Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 136 Revenge, Revenge, Revenge

Chapter 136 Revenge, Revenge, Revenge

In the evening, Kane held the completed flying broom in his hand, thought for a moment, and then picked up a carving knife. This was Harry's flying broom, so it would be best if Harry carved the name on the broom himself.

This is absolutely necessary.

Soon, Kane came knocking on the door of the temporary potion-making workshop that Hermione had found, which had been converted from an abandoned washroom.

After knocking on the door four times, Ron quickly opened it stealthily and let Kane in.

"I heard it from Harry, your Christmas was really colorful," Ron said with a hint of envy.

"Actually, after seeing the dark side of the wizarding world and witnessing a lot of pitiful people, it didn't feel particularly good." Kane sighed helplessly and waved to Harry, who was sitting on a toilet not far away: "Your flying broom is ready."

Harry, who had been sitting on the toilet looking listless and even a little sullen, suddenly jolted awake and looked up.

He must appear before Kane immediately and pledge his loyalty.

But before he could even begin to explain, Kane handed him a carving knife.

"I think it's absolutely necessary to carve your own name on your flying broomstick."

"Of course, thank you so much, Kane." Harry took the carving knife, rubbed it on the handle of the flying broom, thought for a moment, and started carving.

"Fire Ring?" Ron leaned closer. "What a strange name. I thought you'd come up with something much cooler."

"Perhaps it's because that walrus lady was in charge of jumping through hoops of fire in the circus. I can't change her tragic fate, so I can only commemorate her." Harry said, taking the wood wax from Kane and waxing the string of words he had just carved.

Then, I couldn't wait to go out to the Quidditch pitch and study how fast this incredibly awesome flying broomstick could go.

He really needed to merge with this flying broomstick man as quickly as possible.

With Harry gone, only Kane, Hermione, and Ron remained in the abandoned septic tank. If you include that ghost who's disappeared somewhere, well, let's call it four.

Kane curiously peeked into the potion-making cauldron, but Hermione quickly blocked him away with a large stick over half a meter long, fearing that the potion she had painstakingly brewed for so long would turn into a pot of vegetables if Kane saw it.

"Well, maybe I came at the wrong time."

Kane sighed helplessly and left the washroom, not because Hermione seemed to dislike his affectation... Fine, he admitted, that was the reason.

However, it's understandable. Imagine you've painstakingly brewed a potion for so long, only to find a grotesque character within half a meter of it who can turn you into a sandwich just by touching it.

Anyway, I would never say he's awesome. Good brother, hurry up and touch my potion so I can see how you turned my potion into a sandwich. Let's taste what it tastes like together.

Kane glanced back at the giant clock on the Hogwarts Tower as he walked out of Hogwarts Castle. To be honest, his and Harry's Christmas trip was quite short, taking no more than two days from departure to return.

To be honest, I've experienced quite a lot, so much so that compared to the dense information in the Muggle world, the time that follows the Christmas holidays feels a bit lacking.

The Christmas holiday was over in the blink of an eye.

As the Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade Station with a distant whooshing sound, Kane placed the beret he had created using Shadow Erosion into a gift box, pretending it was a Christmas present from some unknown person—late, but precious.

However, Harry and Ron found this behavior utterly incomprehensible and were deeply shocked.

What kind of mental state would lead someone to do something like this?

If Kane knew their question, perhaps he would actually answer it.

Yes, I'm showing off my fancy look, after all, this beret I'm wearing right now is really cool and stylish.

No matter how many noble and elegant words are used to describe this hat, they don't seem out of place at all.

That's not a problem. Compared to last year's horned hat, Kane's hat this year is much more anthropomorphic.

When Kane first started wearing the horned hat last year, Harry and Ron were genuinely afraid of the strange looks they received when walking with Kane, and they were extremely disgusted by it.

In the end, it took a whole week of walking with Kane to successfully desensitize myself.

This time, the beret didn't have the same power as the horned hat. In fact, when the young wizards who had returned from home saw that the snowy day and the horned hat hadn't appeared at the same time, and they showed a hint of regret, Harry and Ron still had time to retort and boast at the same time.

The retort is, "Of course you're the one who's crazy, your whole family is crazy."

Boasting is...

"Yes, Kane has finally come to his senses after living with us for so long!"

"Well, I think it's because of my mother. She touched Kane with her love. If you don't believe me, you can ask around. Kane hasn't worn a horned hat since he came to my house."

Kane sighed helplessly as he listened to Harry and Ron's smug, gossipy expressions.

Never mind, a grown man doesn't hold a grudge against a petty person.

In the end, Kane chose to let Harry and Ron run wild. Soon, the banquet came to an end, and Dumbledore slowly stood up from his chair, picked up a piece of parchment, and began to read the order of the Quidditch season's matches.

The first match tomorrow is Gryffindor versus Slytherin.

This could be considered a kind of opening thunderbolt, and with the special bonus of enemies meeting each other, even though this was just the Hogwarts Great Hall, the tension between the two houses slowly built up in the air above the Great Hall.

Harry lowered his head, using extraordinary willpower to forcefully control himself from laughing out loud, constantly telling himself not to laugh, not to laugh.

Let these foolish Slytherins run rampant for one night. Tomorrow, I will definitely give these little Slytherin wizards a powerful and overwhelming shock!

Then... the entire auditorium slowly dispersed.

After all, Dumbledore was a wonderful person, not the kind of jerk who liked to use break time or after-get off work hours for meetings.

As the young wizards returned to their respective houses' common rooms from the Great Hall, Ginny slowly fell behind, heading towards Ravenclaw.

What are the advantages and disadvantages of having a gentle and kind friend? The advantage is that this friend is always the safe haven you need, no matter when or where.

The downside is that this friend is too kind, to the point that Ginny feels sorry for him and resents his lack of ambition.

Kane's horned hat for Luna was ruined by those two Ravenclaw troublemakers. He even lent Tom to Luna hoping she would get revenge, but Luna just hid the things that the two little wizards who bullied her had given her.

It can be said that the two perpetrators did not cause any real harm whatsoever. How can this be allowed?

Now, let me, Ginny Riddle, teach you a lesson!

Wait, what? Ginny Riddle?

Ginny suddenly frowned, but this unnecessary thought was quickly suppressed by another thought in her mind.

What we need most right now is revenge! Revenge! Revenge!

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