They exchanged glances, then casually turned and left the office, making way for Hogwarts Gryffindor's F4.
Of course, Ron was the main reason for their visit this time; the other three were just accompanying him.
Ron looked at Kayson with a hint of embarrassment. After some thought, he felt it would be impolite to get straight to the point, so he decided to start with some small talk.
"Um, Professor, I just saw George and Fred leave. Was something going on?" Ron asked.
"Oh, you all know they want to open a joke shop, right?" Kayson said.
"Mm-hmm!"
"But opening a shop requires funding, and they're struggling with that. They're too embarrassed to ask the Weasley parents for help, so I was hoping you could talk to them when you get a chance and suggest they give them some support."
Kayson didn't directly mention the Weasley Twins' plan to drop out. After all, he was currently facing four people, and each of them was more individualistic and less discreet than the last.
Secrets are best kept. Since the Weasley Twins trusted him with such private and important matters, he naturally couldn't betray them by casually blabbing about their secrets.
However, as an adult, while he couldn't claim to be excellent, he certainly didn't have any unnecessary pride. For instance, the best people to ask for help in life are always one's parents.
As teenagers, even though they were legally adults, the Weasley Twins naturally believed that adults shouldn't ask their parents for help, as that would be a great blow to their pride.
But for Kayson, it was different. Having lived two lives, he clearly understood that such pride was worthless in society; it only held some meaning in front of one's parents.
"Okay, Professor, I'll write to them," Ron nodded.
Then, a strange silence fell upon them. However, Harry quickly realized the purpose of their visit and subtly nudged Ron with his elbow.
The latter took a deep breath: "It's like this, Professor, um... the Gryffindor Quidditch team is recruiting now, and I want to try out."
Kayson nodded: "What kind of help do you need from me?"
"I don't have a... presentable broom right now. Of course, it's not a problem with my skill, but mainly because my competitors all have decent brooms. I need to be on the same playing field as them, right?" Ron explained.
Kayson understood, then pointed to a golden clothes rack not far away: "I think you need that."
The four looked in the direction Kayson was pointing and all shook their heads. Ron explained: "Professor, I need a broom, not money. That... I also wanted to come for some extra tutoring."
"Well, that's why I say you're true Weasley brothers. Your two older brothers also refused that golden clothes rack, which I specifically converted for them." Kayson put down his hand somewhat helplessly, reached out and patted Ron's shoulder, then pointed towards the sofa nearby.
"Should I go sit down?" Ron asked, confused.
"Of course not. As a student who came to me for extra tutoring, it's very necessary for you to help me grade the Alchemy assignments for fifth-year and below," Kayson explained.
Ron mentally translated that a bit: he came brazenly to the Professor for extra tutoring, and then helped the Professor grade assignments...
The Professor was fine!
On the other side, Harry seemed to hesitate, but finally, he pointed to the golden clothes rack and said, "Professor, you wanted to give that lump of gold to George and Weasley?"
Kayson nodded: "It's just a shame they didn't take it."
Harry's mouth twitched: "If it were me, I wouldn't have taken it either."
Kayson turned his body: "I'd like to hear more. I'm all ears."
"Because Professor, you're treating them like children," Hermione said bluntly, not bothering to be as coy as Harry.
"... Aren't they?" Kayson was silent for a long time, then uttered this sentence. Then he suddenly realized something seemed wrong, but he just couldn't figure out what.
There should be something wrong, but something wrong shouldn't be too wrong.
"But they're already adults," Harry said, speechless.
"They're still students... um... I mean, they haven't started working yet, they can't earn money, so I gave them..." Kayson's voice trailed off as he realized what he was saying seemed to have a logical flaw.
"But Professor, your last name is Heath, not Weasley. They are just your students, and you have no standing to go to such lengths for them. You don't need to, and you shouldn't. They also have no reason to accept your... golden clothes rack," Neville added.
"... Hmm... So what would you do if it were you?" Kayson leaned back on the sofa, defeated. He suddenly realized that having lived two lives... how could his emotional intelligence in this area be inferior to these fifteen-year-old Little Wizardss like Harry, Hermione, and Neville?
"As for me, I might treat it as an investment," Harry said, pointing to the golden clothes rack: "I'd treat it as an investment. Although I have no intention of getting the money back, it's different for the Weasley Twins."
"In that case, to them, I'd be an investor, a partner, not an elder or a superior giving them charity."
Hermione touched her lips: "I might join them and look for ways to make money with them... Of course, that's if I wanted to join them, because I'm not really interested in joke shops and pranks."
Neville tilted his head: "I have money. I'd just have them sign an IOU, and I'd lend it to them."
Kayson leaned back in his chair once more...
Although he was a clear-headed, naive university student in both his past and present lives, and perhaps this life added a few years of renovation work and time as a Professor...
His emotional intelligence in this area shouldn't be inferior to these Little Wizardss...
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