Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 124 I can't think about it anymore, it would be impolite to think about it any further!

Chapter 124 I can't think about it anymore, it would be impolite to think about it any further!

When Kane arrived at the infirmary, he found that Lockhart was perfectly healthy, just lying in bed in a hospital gown eating Bananas, without missing any limbs or intelligent eyes.

He chuckled awkwardly when he saw Kane: "I admit, I shouldn't have been so absolute back then. If possible, I still think I should have asked you to go easy on me."

"I was going to go easy on you, like jumping off the dueling ring myself, but you didn't give me the chance."

Kane approached Lockhart, who seemed perfectly fine, and then looked at Dumbledore: "I don't see anything wrong with this guy." "Hmm, not in appearance, but don't you think he's suddenly aged a little?" Dumbledore reminded Kane.

"You can't tell because you already have a lot of forehead wrinkles," Kane shrugged.

"Alright, I'll be blunt then. Lockhart had a portion of his life force drained by that book. Well, it's not irreversible, of course. He just needs to exercise more, eat and sleep well from now on. Also, Lockhart has completely forgotten all his memories of that book," Dumbledore said quietly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, poor Lockhart, but you could say it's a blessing in disguise. At least you've picked up magic again." Kane clicked his tongue and shook his head at Lockhart. How should he put it?

The two left the infirmary after confirming that Lockhart was alive and alright. As for how he should explain to the young wizards how Kane knocked him unconscious with a book during class the next day, that was not something they should worry about.

"Ah, it seems the trail has gone cold again," Dumbledore suddenly said in the middle of the corridor.

"Do you think that book is related to the Basilisk?" Kane asked.

"After all, that strange book and the basilisk appeared at Hogwarts one after the other, so it's hard for me not to suspect a causal relationship," Dumbledore said, pulling the parchment that had floated out of Lockhart's body from his pocket.

"And this thing suddenly severed its own magic just when I was about to study it, so using it to find its true form... um..."

"By the way, do you know what this parchment is? Is it just a piece of paper that's been enchanted?" Kane suddenly asked.

"Of course I know," Dumbledore nodded. "But I don't intend to tell you. After all, the fewer people who know about this evil magic, the better. Ideally, one day no one in this world will be able to understand this magic anymore."

Dumbledore hummed an unknown tune and quickened his pace.

Kane desperately wanted the Riddler out of Hogwarts, but his excellent moral compass ultimately prevented him from doing so, and he returned to the Gryffindor common room instead.

Hermione remained by the fireplace, studying the genealogy of the pure-blooded English family, trying to find clues that the Slytherin heir was some evil Slytherin brat.

Kane simply greeted Hermione and went back to his dorm to sleep, hoping that Hermione might make some breakthrough progress tomorrow.

The next day, Hermione made no progress in her breakthrough, but Hagrid, whether possessed by Mendel or Merlin, successfully made the rooster lay eggs, and in a row, ten baby roosters hatched in a day.

Kane hadn't gone out for a night stroll, and the next morning, just as he left the lounge, he heard a series of rooster crows.

"What's going on?"

Hermione walked over carrying a large book, first yawning as her opening line: "Didn't you know the basilisk is afraid of roosters crowing?"

"Hmm...why bother making sunglasses if it's that simple? Just clear out all the little wizards and let the rooster crow at Hogwarts for a few days, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

Of course, while Kane said that, he didn't really think that the basilisk could be easily defeated by a rooster. He probably just wanted to make the basilisk uncomfortable. The idea of ​​using a rooster to kill the basilisk was too abstract.

However, it should be possible to kill the little wizards with these roosters, so in order to prevent a little wizard from waking up to be killed by a rooster, he needs to weaken the enemy's manpower in advance.

As a shadow suddenly swept up the fattest and largest rooster, Kane turned around and went back to his dorm room.

We don't even need to go to the auditorium for breakfast anymore, which is quite convenient.

Back in his dorm, before Kane could even gut and pluck the rooster, it popped a huge egg out of its rear end.

"...Hagrid is too extreme." He sighed softly, then suddenly thought of something strange: a rooster...laying eggs...

He then looked at Hu Jin, who was dozing off by the cage on the windowsill not far away.

Wrong? You know what, you really do know, back in first grade, you used one piece of gold as if it were two. Was that because you were frugal? Bullshit, it was because you were so poor you were practically urinating blood every day.

But things are different now.

I don't have much else, but I have a lot of money. It's not unacceptable for me to make a golden birdcage for Hu Jin. After all, the first thing people do when they have money is forget their roots!

If you don't forget your roots, aren't you just wasting your money?

It just so happens that today is Saturday, and I have no classes all day, so I can take some time to go to Gringotts.

Just then, around noon, Hermione, who was in the common room, felt that she had found a clue and that the identity of the Slytherin heir was about to be revealed, when something suddenly knocked on the window.

But this is the Hogwarts Tower! What could possibly break the glass from the outside of a tower tens of meters high?!

Oh, I just remembered, this is Hogwarts, they have flying brooms.

Hermione, who almost thought she had stumbled upon some urban legend, breathed a sigh of relief, opened the window, and let Kane and his mantis shrimp in.

"Where have you been all this time?" Hermione asked Kane, who looked travel-worn.

"Nothing much, just went to Gringotts and got three hundred Galleons." Kane casually stuffed the mantis shrimp into the little pumpkin's mouth and was about to head back to his dorm.

Hermione suddenly frowned. She knew that life at Hogwarts was cheaper than in prison, so what circumstances would require three hundred Galleons?

Just as Hermione was about to ask about her plausible guess, Kane blurted out, "I plan to melt these three hundred Galleons into six gold nuggets to make a big birdcage for my Hugkin."

After Kane finished speaking, he rushed back to his dormitory, intending to give Hu Jin a magnificent new home.

Hermione, meanwhile, sat on the sofa and began to do some mental calculations.

Three hundred Galleons...a birdcage made of gold...

hiss...

Okay, I can't think about it anymore, it would be impolite to think about it any further.