Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

"You said you can read other people's memories, so of course I have to be careful."

After Kane finished speaking, Dumbledore smiled silently: "Have you ever heard the saying, 'The eyes are the windows to the soul'? Guess what the medium for reading memories is?"

Kane immediately covered his eyes with his hands, so Dumbledore could only see a lonely chair.

Then the chair spoke: "Can you still see like this?"

Dumbledore: "........."

"Come out now. I respect your privacy, so you don't need to be so wary of me. Besides, if I really wanted to see your memories, I would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?"

Kane remained hidden behind the chair for a short while before tentatively emerging and sitting back down. "Um, so, what do you want me to do here?"

“It’s nothing particularly important, it’s just that I’ve run out of mandrakes, and during this holiday and the start of the school term… you’ve completely forgotten about it, so I thought I had to tell you,” Dumbledore said, shrugging.

"I can't help it. Mandrakes aren't ripe right now. You can't buy them, and the greenhouse doesn't have them either. Maybe you could try something else? Remember that forget-me-not weed in the greenhouse the other day? You used it to make tea, right?"

After Kane finished speaking, Dumbledore shook his head: "That potion is useful, but not very effective."

“This depends on talent.” Kane gave me a look that said, “I’ll take care of everything. Get me a cauldron, I’ll be right back.”

With that, he left the principal's office and headed towards the greenhouse.

Then, as he approached his destination, he was stunned to discover...

The greenhouse...exploded?

Chapter 107 Mandela's Spirit

The Hogwarts greenhouse is a giant glass dome, and now one of the glass domes has been broken from the inside out. A large group of young wizards are gathered around the hole, as if they are watching something.

Honestly, watching this scene gave Kane a strange sense of unease.

It wasn't until he walked through the crowd of onlookers that he saw what exactly they were watching in their neighborhood.

Two plump, living white radishes were seen chasing the Weasley twins angrily, while everyone else, including the Weasley twins themselves, watched the scene with amusement.

After all, these two big white radishes didn't seem to have any offensive capabilities.

Kane, on the other hand, rubbed his face wearily, wondering why he always seemed to encounter such abstract things.

So at this point, could Old Mike suddenly pop up and tell him why the mandrake planted in the greenhouse of the ditch, which is from the real world, was coaxed by fruit flies and listened to a few songs, and then turned into the shape of the Eternal Realm, and even became a spirit in the ditch?

Just as he was about to succeed in his plan, the Weasley twins, who were fleeing nearby, and the incessantly talking Mandela successfully interrupted his train of thought.

"Eh."

Kane reluctantly stuffed his wand into his pocket, walked up and slapped the mandragora twice across the face, leaving it stunned and bewildered. Then he mounted one of the mandragora and began punching and kicking it.

The young wizards were watching with great interest as the two Mandela demons opened their radish-like mouths to hurt people, but now that Kane has only just begun to act, the entire crowd of onlookers has instantly expanded to more than double its size.

Just as another Mandela spirit rushed over to help his companion, he was kicked hard in the chest.

Then Kane beat the two Mandela spirits to their knees and rolled them back into the greenhouse like tires, not forgetting to use a repair spell to fix the greenhouse.

A bunch of young wizards who wanted to watch the excitement were somewhat timidly gathered outside, wanting to watch but not daring to, so they dispersed after a while.

The Weasley twins, on the other hand, didn't have any of those strange little schemes. They weren't afraid of Mandela or Kane, so if the greenhouse glass was broken, they'd just go through the front door.

Soon the two of them arrived at the main entrance of the greenhouse, but when they tried to push the door open, they found that they couldn't push it open, so they had no choice but to start knocking on the door.

Kane, who had just tied the two Mandela spirits up securely in the greenhouse, heard a knock on the door... Ugh... I'm done for. The Mandela spirits are still in the greenhouse. I have to go tell Professor Sprout and Dumbledore so they can figure out what to do with these two big radishes.

Now there are even young wizards who have come to watch the drama unfold; all the troubles have piled up in one day.

A moment later, Kane opened the door looking exhausted. Just as the Weasley twins were about to greet them, Kane suddenly looked at them with a delighted expression, as if he had found a bottle of iced tea with frost in the refrigerator.

"I don't know why, but seeing your strange expression, we suddenly felt that coming here to watch the show wasn't a good choice."

“I thought the people who came here to watch the show were some ill-intentioned little wizards, but I didn’t expect it to be the two of you.” Kane said, pulling the Weasley twins into the greenhouse.

Inside the greenhouse, the two Mandela spirits were already tied back to back. Kane chuckled and pushed the Weasley twins forward: "You two are just lucky to have found a way to make things difficult. Please keep an eye on these two Mandela spirits for me. If they make any trouble, give them a good beating, but don't kill them."

"As for me, I'll go and fetch Dumbledore and Professor Sprout now. I'm counting on you."

Kane was about to leave when George Weasley grabbed him, saying, "Wait, wait, wait, are you just going to leave us here like this?"

"Yes, you trust us that much?" Fred Weasley looked shocked.

"What are you talking about? If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?" Kane said, patting the Weasley twins on the shoulder before walking towards Hogwarts Castle.

The Weasley twins, left behind, exchanged a glance... emmm...

Although their purpose in coming here was to see the Mandela spirit and steal some fruits and vegetables to take back as snacks, since Kane trusted them so much, they naturally had to live up to that trust.

Let's stick to our duties; after all, this is the first time.

When Kane brought Dumbledore and Professor Sprout back to the greenhouse, this was the scene that greeted them.

The Weasley twins, clad in armored charms and wielding wands in one hand and transformed rapiers in the other, truly stood like two guards on either side of the two Mandrakes.

Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile: "When I learned from Kane that he had left the two of you here, I thought you would be like mice falling into a rice jar, but I did not expect that you would actually bear this trust. I really should give Gryffindor ten points."

The Weasley twins, upon hearing this, didn't jump up in celebration as they had before. Instead, they maintained their serious battle expressions and said, "Yesher!"

Dumbledore smiled as he walked past the Weasley twins and came to the Mandela Spirit. He touched the Mandela Spirit's big white belly with some curiosity, and then looked up at Kane.

"Yeah, Kane, you always manage to come up with something new."

"Hmm, so what do you plan to do with these two? How about killing them to end it all?" Kane said, pulling out his wand with an evil look, intending to go in with the dark wand and come out with the light wand.

Seeing Kane's eager expression, Professor Sprout quickly stopped him: "Honestly Kane, I don't think it's necessary. Hogwarts is a magic school, and we shouldn't mind living with magical creatures, like these two Mandela... spirits."

As soon as Professor Sprout finished speaking, the two plump, white Mandela spirits on the ground looked at him with longing.

She's a good person; my two brothers want to stay with her!

Dumbledore nodded. "Perhaps we can find a place for these two new members of the Mandela family to stay?"

"How about we plant them in the ground?" Kane suggested quietly, offering a very constructive suggestion.

Dumbledore turned to the two Mandela spirits: "We'll have to see what they think."

Unfortunately, as the two Mandela spirits shook their heads frantically, they probably didn't like the suggestion.

"So we still need to find them houses to live in? Does anyone here know anyone who's good at building houses?"

After Kane finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strange sensation. He looked to both sides and saw that Dumbledore and Professor Sprout had been staring straight at him.

"Hiss—this isn't right, is it?"

Chapter 108 Don't you think... Kane is getting crazier and crazier?

"Are you really going to let me build houses for these two guys?" Kane raised an eyebrow at Dumbledore and Professor Sprout.

"Hmm, I think you have talent. So, can you do it?" Dumbledore asked.

“It’s not impossible.” Kane raised an eyebrow. To be honest, he already had a very good idea. After all, the house where the Mandela spirits lived in the Eternal Realm was just a huge, haphazardly built-in plant with a hole dug in it.

Using that kind of thing to build a house couldn't be simpler. You can also grow a huge crop, like a giant potato, and growing it doesn't waste any of your time. You can just treat it as a pastime in your spare time.

“But I need to do some preparation before that,” Kane said, and then jogged back to Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore and Professor Sprout raised their eyebrows as they watched Kane disappear in a flash. How to put it, this kid has never understood anything.

Then he looked at the Weasley twins, who were still standing guard. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and said, "Gentlemen, you may step down."

at the same time...

In the Hogwarts Library, Kane picked up a book on animals from the shelf; this was the first step in his preparations.

Growing huge crops requires some small tricks; besides keeping the plants happy, they also need to have plenty of nutrients.

However, plants cannot speak, so we have to use other methods to let people see the needs of plants. The Cultivation Pioneer Hat in the Eternal Realm is used to do this.

The only downside is that the material used to make this pioneering farmer's hat is a little awkward...emmm, the main material is a poop bucket...yes, poop.

So the main task now is to try and find some animal droppings in the library that are completely odorless and have no strange smell...

To be honest, it would be even better if it also had a pleasant fragrance.

Hermione, who had just finished two games of chess in the common room and arrived at the library, thought it was unlikely that there were any more diligent young wizards at Hogwarts than herself. Then she saw Kane sitting in the library early in the morning, engrossed in reading a book.

"......I'm truly impressed." Hermione sat down opposite Kane with a look of shame on her face. She immediately stopped having any other thoughts, randomly picked up a spellbook and started reading. Kane, who was sitting opposite her, then began to randomly interrupt her.

"Hermione, do you know any animal whose droppings don't smell bad at all, but actually smell nice?"

It's no wonder Kane asked that question. After all, an animal encyclopedia is already quite good at introducing animal habits, distribution locations, and what they like to eat. Asking for something like what feces taste like would be asking too much of the author.

If we need to add that, then it really becomes a situation where making money is difficult and life is unbearable.

“It has absolutely no smell…” Hermione murmured, then suddenly remembered something: “Hagrid once told me that unicorn droppings have a faint strawberry smell. You could try your luck with Hagrid; he sometimes uses that stuff to fertilize the orchards on either side of his house.”

"OK, thanks!" Kane quickly left the library, leaving behind an unfinished encyclopedia of animals on the table.

Hermione, with her sense of public decency, pouted, picked up Kane's book, and put it back on the shelf. Then, after returning to her seat, she discovered that the book she was reading had been put on the shelf by some other considerate person.

"I give up."

Meanwhile, Hagrid, who was kneading unicorn yarn, saw Kane peeking out from beside his compost bin...

Could this be... an attempt to steal food? This is the third little wizard to try and steal food from my compost bin since the start of the semester. But that shouldn't be the case; Kane is already a second-year student, right? Do they not teach this kind of thing in Magical Creatures Protection class anymore? That can't be right; Professor Calbert is very conscientious... Oh, that's a third-year course...

Just as he was pondering this, Kane suddenly pushed open the door, carefully carrying a compost bin: "Hagrid, this..."

"Oh, it's nothing, take it if you want." Hagrid quickly dismissed his earlier thoughts as nonsense. After all, it's always better to think things through than to overthink them; if you delve too deeply, you might discover a terrifying truth.

"Thank you!"

As Kane left, Hagrid remained sitting in the room, his hands trembling as he fiddled with the unicorn's fur. It was terrifying, utterly terrifying. Thankfully, his best subject was Fantastic Creatures Protection. If he hadn't studied Fantastic Creatures properly like Kane, he might have ended up like Kane, mistaking unicorn poop for strawberry jam...

However, this kind of thing is still hard to accept. And it's not just Kane who is unacceptable, but also his own actions. Knowing that his good friend was going to eat shit, he didn't stop him. Can he still be called a good friend?

No, I have to stop Kane, even if it embarrasses him!

Thinking of this, Hagrid abruptly dropped the unicorn fur he was halfway through rubbing and rushed out of the house...

Then they saw Kane add some strange tree roots to the compost bin and put a monocle on top of it on his head.

hiss.........

Hagrid closed the door again. Well, young wizards like to do things differently. For example, Kane gave his horned hat to a first-year witch, so it's not hard to understand why he would make a new one now.

Hmm... apart from the hat being a bit odd, there are no other problems.