Chapter 1121 - 810: Dinner Gathered Together

Chapter 1121: Chapter 810: Dinner Gathered Together

Perhaps because his identity had already been revealed, after Luna left, Kael lost the interest to continue wandering around.

He walked forward for a while, and just a few steps from the auditorium, he turned and headed back up the stairs.

Although Professor McGonagall meant for him to make a round in the auditorium, thinking about it, Dumbledore hadn’t been to the auditorium outside of banquets in recent years either, so he was maintaining the persona.

Moreover, a few students saw him along the way, which was enough; being too deliberate would be counterproductive.

Returning to the eighth floor, Kael took off his robe and changed into his own clothes, while also taking out the things he had stuffed randomly into a drawer earlier and placing them back in their original positions... in that corner storage room.

In the painting, the headmasters continued joyfully with their latest entertainment activity, having a fair duel with Phineas, one-on-one.

It was indeed fair.

They generously allowed Phineas to use a wand, while they only used that Kael-custom-made ’Iron Cone Eggplant’.

For a wizard, the wand is the most powerful weapon. In this view, Phineas was still at an advantage.

But there was only one issue, which was that a painting isn’t considered a wizard and can’t use magic.

So that wand in Phineas’s hand was no different from a stick.

Holding a stick against a metal lump over a meter long covered in sharp spikes... the outcome of this duel was decided the moment it began.

Phineas was chased all over the field, his shoe soles nearly sparking.

Watching for a while, Kael’s frustration after being recognized by Luna finally eased a lot.

"Damn it, it’s all your fault!"

Phineas ran embarrassedly to the painting closest to Kael, pulled out a spike from his backside, and shouted at him: "I don’t care, you must draw me a weapon too!"

"We’re out of paint." Kael shrugged, "All that could be found in the storage room has been used up earlier."

As he spoke, he glanced at the discarded iron cone... Was what he drew so flimsy?

No, this section must have been drawn later, the color at the joint was lighter, causing it to fall off.

I need to improve next time.

"You’re lying!" Phineas shouted, "I saw it, there’s plenty more on that palette, more than enough to draw two more!"

"Ah, then I must have remembered wrong." Kael continued, "But I have other things to do right now, really don’t feel like drawing, maybe we can talk about it tomorrow."

"No way!"

"Stop, don’t think you can run away!"

Before Phineas could finish speaking, the witch he was dueling chased over, her weapon aimed straight at his backside, clearly holding nothing back.

"Enough, damn it..."

Phineas shouted, having to continue running away embarrassedly, while once again looking at Kael.

"I don’t care, you all are living in my ancestral home and using it as the headquarters for the Order of Phoenix, you must pay me rent!"

"The Black Family is short of this bit of money?" Kael said, pursing his lips.

"Who are you looking down on!" Phineas was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Of course the Black Family has money, but you still have to pay me rent."

"Alright then, name an amount, when the headmaster returns I’ll have him give it to you." Kael said, "He has money, he surely won’t mind sparing some small change."

"I don’t want Galleons, I want weapons." Phineas said while running, "I want one bigger than what you gave Dippet!"

"Kid, you dare hold a grudge!"

Originally watching the scene, Armando Dippet couldn’t remain seated any longer, he got up and joined what was supposed to be a one-on-one battle.

To be honest, such behavior was a bit against the spirit of fair play, but since Phineas brought it on himself, others just pretended not to see.

"Hmm... alright then."

Kael checked the time; there was still some time before the effects of the Polyjuice Potion wore off, so might as well pass the time.

He brought out the palette again.

"What style do you want? Mountain Axe, Two-Handed Sword, or Long Spear?"

"With your drawing skills, you’re letting me choose?" Phineas’s voice came from afar, "Just draw something like you did before, it’ll do."

Kael’s mouth twitched slightly.

Dare to ridicule me?

He knew his drawings weren’t that great, but so what, Headmaster Dippet was happy when he held it, why didn’t he complain?

Kael remained unfazed, continuing to smile as he tapped the wand on the painting of the knight.

As the saying goes, "Familiarity breeds ease," and as a native inhabitant, the knight was no longer concerned with Kael’s actions, even having the leisure to offer suggestions from the side.

"I think you should make it longer."

"Why is that?"

"The headmasters haven’t used such weapons before. A longer range of attack might be more appealing to them."

"Makes sense..."

Kael thought for a moment and directly extended the handle, making the entire piece look more... awkward.

Twenty minutes later.

"Headmaster Phineas, I’m done." Kael deliberately reminded in a loud voice.

"Haha Dippet, you’re finished..." Phineas’s voice mixed with excited shouts as he ran over here without hesitation.

But someone was faster than him.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Another headmaster with curly hair was already waiting here, and as soon as Kael finished speaking, he casually took the weapon... let’s call it a weapon.

"Spear, put it down..." Phineas’s voice could be heard from far away, "That’s mine!"