Chapter 87 Myrtle

After a long time, Kaisen left the principal's office and reappeared in the alchemy office.

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After pulling the creeper head off Lockhart's head, he sent him away.

Next came the four little wizards...

Well, surprisingly well-behaved, the four little wizards sat on the sofa, each holding a novel under the coffee table and reading.

As Kaisen sat in his seat, the four little wizards finally turned on the computer. Neville was still sitting on the sofa calmly, while the other three little wizards all looked at Kaisen.

"...What?"

"Professor, I want to learn alchemy!"

This time, Kaisen didn't waste time on some nonsense, nor did he explain anything extra to them. He directly took out three red stones that were slightly larger than Neville's during the day and placed them on the desk.

"Light it up, and I'll consider you pass... Of course, it has to be lit to a considerable degree."

The three little wizards quickly picked up their own redstones and tried their best to pour magic into them.

Neville watched his three friends holding redstones slightly larger than his own, and the light was even brighter than his own.

Then Professor Kaysen began to lie: "Well... not very good, if you force yourself to learn alchemy now, you will easily get hurt, but I am still very happy to let you lay a solid foundation."

As he said this, he bent down and found a few alchemy notebooks under the desk.

"Go back and take a look. If you plan to sign up for my class next year, I think you will need it." Kaysen gave each of the four little wizards a copy.

Even Neville, who had taken the class in advance, had one.

"Then professor, we should just not be able to really practice now, right? After all, what if we are just auditing?" Hermione asked.

"In fact, there is no need to audit, because I will not choose to use the lecture method for the time being, but a more inhumane method."

"Inhumane?" Hermione was a little confused.

Then the four of them received four more runic textbooks, almost and this book, to be honest, is thicker than the Oxford Dictionary and bigger than the benches in their auditorium.

"Oh my god." Ron looked at the big book in his hand in a daze, which could kill a person.

"Well..." Kaysen looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's almost curfew time, aren't you going back now?"

The four children looked at the office door in the distance.

"Can we sleep here for a night?" Ron asked.

"Well... Of course not, I have to go out tonight." Kaysen shook his head.

"So the professor also goes on a night tour?"

Kaysen knocked Harry's head with his knuckles: "How can the professor's work be considered a night tour? I'm just patrolling the castle normally."

"Oh..." Harry suddenly realized: "If you were patrolling the castle tonight..."

"You can give it a try... or maybe use your invisibility cloak to see if I can catch you."

"Oh, okay." Harry shrank his neck, and soon the four children walked towards the office door in the distance.

And Kaisen teleported directly to the abandoned bathroom on the second floor of the castle.

He reached out and knocked on the door: "Hello, Myrtle... Ms.? Or classmate? Can I come in?"

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There was only the gurgling sound of the sewer inside.

Kaysen knocked on the door again.

"Who are you?" A sharp voice came from the bathroom.

"Kesen Heath, the alchemy professor at Hogwarts."

"Oh... I know you, come in."

Kesen pushed open the door of the bathroom and walked in. He looked at the translucent gray-white ghost sitting on a toilet in a daze.

"Should I call you Ms. Myrtle or classmate Myrtle?"

"Do I look old?" Myrtle's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Of course not, just expressing my respect." Kesen shook his head quickly.

"Oh... Don't talk nonsense, no one in the whole school respects me, and I don't deserve your respect. After all, I am not excellent, not beautiful, not smart... no..."

"Why do you think so?" Kesen asked.

"Do I need to think about it myself? I just need to stand in front of a stranger, and these answers will be said from his harsh mouth." Myrtle floated towards Kesen.

"For example, you, look at me, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Kesen raised his head slightly, he always had the habit of doing this when he looked at others.

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"........A kind person." He spoke quickly.

"Kind? Why do you think I'm kind?" Myrtle asked in surprise, as if she had never thought that this word would be used to describe herself.

"According to your description, the attitude of the young wizards in Hogwarts towards you should not be considered good, but I have rarely heard of you playing pranks or hurting people with bad words in Hogwarts. Although ordinary ghosts cannot play pranks like Peeves, they can still suddenly appear to scare people or chase and curse."

"But you endured those insults that you should not endure, but did not vent them. Maybe at most you just hid in this bathroom quietly...waiting for your mood to calm down. How can you not be kind?"

Myrtle's gray face rarely had a little flesh color.

"Maybe you are right...can you say more?"

"These are all easy to say. You just didn't find your own advantages, such as wisdom. You are a Ravenclaw, a Ravenclaw favored by the Sorting Hat and Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw. You can completely become the kind of person you want to be, instead of letting others find the advantages that you ignore." Kaisen comforted.

"Oh...thank you...but I'm still ugly, I still wear glasses, and I'm a crybaby." At that moment, Myrtle felt better, but soon, she felt down again.

"Come on, aren't all adolescents like this? At least from my perspective as an adult, they look good, and wearing glasses is not shameful. I also wear glasses."

"It's normal to cry. I had a student last year named Casley, of course she has graduated this year, she also loves to cry. She wrote to me some time ago and she joined the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic."

Myrtle looked at Kaysen with bright eyes.

"I know her, she's a good person."

Kaysen wiped the sweat off his head calmly.

Adolescents are really hard to coax.

Fortunately...I still have some talent.