He himself said that he already roughly understood the future in heaven.
Maybe I don't know the principle, but the result is very clear. As long as I make a magic seed, the future Kayson timeline that is chasing me will be derived.
And when that future Kayson finds his timeline, he will be captured by his timeline and the time rules of the world, and then disappear together with the shattering of the magic seeds.
But the only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that the mistakes he made would actually affect three billion people!
"What's wrong with you?" Dumbledore turned around and asked.
Kayson pursed his lips. "I made a mistake, and now I'm trying my best to make up for it."
"You didn't..."
"Let's start trouble with that Basilisk." Kayson shook his head, refused Dumbledore's comfort, and then walked towards Myrtle's bathroom.
The three of them came to the bathroom. Myrtle was a little shy and hid in the toilet, obviously not wanting to come out.
Kayson carefully inspected every inch of the entire bathroom through his monocle.
Finally, I found something different on a faucet.
[Metal] [Magic]
"This..." Kayson walked over and looked at one of the brass faucets with a delicate little snake engraved on it.
Dumbledore also looked over. "Let me think about it... you said before that Harry is Parseltongue, right?"
Kayson nodded, while Lu Ping on the side was a little confused.
"Huh? What Parseltongue? Harry?"
"That's true." Dumbledore nodded.
Parseltongue Generally speaking, it is passed down based on blood, but of course it can also be said to be passed down based on soul.
Harry may have an ancestor who is Parseltongue, and the talent of Parseltongue was not revealed until his generation.
But this explanation is a bit far-fetched. After all, Potter Family is well-known in Wizarding World. I have never heard of any of the Potter Family's ancestors having Parseltongue's talent. Even if it is true, it is unlikely that it will be revealed until now.
If this talent is not passed down from the blood, then it can only come from the day after tomorrow. For example... the soul is contaminated by a foreign person, and it is learned passively. Parseltongue...
The soul is stained... the soul is torn apart, Horcrux, Voldemort...Horcrux!
If Harry and Parseltongue are derived from Voldemort, then it proves that Voldemort is also Parseltongue, and an alchemy object whose depth cannot be seen with his magical attainments can only be a situation that belongs to a blind spot of knowledge for him...
Boom... boom...
Dumbledore was a little confused when he saw Kaysen unceremoniously cutting two holes in the wall and discovering a huge pipe.
"... You are destroying the Hogwarts wall." He sighed, not only destroying the wall, but also Kayson shamelessly interrupting his thinking...
In short...
He seems very useless.
[Dumbledore is angry with his hands on his hips.]
[Forgive me for not finding the pictures... the ones I found have subtitles.]
"Okay, let's go... wait Lu Ping, put this on." Just when Kayson was about to jump off the platform, he didn't forget to take out a pair of glasses from his pocket and hand it to Lu Ping.
"What's the use of this thing?"
"It can save your life when you look at Basilisk."
"Thank you."
Lu Ping also put on glasses, and the two of them jumped into the tube one after another.
Dumbledore put the probe in. Apparently he disliked the dirty tube, so he used Apparition instead.
"So can anyone answer me, why are you all still so elegant and only me?" Lu Ping looked at Kayson and Dumbledore who were still neatly dressed among Chamber of Secrets, and then looked at himself who was in a mess.
"Oh... I can fly, Dumbledore teleport... but you are really playing on the slide, there is nothing you can do about it." Kayson said with a shrug.
"..."
Dumbledore raised his head and looked at the huge Chamber of Secrets: "As expected, this is Chamber of Secrets. We just have to wait and see."
"Sit back and wait... What do you think of this plan?" Lu Ping and Kayson asked in a low voice next to them.
"You want me to tell you? I think Dumbledore is old and confused."
"Ahem..." Kayson The person making the critical comment coughed twice in embarrassment.
"Why... Wow...Dumbledore, do you want to take a look at that awesome-looking thing behind you?"
Dumbledore shook his head. "If you really have the idea of murdering the principal, I suggest you start with McGonagall."
"Then you still won't run?" Kayson said and took out his wand. The element of death gathered on the tip of his wand.
Lu Ping on the other side did not move forward at all, and Conjunctivitis Curse started flying towards Basilisk one after another at zero frame.
Almost instantly, Basilisk's originally round eyes shriveled up almost instantly, and there was no longer any luster.
The death element accumulated in Kayson's staff on the other side also hit Basilisk's huge head in time.
It didn't take more than fifteen seconds from Basilisk's appearance to Basilisk's death. The culprit 0.5 who had terrified Hogwarts for most of the semester was just lying on the ground.
"Snape will like this huge Basilisk's corpse very much." Dumbledore said cheerfully with his hands on his hips.
"Yes, I don't doubt it... but can our principal please condescend to come over and help us find Voldemort's notes?"
Lu Ping looked at Dumbledore in confusion as he listened to Kayson's non-stop words.
"What Voldemort?"
Kayson came over at the right time, hugged Lu Ping's shoulders, walked to the corner and started beeping softly.
"That's right...Dumbledore Don't you know yet?"
"He has this habit."
"Yeah, how about I tell you something about Defense Against the Dark Arts's position?"
Dumbledore looked speechlessly at the two people who were conspiring loudly in the corner. He took off his glasses helplessly and pinched the bridge of his nose.
It turns out that Kayson doesn't have much respect for him. Well... although he also has a movie written by himself, he originally thought of recruiting Lu Ping, who admires him, to neutralize it.
I didn't expect Lu Ping to be transformed by Kayson?
This means that next semester he will face two professors who have little respect for him...
When he thought of this, Dumbledore felt that the future was bleak for a while, and he probably wouldn't be able to sleep for a few hours next semester.