In the end, Harry still failed to ride Sirius for four laps...
is Sirius under Kayson's crotch.
In short, this Sirius runs really fast and grows really strong.
Kayson can still run so fast while riding on his back.
Really, pure talent.
Even Sirius was able to chase Harry's ass tightly from late at night to dawn. Sirius was still spinning circles around the feet of Harry, who had already been sitting on the sofa to rest.
"Okay, after drinking this cup of hot chocolate milk, you can go to bed. It happens to be Saturday, so you can go to Madam Pomfrey and get Stamina Potion for class."
"Don't worry, we will." Harry had no energy, as if the four laps he ran had taken away half of his life.
"Uh-huh, from now on... well, I also know that I can't control you Gryffindor. I turned a blind eye to you when you went out at night before, but Grindelwald was in school yesterday. It would be too dangerous for you to go out at night."
"But seeing as you don't know why someone like him came to Hogwarts...Gryffindor is forty, so now it's all."
Kayson pointed to the office door far away.
At this time Neville suddenly stood up.
"Professor Kayson... Thank you!"
He bowed solemnly towards Kayson.
"I just made a small contribution, most of it was done by Lockhart... Have you thanked him?" Kayson quickly helped Neville up and said.
"Well, we also invited him and asked Longbottom Manor to pass Christmas, but it's a pity that you're not here, professor." Neville said, rubbing the corner of his eyes with his hand.
"Okay, I can see that you are living a very happy life Christmas this time." Kayson said with a smile, and then he noticed that Harry, who was sitting on the sofa, had a suddenly lonely expression.
At this moment, he is the only one among the four Gryffindor youngsters whose parents are not here.
With Harry's kindness, he must be happy for Neville from the bottom of his heart, but in this comparison, he must feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"Harry, you..." Kayson fell silent mid-sentence. He really didn't know what to say to make Harry feel better at this time.
"Then Professor, are we leaving now?"
Harry also noticed Professor Kayson's embarrassment. He had a very high emotional intelligence and had to pull up his friends and leave.
"... Wait, I'll give you a gift." Kayson quickly stopped Harry, waved his hand, and the Z9 broom that he had modified appeared in his hand.
"This is a broomstick that I modified. Do you like it? If you don't like it, I can make you a new one... Consider it a Christmas gift. You three also have it. Don't worry."
Neville shook his head. "I have received my Christmas gift."
"Okay then you two."
Ron and Hermione looked at each other. "Uh... no, no, no shortage... no, uh... give our share to Harry."
"Yeah, give it to Harry."
Harry took the broom and nodded. "This one will do the trick."
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"I hope so."
Lying at the feet of Harry, Sirius drooped his eyelids and looked at her as if she was not very sexy.
He now has a little doubt about himself twelve years ago. At that time, he was wishful thinking about accepting punishment and atonement, but leaving a child without a father outside...
He now even thinks that he, the so-called godfather of Harry, has given more fatherly love to Harry than the professor sitting on the sofa opposite.
No, saying that is putting money on his face. He was imprisoned in Azkaban before he even had time to pay.
"This dog looks sad." Neville looked at Harry's feet and said Sirius.
"Well, this dog understands human nature."
Harry also smiled a little as he looked at the big black dog lying on the ground and touched its head with his hand.
"Then Professor, are we leaving now?" Harry said holding the Z9 broom.
"Well, ride the broom slowly, this one is a bit faster than Nimbus 2000." Kayson warned.
Harry nodded, and the four of them walked towards the door that was far away on the horizon, while Sirius also lowered his tail and walked towards the four of them.
Kayson put the tea set on the coffee table in the corner, and House-elf came back later to take it away and clean it.
The other person, Ender teleportation, left the office and appeared in Headmaster's Office intending to prosecute Grindelwald for having sex and staying at Hogwarts.
"Dumbledore... Why are you still here?" Kayson was halfway through speaking when he saw Grindelwald sitting in the corner of the office.
"Sure, Al thought no one could watch me, so he decided to take action himself." Grindelwald sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at Daily Prophet as he replied.
"... so...Dumbledore, yesterday this Mr. Grindelwald said that he would be the one behind Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Kayson sat down in front of Dumbledore's desk with some helplessness.
"I think he is qualified for this position." Dumbledore said.
Kayson nodded, showing that he got Dumbledore's personal experience, and he also understood now, Dumbledore The relationship between these two guys, and Grindelwald, should be quite close, and not just ordinary ones. In short, they are so close that there is no need to save face.
"Wow... wow wow wow wow wow... Dumbledore? I should not say that you are really creative. Let me think about it. In 2000, you put Quirrell in, and there was a Dark Lord on the back of that guy's head..." Kayson glanced at Grindelwald and added, "The second generation."
"In that note from 2000, there is Dark Lord second-generation version of the youth version."
"I don't know if there will be Dark Lord next year, unless Lupin also wanders around and is possessed, but this should be impossible. We can make other guesses."
"The year after, you invited the Dark Lord generation to come to Hogwarts to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Is this some weird quirk of yours? Or is it... filling the void of Hogwarts without Dark Lord?"
"To be honest, I am less and less trusting of your brain now. I would like to ask you, what kind of medicinal material is in your head? Renzhonghuang or Mochizuki sand?"
"Or is it something else? Honey?"
"Ahem, Kayson, let's just talk about it, please don't attack personally." Dumbledore said, feeling a little embarrassed and touching his face.
"Oh... it's me sitting here, not Snape, so you can have fun..."
Everyone, hurry up and get gifts and reminders to turn your dog's mouth into a cocky mouth!