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Chapter 92 Picking Up People
Chapter 92 Picking Up People
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A series of periods instantly appeared above Kane's head.
"No way??? The frog rain from the Eternal Realm is coming after us?"
This isn't right, is it? He could understand the shadows from the Eternal Realm chasing after him, because he used shadows every day. This way, the shadows from the Eternal Realm could influence the real world through him and cause him all sorts of trouble, such as touching him every now and then.
But it doesn't make sense that the frog rain from the Eternal Realm would also follow, right? Shouldn't those things belong to the natural ecosystem of the Eternal Realm?
If that thing can also catch up, it can only prove that the real world is gradually taking on the shape of the Eternal Realm...
No, this shouldn't be happening, it's too strange. I need to go out and take a look...
Just as Kane was about to get up, Ron, who had been thinking about Kane's strange behavior for a long time, finally remembered what was wrong with Kane and explained, "There's a pond nearby with frogs in it. Every time it rains, they jump out of the pond and croak."
"I see." Kane breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, the real world hadn't turned into the shape of the Eternal Realm.
The meal was a pleasant affair for both host and guests. After dinner, Kane followed Ron upstairs to tidy up their bedroom. Since Ron had made three new friends this year, two of whom were girls, and Hermione was a girl, Ron made some minor alterations to his bedroom so that it could comfortably accommodate three people at night.
Actually, adding another bed would be more than enough for four people, so the first thing they could do after waking up would be to play mahjong. But like I said, there's absolutely no way Hermione would be in the same room with him!
Don't become a sissy who sleeps in the same room as a girl!
Unlike boys, Kane slept soundly in Ron's room that night, while Lockhart was nowhere to be found.
Actually, he hadn't forgotten. Kane specially borrowed Ron's owl to write a letter to Lockhart, saying that when he decided to go find Harry, he would donate money to him along the way, and then Lockhart could... do some sightseeing or something.
As for the adventure to come... Kane told him not to contact him anymore, otherwise Ron might misunderstand.
However, after sending the letter, Kane didn't think Lockhart would roar to the sky or anything like that; he was more inclined to believe that Lockhart would be very grateful.
What if he really dies one day because of an adventure he went on with me?
What if the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor that Dumbledore hired died before even settling into his office? What if Dumbledore, driven by greed, put his own name on the list of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors and then personally teach the course?
Wouldn't I become the scapegoat?
Several days passed after the letter was sent, and no reply was received, further confirming Kane's suspicions. It seemed Kane no longer wanted anything to do with him. Perhaps Lockhart, upon seeing the letter, even thought it was something unclean and burned it with his fire...
If he could use Fiery Blaze.
However, it wasn't until the middle of the holiday, on the thirty-first day after Harry returned to the Dursleys, that Lockhart suddenly replied.
It is said that he had already asked Dumbledore and learned about Harry's situation, and had been waiting for the right moment until today, when he finally got the opportunity, the opportunity to change the protagonist.
That's right, he plans to add another protagonist to the book, making it a rare three-protagonist novel. The reason is simple: when he got home that day, he carefully reviewed the plot he had recorded over the past few days, from the beginning to the end. It was clear that any plot he wrote would be deleted by the editor.
It's not too far-fetched; it refers to a minor wizard piloting a flying broom that can reach speeds of 300 miles per hour, along with various other abstract things, such as inexplicably hitting some tentacles—a plot that has no logic whatsoever.
It's way too gory! Digging up people's graves and gouging out their brains—is this a plot a human could write? I think your brain's been gouged out; otherwise, how did this plot even come about? Get back to your old self and rewrite it! Either you rewrite the plot yourself, or you go back to using your magical forgetting spell to write fanfiction!
These are all the editor's original words, so Lockhart could only avoid the limelight. However, he had already laid the groundwork for Kane's character, and if he suddenly became gentle, most of the book would have to be rewritten. So he came up with a clever idea: to add another permanent character to the plot to act as an external part of Kane's brain, making him less abstract.
And Harry was ultimately chosen to play the role of the external brain, which brought him a lot of attention. Most importantly, the story also features the final boss, Dumbledore!
Its main selling point is convenience.
Most importantly, Lockhart promised Harry 100 Galleons after the deal was done, all in order to bring him over.
Although it wasn't much for Kane, whose only purpose was to exchange Galleons for gold nuggets to melt down, it made the whole letter sparkle when Ron saw the last paragraph.
"Hmm, what do you think? Should we sell Harry?" Kane handed the letter to his brother Ron, who was sleeping next door.
"Well, to be honest, I don't really want you guys to go," Ron said quietly. "Because if I do, my remaining vacation will probably be pretty boring."
Kane nodded: "Okay, then we won't sell Harry. We'll stay here with you this holiday."
After saying that, he took Ron's letter back, casually placed it on the desk beside him, and didn't mention the matter again.
In short, Lockhart was stood up again.
"I just don't want to. I don't have any intention of stopping you from earning Galleons. You guys should go." Ron quickly waved his hand. After all, he wasn't the kind of person who would be envious if his brothers were doing well. On the contrary, he wished his brothers were doing better than him, no matter how much better.
"There's really no need for that. After all, following Lockhart on his adventures isn't very interesting." Kane waved his hand, signaling Ron to stop blaming himself.
Ron nodded in agreement. That was true. I heard from my dad that Lockhart was actually just a good-for-nothing, but we don't say that easily at home because my mom would really get angry.
Ron sighed helplessly: "That terrible Lockhart, that ruthless middle-aged and elderly harvester."
Ron kept sighing until late at night, when they both opened their eyes.
They didn't intend to tell anyone about their plan to secretly bring Harry over; they would pick him up quietly, shouting "No!" and giving everyone else a big surprise.
"Which way do we go?" Ron asked quietly as he groped his way into his clothes in the dark, straightening them after pulling them to a more even shape.
"Of course, we'll ride the flying broomstick." Kane, wearing his pajamas and a raincoat, secretly took the flying broomstick out of the little pumpkin's mouth, mounted it, and slowly floated halfway out the window. He then had Ron step on the desk to ride the broomstick, and the two of them slowly floated away.
"Ron, please cover your mouth," Kane suddenly reminded him out of the blue.
"Huh? Why?" Ron was puzzled, but he covered his mouth with both hands. Then, with a series of muffled sounds, a black streak of light disappeared from the humble dwelling in the blink of an eye.
Soon, at the privet house of Lutherans.
The two stopped in a small room on the second floor, looked inside, and knocked on the glass only after confirming it was Harry.
Boom boom boom!
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