Chapter 55 Kane...Do you have a cross-dressing fetish?
Chapter 55 Kane...Do you have a cross-dressing fetish?
Kane violently tore open the package and pulled out a crystal-clear, irregularly shaped purple gemstone, about half the size of his palm, from a pile of rags used as stuffing.
"This is it, everything hinges on this. If you can't pull it off, I'll really have to go dig up some graves!"
Kane held the purple gem in both hands, and shadow flowed from his hands into the gem. In an instant, he felt the shadow invade him.
"It works!" he exclaimed excitedly. When he released his grip, he saw that the amethyst had not transformed into the shape of a shadow domain. The shadow had indeed invaded it, but it quickly dissipated completely, leaving not a trace behind.
"........."
Kane stared at the amethyst that had cost him 150 Galleons...
"Eh........."
He stuffed the gemstone into his pocket and sighed helplessly.
"How much did you spend on that gem? Did you just throw it away?" Ron asked curiously.
"One hundred and fifty Galleons," Hermione said for Kane, seeing his sullen expression.
In an instant, Ron also became sullen. It's true that different people have different fates. Kane is an orphan, but he can come up with 150 Galleons to buy a useless amethyst.
And her own family is happy...
Forget it, forget it, I can't be envious, I can't be envious. It was that family that exchanged it, I can't be envious!
Meanwhile, Harry quickly pulled out his money pouch and looked inside. Whew, not a penny was missing. Perhaps Kane had secretly earned money by selling his body to those wealthy upperclassmen to braid their hair again.
"So what do you plan to do with this gem? Make it into jewelry?" Hermione asked.
"I'll give it away for Christmas. There was a couple who took care of me for a month before, so this will be repayment for their child support."
Kane stuffed the amethyst into his pocket and began attacking the food in front of him.
Hermione's lips were still twitching. Was this the Celestial Dragons' spending level? A month's salary as a nanny was 150 Galleons...
And so, the next day arrived. After yesterday's dinner, the three of them—the outgoing Harlow and his companion, and the equally outgoing Hermione—talked non-stop throughout the entire dinner, like two peas in a pod, finding common ground.
They also dragged the introverted Kane into the group, and the four of them were practically ready to chop off a chicken's head and bow to heaven and earth.
However, the difference is not significant. It's just that the number of men has changed from three to one, and outsiders can tell at a glance that this personnel configuration is capable of accomplishing great things.
Classes changed from three people squeezing onto one table to four people squeezing onto one table. They ate together, fooled around together, cursed the inhuman professors together, and copied homework together.
This refers to Harry and Ron copying Kane and Hermione's homework.
Kane is now involuntarily dragged into this situation. Before, he was the only one among Harlow and the others who could copy homework; he could easily get praise for his work. But now, with Hermione acting as a troublemaker...
They even started complaining about his bad handwriting!
The assessment is that it's just a habit.
However, starting that day, Kane gradually changed his habit of writing with his left hand. Ah, his roommate's love was so profound; they should really thank themselves...
On the day of the Quidditch match, Kane woke up feeling like he was dying. He felt inexplicably cold. When he looked out the window, he saw that the leaves of the Forbidden Forest in the distance had all fallen, replaced by a vast expanse of white.
"Is winter here?" Kane wrapped himself in the blanket and glanced out the window. Sure enough, it had started snowing.
However, his biggest concern now is why wearing clothes and wrapping himself in blankets is no longer effective this winter.
"Kane, I remember your robes have a temperature-regulating function, right?" Half-asleep, Harry glanced out the window, confirmed it was snowing, and then looked at Kane's abstract style of clothing—a robe draped over a blanket...
"I'm happy to tell you that that function is no longer useful to me." Kane sighed and went back to bed. He had tried both getting dressed and getting wrapped in a blanket, and now that neither worked, it was obvious what was wrong with him.
Start a fire! Start a fire!
He finally felt a little better after the campfire on his bedside table was lit.
Ron, who had just gotten up to the sound of thunder and thuds, hadn't even realized what was going on when he saw Kane trembling by the campfire.
"Uh, if my mom saw you like this, she'd wrap you up like a Christmas tree," Ron said, amused by Kane's miserable state of being frozen.
"Ah, if Mrs. Weasley could warm me up, she would be the person I respect most." Kane said, igniting a flame with his wand. As if making up his mind, he then stepped out of the heat radiation range of the campfire and walked towards the spirit particle decomposer not far away.
He quickly rubbed two warm stones together, causing the shadow flames to ignite inside them. It took him a long time to feel a little better.
"Seriously, you're so weak!" Harry asked worriedly, looking at Kane who was shivering like a baby. "Shouldn't you go see Madam Pomfrey? You're really sensitive to the cold."
Kane waved his hand: "It's alright. It seems like I'll be afraid of the heat when summer comes. I'll get used to it." After saying that, he planned to go to Hagrid's place first.
The bull that was used to apologize to Hagrid has grown up now, and it's time to put it to good use... Don't get me wrong, it's just a shaving job.
"I have to go out and take care of some things. Could you pack me some breakfast? Thanks." With that, Kane left the dormitory and headed towards Hagrid's cabin.
When he got there, he saw Hagrid sitting on the cow, clearing the snow off the house. You have to admit Hagrid has talent. In another world, he would be a great druid. Without any tools, he managed to tame the cow.
that is...
"Where are the horns?" Kane's heart was pounding. Could it be that after the cow came to the real world, it underwent some localization and started shedding its horns?
Hagrid was startled when he heard Kane's question, but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Kane: "It fell off yesterday. It just fell off naturally after I fed it."
"Ah, there's hope!" Kane exclaimed, marveling at the world's mercy, then asked Hagrid, "Could I have those bull horns?"
"Of course, it's inside the house. Just go and get it."
Having received Hagrid's permission, Kane rushed inside, took down the pair of bull horns hanging on the wall, and almost kissed them.
After coming out, he awkwardly asked again, "And Hagrid, could I borrow some of your cow hair from the walnut tree?"
Hagrid didn't understand, but he still agreed. Kane quickly took out his wand and prepared to use the panpipe spell.
There's no need to worry about hypnotizing Hagrid too. It's probably because the panpipes were inevitably weakened after being modified into a spell, turning group hypnosis into individual hypnosis. I didn't feel anything when I hypnotized Dumbledore alone, but as long as there are more people, the hypnotic music will turn into a soft yellow-green light.
After Walnut was hypnotized and fell into a deep sleep on the ground, Kane immediately began to use his wand to remove the cow's fur.
Ollivander really had foresight in making his wand with two blades!
Soon after, in Gryffindor's common room...
Harry, Ron, and Hermione occupied a corner of the lounge, with the breakfast Kane had brought on the coffee table in front of them.
Just as they were all wondering what Kane was doing outside, Harry, who was sitting inside and could see the entrance to the common room first, was surprised to see a bull's horn crawl into the entrance, followed by two, and finally a bull's head.
He quickly called to the other two to look in the direction of the entrance.
Then.....
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"Kane...do you have a cross-dressing fetish?"
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