Chapter 195 Forget that You Are Illiterate

It was another brand new day, and Draco opened the door of the alchemy office. Although he couldn't hold the corners of his lips down no matter how hard he was driving the boat, he still pursed his lips in a serious manner.

"There's no one else here, you can laugh loudly." Draco said as Kayson gradually approached.

"I will do it next time." Draco nodded, and then took out a very delicate envelope-like thing from his pocket.

"Professor, I would like to invite you to Malfoy Manor for Christmas."

Kaysen shook his head crazily after hearing what Draco said.

"No, no, it's not anything else. The main thing is that I'm really not used to going to other people's houses for Christmas. The other thing is going to other people's houses to eat and sleep."

"Would you mind telling me why? Professor?" Draco asked.

"This is due to my personal personality and has nothing to do with anything else. I am a person with a very strong sense of boundaries." After Kaisen finished speaking, he quickly added in his mind [in front of unfamiliar people. 】

"Oh...what's going on during your vacation?" Draco then asked.

"No."

"Then my father would like to invite you to visit my home and discuss alchemy. Although I think there should be some exquisite alchemy device that I would like you to repair."

Sometimes life is so casual. It is obviously the same thing, but just change the way of saying it.

Kaison naturally turned the holidays into work in his mind. Rather than going to the Malfoy family to spend Christmas during the holidays, of course it would be better to work overtime during the holidays to visit the Malfoy family and repair the alchemy device. Make it easier for him to accept.

After all, I only need to finish what I need to do, say what I need to say, and don't even have to eat. I will still have time to order a Christmas pizza when I get home at noon.

Beautiful.

"Then Professor, will you come directly with me then?" Draco asked.

"When the time comes, you and Mr. Lucius make an appointment to tell me, and I will go there myself." Kaysen said.

"That's good."

Kaysen watched Draco take a drink from the water glass as he left. It had been a while since the beginning of the new semester, and he had also observed many of the little wizards in Slytherin.

Some young wizards may have a good family atmosphere because their families are not large, and they are not much different from normal young wizards. On the other side are the young wizards from large pure-blood Slytherin families.

Those wizarding families basically have nothing to do with love. The purpose of procreation is to inherit the family's glory and wealth.

And the little wizards who grew up in it have naturally become family-centered. Of course, this does not mean that this is wrong. It is an equal exchange. The little wizards have accepted the favorable conditions of the family since they were young, and it is reasonable for them to assume family responsibilities. of.

But that kind of AI machine that seems to have wiped out its own personality and finally turned into a flesh and blood is a bit extreme.

But I am just a professor, so I can't disturb their family affairs rashly.

I can only find those wizard families who are not extreme and the little wizards who just want to catch me in a reasonable position. I give a gentle push from behind. As for how far this little wizard can go. The extent is his own business.

After all, you can't do anything extreme just for the so-called freedom of a little wizard.

For example, for example, a person is the heir of a big family. His parents love him so much that he has grown up wrapped in sweetness and love. The only requirement his parents have for him is to learn knowledge and etiquette and find a well-matched partner for marriage. , it’s best to be in love with each other, and there’s nothing you can do about it if you don’t like them. At worst, you’ll treat each other like guests after getting married.

Then a psychotic professor came and talked loudly about free will and money can't buy love. Then he used supreme magic power to smash his family's property and turned his parents into Ruozhi.

At this time, the crazy professor said: "Although you have lost your money, your rights, your name and reputation, your well-matched wife has left you, and your parents have become Ruozhi, it doesn't matter because you Now you are free to pursue the things you truly love.”

Then the psychotic professor patted his butt and left, leaving him alone sitting on the ruins with a confused look on his face.

What will he think at this time?

"You're crazy!"

Kaysen took another sip of water. Although Draco was a little bitch, he was normal at this age, a teenager.

And it's not much worse. Just push it with a little effort, and that's all it can do.

After finishing Draco's affairs, he thought of Lucius Malfoy. He didn't meet him often, and the few times he met him, except for the first time, the atmosphere was not particularly peaceful.

Therefore, he also needs to protect himself a little to prevent Lucius Malfoy from giving him a Hongmen Banquet.

After all, are there really people who go to a banquet without explosives under their clothes?

What's the difference between not bringing a gun to a meeting or not bringing a knife to a rainy night?

Just eat it?

Although he really didn't think Lucius had the strength to leave him there, he still had to be prepared, which was called a sense of ritual.

Unconsciously, Kaysen finished some more classes, and Merlin in the sky found 0D white lace stockings from the bottom of his wardrobe. Snow began to fall from the sky. Little wizards from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade Station continued to arrive, and Draco also sent home visits early.

In addition, Sirius smiled and put a large bag of gold galleons on the desk.

"Lupin went to visit relatives this Christmas, so I can only find you." Sirius said with a smile.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Kaysen said.

"I want to buy a flying broom for Harry. I have already chosen it, which is this Firebolt." Sirius said and took out a flyer and put it on the desk.

"Oh... The maximum speed is 250 miles per hour... It's pretty lame. I gave Harry a better one before." Kaysen explained.

"How fast is yours?"

"It's more than twice as fast as the Firebolt, more than 700 miles per hour, and can produce a sonic boom." Kaysen said proudly.

"............Sonic boom? What is that?" Sirius asked in confusion.

"............Oh, I forgot you're illiterate."

[Please give me a gift, and please be gentle with me on the sonic boom. I didn't pass physics in high school... or junior high school either...]

[So am I the only one who likes big sisters? ]