"Ahem... What, if I were to help them in the way you mentioned, would they still accept it?" Kayson asked.
The three of them looked at each other. "Um, professor, your talent should be in alchemy. Human relations are still too much for you."
"Emmmmm..."
Obviously, except for Ron who was correcting his homework, the other three little ones felt the deep resentment of Kayson, and they all began to lower their sense of presence and left the office.
Weasley Twins's plan to take a break from school has come to an end for the time being. After all, he still has to find time to discuss with Professor McGonagall and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
To be honest, in comparison, Professor McGonagall is easy, Mr. Weasley is not negotiable, but Mrs. Weasley is probably the real final boss.
Just as he was leaning on the office chair to study what Weasley Twins should do, Ron slowly put down his half-corrected homework and walked over.
"Logically speaking, they shouldn't come to you for help." Ron said doubtfully.
Kayson threw an orange to Ron: "What kind of help are you talking about?"
"Well... In terms of finance, if they insist on asking you for help, they should look to you to see if there is a job that pays quickly, or they just need to have their own time to... Professor, are they asking you to help because they want you to help them drop out of school?" Ron looked at Kayson in realization while eating an orange.
"Um..." Kayson didn't answer, just a long silence.
"I actually understand it very well. I just had this idea, but I have never been embarrassed to say it because Harry and the others are here."
"We all love our mothers. They and I should be the same. After all, except Percy, no one will look down on them because of their poverty..."
"But it is true that they are poor... well... it is a fact. We all know that they will never be able to afford such a sum of money. At this time, George and Fred know that they have no money, but they still ask them for it. How to... force them to admit that they have no money. This kind of thing is very embarrassing."
"So I didn't say anything when they were here just now. After all, what's the difference between that and a public execution?"
"Am I right?" Ron finished speaking and finished an orange.
Kayson nodded. "That's true."
"Are they going to take a break from school?" Ron asked.
"Including." Kayson nodded helplessly.
"Professor, they really gave you a big problem." Ron glanced at Kayson with a bitter look. "Everyone else is easy to handle, just my mother."
"I know that too." Kayson rubbed his face with both hands. "If they really make up their mind to try something new, I'm going to charge them with some crime and order them to suspend school. That way, I can save the time to communicate with Mrs. Weasley."
... There was a long silence in the air, and the two of them seemed to realize what had happened.
"... This thing seems to be..."
"... It's really something!"
The two of them sang in harmony and said.
"What about the crime? I heard that they treated Umbridge's pink toad at Alchemy classroom two days ago? How about that one?" Ron said.
Kayson shook his head. "Of course not. Doesn't that make us afraid of Ministry of Magic... I have to go to class every day, or else the two of them will be charged with stepping into the classroom with their right feet?"
"... hehe..."
"Okay, let's discuss this issue of guilt later. Let's study your broomstick first." Kayson decided to suspend the issue of Weasley Twins's guilt and turned to study Ron's issue.
Unfortunately, while the two of them were studying in the office, Umbridge, who was sitting in the Hogwarts Quidditch stands, was also looking at the Quidditch players who were training.
Seeing those players flying freely and happily in the sky made her feel a strange physical discomfort.
Especially when I came to Hogwarts within just a few days, I received a humiliation that was unmatched by all the insults I had experienced in the first half of my life...
Soon, a plan that was reasonable, legal, and capable of perfecting the disgusting Hogwarts of Ministry of Magic was formed in her mind.
Just do it, she took out the broomstick from her pocket and flew towards the distance. After leaving the range of Hogwarts, she Apparition returned to Ministry of Magic.
"Minister! Shocking news!" Umbridge rushed into Fudge's office carelessly, and then saw Fudge's displeased eyes. He quickly trembled, walked out, and knocked on the door again before coming in.
"Well, tell me what happened." Fudge said.
"I thought of a perfect way to stumble Hogwarts, but Hogwarts can only suffer a loss." Umbridge said excitedly.
"That's what you said." Fudge sighed.
"We can ban little wizards under the age of 18 from using broomsticks." Umbridge said.
"Then after a few days, you will find that in the international Quidditch competition, we England will be beaten like a son by all countries! You are really good at research!" Fudge said angrily and funny.
"Uh... then Professor, let's..." Umbridge felt a little unconfident.
"Let's do it, why not? Why not? It was England Wizarding World who was sorry for me first... it's not me who's sorry for them... it's not me who's sorry for them..."