It's not embarrassing for young lovers to role-play, but the prerequisite is that they are not discovered by others.

It would be a different story if someone familiar saw it, especially if that person took a photo.

Bill has a deep understanding of this.

Is it wrong to dress yourself up as a Christmas gift and travel thousands of miles to see your fiancée? No, it is a kind of sentiment and can enhance the relationship.

Is it wrong to kiss your fiancée in public? No, this is France. It is as normal for couples to kiss in public as it is for middle-aged men with bald heads in the UK.

But why did he want to go to Azkaban so much? Bill sat in the potion shop, the whole person was in a state of half sleep and half wakefulness.

Next to them, Kyle and Connor were commenting on a photo.

"Look at this red and gold color combination. It's a Christmas gift from Gryffindor. Wow, it's really thoughtful."

"That ribbon is also very cute and playful." Kanna covered her mouth, trying hard not to laugh.

You can't laugh. The person involved is still here and it would be rude to laugh.

But it's really funny.

Kanna shrugged her shoulders and endured it with great difficulty.

"Thanks to my foresight in bringing my camera with me, I was able to capture this wonderful scene. Mrs. Weasley will surely love it."

Bill lowered his head even lower.

He looked at the wand in his hand, hesitating whether to cast a killing curse on himself or on Kyle.

Or I should give it to Kyle and destroy the photo at the same time, then take another one for myself and tell the outside world that it was Voldemort attacking France.

At least this would preserve his innocence.

As edgy as Bill was, he didn't want Mrs. Weasley to see a picture of him dressed up as a Christmas present.

He would be a laughing stock... a laughing stock for the next fifty years, or maybe longer.

He could even imagine that Fred and George would put this photo on the window of their store, on promotional posters, and even on every product, and send it all over the world.

It would be better to grit my teeth and bury everything here now.

Destroy it, I'm tired.

Bill tightened his grip on his wand.

"Enough!" Furong stood up, quickly snatched the photo, tore it into pieces and threw it into the fireplace next to her.

As he watched the photo gradually turn into ashes, Bill's eyes finally lit up again.

Kyle did not stop him. He waited until the fire was completely burned before slowly taking out a thick stack of photos of the same type and asking:

"More?"

Are you kidding? He had already mastered the copy spell in the first grade, how could he not have a backup?

Fleur rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"You mistook me for Bill yesterday, didn't you?" Kyle asked.

"Yes." Furong admitted it. There was nothing wrong with admitting it.

Bill wrote to say that he would come to see her on Christmas, so when Kyle knocked on the door, she subconsciously thought that he had come early and went to open the door happily.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Kyle who came to find Kanna.

She had just finished a meal of dog food and hadn't digested it yet. Here it comes again, on Christmas?

This made Fleur very uncomfortable, especially when she knew Bill would come but hadn't arrived yet.

"Tsk... you're so petty. You kept me awake all night last night." Kyle pouted and raised the photo in his hand. "Apologize to me now, and maybe I'll consider letting you go."

"Huh?" Furong curled the corners of her mouth.

Would she apologize? Of course not, she even stood up, hugged Bill's head and sucked it again.

Fleur didn't care whether he sent the photo to the Weasleys, or it would be better to send it there, so that Bill, who was socially dead in Britain, could stay in France naturally.

"..." Kyle muttered again and threw the photo into the fireplace.

"Okay, you win."

He certainly would not give this thing to Mrs. Weasley, let alone let Fred and George see it. Bill just came to see his fiancée. Although he played a little too much, it was not a crime.

but……

Kyle glanced at Kanna intentionally or unintentionally, thinking something in his mind.

Unfortunately, Kanna wasn't looking at him, but was staring at a piece of parchment on the table.

That was what Kyle brought out when he got the photo just now, and it was also one of the reasons why he came here.

"I've never seen this potion formula before, and..."

Kanna looked at the content above and said, "African tree snake skin, unicorn blood... wizards can't bear the mixture of these two materials. You didn't write it randomly, did you?"

"This was given to me by Headmistress Sassia of St. Mungo's," Kyle said.

Kanna was stunned for a moment and blinked her eyes. "That must mean I don't know enough."

"No, you trust her that much?" Kyle was a little incredulous.

He was so serious just now, but when he heard Sashia's name, he immediately denied his point of view. This is too straightforward.

"Of course, Dean Sassia is a living legend in the potion world. In my opinion, she is greater than Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Okay," Kyle said.

He had to admit that fans had no resistance in front of their idols, and wizards were no exception.

"Actually, you are right. This potion is for fire dragons."

"Fire dragon?"

"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "I raised five dragons in the Forbidden Forest. Dean Sasia came yesterday and gave me this."

"Wait a minute, what did you just say?"

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, before Connor said anything, Bill couldn't sit still anymore.

He no longer cared about whether he was going to die or not. He raised his head and looked at Kyle without blinking. "What did you say you did in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Raising a fire dragon, what's the fuss about?"

"Listen to yourself, what are you talking about!" Bill blurted out, "It's understandable to brag a little when chasing a girl, but you can't go too far. Five dragons... Charlie never took care of five dragons at the same time when he worked at the reserve!"

"It's hard to explain in a few words. When you have time, go to Hogwarts and you'll understand," Kyle said.

"Oh, by the way..." He looked at Connor again, "The headmaster of Hogwarts is no longer Dumbledore, but Professor McGonagall. Also, after Christmas, I will be the professor of Ancient Runes."

"ah?"

"What did you say?"

Except for Bill, the two witches looked over almost at the same time.

"Why, you didn't know?" Kyle asked in confusion, looking at Furong. "Ms. Maxime also attended the inauguration ceremony of the new principal. Didn't she tell you?"

"No." Furong shook her head. "In fact, we haven't been in touch much lately."

Then she thought of something else and turned to glare at Bill. "Such a big thing, why didn't you tell me in the letter?"

"This..." Bill felt a little aggrieved.

Why should Fleur, a Frenchwoman, care about the change of the headmaster of Hogwarts?

Besides, why did they include Dumbledore's name in their letter?

But looking at Furong's eyes, Bill still didn't say what was in his heart.

Besides, he was a little confused now. He knew that the headmaster of Hogwarts had been replaced, but what about Kyle, the professor of ancient runes?

No one told him.

And there is the five-headed dragon from before.

He just thought about it. Kyle was not a person who liked to brag, and with the relationship between him and Connor, there was no need to use such a clumsy lie to express himself.

This is probably true.

But just because he felt it was true, it was even more incredible.

How could a wizard possibly raise a dragon? Even Gringotts only dared to raise one in secret.

Don't raise it in secret, right? If it's discovered, he'll definitely be sent to Azkaban.

Bill stood up nervously and closed the curtains of the store.

"Don't be so nervous." Kyle waved his hand and roughly recounted what happened.

The focus is on how Professor McGonagall became the headmaster.

Because the time-turner involved too many things to be explained in just a few words, and it was not appropriate for Fleur to know, Kyle simply pushed the blame onto Newt and Dumbledore, saying that it was with their help that he got the legal certificate for raising a dragon.

It’s not that I don’t trust Furong. Given her relationship with Bill, she can be considered one of ours.

But this involves some of Dumbledore's secrets, which is somewhat inconvenient.

But even so, it's surprising enough.

Kanna opened her mouth, as if she was listening to a fairy tale, and her expression was so cute.

And Furong... Kyle didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that she was tending to regress to her ancestors.

It’s just raising some fire dragons, is it that serious?

"I didn't expect that I missed so many things." Kanna looked a little melancholy.

"You..." Kyle looked at her and seemed to want to say something.

"Forget it, Professor McGonagall is also a good headmaster," Connor said suddenly, taking the initiative to change the subject.

"I haven't congratulated you yet. After Christmas, you should be the youngest professor at Hogwarts."

"Hmm... probably." Kyle nodded.

"Tsk." Furong on the side suddenly rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything. She just hugged Bill and bit him again as if to vent her anger.

"Hey." Bill said dissatisfiedly, "I don't feel any emotion from your kiss, as if I were an apple."

"That's a sweet apple too," Furong said with a smile, feeling much better.

Kyle smacked his lips and suddenly felt a little full... Was this how Fleur had felt before?

Sure enough, her anger was not without reason.

But what's strange is why he can still be fed with dog food even when Kanna is next to him.

He wants to be Apple too.

"Kanna..." Kyle turned his head.

"Do you have unicorn blood?"

"What?"

"Unicorn blood." Kanna repeated, "These are the two rarest materials. I have boomslang skin, but I rarely use unicorn blood. You should have it."

"Ah, I have." Kyle took out a bottle, which contained blood with a silver glow, like melted silver Sickle.

As for why Kyle had this thing... Hagrid gave it to him.

He just told Hagrid to keep an eye out and collect some blood if any unicorn was injured.

Kyle was really just speaking casually. Unicorns are magical animals that have a characteristic in that no creature will be hostile to them, not even the most aggressive hornet.

Plus, they aren't fragile creatures and usually won't suffer any harm.

So Kyle's original plan was to go to Diagon Alley to buy it.

Although unicorn blood contains a magical curse of immortality, once it flows out of the wound, the curse will disappear within a few seconds. Therefore, it is not a prohibited trade product and can be used in many potions.

For example, one of the essential ingredients of the most famous potion, Felicis, is unicorn blood.

Of course, this thing is really expensive, almost ten times the price of dragon blood, and it is not so easy to buy.

But Kyle didn't expect that Hagrid got him a bottle that night, and it was not a small amount.

According to Hagrid, unicorns rarely attack each other, but there is an exception around Christmas, because this is the time when they are looking for mates.

In order to show their strength, unicorns will also drive away their competitors.

He happened to encounter a wounded unicorn yesterday. Its front leg was pierced and it was bleeding a lot.

He also said that there might be more in the near future, and if necessary, he could help get some more.

"How do you know I have unicorn blood?" Kyle asked curiously.

"Here." Kanna pointed to an inconspicuous mark on the parchment.

"Not only do I know you have unicorn blood, I also know you brewed this potion." She picked up the parchment and sniffed it. "The cauldron exploded, right?"

"You know all this?" Kyle was a little incredulous.

His cauldron did explode, especially when he added the unicorn blood. The entire potion boiled over and exploded everywhere, and this happened twice in a row.

"Putting boomslang skin and unicorn blood together will cause a conflict, just like the water purification spell and the blasting spell. If you put them together directly, of course the crucible will explode."

Connor said, "You should mix unicorn blood into the ginger root powder to act as a buffer."

"But... Dean Sassia didn't say anything."

"Isn't this common sense?" Kanna said as a matter of course.

Kyle opened his mouth and stopped talking.

He felt that his Potions grades were pretty good when he was in school, and were on par with Kanna's. How come the gap became so big just after graduation?

"Leave it to me." Kanna put away the parchment naturally.

"Give me that, too." She pointed at the unicorn blood in Kyle's hand, "It's a waste for you to hold it."

"Okay." Kyle handed over the bottle in his hand obediently.

"Ha!" Furong beside him laughed with glee. It was the first time she saw Kyle being humiliated.

So what if he was the champion of the Triwizard Tournament? Didn’t he also fail when making the potion?

Her potions never exploded.

Kyle naturally heard Furong's sarcasm, but he didn't care.

The Potions class at Beauxbatons is just like the Care of Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts, with less than a hundred students in all grades combined.

She knows shit about potions.

"By the way, I have something to give you too." Kanna suddenly said at this time.

She walked to a nearby shelf, took out a bag and put it on the table.

Kyle opened it and saw that it was full of gold Galleons, probably more than a hundred.

"I'm not short of money." Kyle returned the bag to Kanna. "I also opened a shop in Diagon Alley. Although there are not many customers on weekdays, the income is still considerable."

"There are no customers, but the income is still considerable." Furong said in a long tone: "When you say considerable, you don't mean earning one Galleon, do you?"

Kyle ignored her and just pushed the bag forward again, "You keep it. I really don't need it."

"But this was originally for you." Connor said, "This was sent by Uncle Severus some time ago, and he said it was compensation.

"I don't know why you sent the compensation to me and didn't let me tell you. But since you're here, take it."

Kyle looked from Connor to the bag of galleons.

He finally reacted.

The last time Snape went to his shop was because of Malfoy, and he broke an ebony shelf.

The two men agreed upon a compensation of 150 Galleons.

Snape later insisted that he had paid, but Kyle had not received it, and neither had Dobby.

This matter became a mystery.

So he sent Garlon to Kanna.

Kyle remembered that he had said at the time that his money was Connor's money. He had originally wanted to provoke Snape, but he had not expected that he would put it into practice and directly give the compensation to Connor.

Thinking of this, Kyle took the bag in his hand.

"In that case, I'll take it!"

"Is this bag yours? Or did Professor Snape send it here with you?"

"It's my uncle's." Connor said. She looked at Kyle suspiciously. "You're not planning anything bad again."

"No, of course not. How could that be possible?" Kyle denied immediately. "I am Professor Snape's colleague now. How could I have any bad intentions towards him? You are overthinking!"

"That's better." Kanna sighed.

She hadn't mentioned Snape at all, so Kyle had just confessed everything.

She kind of regretted giving the bag to Kyle.

"Forget it." Kanna shook her head. She was in France anyway, and it was none of her business what happened to those two men.

They chatted for a while longer, and Fleur was curious about how Kyle became a professor at Hogwarts at such a young age.

There has never been such a young professor in Beauxbatons.

Kyle didn't know what to say about this and could only blame it on Dumbledore and the current headmaster's decision.

While the few of them were chatting, Kanna would always glance at the parchment on the table from time to time.

Because it was from Sashia's potion recipe, after getting the key ingredients, she couldn't wait to try it.

Moreover, this feeling became more and more urgent. Even though Kyle, whom she had been thinking about day and night, was right beside her, she couldn't completely calm down.

"Sorry, you guys talk first."

After a few minutes, Kanna couldn't bear it anymore, so she stood up, took the parchment and unicorn blood and went to the basement.

"Wait a minute, I'll go too."

Kyle originally wanted to go and take a look, but Connor seemed not to hear him at all. She walked into the basement and closed the door.

The solid door panel almost hit Kyle in the face.

"Hey..." The half-Veela's laughter came from behind again.

"You're so free?" Kyle said unhappily, "Eat your apple."

"What do you care about me?" Furong glared at him provocatively.

…

(End of this chapter)