Seeing Sirius's strange expression, the others tentatively touched the cloud of mist that Kayson had created. Some realized what was happening, while others did not.
"Why did you all make such strange faces when you touched that mist?" Peter Pettigrew asked, looking puzzled.
"I'll explain later," James Potter said casually, patting Peter Pettigrew's round shoulder.
"Oh." Peter Pettigrew nodded.
Kayson then asked Yu, "Any other questions?"
Sirius was the first to ride there.
"No, and even if there are questions, I won't ask you anymore."
Snape frowned. "You have a foul mouth."
Sirius raised an eyebrow, sat down in his chair, and crossed his legs. "Can't you just let people finish what they're saying? What I mean is that Kayson is too talented; his basic skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"And I really have to advise you to pay more attention to your personal hygiene, otherwise you'll never find a girlfriend." Sirius shrugged and turned to leave with James Potter.
Meanwhile, Kayson had already prepared his Diamond Sword and was skillfully slicing through the air when he was stopped by Snape.
"I'll do it myself," Snape said quietly.
At noon, the three of Kayson did not eat in the Great Hall. Instead, they each found a lunchbox from somewhere, packed their own portions in the Great Hall, and then found a quiet corner to eat together.
Actually, Kayson and Lily are both fine, but it's Snape who is sleeping alone in a single room every night.
Even while eating in the Great Hall, they looked pitiful. For example, the one who arrived last and the one who arrived earliest meant that no one would save a seat for him. Sitting alone on the edge, eating alone, was incredibly awkward. This situation would terrify both the fearful and the timid.
After all, this isn't just about eating alone; it's about the overall environment—everyone else has someone to eat with, but you don't...
Snape's personality makes it impossible for him to infiltrate the girls' clique... and the upperclassmen's schedules don't align with his.
After thinking it over, Kayson and Lily tacitly left their college's long table and found a small corner to have dinner with Snape.
"These three children are all good, and they are all kind." In Dumbledore's Headmaster's Office, there was a misty crystal ball in front of Dumbledore, showing the scene of Kayson and his two companions squatting in a corner eating.
"When I was in school, I suspected that you were using this crystal ball to follow and monitor me every day, but when I asked you about it, you never admitted it."
"I thought you were a normal person, but I never expected you to have such a bizarre hobby." Heath said with his arms crossed, sitting opposite Dumbledore, looking at him with disdain.
"It's all because you said that Kayson is an interesting kid, otherwise I wouldn't have taken this crystal ball out for so long. It's been so long since he last saw the light of day." Dumbledore waved his hand, causing the scenery in the crystal ball to return to chaos.
"Heh." Heath rolled his eyes.
"And you, how did you notice Mr. Kayson Heath, and how did you find him interesting?" Dumbledore continued.
"Last night I was planning to go to the cafeteria for a bite to eat, but I ran into two little wizards there. One was this Kayson Heath, and the other was a Werewolf who looked like Lupin Weasley?" Heath said.
"It's Remus Lupin," Dumbledore corrected.
"Okay, okay, but that's not the point. I gave that Werewolf kid a tiny bit of flesh magic. If his body experiences even the slightest disturbance, that magic will imprison him like... the Sorting Hat. He might be able to speak, but he definitely won't be able to move." Heath shrugged.
"Oh, it would be better if you could use other people as examples. I don't recall Slytherin having the trait of making fun of others," the Sorting Hat, placed on Dumbledore's cabinet, retorted somewhat helplessly.
"Sorry, I thought you were sleeping, but unfortunately, you're not important right now." Heath casually dismissed the Sorting Hat and continued talking to Dumbledore.
"At that time, I noticed some strange magical fluctuations in Kayson. Eventually, I saw him conjure several spells at will. I felt that it was a special ability similar to materializing magic into reality."
"Like a born Animagus, Metamorphmagus, Legilimency, he may be a born Creator."
Dumbledore looked at Heath with a puzzled expression at the end. "Born Creator, did you make up that yourself?"
Heath shrugged. "Can you blame me? It's because the predecessors were useless. Not only did they not develop creation magic, but they also didn't even have a chance to combine genes. They were like pearls that could not be surpassed by their predecessors, so I had to make up a term myself."
"Alright, alright, I can't argue with you. Are you planning to have him learn your knowledge?" Dumbledore waved his hand and said.
"That's it. Theoretically speaking, the substance created using one's own magic will not have any rejection reaction with one's own identity. At that time, there will be no threshold for him to learn my Flesh Alchemy. I can already imagine that I will teach someone... hiss... I'm getting a little excited."
Dumbledore sighed somewhat helplessly, "Alright, I trust your sense of propriety as a teacher, but what about Mr. Remus Lupin? That bloodline magic you gave him..."
Heath hardened his face. "It's just a restraint effect. It's just that it's not as gentle and might hurt a little, but compared to the Werewolf going crazy at Hogwarts and hurting other young wizards, it's tolerable, isn't it?"
Dumbledore shook his head. "What I mean is that you didn't give him the freedom to move around."
"You still want him to roam freely?" Heath's eyes widened slightly. "Don't tell me that when you recruited the Werewolf, you didn't find him a quiet, secluded place to stay, but instead planned to let him wander around Hogwarts in his Werewolf form!"
"If that's really what you think, then I'll have to reconsider whether I should get Mr. Lupin something else."
Dumbledore somewhat exasperated. He had never liked talking to the Heath, and before he could even say a word, there were already more than a dozen waiting for him on the other side.
"Let's talk about Mr. Heath. I'm also quite curious about how far your research has progressed."
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Floating Clouds
Mass grave cosplay of corpses
I like both of them, which one should I choose? It's so hard to choose!