"Thank you, Snape!" Kayson said with a smile as he shut the door for Snape, then used Ender teleportation to return to his office.
"I'm giving you this potion. As for who drinks it, that's up to you two," Kayson said, placing the potion before them.
"Er, Professor, what does this thing do?" Harry asked, swallowing nervously.
"Unspeakable. I can only tell you that as long as one of you drinks this potion, you won't have to worry about finding a dance partner," Kayson said with a smile.
That morning, after sending Ron and Harry away from his office with a brilliant idea, Kayson's tiny—cross that out—enormous office welcomed another visitor that afternoon.
"Professor, I have a problem, and I don't know what to do," Hermione said with a sigh.
"Hmm? Go on," Kayson said.
"Two people have asked me to be their dance partner at the same time. Who should I choose?" Hermione asked.
"My opinion is... the latter."
Hermione stared at him in surprise. "Why?"
"If you truly disliked the latter and liked the former enough, you wouldn't be asking this question at all. Now we can use our logical thinking to properly examine the question, which just happens to be what you're good at," Kayson explained.
"But I've already agreed to the former. I already rejected the latter," Hermione continued.
"Do you think you shouldn't have rejected him so completely?" Kayson asked.
"Of course not. This sort of thing should be rejected completely. But that's exactly why I regret it," Hermione sighed.
"You regret agreeing to the former?" Kayson raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." Hermione nodded.
"Then reject the former. Make things clear with him. Since you don't like the former at all compared to the latter, being his dance partner out of what could be called