Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 39 If I graduate even one day late, I, Granger, will write it backwards!

Kane: ? ? ?

Hagrid nodded: "Although your preparations and the cooperation between Harry Ron, oh, and Mr. Longbottom were perfect, the greenhouse has many dangerous plants, such as mandrake and biting cabbage, so Dumbledore used a special spell."

Kane picked up the rock cake that had fallen onto the plate, but because his gaze was fixed on Hagrid's face, he didn't notice that what he picked up wasn't a rock cake, but a shard of a white porcelain plate.

"So? What special purpose did this spell serve?"

Hagrid carefully crafted his words: "In short, the spell can record anything that happens in the greenhouse, and allow people to see what happened again whenever needed."

quack!

Kane bit a chip into the white porcelain plate, which had been fired at 1,200 degrees Celsius.

"Fine, fine, they even managed to expose the magical surveillance... I've been tricked by Dumbledore." Kane sighed dejectedly, lowered his head, and then saw the plate he had bitten into and chipped.

.........

"So none of you were going to remind me?" Kane looked around at Harry, Ron, and Hagrid, only to find them all with shocked expressions.

"You..." Ron pointed at Kane, then at the plate in Kane's hand, "...ate it?"

Kane then realized that he still had a lot of silica in his mouth, and quickly found a trash can to spit it all out.

Then he picked up the rock cake again: "After I finish this rock cake, I'm going to find Dumbledore to die."

Hagrid waved his hand somewhat awkwardly: "It's not that serious, really."

Kane nodded. "I know, it was just a joke."

After saying that, he took a big bite of the rock-skin cake.

...............

Under Hagrid's eager gaze and Harry and Ron's horrified stares, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Kane's mouth.

"Is this rock-skin cake poisonous?" Ron asked in alarm, throwing the rock-skin cake onto the table.

Kane relented, shook his head, and put the intact rock cake into his pocket with a sigh of relief: "It was too hard, my gums~"

He slowly stood up: "I have to go quickly. Before I get to Dumbledore's, I need to go to the infirmary to see how to fix my tooth... or meatballs would be fine too, they both increase health..."

The three remaining in Hagrid's cabin heard Kane's voice grow fainter and fainter until it sounded like absurd, nonsensical ramblings, which was quite eerie.

Hagrid eventually tried to lighten the mood again: "Want to try some of my cookies? They're so delicious they're practically bleeding!"

As he spoke, he pushed the plate of cookies toward Harlow and his companion.

Meanwhile, Harlow and his companion stared at the porcelain plate on the table, which Kane had unconsciously bitten into and broken, and the gum marks left from when he was biting into the rock crust...

This is something that is really hard to agree with.

Unlike the tedious affair of Hagrid and his two companions in Hagrid's hut discussing how to use tooth enamel to attack diamonds, Kane had already arrived at Dumbledore's office.

Unfortunately, Madam Pomfrey was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't find the potion for healing teeth on any of the huge shelves, so he simply came to Dumbledore's place first.

The headmaster's office is usually quite peaceful. For example, right now it's just Kane and Dumbledore, ignoring the portraits of past headmasters behind Dumbledore.

"Hmm, do you know why I came to see you?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"Isn't it because I stole the mandrake?" Kane looked at Dumbledore, who was asking a question he already knew the answer to, and thought he was just a lonely old man making conversation for no reason, so he simply didn't play along.

"I clearly told Hagrid I wouldn't tell you this, to give you a shock." Dumbledore feigned disappointment, then looked at Kane again: "Then bring out the mandrake, after all, that plant is indeed too dangerous."

Kane sighed, took the mandrake that had just been pulled from the ground and died the instant it was pulled from the ground out of the Great Hall from his pocket, and placed it in front of Dumbledore.

"This is... a mandrake?" Dumbledore stared in surprise at the lifeless, ugly radish in front of him. This wasn't right. Although the last time he had herbalism class was over a hundred years ago, he remembered that mandrake didn't look like this.

However, the magical fluctuations emanating from this grass clearly indicated that it was a genuine Mandrake...

"So you used your amazing shadow abilities to turn this mandrake into this... dead radish?" Dumbledore asked curiously, poking the mandrake with his finger.

"Hmm. Actually, it's quite useful. It can be made into a magical tool for hypnotizing other creatures, called a panpipe," Kane explained, saving Dumbledore from wasting any more breath.

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression practically screaming "I don't trust you!"

He then asked, "Are there any other ways to use it?"

"Eat," Kane replied.

Dumbledore nodded. "Would you like a knife and fork?"

"Absolutely not." Kane said, walking confidently toward the bedroom.

"There's no dining table in my bedroom, Kane." Dumbledore followed him in confusion, and then he saw Kane sitting on the lower bunk of the bunk bed, stuffing a whole mandrake into his mouth and chewing it, before leaning back.

In an instant, Dumbledore was certain that the claim that the so-called mandrake could be used to create hypnotic devices for other creatures was true.

Because he's already feeling a bit...

thump.

evening.

Kane walked back into the Gryffindor common room, looking radiant, and was immediately surrounded by a large group of young wizards, who chattered excitedly.

In summary, most of the reasons were why he disappeared during the afternoon flight class, otherwise the Slytherins certainly wouldn't have dared to bully Neville like that, and a small number of others...

For example, Harry and Ron's questions are very relatable: "Won't Headmaster Dumbledore expel you?"

Harry asked in a low voice.

Hermione, who was reading a book not far away, had already gotten the real reason for Kane's disappearance from Neville in the infirmary. It was probably because the incident of stealing Mandrake had come to light.

However, given Kane's status as a Celestial Dragon in the magic world, it's highly unlikely he'd be expelled so hastily. It's probably just a case of raising the issue high and then letting it go lightly.

Well, they are Celestial Dragons after all, they can't really open fire, can they? But even with a reasonable punishment, it sends a signal to these disadvantaged groups that there is still a distinction between right and wrong in the eyes of the abstract concept of Hogwarts, and Dumbledore, the concrete person, can also distinguish right from wrong.

Although it's bad, it's not rotten to the core, and there's still a possibility of remedying it in the future, so I'm content.

Just as Hermione was feeling certain that her guess was accurate, Kane spoke up.

"Of course not, I just took a nap somewhere, and then Dumbledore gave me some extra help with my summoning charm training and asked me to do him some favors."

Kane took his wand out of his pocket and waved it lightly. With the combination of summoning charms and shadow, a toad with glowing eyes appeared in front of him and then landed on the ground.

Kane looked at Harry, who was closest to him, and the toad seemed to understand his thoughts. It quickly stuck out its tongue and licked Harry hard. It wasn't very harmful or insulting, but somehow Harry's wand was licked out by the toad.

While Hermione was shocked by what she saw, she was also subconsciously happy for Kane. After all, she wasn't a petty person, and she was naturally very happy to see her classmate learn new magic.

As for the remaining ninety points, they were all accusations against Hogwarts and the wizarding world for their injustices, an act that could be described as not even bothering to use connections.

Change? Remedy? Remedy my ass!

Hogwarts and this stinking wizarding world are probably rotten to the core. If I finish Hogwarts in seven years and it takes even a day longer, I, Granger, will write it backwards!

Having made up her mind, Hermione stood up angrily from the sofa and left the Gryffindor common room. She needed to get some fresh air to temporarily forget the class conflict and instead look at the other happiness that was so close at hand.

Kane and his two companions were completely unaware of Hermione's unusual behavior, while Harry snatched the wand back from the toad's hand. The next moment, the toad vanished with a bang, leaving nothing behind.

"And what about Dumbledore? What did he ask you to do?"