After Orland left, Kayson was about to go to bed when he suddenly woke up with a start.
That's not right!
He told Orland to figure out what he should learn, but the deeper meaning was that he should quickly discuss with the person behind him what that person should learn.
So, am I just going to sleep like this, snoring away? Wouldn't that be a huge waste?
Kayson downed another cup of life-saving coffee and applied an invisibility potion before heading straight for Orland.
When cows are tired, they eat grass; when horses are tired, they sleep.
When I'm tired, I make myself some coffee. Damn, life is so hard... Waaah...
As Kayson lay there, he felt something attacking him from behind. He jerked his head back, confirming that it wasn't a hallucination caused by not sleeping for too long, leading him to imagine a phantom attacking him...
Wait, if it's not Phantom Wing, then what the hell is it?
Kayson's heart sank suddenly, and his hand, which was in his pocket, unconsciously gripped the Time-Flow Pocket Watch inside.
Then, he used his monocle to search every 360 degrees, and only breathed a slight sigh of relief after confirming that there were no survivors.
"It might really be a phantom wing; a good night's sleep will do the trick."
As he said this, he continued to follow Orland discreetly, unaware that the child was not going to the Ravenclaw Tower at all.
Kayson followed him through a maze of turns to the library, forcibly suppressing the urge to sneeze, and followed Orland inside.
As they entered the library, Orland headed straight for the Restricted Section, and Kayson, seeing this, quickly followed.
The Hogwarts library is huge, but running half a marathon inside would be difficult, so the two of them soon saw the person they wanted to see in the library.
Before coming here, Kayson's thoughts were very simple, such as Orland becoming Batman's nemesis, the Emperor of Gotham, and bowing down to that Maple Luo. But after arriving here, Kayson finally realized...
My guess was absolutely right.
Orland looked reserved and abstinent both when he was in front of me and just now, meaning he was serious and unsmiling even when he was in love.
But upon seeing Maple Luo, it was as if she had seen Tom the cat; she lost all restraint and became completely aroused, her eyes filled with a peach-pink light, and she was like a junior student, just short of bowing down to him.
Does Maple Luo have such great magical power? Could it be that she used Love Potion? How could a normal person be like this?
Kayson looked at Orland and wondered in surprise.
" Professor Kayson asked me to think about what kind of magic system I really want to learn." Orland clearly wanted to say something romantic, but unfortunately, his mental database didn't have any information on that, so he could only say it casually.
"So what do you want to learn?" Maple Luo asked.
"I want to learn the mystical system of alchemy. The fourth-year curriculum is too relaxed. If I want to study it more deeply, I can only wait for the advanced class. If I go to Professor Kayson to preview the material now, it might be able to lay a foundation for the advanced class," Orland said.
Maple Luo shook his head. "No, you can't learn mystical alchemy. You have to learn something else. Professor Kayson hasn't taught us any of that knowledge yet."
Orland frowned subconsciously, then he suddenly noticed that Maple Luo had also frowned when she saw him frown. He quickly smoothed his brow and asked, "Then what should I study?"
"Enchantment," Maple Luo said, tilting his head slightly.
"I don't like that system."
"But I like it," Maple Luo said casually.
"Give me a hand."
Hidden in the shadows, Kayson frowned. Orland was definitely under the Love Potion. Maple Luo had done could no longer be called PUA; it could be understood as trampling on Orland's independent personality.
It's safe to say that no normal person, no matter how much of a masochist they are, would debase themselves like that. That's how Orland's mascot is.
Aside from Love Potion, there's no other way for a normal human being to go to this extent.
Soon, Orland and Maple Luo left the library and headed towards their respective dormitories.
After confirming that they had gone far away, Kayson Ender teleportation to his bedroom, washed up briefly, and lay down on the bed.
The current situation is quite understandable. Orland has begun to move away from his own idea of Voldemort. After all, you can say that Voldemort is bad, but he is definitely not weak. It can be said that apart from lacking the normal human emotion of love, he possesses all the qualities of a strong person in this world.
A person like that would never allow himself to be controlled by others without any bottom line or principles, and even if you used a Love Potion, it would be impossible for him to do that.
So right now, the number one wanted person is Maple Luo... Hoo-ha hoo-ha hoo-ha hoo...
Day 1...
"I was thinking about this yesterday, and I vaguely remembered that I had come up with a very important and brilliant deductive result," Kayson excitedly told Dumbledore at the breakfast table.
"What have you deduced?" Dumbledore asked.
"I forgot halfway through the reasoning," Kayson said, somewhat embarrassed.
"... Don't talk to me about these kinds of pointless, low-nutrition topics like a diet meal next time," Dumbledore sighed.
"That's not quite right. I wrote a mind map in my notebook while I was reasoning, and I can reconnect my thoughts just by looking at it now," Kayson said with a smile.
"Then you go ahead and watch, are you waiting for me to beg you?" Dumbledore said, his half-moon eyes wide open.
"Ahem." Kayson cleared his throat, pulled a notebook from his pocket, opened it, and subconsciously read aloud, "You must open your mouth when eating..."
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Jump Jump
... The entire professor's table fell silent.
Dumbledore stared at Kayson for a long time before slowly putting down his fork and leisurely clapping.
Kayson quickly closed the notebook, then reopened it as if in disbelief, before letting out a sigh of relief and explaining, "Sometimes I dream about truths when I sleep, and I write them down... This is what I wrote the day before yesterday, don't worry about it, don't worry about it..."
"Your truth... it really is the truth!" Dumbledore exclaimed.