Chapter 132 It’s me sitting here, not Snape, so just be happy!

In the end, Harry still didn't ride Sirius for four laps...

Because Sirius was on Kayson's crotch.

All in all, this Sirius runs really fast and is really strong.

Kaisen could still run so fast while riding on his back.

Really, pure talent.

Even Sirius could chase Harry's ass closely from late at night to dawn. Sirius was still circling around the feet of Harry who was already sitting on the sofa to rest.

"Okay, after drinking this cup of hot chocolate milk, you can go back to sleep. Today happens to be Saturday, otherwise you can go to Madam Pomfrey's to get a refreshing potion and go to class."

"Of course, we will." Harry had no energy, as if the four laps had cost him half of his life.

"Hmm, from now on... well, I also know that I can't control you Gryffindors. I've always turned a blind eye to your night walks before, but yesterday Grindelwald was there. It’s too dangerous for you to go out for night walks in school.”

"But since you didn't know beforehand why someone like him came to Hogwarts...Gryffindor plus forty points, go back now."

Kaysen pointed to the office door in the distance.

At this moment Neville suddenly stood up.

"Professor Kaysen...thank you!"

He bowed solemnly to Kaisen.

"I only made a small contribution, Lockhart did most of it... Have you thanked him?" Kayson quickly helped Neville up and said.

"Well, we also invited him and went to Longbottom Manor for Christmas, but it's a pity that you're not here, Professor." Neville said, rubbing his eyes with his hand.

"Okay, I see you had a very happy Christmas this time." Kaysen said with a smile, and then he noticed that Harry sitting on the sofa suddenly looked a little lonely.

At this moment, he was the only one among the four little Gryffindors whose parents were gone.

With Harry's kindness, he was certainly happy for Neville from the bottom of his heart, but in this contrast, he was definitely feeling uncomfortable.

"Harry, you..." Kayson fell silent mid-sentence. He really didn't know what to say to make Harry feel better at this time.

"Then Professor, are we leaving now?"

Harry also noticed Professor Kayson's embarrassment, and he was very emotionally intelligent and wanted to pull up his friends and leave.

"...Wait, I'll give you a gift." Kaison quickly stopped Harry and waved his hand, and the Z9 broom that he had modified appeared in his hand.

"This is a broomstick that I modified. Do you like it? Of course, if you don't like it, I can make you a new one... Consider it a Christmas gift. You three also have it. Don't worry. "

Neville shook his head: "I've received my Christmas present."

"Okay then you two."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other: "Uh...no, no, no shortage...no, uh...give our share to Harry."

"Yeah, give it to Harry."

Harry took the broom and nodded: "This one is very good."

"I hope so."

Lying at Harry's feet, Sirius had his eyelids drooped and looked unattractive.

He now has a little doubt about himself twelve years ago. At that time, he wanted to accept punishment and atone for his sins, but left a child without his father outside...

He now even believed that he, the so-called godfather of Harry, did not pay as much fatherly love to Harry as the professor sitting on the sofa opposite.

No, saying that is putting money in his own face. He was imprisoned in Azkaban before he even had time to pay.

"The dog looks sad," Neville said, looking at Sirius at Harry's feet.

"Well, this dog understands human nature."

Harry also looked at the big black dog lying on the ground with some amusement, and touched its head with his hand.

"Then Professor, are we leaving now?" Harry said holding the Z9 broom.

"Well, ride the broom slowly, this one is more than a fraction faster than the Nimbus 2000." Kaison warned.

Harry nodded, and the four of them walked towards the door in the distance, while Sirius also lowered his tail to see the four of them off.

Kaison put the tea set on the coffee table in the corner. After a while, the house elf came back to take it away and clean it.

And he himself teleported out of the office and appeared in the principal's office, intending to prosecute Grindelwald for getting high and staying in Hogwarts.

"Dumbledore...why are you still here?" Halfway through Kayson's words, he saw Grindelwald sitting in the corner of the office.

"Obviously, Al thought no one could keep an eye on me, so he decided to take action himself." Grindelwald answered while sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and reading the Daily Prophet.

".........so...Dumbledore, yesterday Mr. Grindelwald said that he would be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the future." Kayson was a little helpless. Sit down in front of Dumbledore's desk.

"I think he would be very... qualified for this position," Dumbledore said.

Kaysen nodded. It was obvious that he had received the confirmation from Dumbledore himself. He also understood that the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald should be very good. And it was not just good. In short, it was so good that there was no need to save face.

"Wow... Wow... Wow... Dumbledore? You are really creative. Let me think about it. Last year you let Quirrell in. That guy had a Dark Lord behind his head..." Kaisen glanced at Grindelwald and added, "The second generation."

"This year, the notebook contains the youth version of the second generation of the Dark Lord."

"I don't know if there will be a Dark Lord next year, unless Lupin also goes out for a walk and gets possessed, but this should be impossible. We can make other guesses."

"The year after next, you invited the first generation of the Dark Lord to come to Hogwarts to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Is this some weird hobby of yours? Or is it the so-called... filling the gap of Hogwarts without the Dark Lord?"

"To be honest, I am less and less trusting of your brain now. Excuse me, what kind of medicinal material is in your head, Ren Zhong Huang or Wang Yue Sha?"

"Or is it something else? Honey?"

"Ahem, Kaisen, let's talk and curse, please don't make personal attacks." Dumbledore touched his face and said awkwardly.

"Oh...it's me sitting here instead of Snape, just be happy..."