Chapter 259 School of Physical Education and School of Art (Ch 259)

“get out of class is over!” Kaisen cheered when he heard the bell, and disappeared with a buzz.

Hermione, who was assembling a semi-finished mechanical arm with the tools provided in the alchemy classroom, twitched her lips. She seemed to know how Professor Binns of History of Magic felt when he saw them running away after class.

But isn’t there something wrong with this character?

When Kaisen returned to the office, he did not hear the little wizards’ inner voices. All he had was the most basic respect for the off-duty workers. After all, to put it bluntly,…

૮₍ɵ̷﹏ɵ̷̥̥᷅₎აThe little wizards in the fourth grade are not cute anymore. I still like them when they were in the first or third grade. They looked so soft.

It’s a pity that my course is not a compulsory one, otherwise I could teach those first-grade wizards. How patient.

Snape: First-year wizards are worse than pigs!

“Huh?”

Kaisen suddenly let out a sigh. He felt as if he had forgotten something… Never mind. He had a third grade class later. It was time to ask them to help him install the guide rails!

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In the blink of an eye, it was the end of October and Kaisen collapsed on the sofa in his office.

“Why do I, a little alchemy professor, need to be present when Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are here? Shouldn’t the headmaster and the four deans be present for this kind of thing? At best, we can add Grindelwald to let the young wizards of Durmstrang see their outstanding alumni.”

Kaisen kept talking nonsense, but the main idea was that he didn’t want to stand outside in this cold weather even if the sky fell.

Snape, who was sent by Dumbledore to call Kaisen, was speechless. He was really envious of Kaisen’s mental state. In his heart, welcoming other schools was not as worthwhile as staying in the office to study the formula of new potions.

However, as the Headmaster of Slytherin, he would most likely be arranged by Dumbledore to receive students from Durmstrang. After all, the proportion of Muggle wizards on both sides was very low, so perhaps they could get along well.

It’s fine to fight to the death inside Hogwarts, but it would be disgraceful if it happened outside of Hogwarts.

For example, if Durmstrang and Gryffindor were to sit at the same table, there would be a high probability that before Kaisen, who was concentrating on eating, could even finish his second bite, a certain mischievous young wizard from Gryffindor and a serious young wizard from Durmstrang would have a big feud.

This all has historical origins. According to unofficial historical records, Voldemort died because he went to the Muggle public toilet and there was no toilet paper. The Muggle on the left handed him a piece of sandpaper, and the Muggle on the right handed him a piece of patchouli leaf. In the end, the smart Lord Voldemort did not choose either one, and stood up with his pants lifted up. Then he was discovered by a passing muscle brother who wanted to force him to play with the hook, but finally found that he had not wiped it…

Of course…unofficial history…these are all unofficial history!

Ordinary Muggles in a public toilet can cause such a big trouble, so the Gryffindor little wizards should be assigned to students according to their ability to cause trouble, and let them sit next to Durmstrang. If they don’t make an enemy, they are not Gryffindor.

“Then go directly to the Great Hall.” Snape gave another option concisely.

Kaisen looked at the space-based dragon-slaying cannon. Yes, if he went to the auditorium now, it would only be a matter of sitting for a while. If he waited until all the young wizards from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were seated in the auditorium before going there, it would seem impolite.

“You are very thoughtful, Severus!” Kaisen gave Snape a thumbs up and said.

Snape had a question mark on his head, not knowing what had happened to him as he was given a considerate card, but he did not think much about it. The two of them left the office, one teleporting as an Enderman while the other turned into black smoke.

Kaisen came to the empty auditorium, sat happily in his seat, supported his chin with one hand and waited for the professors to come back first. Then he could fish in troubled waters and even Dumbledore would not be able to say anything to him.

Then the door of the auditorium opened. Dumbledore was followed by professors and the headmasters of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. They were standing very close to the front, and the professors’ seats were facing the door.

Kaisen, who was caught slacking off, gave an awkward but polite smile. He stretched out his free hand like a cat and moved his fingers.

“Hello.”

Dumbledore looked embarrassed, and Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and forced herself to suppress her anger.

In the end, the matter was left unresolved. After all, what was there to say about such a thing? It was awkward to say more or less, so the best thing was to just ignore it.

Kaisen, on the other hand, made full use of the advantage of his big face. He sat there with his chin supported by one hand, and he didn’t even change his movements.

After all the professors and young wizards of Hogwarts were seated, Kaysen discovered that Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were still standing outside.

And of course their principal.

Kaisen frowned, tugged at Snape’s sleeve and whispered, “What are they doing? Standing outside without moving? Are they trying to intimidate us or me? Will Dumbledore kick me out to appease his friends later?”

Snape’s eyebrows jumped unnaturally. “It’s probably just a special way of entering. When you come to an unfamiliar environment, you have to show your own skills. Of course, if the main perspective is here, you can also say that it’s a bad intention.”

“My main problem is actually the latter part.”

Snape took a deep breath. As expected, friends only have a special filter when you keep a distance: “No.”

“Then do we need to show them our power?” Kaisen asked.

“You should ask Dumbledore about that.”

Before Kaisen had the time to look at Dumbledore, the entrance performances of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons began, with performances from the sports school and the art school, including a bunch of white-skinned sports students and dance seniors.

And the little wizards of Hogwarts……

Kaisen once again looked at Dumbledore, who shrugged helplessly: “Although I don’t particularly want to admit it…but what does a vocational school need a bicycle for?”

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