Since Fudge and Umbridge pulled that rotten trick of banning broomsticks for Little Wizardss under eighteen, he hadn't been doing well lately.
Or rather, he was doing terribly, to the extreme.
The retaliation from the Pure-blood families and the Alchemy Association came swiftly and fiercely; for instance, large numbers of Pure-blood families abandoned Fudge, turning their support towards Barty Crouch and Scrimgeour instead.
As for the Alchemy Association's revenge, it was even more tangible: during one of Fudge's public meetings, they publicly controlled his arm, almost choking him to death, and it was only when Aurors rushed in and violently blasted that Alchemy arm to pieces with magic that he barely survived.
That incident truly made Fudge recall the fear of being dominated by intellectuals.
He hastily revoked the broomstick ban.
All of this had nothing to do with Kayson, who was teaching at Hogwarts.
That's not entirely true; it did have a little to do with it, as he had churned out another paper.
At this moment, he had been invited by Ron to the Quidditch stands to watch the Quidditch tryouts. In fact, Kayson wasn't sure if it was really a tryout, as there weren't many people.
However, in Kayson's eyes, it made no difference; he could only see one small black dot after another flying around like a string of candied hawthorns.
Of course, this selection still needed to pick two more Beaters. The Weasley Twins naturally wouldn't just pack up and leave, leaving the Gryffindor Quidditch team with a huge mess.
At the same time, these two also learned of Kayson's plan, and they immediately vetoed the idea of stepping into the classroom with their left foot first and then being expelled. The reason was simple: it was too ridiculous.
If Mrs. Weasley found out they were taking a leave of absence for such a ridiculous reason, St. Mungos would need two more beds.
They also looked puzzled, wondering how such a creative idea could have formed in Kayson's mind. It just didn't make sense!
But that still had nothing to do with Kayson right now, because a Slytherin cautiously climbed onto the stands and gently sat next to Kayson: "Professor, I might... need some of your help."
Kayson glanced at the seventh-year Slytherin Little Wizards sitting beside him, shrugged, and said, "Please speak, Mr. Godel."
"I'm a little scared right now," Godel said.
"Scared..." Kayson stroked his chin: "Has someone come looking for you?"
Godel shook his head: "It's not like that, Professor Kayson, my parents went looking for him."
"Lord Voldemort," Kayson said directly.
"That's right, Professor." Godel nodded: "I'm not only afraid of him, I'm also afraid of them."
Kayson understood: "You're afraid because your parents actively sought out Lord Voldemort, so you're afraid... You're not afraid of me, are you?"
Godel nodded: "More than that, I'm also afraid of them being sent to Azkaban, I'm afraid of falling in social status, I'm afraid of many, many things. The only thing I'm not afraid of is maintaining the status quo."
"You're really quite greedy," Kayson sighed: "Why do your parents like that delirious bald man so much? What's so good about him?"
"Maybe it's because... I don't know, I don't understand them, Professor, can you help me?" Godel swallowed and said.
"You're not afraid of me anymore?" Kayson looked at Godel and said.
"I think that compared to them being with You-Know-Who and then being casually killed by you, if I tell you now, perhaps they can still recover. I suspect they might be under the Imperius Curse!" Godel said anxiously.
"Mm-hmm-hmm... I believe it... I believe it, I believe they are controlled by the Imperius Curse. Where are they now?" Kayson asked.
"Professor, what are you planning to do?" Godel asked.
"Knock them out and check for the Imperius Curse. After checking, no matter what, send them out of the country so they can't find Lord Voldemort, and Lord Voldemort can't find them. How's that?" Kayson asked progressively.
"England is right here, they'll always find him," Godel said, unconvinced.
"You remember Professor Lockhart, whom I taught you before, right? He's a genuine memory master. I can have him delete all your parents' admiration for Lord Voldemort from their minds, and then you can leave and never come back, never come back until Lord Voldemort is completely dead!" Kayson advised.
"Then Professor, should I take you to them now?" Godel tentatively said.
"Right now, just tell me the address, I'll go by myself? Do I need to bring you along?"
"Godel Manor, Professor, you should know where that is, it's in the London suburbs." Godel hesitated.
"You still have something to say?" Kayson asked.
"Professor, you said before that we Slytherins might identify with Dark Wizards, but Dark Wizards might not necessarily identify with us... It was what you said back then... Could you say it again?" Godel whispered.
"...I've never considered you Slytherins as a breeding ground for Dark Wizards, and I hope you don't give up on yourselves, don't develop a strange yearning for that kind of group... I said that back then, didn't I?" Kayson recalled and said.
"Then Professor, who else do you think listened to that? I saw quite a few of my classmates," Godel murmured.
"To be honest, I've never been a pedantic person in this regard. Hogwarts Little Wizardss and Death Eaters, I've always only recognized one identity. These two identities, at least in my eyes, cannot overlap. So... hmm, it will depend on which identity they identify with more."
Kayson sighed somewhat helplessly. He had taught them for so long, how could he not have feelings?
But feelings are meant for people. If the once lovely Little Wizardss truly become the kind of Death Eaters whose hands are stained with blood, wielding their butcher's knives at the innocent...
Then what can be said? Just consider himself to have been blind before.
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