Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 87 We are righteous heroes, and one day we will defeat the evil Dumbledore.

Chapter 87 We are righteous heroes, and one day we will defeat the evil Dumbledore.

When Lockhart woke up, all he could see was the Mind Hat, which Kane had already destroyed, lying carelessly on the ground.

The jellyfish twitched intermittently, and the brain inside it was now completely lifeless, just a lump of flesh.

Kane was testing his new broom.

Compared to the previous broom, this new broom only has a huge orange gem behind the broom handle, which at first glance looks like a motorcycle fuel tank.

"Um, Kane, you've been busy all day just for this?" Lockhart leaned over and glanced at it tentatively, only letting out a sigh of relief after confirming that it didn't have any bizarre or grotesque features.

"The main body of my broom was called a walking cane, which is a kind of alchemical item that can increase the speed of the owner by 25%. So I asked Dumbledore for 12 phoenix tail feathers and made it into a flying broom."

"Twelve phoenix tail feathers, plus a 25% speed boost, Kane, you're incredibly lucky. Didn't your parents object to this?" Lockhart patted his chest, still feeling a bit shaken.

Of course, besides those words, there were some things he didn't say.

Kane is incredibly lucky to have survived such a high speed without being killed.

"Oh, I'm an orphan, I have no parents."

After Kane finished speaking, he glanced at Lockhart, whose face was deathly pale. The latter looked like a Muggle wizard blindfolded, plugging an electrical plug into a socket, but when he lifted the blindfold, he discovered that the so-called socket was Voldemort's nostril.

He didn't even need to guess why Lockhart had that expression, and waved his hand helplessly: "I don't really care about this, and I'm not some kind of devil. I won't kill you just because you said something offensive."

"Oh...oh, that's great, no, no, I mean you have a great attitude." Lockhart was so terrified that he couldn't even speak, so he had to change the subject.

"So, what happens after your flying broom is upgraded?"

Kane raised an eyebrow: "Actually, I only upgraded the main body of the flying broom and turned the walking cane into the Lazy Wand. It is naturally very powerful. The basic function of the Lazy Wand is teleportation, similar to the wizards' Apparition. The distance is not as far as the wizards', but it is safer and has no wind-up. However, the problem is that the name Lazy Wand sounds really unimpressive. I want to change its name."

As he spoke, he pulled a paint pen from his pocket, drew a horizontal line on the broom's tail, and then thought for a moment about what he should write above the line...

Mantis shrimp!

There was no other reason for choosing this name; it was simply because it would sound smoother when I said it with Little Pumpkin.

Lockhart peeked at the strange name... Oh well, I can understand. These days, how many exceptionally talented young wizards don't go crazy?

After feeling relieved, Lockhart returned to his bed and began recording his experiences of the day in the notebook.

When he was writing about the hook for the next day, that is, what the plot might be like tomorrow, he wanted to ask Kane, but found that he was already lying in bed, breathing evenly, obviously asleep.

"Hmm..." Lockhart pursed his lips, and a crisp snap sounded.

The lights are off.

the next day...

Harry's letter arrived quickly. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, he not only brought Hedwig home, but also Hugin.

As for Kane's adventures, having Little Pumpkin and Mantis Shrimp is enough.

Harry's letter today was delivered by Hedwig and Hugin together. This act of ostensibly delivering a letter but actually acting as a lookout shows that Harry was thoughtful.

Ah, this also shows that the Dursleys have loosened their control over Harry a bit. After all, based on Kane's understanding, he thought the Dursleys wouldn't allow Harry to write letters to their friends during the holidays.

Harry's letter can be described as a tearful lament.

In summary, it's like saying, "Hey buddy, long time no see! It feels like we're meeting in person." I'm currently at the Dursleys' house with Dudley as my real-life sparring partner every day, listening to Uncle Vernon's lessons on resilience every day, and watching Aunt Penny constantly reminding me that I'm the steel being forged in this family.

Such a wonderful life of enduring hardship, toiling, starving, and being driven away to another courtyard after being left destitute—do you envy it?

...What an enviable life. Kane glanced at the letter Harry had sent with a hint of helplessness, then thought for a moment before borrowing a Polaroid camera from the hotel reception. Standing on the balcony, he planned to take a postcard of Harry against the backdrop of the town's idyllic English countryside.

Brother, you've suffered terribly here, you know? Now that you know, go have some fun. I'll pick you up in a month.

Of course, he didn't write down the last sentence; he simply handed the photo directly to Hu Jin, instructing him to retrieve it with his mouth and personally deliver it to Harry.

Anyone who dares to stop me, I'll just attack them without a word!

"What's wrong with you? Is it so unacceptable that you want to live here with me?" Lockhart said, somewhat speechless.

"You'll understand once you see this letter." Kane picked up the letter Harry had brought from the coffee table and tossed it to Lockhart.

The latter thought the letter was something very important or a mysterious code, but after reading it for the third time, he finally realized that the letter was just a pure and simple irony.

"My God, the savior of the entire wizarding world lives like this?" Lockhart looked at Kane in disbelief. "Before this, everyone in the wizarding world, from the Minister of Magic to the dark wizards in Knockturn Alley, probably thought he was well taken care of by Dumbledore."

"After all, Dumbledore is a survivor from the Victorian era. It's a miracle that Harry survived to this day without being dragged down the fireplace by a rope and developing normally." Kane sighed as he glanced at the calendar. Hmm, there were only thirty days left to rescue Harry.

Just wait, Harry, my good bro, I'm on my way!

Just as Kane casually put down the calendar, intending to lie down in the hotel for a while, Lockhart started to stand up.

Kane's intuition told him that this guy was up to something.

"What are you going to do?" Kane looked at Lockhart, who had suddenly become dressed, with surprise and asked with some doubt.

"Of course, it's the great adventurer Lockhart rescuing the poor savior Harry Potter and defeating the evil Dumbledore along the way. You know, just writing about the adventurer Lockhart and the young wizard Kane's holiday story doesn't really have any major conflicts or explosive moments, so I think it's time to add a main plot to our book. And most importantly, Dumbledore's reputation has really been bad in recent years, so writing it this way might attract some traffic."

Watching Lockhart speak with increasing fervor, Kane deeply felt that Lockhart's tendency to abandon the outline in a moment of passion and cram his own flashes of inspiration into the book made him unlikely to be a huge hit. However, he had a 98% chance of writing something that would be a disaster and summon the Iron Fist.

"So, Kane, what do you think of this story? Of course, we don't really need to defeat Dumbledore. You know, novels are fictional, so..." Lockhart rubbed his hands together, looking at Kane.

After all, his wand is currently in Kane's hands, and even if he has a wand, his performance is limited.

Therefore, after much consideration, it was deemed necessary to include Kane as the second main character.