"So...Granger, where is the problem?" In the alchemy class, Kayson looked at the empty seat and asked Harry.
"Um..." The three of them looked at each other. They obviously wanted to save face for poor classmate Hermione. After all, they were all friends, but everyone couldn't help the weird desire, so they used a more obscure method.
"Professor, do you remember the Prophecy we told you?"
Kayson, he must have remembered it. After all, the outrageous Prophecy probably wouldn't be accurate, but Prophecy, which was so outrageous, had to be written down. It had nothing to do with accuracy, it was mainly for fun.
"Then there's nothing we can do, but since we have one less classmate in this class, let's review it a little easier. Everyone take out your notebooks, and I will ask questions one by one, so that no one can escape." Kayson said with a devilish smile.
"??? Meow meow meow???" The little wizards stared at Kayson with big eyes and small eyes, with helpless expressions on their faces.
After class, at the door of Hospital Wing...
Kayson was holding several pixel carnations in his hand. He wanted to see the current situation of Hermione. After all, it is normal for a professor to care about the physical condition of his students. He definitely did not want to see what was going on with Hermione's horns.
However, the corners of his mouth always raised unconsciously, giving people a strange feeling.
In fact, this is not true, but if Hermione saw it, he would probably laugh at it, so...
Damn it! Get off quickly!
Kayson fiddled with the corners of his mouth like crazy, trying to smooth the corners of his mouth, and his efforts soon bore fruit.
"Huh... hold on, hold on..." He tried his best to keep the corners of his mouth at a flat angle, which unfortunately made the two tendons in his neck tighten.
He walked into Hospital Wing and greeted Madam Pomfrey softly, then asked where Hermione's ward was and walked in.
Looking at Hermione inside a big bubble, looking at a book also wrapped in a bubble, there are no little red horns on his head, just two abnormal protrusions...
A towering head belongs to yes.
"Hello, I'm sorry to see you're okay." Kayson said as he placed a few pixel carnations in the vase on the bedside table.
"Yes, Professor, it would be better if the corners of your mouth were a little flatter." Hermione said with a wry smile.
"Oh..." Kayson touched the corners of his lips that were raised automatically because he couldn't help but pursed his lips helplessly. "I am stunned by you now. You know the mysterious power from the East. You now have a majestic head and a Minister for Magic appearance!"
"Oh, thank you very much, Professor, although I know you are just trying to make me happy." Hermione nodded. She looked at Kayson, pursed her lips and said, "Professor, why do I think you are a little disappointed?"
"Ah? Is there any?"
Hermione nodded seriously.
"... Tu, I'm just... uh... Tu Qi, just simple Tu Qi." Kayson said with some embarrassment.
"Oh... I remember... well... Professor, you open the drawer of the bedside table, and there is my little bag in there." Hermione sighed and said in a tone of let's leave it at that.
Kayson took out the small bag and shook it towards Hermione.
"On the outermost floor, there is a photo that Madam Pomfrey took for me. You can keep it as a souvenir."
Kayson quickly pulled the photo out of the bag. It was a magic photo that could be moved. In it, Hermione had two cute little horns on his forehead, looking at the camera with a cry.
"No, no, no, I can't accept this, and you will definitely regret giving me your dark history in the future... I suggest you show it to your parents. After all, this kind of small fooling around in school can improve your relationship." Kayson explained.
"Oh, I hope." Hermione said listlessly.
Kayson also helped put the photo back into the bag and put it back on the bedside table.
"Sorry, I won't disturb your rest. If I stay for a second longer, there is a possibility that Madam Pomfrey will come after me with a big killer weapon from outside the door." Kayson said and stood up. He looked at Hermione's sharp head and had to quickly take off the hat on his head to express his apology.
"Tutu recover from his injuries!"
Hermione looked speechlessly as the professor, who looked like a child, left the ward and turned another page of the book in his hand.
Wow...
Early the next morning, Hermione had been discharged from the hospital, and Kayson went to join in the fun to make sure that Zhengrong was good, and then returned in despair with a fair and clean brain.
He still hoped from the bottom of his heart that Hermione could unlock new forms, such as those two little horns that could retract and grow out anytime and anywhere.
How cool.
But it doesn't matter how cool it is. Nowadays, Kayson is studying a very unruly potato. This potato is so smooth that...
"Snape, give him a Sectumsempra!" Kayson, who finally broke through the defense, pushed the plate in the direction of Snape, and a wave of magic power flashed away. He got back his two potatoes 0.5.
"Sectumsempra cuts potatoes, you are really yours, Snape." Lupin tried his best to put on a kind smile and said, but the words he said fell into Snape's ears and felt like a dozen taunts.
"I don't seem to have allowed you to call me Snape, Mr. Lupin." Snape said dryly.
"Oh... Professor Snape, I just wanted to apologize, but I never had time before." Lupin explained awkwardly.
"Only you?" Snape glanced at Lupin and said.
"I can only represent myself now."
"Childish." Snape snorted coldly.
Lupin vaguely touched Kayson with his leg. "What does this mean?"
"It means that although he accepted your apology in his heart, it was because he was extremely arrogant, so he didn't show it. Although he will still ridicule you in the future, he will not have hatred or murderous intention towards you. You are just strangers and not enemies." Kayson translated dutifully.
"Kayson!" Snape's meal banged the plate violently.
"Oh, I'm full. I still have to prepare for my lessons. Brother Cute!" Kayson wanted to run away. Then the owl Accio put an envelope in front of him from the window.
The same envelope Gryffindor is on the long table next to four people Lupin and there is another one.
"What is this?" Snape asked rarely.
"Oh...Sirius Black asked me, Lupin, and Harry to go to his house this weekend..."
"I'm not going to eat anymore, I'm tired!" Snape stood up suddenly, and walked towards his office with the black robe behind him whistling.
Mechanic Priest version Kayson, I wish the readers who see this picture can travel through Warhammer 40,000 as soon as possible and devote their value and loyalty to the emperor forever! Asking for a gift!
Disclaimer: I am not a reader, I am an author!
By the way, I asked for a day off, my brother is cute. There are many things that are too big for me, so I'm sorry.