That night, Kayson was lying in bed, suffering from insomnia for the first time.
He always feels that there are some things he has to do that are not enough.
for example.
He is teaching.
It can be said very responsibly that his class is not outstanding in a certain sense. Most of the students he has taught in the past are their original talents, and a small part of it is because the value of MC mod is too high.
But for his own course... He had been doing something before, so he might not be able to remember it for a while, but just after he poured himself a glass of whiskey, he suddenly realized it before he finished drinking it.
What kind of classes did I take before? It's just that now I feel interested in taking the mysterious course, and the next day I think Mechanical Power is interesting, so I take the Mechanical Power course...
Hiss...
Kayson ah Kayson, we can't continue like this!
He suddenly sat up from the bed and lay back down again a second later.
"Are you sick of thinking about these things this late at night? Go to sleep!"
Day 1...
Sitting on High Table, Kayson suddenly spoke, and the voice could only be heard by Dumbledore next to him.
"I plan to write a book about all my knowledge, system and stages."
The person next to me Dumbledore unknowingly put down the knife and fork in his hand. "Don't be like this, I'm afraid."
Kayson was chewing food and looked at Dumbledore with half-moon eyes open and speechless. "What are you thinking about?"
"Hmm... What you said is very much like someone who is about to die soon, as if you don't have long to live." Dumbledore explained.
"How do you know this?" Kayson was suddenly shocked and looked at Dumbledore.
The queen rolled her eyes helplessly. "Don't always scare me like this. We all know that you are stubborn and ruthless, and you will cause harm to thousands of people."
Kayson still looked at him seriously.
"... I told you, don't scare me." Dumbledore said with a smile.
Kayson is still serious.
"... Are you trying to scare me?" Dumbledore slowly dropped his playful smile and turned serious.
The smile did not disappear, but moved to Kayson's face. "Yes, I was just scaring you."
"Sometimes, Kayson, I really think you're quite mean, you know?" Dumbledore said, a little speechless.
"Just think that I played a little game with you this morning, but I just told you that I plan to write a systematic book. I'm really not kidding. Don't you think my class is too messy?" Kayson said.
"We Hogwarts are all in a mess in all subjects, especially the former Defense Against the Dark Arts. At that time, even the teaching materials were not fixed, so you should relax and be a little more calm." Dumbledore comforted.
"Oh... You said it doesn't make sense, and I still feel that I need to write a book of my own." Kayson stuffed the last egg into his mouth, then wiped his mouth and left the long table.
"Do you think he can succeed this time?" Grindelwald slowly asked Yu.
"If it's Kayson... hahahahahahahahahaha!" A burst of laughter broke out on the High Table long table.
Not far away yet, Kayson turned his head helplessly. "What are you doing?"
"They are laughing at you, Show, they think that letting you and the Dark Lord fight each other as a real man is your strength, which includes teaching young wizards and decorating or building houses, but show, he doesn't think you have the perseverance to write a book that contains all your knowledge." Snape translated for Kayson.
"Then do you think I can succeed?" Kayson asked Yu.
Snape lowered his head to eat and said no more words.
"Okay, just keep eating like this, and don't say, well, in my mind you just choked on the eggs, not that I won't succeed... That's it, keep eating like this, don't give me an explanation." Kayson said as he quickly left Great Hall.
Until now Great Hall everyone else can hear Kayson's distant voice from the direction of the stairwell. "Not only now, but also don't explain to me in the future, Snape, I know you believe me and support me! OK?"
At this moment, Snape... is really choking on an egg, and is being rescued by Hagrid using the Bodhidharma first aid method.
... Hmm... It should be a rescue.
Anyway, looking at the overwhelming applause from the long table Gryffindor, the rescue should have been successful in the end.
When he arrived at the office, Kayson took out an empty notebook from the office desk, picked up the feather pen and started writing.
But he soon realized, how could an ordinary book be qualified to carry his awesome knowledge?
Moreover, this volume will probably never be finished. Is it possible that it will be divided into several volumes?
In this way, Kayson took out the My World medium book and pen. Now, I think that in theory, I can write infinitely on this book, although no matter how many millions of pages I write, it will end up being such a thin and small book.
But that's what really makes you stand out, isn't it?
In this way, he began to write the first character "" in the book.
[Hello...]
Kayson looked at the book and didn't know why "Hello" appeared in the book. He was a little confused and slapped himself in the mouth.
This is an old habit of mine. When I write something, sometimes my brain shuts down or I really don't know what to write, and a series of words with unknown meanings will appear, including but not less than, hello, hello, shit, hiss...
But just now, as soon as my head didn't shut down, there was only one possibility...
Myself... is stuck.