Chapter 170 The Professor with Super High Emotional Intelligence and the Groove Hook

"Kesen! This is not Hogwarts, please act like a normal person!" Dumbledore gritted his teeth and condensed his voice into a thread to let it drill into Kesen's ears.

"OKOK..."

On the other side, Rostamer also appropriately suggested that the two of them go out for a drink alone.

"Uh, this is not necessary." Kesen said subconsciously.

Rostamer still had that smile, but the smile was a little stiff: "Didn't you say you wanted to drink? Why don't you drink now?"

"I want to drink, but I don't want to go out... Or you can mail the wine to Hogwarts?"

After Kesen said this, Dumbledore, who was sitting next to him, stopped laughing and looked at Kesen with an alien look.

"Huh? You don't want... the two of us go out alone?" Rostamer said with a stiff face.

Kesen shook his head.

"Then why did you agree when I said we could get together when I return to England?"

"You didn't say it was just the two of us, maybe we could call our respective friends." Kaisen said as a matter of course.

Rostamer looked at Karkaroff with a confused look, and soon Karkaroff's eyes were also passed over.

[I'll give you a raise if you can get him! ]

Rostamer took a deep breath: "I beg you, just the two of us go out for a drink!"

Kaisen shook his head: "My mother won't let me go to the bar alone."

"Aren't we two? And aren't you an orphan?"

"She won't let me go with strangers either, and I'm not an orphan. I have a happy and harmonious family, although they are not in this world."

Rostamer still had a decent smile on her face, but in fact she almost bit her silver teeth off early.

The only thing she wanted to do at this moment was to write a letter to her aunt quickly, and next time this damn professor went to her place to drink, she would add fuel to his fire.

But she soon adjusted her mindset. Of course, it might also be that the salary increase promised by Karkaroff blinded her bright eyes, so that she completely bowed down to Jin Galleon and said humbly.

"Let me put it another way. We are all adults. Maybe we can act like two adults, or be more straightforward. I invite you to the bar. I beg you!"

"Oh!" Kaisen understood this time. After all, as a professor with super high emotional intelligence, how could he not hear such a clear hint? Then he said very considerately: "You want to pursue me, right?"

Rostamer was about to cry. The only thing she wanted to do now was to quickly draw out her wand and turn around to give Karkaroff a hard blow, and then rob his vault and the Jin Galleon who had embezzled the school board for so many years and run away.

But the helpless reality turned into gravity and pulled her dream down.

"Yes! Did you agree to my request?"

Kaysen looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, and after a five-second pause...

"No."

"Huh?" Rostamer's expression was rarely broken.

"Look, I'm a man, you're a woman, we're of different genders, um, it's unfortunate, sorry... I'm certainly not saying anything bad about you, in fact you're the most beautiful witch I've ever seen, but like I said, we're of different genders." Kaisen explained with high emotional intelligence.

He thought his words could perfectly help the two of them out, and then Rostamer had the urge to cry for a moment, but she held it back.

But she couldn't stay in this damn meeting room any longer, and she walked out of the meeting room without looking back, and seemed to wipe her eyes with her hands.

"Am I a little too much? I think I've saved our faces very well?" Kaisen asked Dumbledore quietly.

"You... forget it, it's okay..." Dumbledore sighed helplessly, and Karkaroff on the other side was thrown back by a purple spell just a few seconds after chasing out.

"It seems that Miss Rostamer is in a bad mood now." Kaisen said without any self-awareness.

Successfully silenced the other four people in the conference room.

In the end, it was Madame Maxime and Professor Pound who broke the silence.

Madame Maxime's smart head recalled what Kaisen had just said.

[We don't match the gender]

So what if the gender matches?

She immediately signaled Professor Pound with her eyes.

Poor Professor Pound was forced by the principal to engage in dirty hook exchanges at such an old age.

I saw his old face blush, and he sat next to Kaisen, reaching out to touch Kaisen's thighs, who were only wearing a layer of pajamas.

[Launch + Damage + Fireworks + Gravity]

Kaisen quickly edited a set of compound magic with the new magic art, and the next moment a red light suddenly appeared beside him and flew towards Pound.

With a whoosh, poor Professor Pound smashed the window and flew out of it, until he reached a perfect height, and then gravity magic began to take effect.

Almost instantly, an indescribable gravity was applied to him, and he fell rapidly towards the ground.

Bang!!!

Rostamer, who was looking in the mirror in the corridor and wondering if his charm was not as good as before, was secretly sad when he saw a figure falling from the sky, raising a cloud of dust.

"What the hell?" She waved her hand casually with some curiosity, and a breeze blew away the dust, revealing Professor Pound who was embedded in the ground.

She Apparated over with some curiosity: "What's wrong with you?"

As the alchemical amulet on Pound's chest was completely broken, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you do me a favor?"

"Hmm?"

"Give Maxim a hard blow, just like you did to Karkaroff!"

Rostamo nodded in understanding: "Karkaroff is my boss, and my beating him is our German Shepherd Strong's internal affairs, but my beating Maxim... do you think I'm like... a knife?"

"Oh... then please help me." Pound looked at his plan of hitting three shots with no result and failed, and stretched out a hand helplessly.

"Hehe."

Rostamo didn't like this colleague who treated him as a knife and a fool. He just rolled his eyes and Apparated away, leaving Professor Pound alone still embedded in the ground.

"Dumbledore, I don't think it's safe here anymore... You don't even know there's a gay in the conference room!" Kaisen complained to Dumbledore in a low voice.

Dumbledore nodded as a matter of course: "Then what do you think of me?"