With a sound of shattering glass, a piece of fluorite was suddenly thrown in from outside the iron bars.
The light shone down on Maple Luo's face, revealing Kayson's somewhat conflicted expression.
"Professor, what's going on?" Maple Luo asked, puzzled.
Kayson shrugged. "I only found out you were arrested and taken to Azkaban when school started tomorrow, so I rushed here to rescue you. But now that I see your living standards in prison, I think it's not unacceptable for you to stay here for another night."
After all, Maple Luo's crime in Azkaban is like SpongeBob arriving in the Bikini Bottom of the world, where Patrick Star is showing SpongeBob how starfish eat.
So much so that Maple Luo's cell wasn't just a single room, but also clean and tidy, with a bed, fireplace, bathroom, wardrobe, and a small door that allowed her to leave the cell alone. There were also fishing rods and buckets nearby, so she could go fishing to pass the time in her spare time...
"I feel like I wasted my time coming here. To be honest, do you want to go back?" Kayson asked speechlessly.
"In principle, Professor, I do want to regain my freedom, but the problem is that I can legally leave tomorrow morning if I just take another nap. My dad even got me a week off to rest and make up for my Christmas break. There's really no need to break out at this critical juncture," Maple Luo said somewhat awkwardly.
"Okay... Do you need me to help you fall asleep quickly?" Kayson sighed helplessly.
"Anvil?" Maple Luo asked, scratching his head.
"No, no, no, that's not it." Kayson said, pulling out a sleeping potion. "Choose a comfortable position."
Maple Luo looked embarrassed. "In bed? Now? Aren't there other people outside?"
"Damn it, you can stay here by yourself." Kayson stiffly withdrew the sedative potion and then used Ender to Ender teleportation back to Hogwarts.
"No... Ah! Ah!"
Kayson acted quickly; upon returning to Hogwarts, the banquet hadn't even officially begun.
However, the seating arrangement was slightly changed. I don't know what Slughorn was thinking, but he moved his seat next to Sglahorn's, so that he could sit right next to him.
Snape, who was to his right, also moved over, and the two Potions Master found themselves surrounded.
"So... What are you guys doing?" Kayson said with a hint of helplessness.
" Professor Kayson, I have already reprimanded Snape for his ignorance and lack of appreciation. His behavior of letting you waste your Potions talent is a disgrace to the entire Potions world..."
Kayson ate while listening to Slughorn rambling on about whether or not he had any questions, even though Slughorn was a man with a lot of quirks, like wanting to find validation outside his comfort zone...
But the reputation of "knowing one's mistakes, admitting them, and not being ashamed to ask questions" is still quite good.
Kayson simply pulled out two brewing stations and gave one to Snape and one to Slughorn, telling them to go and experiment on their own and not disturb him while he ate.
"Um...did they mention a book?" Slughorn asked.
"Didn't I just demonstrate?" Kayson choked on the potato in his mouth, then took the wine glass that Slughorn delivered by express, swallowed the mashed potato, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't know you could actually pull off something so ruthless," Slughorn said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Anyway, you just put the raw materials in the small pot on the Flame Turtle. You can figure out the specifics yourselves. Besides, with your Potions talent, it'll be a piece of cake, right?" Kayson said, then continued eating.
"I envy your excellent digestion," Slughorn said quietly.
"By the way, where's Green?" Snape asked quietly.
"After I went there, I used a sedative to knock out the guards there, and then I found out that she was eating and living well there. It's understandable that she wanted to go on vacation somewhere else. Besides, she said that she only needed to sleep one more night before she was released from prison and could leave. There was absolutely no need for her to escape."
"Yes, that's true." Snape nodded, picked up Great Hall Alchemy Table, and left the Great Hall to return to his office and begin his research.
The opening banquet ended quickly, after all, this wasn't just one semester, and there was also the Sorting Ceremony as part of the program. The young wizards ate quickly and returned to their lounges to rest early.
When Kayson returned to his office, he found a young wizard waiting for him there.
" Orland, let me guess, is it because of Miss Green?"
"Uh, I really don't want to hear her name right now. I'm even considering whether to find an opportunity to assassinate her. Also, Professor, now that you know about this, could we change our teaching schedule? I'm not interested in enchanting," Orland said, rubbing his head.
"Why not? What do you want to learn?" Kayson didn't mention the day he secretly eavesdropped.
Firstly, following students in the middle of the night is quite perverted. Secondly, he'll inevitably have to explain why he followed them, and what will he say then? And what if he suspects Maple Luo is Voldemort?
And in the end, it was discovered that Maple Luo was indeed Voldemort?
How can I explain this? There's no way to explain it.
"Mystical alchemy," Orland said.
"No problem." Kayson handed over a blank notebook. "Since you want to learn arcane alchemy, you must already have your own staff, right?"
"Of course, Professor." Orland took out his staff, the tip of which had an exquisite metal tube.
"Let's see what you can do with your staff and this blank notebook," Kayson said with a grin.
Orland shook his head. "No need for research, Professor, I already know!" After saying that, he directly tapped the book with his staff, and the next moment another magic manual appeared in front of him.