Ten o'clock...
"Um... if I may ask, why are you all here? Mr. Filch? What is going on?" Kayson looked at the five young wizards, then at Filch, who had brought them over.
"This is the punishment Professor McGonagall assigned them. They were originally supposed to patrol the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid, but now they will be following you instead," Filch said humbly.
"All right. Thank you, Mr. Filch. And you lot, stay close and do not fall behind. Since you are here today, we will just take a look around the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest."
After Filch left, five little lanterns appeared in Kayson's hand. At the same time, three glowstones appeared and began orbiting around him.
"Cool!"
"Of course. If you were not being punished, I would even let you touch them... Draco, would you please take your hand off?" No sooner had Kayson said that he would let them touch the glowstones if this were not punishment than Draco reached out and put his hand on one...
It was, in short, rather disrespectful.
Kayson held his wand in one hand as the glowstones danced around him, ensuring they could instantly turn into hard Obsidian and give any magical creature that suddenly attacked a physical Stupefy.
He also took out a rope and had each of the young wizards hold onto it, making sure no one got separated.
Draco, who was both weak and reckless, swiftly grabbed the section at the very front. After all, Professor Kayson being right in front of him was far safer than a useless bit of rope.
The other four young wizards were somewhat embarrassed. On one hand, they also wanted to stay as close to Kayson as possible. On the other, as Gryffindors, the courage ingrained in them made them