Kasenhis bypassed Grindelwald and strode straight toward the Headmaster's office. As he walked down the corridor, he once again saw a string of tags.
An empty hallway, four sets of tags—Kasen didn't even need to think; he knew exactly which four they were.
He reached out and yanked off the Invisibility Cloak, revealing the four dumbfounded and awkward-looking Gryffindors.
"Go to my office. When I get back, I'll be supervising you as you run two laps around it."
The four little ones exchanged looks. In the end, it was Hermione who blurted out the one line she, of all people, shouldn't have said.
"Professor, what if… you just take some points off instead?"
Kasen gave her a slightly confused look, and Hermione quickly followed up with an explanation.
"A very simple math problem, isn't it? Running around your office would probably take us until tomorrow morning, but if it's just a point deduction, we'd only need a few classes to make up for it…"
Kasen listened to Hermione's logical and convincing reasoning and couldn't help but clap.
"Very good, very well said. And you're all just great too. The basilisk was only just dealt with, and here you are sneaking out at night again. Honestly, Hogwarts is much more dangerous now than it was back when the basilisk was still around…"
"Gryffindor, minus forty points. And now, go to my office. When I get back, I'll be supervising as you run four laps!" This update ıs available on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩
Harry, Neville, and Ron stared at Hermione in shock—this was the girl who, with just two sentences, not only got them docked points but also made them run two extra laps.
"Wow…" a voice rang out behind Kasen. The next second, he instantly recognized who it was, and hurriedly shielded the four little ones behind him like a mother hen protecting her chicks.
Too bad he wasn't wide enough—no matter how he tried to hide them, they were still in full view.
"You can relax. This is Dumbledore's turf, after all. I'm not that deranged. Besides, young wizards are the future of the magical world. I have endless tolerance for them,"
Grindelwald explained.
"Ah, yeah, right, right…" Kasen muttered, wishing he could just Ender-teleport away and fetch Snape to give each of the four kids a pair of Earplugs of Silence.
Or maybe, if a hen happened to pass through the corridor, he could just pluck a handful of feathers and stuff their ears with those.
"Maybe you could leave them with me. I know where your office is, and these little students at this age are especially mischievous. Wouldn't want them running off."
Of course, Grindelwald didn't actually want to take a few little wizards back to Kasen's office. But he still went through the motions.
What he really wanted was to get a good look at this Harry Potter—someone Dumbledore never shut up about and even called his favorite student. He wanted to see just what was so special about him.
What secrets were hiding behind this so-called Savior…
"Is that so? Well… I refuse. I can take them back myself. As for you… sir, maybe go find a place to sleep or something… Though not in my office. I only have one bed—and Bruce's dog bed. Unless, of course, you'd like to share with Bruce…"
Kasen rolled his eyes dramatically, grabbed Harry and Neville under his left arm, Hermione and Ron under his right, and marched off at high speed toward his office.
"Albus likes that type? So this is what they call love? Heh…" Grindelwald watched Kasen's rapidly retreating figure and gave a helpless shrug.
"Professor Kasen, who was that?"
Back in the Alchemy office, Kasen picked up a glass of water and took a sip. Hermione, still puzzled, asked the question.
"Gellert Grindelwald. The first Dark Lord. Why else do you think I said this castle is even more dangerous than when the basilisk was roaming around?"
"Another Dark Lord? He looks way more normal than Voldemort," Harry muttered under his breath.
"Mhm. If he hears you comparing him to Voldemort, he might actually unleash his fire on you," Kasen replied.
"Oh… then, Professor, why is he here?" Hermione finally asked a proper question.
"That's exactly why I was planning to go yell at Dumbledore—which also happens to be why I ran into you lot... Ah, I was originally going to find Professor Trelawney."
"Well then, Professor, why don't you go find Professor Dumbledore and Trelawney, and we'll stay right here? We promise to keep far, far away from that Mr. Grindelwald," Ron said with a cheeky grin.
The other three nodded in enthusiastic agreement.
"Shut it little Ronnie. I'll stay right here and watch you finish your four laps. It's late anyway—Dumbledore and Trelawney are probably already asleep. You run. I'll supervise."
As Kasen spoke, he waved his hand. Instantly, the ceiling-mounted Dragon-Slayer Cannon and Redstone Lamps lit up, flooding the entire office with bright light.
On the outer edge of the office floor, a giant square track made of glowing redstone lamps appeared.
"Run outside this square track—don't step inside it. If you do, something very terrifying will happen."
Neville swallowed hard.
"Wh-What is it, Professor?"
"The chandelier above my office? It's actually a kinetic-powered cannon. If any of you slack off while running, I'll load you into it and fire you straight into the Black Lake," Kasen said.
"Huh what? Go-go-go! Start running!" Kasen waved them off. The four kids exchanged a look of utter despair before reluctantly beginning their laps around the outer track.
Upstairs, on his comfy wool mat, Sirius—currently in dog form—sleepily raised his head, confused by the clanging and crashing sounds coming from below.
Was someone stealing something?
Sirius suddenly remembered that right now, he was a dog. Unlike earlier in the day, when he'd still thought he was a damned human and had dared snatch a bacon sandwich right out of Kasen's hand…
What's worse, he'd actually gotten away with it.
But that wasn't the point. The point was, in this very moment, he decided he might as well act like a proper dog for once—do a bit of honest canine work, like guarding the house.
He wobbled his way over on all fours to the alchemy office. By now, the place was brightly lit, and Kasen was sitting in a chair reading a novel.
In the distance, four figures were jogging around the track.
Sirius took one look at the scene and immediately lost interest. He turned around, ready to head back upstairs for more sleep.
Then he heard Kasen's voice.
"Neville! Pick up the pace! Harry! Ron! Help Neville out!"
Harry? Sirius instantly latched onto the key word. The next second, he went full sprint toward Harry like a dog possessed.
Kasen glanced over but didn't think much of it. It's a dog. Dogs are energetic. Nothing wrong with that.
Then he lowered his eyes for a sip of coffee—and when he looked up again…
"HARRY! Get off Bruce! Riding a dog and tearing your trousers, do you even know shame?!"
Ok, I watched the Minecraft Movie!
It wasn't a piece of poetic art or absolute cinema.. It was entertaining nonetheless! I LOVED ALL THE MEMES! 🤣🤣
The whole vibe was awesome—popcorn showers everywhere! It was the most fun experience after seeing all our heroes come together in Endgame and the Natu dance from RRR. And I'm genuinely happy for the villager finding his love lol💀
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