Chapter 103 Strange Atmosphere (Ch 103)

“Okay, get out of class is over. Remember to hand in all your papers later… By the way, do you still want to… Never mind, let’s talk about the Wither later, maybe when Dumbledore is no longer in Hogwarts.”

“There is another good news. Your Professor Lockhart probably doesn’t have time to teach you recently. He will be staying in his office for two weeks to study his thesis. So Snape will still be your substitute for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in these two weeks.”

“The school hasn’t officially notified you about this matter yet. I just happened to know to tell you, so don’t be late for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class.”

Kaisen said as he put away the books on the podium and walked directly back to his office through the stairs hidden behind the blackboard.

After changing his clothes, he teleported out the door and walked towards the auditorium on the first floor.

It is said that the house elves in the kitchen roasted more than ten sheep today. You must go and take a look…

When they arrived at the auditorium, they saw several professors gathered there, chirping at something. Until Hagrid looked up and saw Kaisen, he subconsciously walked towards Kaisen.

“Hey Kaisen, let me ask you a question…”

Before Hagrid could finish his words, the quick-witted Professor Flitwick put him in a throat lock.

“Wow… huh?”

Professor Snape came over and took Hagrid back with a helpless look on his face. Kaisen looked around in a daze.

“What are you guys doing?”

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing. Hagrid accidentally mixed alcohol into the potion and damaged his brain. It’s okay. Come and have dinner.” Professor Sprout pulled Kaisen back to the professor’s seat, and the other professors also remained silent.

“Uh…what a weird atmosphere.”

Kaisen put a lamb chop on his plate and looked at Snape with some curiosity…

He has a stern face and you know without asking anything that you can’t get any answers.

Professor Sprout……..an awkward but polite smile.

Professors McGonagall and Flitwick buried their faces as far as they could into their plates.

“Hagrid….Hagrid?”

Hagrid raised his head and looked at Kaisen.

“What are you discussing?”

Hagrid scratched his head in embarrassment. “Nothing. I can only tell you that it was a very ouch!”

Professor Flitwick picked up his fork again, as if he had done nothing.

“Uh, you guys are being so mysterious. I don’t understand you guys.” Kaisen touched his chin and immersed himself in eating again.

At the door of the auditorium, Madam Huo Qi walked in in a hurry. It wasn’t because she was really in a hurry, it was just her personality.

She walked to the professor’s seat and waved at Kaisen: “Kaisen, I didn’t see you outside the French window of your office when I was riding my broom just now. I was wondering where you were.”

Madam Hooch sat down, took off her gloves and began to eat.

“Well…why are you so anxious today?”

Kaysen asked.

“There will be a Quidditch match tomorrow, so I thought I’d ask you to check the Quidditch teams. I’ve brought them all.” Madam Hooch said.

“Well, I just finished eating.”

After wiping his hands, he picked up the large box containing Quidditch balls and placed it on the chair.

“Let me take a look…it’s all normal wear and tear, nothing wrong.”

As he spoke, he took out the enchanting table and enchanted the balls again.

“Thank you so much, Kaysen, I promise to wait for you!” Madam Hooch suddenly paused halfway through her words, and Professor Flitwick picked up his knife and fork and started eating again.

“Honestly, you all have been pretty weird today. So was Hagrid before.”

“Um…I just stubbed my toe by accident, that’s all.”

“All right.”

Kaisen scratched his head and returned to his office in confusion.

The next day, at noon, almost all the wizards in the school gathered on the Quidditch field.

“Haven’t you ever thought of using a weather spell to make the weather a little more normal? You know, you all have to wear glasses now. If it rains, just pray that your brooms don’t pierce your classmates’ bodies.” Kaisen complained while re-enchanting the Quidditch players’ brooms.

“Don’t worry, Professor. Gryffindor is not afraid of danger. The lion’s claws can skin and cramp even a slippery snake in any weather!” Wood was helping Harry check his Quidditch gear. Hearing Kaisen’s complaint, he quickly responded.

“I’m sorry, if you can catch up.” Flint said with a sneer.

“If one of you curses a few more times, then we’ll be even. This is a Quidditch match, not the UFC. We don’t need to do fancy things before the match.”

“Uh? What is UFC?”

“Nothing, just keep on cursing.”

After checking all the brooms, Kaisen teleported back to the Quidditch stands. He took out a bunch of snacks from his ring and distributed them to the professors around him, while he ate while watching.

“Hmm… this candy tastes really good…” Dumbledore took a bag of candy from Kaisen’s arms, tore open the package, and said while eating.

Kaisen rolled his eyes and gathered the snacks on his lap into his arms.

“Oh, Kaysen, let me eat some, just consider it my request.” Dumbledore said with a smile.

“You can blame me for eating so fast. Besides, I bought these from the Muggle supermarket. They are not available in the wizarding world.”

“Well… next time you go to the supermarket, would you mind taking me with you?” Dumbledore asked.

“Have you any money?”

“Well… although the principal’s salary is not that high, I can still afford some snacks.”

Kaisen snapped his fingers and said, “Great, in that case I won’t bring any money next time.”

“Okay… but this is not your character, isn’t it?” Dumbledore was a little confused. How come Kaisen, who used to throw Galens around like coins, became unusually… frugal?

“I can refine as much gold as I want myself, and the pounds are all the hard-earned money I earned from working hard to renovate the house, so of course they are different.”

“You can go to Gringotts to exchange it. They can also exchange wizard coins for Muggle coins there.” Hagrid reminded.

“I’ve exchanged it before, and then I found out that those goblins used the damn copying spell to copy the pounds. The supermarket cashier almost called the police when he saw me with a stack of pounds with the same denomination.” Kaisen said gritting his teeth.