Large windows, and finally, after adding a few small details and putting Filch's personal belongings back, it was complete.
Oh...
Right, I almost forgot.
He took out another sign and hung it on Filch's door.
It read: [Head of Moral Education's office]
"Honestly, I think this sign is a bit... not good, after all, the Head of Moral Education is clearly not a good thing," Filch complained.
"It has nothing to do with that. In Muggle schools, the Head of Moral Education is a very esteemed position. The only reason you think it's not good is simply because of Umbridge."
"And with your diligent work in the Castle, you can say you completely deserve this title," Kayson explained.
"Then thank you, Professor Kayson," Filch nodded at Kayson.
"Mmm-hmm, if you need anything, just come to my office and find me," Kayson replied, returning to his own office.
"Without Umbridge and Fudge, I feel like life has become happier," Kayson let out a long breath, murmuring comfortably as he lay on the sofa.
.....
Many days passed...
This time, Kayson, with a mind to watch the excitement, came to the Wizengamot, grinning as he watched the big shots of the Wizengamot face the fact that Fudge and Umbridge were all dead, plus all the staff of Hogwarts who were watching the show...
Amelia Susan Bones somewhat helplessly presided over this Wizengamot trial, which seemed like a joke.
She felt as if her position as Wizengamot Chief Witch had no prestige at all, and those vermin from the Ministry of Magic... the former vermin seemed to treat this place like a Roman Colosseum.
However, fortunately, today's trial could be said to be without any difficulty at all, after all, there was no plaintiff now, and not only in terms of human relations, but in terms of reason, who would win or lose was already decided.
She had heard her niece write letters at home, talking about the dirty deeds Umbridge had done at Hogwarts.
For strong Professors like Kayson, Professor McGonagall, and Snape, Umbridge didn't dare to utter a peep, but as for the weaker Professors, they were often bullied by that vermin.
Even her own niece, because she was well-behaved, had been picked on, but fortunately, the Bones surname protected her, otherwise, who knows what kind of bullying she would have suffered.
Unlike Bones on the judgment seat, Kayson, sitting in the audience, already regretted coming to this place.
It was so boring and made him drowsy... and the trial didn't produce anything useful.
For example, he originally wanted the Weasley Twins to temporarily suspend their studies through the Wizengamot trial, so they could go out and pursue their dreams.
However, the final verdict could be said to be completely useless...
Emmmm....
Acquitted, no criticism or education, and the punishment was even less than Filch's.
Just like that, Kayson, back in his office, didn't have to wait long in his dormitory before the Weasley Twins arrived.
Both of them had long faces, looking helpless.
"How about this, I can lend you some money. When your joke shop starts making a profit in the future, you can pay me back in installments, clearing it annually, so you can continue your studies here with peace of mind," Kayson offered a second path.
The Weasley Twins shook their heads in unison: "Professor, this is no longer a matter of suspension or money."
"This concerns our personal dignity!"
"For so many years, whatever we wanted to do, we never failed!"
"Even under the pursuit and blockade of Mrs. Molly, we still bravely accomplished our goals."
"And today, we just wanted to take a leave of absence, and we actually failed?"
"This is not allowed! In our hearts."
Kayson was also a little helpless with the Weasley Twins' back-and-forth refusal.
"Seriously... why don't you just... hey... hmm!"
He suddenly realized: "These next few nights, after your classes, come directly to my office. I'll take you to do something fun!"
Hearing Professor Kayson say this, the Weasley Twins seemed to understand something: "Professor, are you going to..."
"Cough, cough, this matter can only be understood, not spoken. How much you learn, and whether it leads to expulsion or forced suspension, is up to you to grasp."
"And if you learn this trick from me, your future will not only be as the owners of a magic joke shop, but also as two-thirds of the entire magic world's enchanters!" Kayson said proudly.
"Enchanters? Who is the other one-third?" the Weasley Twins asked in confusion.
"Cough, cough, that would naturally be me!" Kayson's mouth curved like a Nike swoosh as he gazed at the Sky-Based Dragon Slaying Cannon on the ceiling.
That night, Kayson had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed, and before he even fell asleep, he saw two figures standing by his bed, looking at him.
"... What the f-?" Kayson asked, utterly bewildered.
"Professor, didn't you say these next few days?" the Weasley Twins asked.
".... This is my fault, I should have said starting tomorrow," Kayson said helplessly.
The Weasley Twins nodded.
"You're not wrong, Professor."
"It's already past midnight!"
"..... OK~" Kayson gazed at the ceiling, agreeing with a choked voice.
Soon, the three returned to the third-floor office. Kayson led the two through several turns in the office until they reached a glass room.
This glass room could be said to be very comprehensive, even the floor was made of glass, and beneath the glass floor were countless candles.
"Professor, I remember this room was always locked before. Is there a secret?" the Weasley Twins asked.
"There's no secret, it's just that the things inside are excessively dangerous, but fortunately they are dangerous, otherwise how would you two get suspended?" Kayson let out a cackling laugh and led the Weasley Twins inside.
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