gaining experience points +3+3+3+3+3+3+3 in the Library.
"Hello, do you know where Harry should be right now?" Kayson asked, sitting opposite Hermione.
"He should be in the common room, Professor. Do you need him for something?" Hermione asked.
Kayson pointed to his forehead: "Remember Harry's scar hurting? I'm taking him to Dumbledore to have it looked at."
Hermione nodded and put her book back on the shelf: "Then I'll help you find him."
"Thanks."
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