Dumbledore smiled as he changed the scene in the crystal ball to Sirius and Rosmerta getting intimate in Kayson's office.
The distance between them gradually shrank, from three to two, then from two to one.
Then from one to zero.
Just as the distance was about to become negative and Kayson was about to close his eyes, a young wizard suddenly lost control of his speed and angle while skating, crashing straight off the ice onto the floor.
"Oh... are you all right?" Sirius decisively pushed Rosmerta away and walked toward the young wizard.
The young wizard climbed to his feet and shook his arm. "I think it's dislocated. I'll go find Madam Pomfrey. See you, Sirius." With that, he prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Sirius quickly caught up. "I'd better take you there."
Dumbledore watched the scene and nodded approvingly. "Sirius has matured quite a bit."
"Yeah... I should modify the rink. Maybe put wool barriers around it. Otherwise, it's still too dangerous." Kayson slowly stood up, ready to return to his office and get to work.
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to keep watching?"
"The male lead's gone. What's there to watch?" Kayson shrugged.
"Don't you want to see what Rosmerta will do alone in your office?" Dumbledore asked quietly.
"Hiss... fair point. Then I won't go back yet. If she wants to steal something, let her steal it. I stole from her office first, after all. Let her steal it back." Kayson gave up entirely, lay down on the sofa, and planned to take a nap first.
"Remember to wake me at lunchtime," Kayson said.
"Don't worry, I won't forget you." Dumbledore nodded. "Do you need a Stunning Spell?"
"I need darkness and white noise." Kayson adjusted his position.
"As you wish." Dumbledore took out