Chapter 53 Do you think one person is enough? (Ch 53)

“Actually, I can come by myself…”

“What to eat?”

“Hmm…have an orange.”

Hermione sat on a small stool, swiftly peeled open an orange, broke off a slice and handed it to Kaisen who was lying on the bed. The latter opened his mouth and ate it with a look of humiliation.

The office and bedroom were connected and the door was not closed at this time, so Kaisen could just see what the other little wizards were doing.

For example… Harry, he held a wand in his left hand and a rag in his right hand, cleaning the office’s hygiene conditions with both magic and Muggles.

Neville washed the fruits that were continuously delivered to the door. There was no problem in washing fruits like apples and pears, but this kid even washed fruits that needed to be peeled, such as oranges and bananas.

According to him, he was afraid of contaminating the washed fruits by handling the unwashed fruits.

Well…really a very good kid…very good.

Ron was busy bringing basket after basket of fruit baskets from outside the office door into the office, and he wrote down their names and the cards on the fruit baskets, and stacked them together on the desk.

In the corner, there was a little wizard with Perkin-hair who was using hot water to heat the potion in the potion bottle, and using a mercury thermometer to constantly try to keep the temperature within the range of 37.5 degrees Celsius.

“Honestly, I’m not even hurt, you guys really shouldn’t be like this.” Kaisen said dryly while being restrained on the bed by a magic called [Tough Stare].

“Professor Snape said…”

“I suspect Severus is taking revenge on me for the Christmas present I gave him… but I can see that he did use that thing. Did you notice his hair?”

Hermione nodded in understanding. “I was wondering if Professor Snape’s hair has returned to normal since returning from the Christmas holidays.”

“Well, that’s my masterpiece. Do you want to learn it? I can teach you as long as you let me stand up and go to the alchemy workbench outside the office. It’s one-on-one. Other little wizards don’t have this treatment.” Kaisen seduced like a big bad wolf lying on his grandmother’s bed.

“…Well…Although this condition is very tempting, I refuse.” Hermione said with difficulty.

“Oh… don’t you have to go to class? Don’t tell me you took time off to take care of me. I told you in advance that I will never appreciate your behavior of not attending class.”

“The next class is in half an hour.”

“Then go quickly. Trust me, I can handle myself here steadily. When I get out of bed, I will definitely not be thrown over my shoulder by a slipper and hit my head on the floor, and go straight to see the god of death.” Kaisen said with a smile on his face.

“Our roommates will help us bring our books, don’t worry about that, Professor.”

“Then you should go to the classroom anyway, right?”

“Yes, but that will be in twenty minutes.”

“OK…”

Although these twenty minutes were extremely long, they still gave Kaisen a little comfort.

It only takes twenty minutes, just twenty minutes.

Kaisen stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. When he counted to fifteen minutes and twenty-six seconds, Draco quickly moved his feet and brought over a bottle of thirty-eight-nine-degree potion.

He calculated this temperature based on the heat conduction of the glass bottle, the specific heat capacity of the liquid, and his movement speed. When he walked over, the temperature was about 37.5 degrees.

“Put it here, you can go out now.”

Draco’s expression fell instantly, but this time he surprisingly didn’t say any unnecessary trash talk. He just put the potion on the bedside table and left.

“I really want to thank Severus for making the family tree with him as the center. Although he has reduced me to this miserable situation, fortunately the potion he brewed is still… Why does it smell like garlic? Did he add chopped Quirrell into it?”

After much begging, Kaisen finally got Hermione to agree to let him sit up a little, and then he stretched out an arm from under the quilt to drink the potion himself.

However, the first second after taking the potion, he was so shocked by the strange smell that he wore a mask of pain.

“The potion in the morning is still orange soda flavored…”

Kaisen lay on the bed with a feeling of despair. He felt that his sweat had left an image of a person on the bed sheet, but the quilt still held him tightly.

At this moment, taking a sip of the potion that was even warmer than normal temperature, I immediately felt that this life didn’t need to be that long.

real.

Fortunately, the time is almost up. He still doesn’t believe that Hermione and the other first-year kids can come up with any magic to make him stay in bed obediently.

Even Dumbledore couldn’t make himself stay in bed, so how could they make themselves stay in bed?

It’s impossible!

Soon, in Kaisen’s time perception, twenty minutes were finally calculated, but Hermione and the others did not leave. Instead, they opened the door of the office, and a group of people walked in in an orderly manner.

“What’s going on?”

Hermione put her hands behind her back and said sternly, “In order to make you stay in bed and recover from your injuries, we have specially found some outside help.”

“…Clam?”

Soon the first little wizard came in, Angelina, a third-year Gryffindor…

This child is a good one, but… no, considering that the Christmas gift she sent her was a pair of thick gloves and she reminded herself to wear thick clothes when it gets cold, if she stays, she will probably have to put on two or three more layers of quilts.

For his own safety, Kaisen shook his head frantically with a terrified face, and Angelina retreated with a little disappointment when she saw this.

The next one is the little wizard from Hufflepuff. Although he is in the third year, he is Cedric, the representative of the fourth-year Alchemy class.

This guy is great. The most important thing is that he is honest, flexible, strong and understands his current situation which is like a furnace.

Well, actually, neither of them is true. It’s just that Cedric is an easy kid to talk to. Maybe if I talk to him nicely, he will secretly tell me something.

Kaisen showed a relieved smile: “Cedric, you stay here, well, you are enough, let them all go, if you have time, go out for a walk or sleep in bed, it is much better than staying here.”

Cedric nodded and stood in the corner of the bedroom.

Hermione then called the next person in.

“Huh??? What’s going on?” Kaisen asked in confusion.

“Professor, with your personality, do you think one person is enough?”