Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 141 He wouldn't be surprised no matter what terrible things Dumbledore did to him.

Chapter 141 He wouldn't be surprised no matter what terrible things Dumbledore did to him.

Just as Kane began to impersonate an elegant person and enjoy his early morning tea, Lucius had already started whispering to a beautiful woman who arrived late.

While eating the biscuits, Kane glanced up at the pale, elegant face, which seemed to have never smiled since birth. The impression he gave was that he would be very difficult to fool with magic.

We need something even more powerful.

After telling Narcissa that if he didn't return in an hour, she should quickly work with the Board of Governors and the Ministry of Magic to suspend Dumbledore's position as headmaster and then try to rescue him, or at least put up a fight, he stood before Kane as if he were going to his execution.

"Do you have a key, Mr. Heath?"

"No, the flying broom." As soon as Kane finished speaking, the little pumpkin automatically opened its mouth and spat out the flying broom.

"Alright, darling, three hours." Lucius turned around and reset the time for Narcissa. After all, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it would take two hours to ride a flying broomstick to Hogwarts and back.

However, it wasn't until Lucius sat on the back of Kane's broomstick and felt the intense and strange acceleration that he belatedly asked, "How long did it take you to get to Malfoy Manor on your flying broomstick?"

"About fifteen minutes?" Kane raised an eyebrow, trying to get Lucius to ask the question.

Because that way he could conveniently say the answer he had long wanted to say.

"How did you know that not long ago I used my incredible skills and a bunch of phoenix tail feathers I swiped from Dumbledore to upgrade the mantis shrimp's top speed to 369 miles per hour?"

Unfortunately, Lucius didn't ask that question, which made Kane, riding his broom, a little annoyed, and he couldn't help but twist the magic gate down a little more.

His mantis shrimp also has an emergency magic key. As long as you twist it to the limit and then twist it one more time, you can hear a click... and then it's the same old trick of downgrading and replenishing magic.

Unlike Kane, who silently rode his broom, Lucius, sitting in the back, seemed to realize that he had just missed an opportunity to praise Kane and provide him with emotional value.

So much so that Kane has now twisted his flying broom to such an abstract speed... If something goes wrong and he collides head-on with a bird, that speed would be enough to pierce through the two of them.

It's probably too late to say anything now; what if Kane gets distracted while listening to me...?

Wrong? Perhaps we could ask where they bought that broom; if we were to buy one for Draco...

That's too dangerous. Narcissa will break both of their legs.

Thinking of this, Lucius abruptly interrupted his dangerous thought.

Just as Kane was about to crash into the headmaster's office with Lucius, the Slugger's Wand suddenly teleported, perfectly avoiding the extra momentum and obstacles. The two, along with a broom and a pumpkin, landed steadily in Dumbledore's office.

"You're quick, Kane. I knew it was you who caused Fawkes to shed fur a while ago." Dumbledore chuckled as he looked at Kane, who had brought Lucius. He calculated the straight-line distance from Malfoy Manor to Hogwarts and knew that Fawkes' sudden loss of fur was definitely Kane's doing.

"Alright, so I've delivered Mr. Lucius Malfoy to you. I'll be leaving now; Harry's waiting for me to keep him company at bedtime." Kane finished speaking and was about to push open the door to leave when Dumbledore stopped him: "Don't you want to hear it?"

"This is your private matter." Kane shrugged and was about to leave when Dumbledore, seeing this, didn't insist on keeping him. "Then come to my office tomorrow morning."

"No problem." Kane readily agreed to this simple request.

Before returning to the infirmary, Kane first went to the Hogwarts kitchen and felt a sense of healing looking at the house-elves sleeping peacefully inside.

After all, they are all young and cute, and most importantly, none of them have the weird brain circuits like Dobby.

But speaking of Dobby...

Kane clicked his tongue. Although the house-elf was a bit dim-witted, at least he wasn't completely useless. After Dobby's commotion, it was likely that the heir to Slytherin would soon emerge.

It can be considered a good deed done.

Kane sighed and stuffed a whole bunch of delicious food into his little pumpkin before heading toward the infirmary.

After all, aside from drinking a ton of butterbeer in the Gryffindor common room, Harry should be pretty hungry by now.

"He's so lucky to have a friend like me."

Kane, carrying the little pumpkin, walked towards the infirmary and uttered this leisurely sigh.

Soon, when Kane arrived outside the infirmary, he found that the infirmary was lit. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was not a light, but the light of a campfire. Harry then threw all the charcoal he had placed next to the campfire into it.

Ron and Hermione were also in this small hospital room.

"What are you two doing here? Aren't you going to class tomorrow?" Kane asked in surprise as he walked into the infirmary, then shared some of the treats that Little Pumpkin was eating with each of them.

"I was worried about Harry, so I planned to go out in the middle of the night to check on him. That's when we found out about that house-elf named Dobby... Maybe their brain circuits are really different from ours." Ron stretched out a finger and circled it around his temple.

Dobby didn't understand how he was doing it, but he was deeply impressed.

Hermione, on the other hand, was feeling drowsy, wanting to sleep but not wanting to.

"How about I send Hermione back? Ron, you can come over later tonight?" Kane pointed to the half-dead Hermione and sighed helplessly. This girl had devoted herself to finding the Slytherin heir, spending half the day brewing Polyjuice Potion and then coming to see Harry in the early hours of the morning.

Honestly, he was really afraid that if he let Hermione continue like this, she might suddenly die while brewing potions, and what she would end up with would be Polyjuice Potion that turns her into Hermione.

It's a little scary to think about.

"Leave Harry to me, I'll finish all the food he can't eat," Ron said, patting his chest, only to receive a glare from a still somewhat unsure Harry.

Soon, Kane, who had used the Levitation Charm to bring Hermione back to the Gryffindor Tower, learned from his previous experience and used his tentacles to send Hermione back to her dormitory. That was indeed too abstract, but fortunately, he had a better way this time.

He reached into the shadow behind him, took out the Shadow Codex, and summoned a Shadow of Kane from it.

Shadow picked up Hermione and carried her back to her dorm, while Kane naturally returned to his cute little tent and slept soundly until dawn.

When they arrived at the Great Hall, Harry had already been discharged from the hospital and was sitting there with Ron, eating in a daze. It was obvious that they hadn't rested at all the night before and had been playing all night.

Kane glanced at his schedule in his pocket. The first class was Potions. He wished them good fortune and ate a quick breakfast. Not long after, he arrived outside Dumbledore's office.

Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if Dumbledore pulled some crazy stunt on him these days.