"What does this mean?" Snape asked in surprise.
Lily shook the fluorite light, and the light spots danced wildly on the cave ceiling.
"It's obvious this place is as dark as Filch's heart." She muttered, slapping the fluorite in her hand against the wall. Instantly, the small fluorite block expanded into a one-meter cubic fluorite block, emitting a faint yellow light on the wall, looking like a cat's eye that had been gouged out.
Kayson raised an eyebrow and looked at Snape: "Look at Lily's comprehension! This place definitely needs renovation!"
Snape also weighed the fluorite in his hand; it was the size of a fingernail, and its yellow light was only enough to illuminate the tip of his chin. "Such a contrast?"
Kayson commented, "Of course, this is my exclusive magic, you guys don't know anything about it."
Snape and Lily raised their eyebrows in exasperation, then began decorating the cave with fluorite.
"Corner! Top! Crack!" Kayson commanded, while he himself stood on a high place using a stepping block and slammed a glowstone into the crack above his head.
Lily tiptoed and stuffed small fluorite stones into the base of the stalactite, while Snape kicked the pebbles into the dark corner as a base.
Warm light gradually filled the cave. Where the halos of light overlapped, Lily's freckles faded, and Snape's greasy, unwashed hair gleamed with Maillard hue. Kayson put his hands on his hips and looked around. "Okay, that's bright enough." Then he suddenly pushed the two of them back by the shoulders. "Stay on the side."
"What's going on?" Lily asked, bewildered.
"You're rubbing that broken stone of yours again?" Snape was cornered against the wall, his robe immediately soaked.
Kayson didn't answer, but began to trace lines in the air with his fingers. Pop. A bluish-gray square stone landed at his feet.
Swish. Another piece is stacked on top.
Next came the wooden planks, then the basin, the pixelated little red mound, the strange stone steps, the wool carpet...
The movements were so fast they left afterimages; the only sounds in the cave were the muffled thuds of rocks colliding and the soft rustling of dust falling down.
Lily crouched down next to Snape, her chin resting on her knees. "Like watching ants build a nest," she whispered.
"Ants are more troublesome than him." Snape raised an eyebrow, enjoying the feeling. He liked having people squatting beside him, his friends right in front of him, living and working, while he could relax comfortably.
A stone wall was erected from the ground to seal the seepage and cracks. Square wooden floors were laid out with a soft thud to cover the ash heap.
Kayson even replaced the rotten wooden box in the corner with an oak shell—well, he wasn't that patient; he just replaced the box.
As the last round stone pressed down on the ceremonial platform, the faint sound of bells could be heard outside. Kayson shook his hand, his knuckles white. "What time is it?"
Lily peered through the narrow crack in the newly opened window... actually, she was digging a hole in the stone wall. "Let me see... it's almost dawn, it's been 10 days already."
Snape walked to the center of the cave on the somewhat slippery carpet, his boots clattering. "To be honest," he said, "This place gets a bit damp and cold if you stay here too long." He rubbed his arms, the damp chill seeping into his bones.
Kayson didn't reply. He built a fireplace using stones, magma blocks, and iron bars. The moment the magma blocks were placed on the ground, the entire cavern instantly warmed up by one degree. Then Kayson took out Flint and Steel and struck it twice.
The dampness in the air evaporated quickly, and the chill was replaced by warmth.
"Oh... That feels so good." Lily sat down on the sofa that Kayson had made from stairs and wool carpets and said happily.
"We should add a table here... by the fireplace." There were three sofas by the fireplace, and Snape sat down on the first one and said.
Kayson remained silent, only taking out wooden fences and thin planks, and piecing them together to form a large table big enough for three people to eat, chat, joke, and play games.
"That's perfect!" Lily suddenly slumped onto the table, dreaming back to the beautiful feeling of catching up on sleep in the classroom that morning.
"We need to go back to sleep later." Snape nudged Lily. "Don't lie there so comfortably."
It was only then that Kayson realized that they were indeed quite a distance from the three-person dormitory.
Imagine him pressing his hand lightly above the open space. Suddenly, three beds appear out of thin air, each a different color, with oak frames and pillows fluffy like dough. But the style is a bit off; the edges are too sharp, the colors too bright, it looks like a child playing with building blocks.
"I..." Kayson pointed to the yellow cardboard box against the wall, then to two other cards, one blue and one red. "You...you." He then threw himself onto the bed, followed by a series of pleasurable moans.
"Ugh..."
Lily poked at the red sheet, her fingertips sinking into the pixelated texture of the fabric. "Sleep here? Early Potions Class..."
" Slughorn will always be late for the first class." Snape had already taken off his shoes and stepped barefoot onto the wooden floor. The coolness made his toes curl, but it was better than wet stones. He threw himself onto the blue bed, Snape out another sigh of relief.
"Ugh..."
Lily stroked her chin, nodding in deep agreement, and covered the last fluorite with a dark oak Trapdoor. The moment darkness engulfed the cave, a sound of someone slamming onto the bed rang out, followed by a series of sounds of pleasure.
"Ugh..."
In the corner, water droplets splashed into the newly built stone trough. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Snape rolled over.
"A little bit more comfortable than a bunk bed in the dorm." A voice drifted out from the darkness.
From the bed next door came Kayson's indistinct groans, which sounded like "nonsense."
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