Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

Can...

The next day... Kane put all the hats he could make into a small box, and then began to compress them as much as he could. This step was so that when Luna opened the box, the hats would suddenly pop out with a "boom," giving her a big surprise.

After doing all this, he was about to go find Hu Jin when he awkwardly realized that Hu Jin had been taken away by Harry.

After all, Kane had fed Hugin a handful of times in two years, so Harry righteously took Hugin with him...

He was afraid that if he and Ron weren't in the dorm, Hu Jin might starve to death in the birdcage and rot without anyone noticing.

Having failed to find Hugin, Kane could only walk helplessly toward Owl Tower. After delivering the package, he ran into Lupin, who had dark circles under his eyes and was on his way to fish at Black Lake.

Although Lupin still didn't sleep well all night after drinking the wolfsbane potion, physical exhaustion did not mean mental exhaustion.

Although I haven't slept, compared to my previous completely out-of-control self, and the fear I felt before and after transforming into a werewolf and reverting to human form, worrying about whether I might hurt someone, the feeling of knowing clearly that no one has been hurt because of me is so incredibly relaxing.

“I thought you were going to take a nap.” Kane raised an eyebrow at Lupin, then glanced at his fishing rod…

"Well, since we're both fishing anyway, have you considered fishing in a different spot?"

"Change locations?"

Lupin looked at the boundless sea in front of him with a puzzled expression. So, changing the fishing spot meant he was supposed to fish for sea fish here?

Is this in accordance with British and French law?

He looked up and around; there were no surveillance cameras.

Very good, that's appropriate.

"Help me fish for some jellyfish. If you can't catch any, then try catching them yourself. I'll go get some other raw materials." After asking Lupin for help, Kane pulled a shovel out of his hat. This place wasn't far from the town where he and Lockhart had stayed at the hotel.

Of course, having learned from his previous experience, he felt it should be made more anthropomorphic, such as not using human brains? Going to the market to buy some pig brains should also work.

Soon, he arrived at the market, where animal brains were indeed sold. Most people with niche tastes would buy them to make brain pudding or haggis.

Kane wasn't worried about what they would do with the brains they bought, but the main issue was that brains were a niche food in England, so if he didn't order them quickly, they might run out of brains to sell.

Just as Kane was about to forcefully tear Galon's brain in half, he was surprised to find...

Hmm, when did you run out of pounds? They disappear so quickly? That doesn't seem right, I haven't spent much.

About five minutes later, the cemetery welcomed his loyal Kane, who wandered around inside, looking utterly helpless.

None of the bodies in this cemetery are fresh.

The freshest one was from a month ago; his brain is probably rotten to mush by now.

Sigh... Life is tough...

Unlike Kane's setback, Lupin's fishing went very smoothly, and he simply enjoyed the pleasure of this low-budget hunting.

He would catch them and release them, and only after he was done playing with them did he take two jellyfish off his wand, put them in a bucket, and head towards the town to find Kane.

The search for the person went very smoothly, extremely smoothly, even a little too smoothly.

Because Kane was so conspicuous, he stood in the center of the crowd in the town square, holding his magician's top hat, performing all sorts of magic tricks for the Muggles, pulling things out of the hat.

Next, all sorts of things are put into the hat, and finally the hat is placed on the pretty girl's head. As the hat is lifted, a beautiful hairstyle slowly appears.

"He's so skilled...maybe that's talent." Lupin marveled at the scene, while Kane, if he knew Lupin's thoughts, would surely chuckle.

This isn't talent; it's what I'm used to.

Soon, after Kane made enough money from his magic tricks and bought animal heads from the market, he joined Lupin and promptly made two Mind Hats.

Appear, my Starcaller's Staff!

Chapter 162 They agreed just because they talked about planets and orbits.

Back at Hogwarts, Kane put on the Mind Hat, took out the raw materials, and once again, rubbed them together in three seconds.

Lupin only saw Kane's hands move swiftly up, down, left, and right before he created the Starcaller's Wand.

The rest is simple: just place this thing on the platform that Lupin mentioned, which exists in the centaur tribe, and it will absorb the moon's power.

The Starcaller's Wand evolved into the Mooncaller's Wand.

Ah, of course, if at this point you were to ask what the Mooncaller's Wand is used for...

To be honest, it's not very useful. In the realm of eternity, its only function is... to serve as a permanent light source, or perhaps to relieve the heat.

If I had to put it in perspective, that thing could be considered the culmination of the moon's power, and it even has the function of increasing sanity... If we were to place it entirely in the real world...

Perhaps it has a special attack bonus against shadow creatures?

Kane, who was somehow related to shadow creatures, looked at the Starcaller's Wand in his hand and clicked his tongue in exasperation...

So be it. With the walking stick and jade in front of me, I won't look down on anything else now.

The main focus is on caution.

Lupin, however, became curious. Although the Starcaller's Wand looked like an ancient handicraft, its magical fluctuations suggested otherwise.

It even gives people a very strange and absurd feeling, like... not sure, let me ask again!

Lupin asked directly, "Kane, how do you use this wand?"

Kane, who was in a hurry to get to the Great Hall for lunch, did not linger, but still answered Lupin's question.

He waved the Summoner's Wand, and a reddish-yellow orb, like the sun, appeared in mid-air.

After telling Lupin to hurry up and eat in the Great Hall or Hagrid would eat it all, he ran off towards the Great Hall.

Lupin, of course, was in no hurry to leave; he remained in the room, examining the yellow orb of light left behind by Kane.

At first glance, it looks like a miniature sun, radiating heat and light, but it just doesn't match the strange feeling I'm experiencing...

Then, out of curiosity, he touched it... It was hot, but it wouldn't cause any harm...

"Strange ball of light." Lupin, still puzzled, eventually put aside his curiosity. After all, his years of experience in the world had taught him a few things.

For example... don't pry into other people's affairs.

Soon, at the small dining table in the auditorium, Felch was once again the first to finish eating and leave. It was unclear whether he had eaten enough, but he was extremely fast at running away.

With the only person unrelated to the matter gone, they could finally begin discussing serious matters.

Although Haig theoretically didn't know about this, it was necessary to bring along Haig, a magical creature known for his social skills, since it involved borrowing the platform from the centaurs on the night of the full moon next month.

After hearing Dumbledore's request, Hagrid's face instantly contorted into a grimace: "You should know that platform is a sacred relic of the centaur tribe since ancient times..."

"Actually, I don't know." Kane really wanted to say that, but he felt the situation wasn't right.

Hagrid was still somewhat troubled. "Besides, the centaurs are very proud, and they certainly won't allow us to get close to their camp."

"The wizarding ancestors were too lenient. Those centaurs dare to claim territory in the Forbidden Forest today, and tomorrow they'll claim Hogwarts as their own." This was still Kane's inner rant.

Although I've never actually met a centaur, I'll mentally say some trash talk to him first, so that when I see him get his comeuppance, it'll make me feel a little better.

After all, I was the one who cursed them in my heart first, so it's understandable that they had a bad attitude.

It's a bit... pathetic, but a centaur is still a human. You can't just have a flash of magic from a wand, decapitate a centaur, and then skin him for boots...

After much thought, he still felt that panpipes were the most suitable. There were a few unsold mandrakes in the Hogwarts greenhouse, which were just sitting idle and would rot by the next quarter, so it was better to let them make a contribution.

Dumbledore made one last attempt to persuade him: "Hagrid, today, you will first have a chat with our centaur friends."

“What if they disagree?” Hagrid asked as a final question.

"Of course I'm back. Do you still want to duel them?"

Kane looked toward the greenhouse not far outside the Great Hall. Should he make a panpipe or a pair of boots? That was the question.

But just as he was pondering this, Dumbledore pulled a small, emerald-green harmonica from his collar...

"You still have it?" Kane's brain froze for a moment when he saw Dumbledore pull out the panpipes, and it took him a long time to remember...

"Ah, I really did give Dumbledore that thing," he said, somewhat surprised.

"Of course, I always cherish the gifts others give me..."

For some reason, Kane detected a fleeting hint of sarcasm in Dumbledore's words.

And besides that, he seems to have forgotten something else.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the dormitory. Then he took out the admission notice from under his bed, cut a piece of glass in the lounge with his Shadow Blade, melted a piece of gold to make a frame, stuffed the admission notice inside, and fastened the glass.

"This time it's right."

After placing the photo frame next to his bedside table, Kane finally got rid of that strange feeling of unease in his conscience.

Soon, night fell again, and Hagrid finally emerged from the Forbidden Forest, looking weary from his journey.

He spent the entire afternoon in the Forbidden Forest, and it seems he negotiated with the centaurs for quite some time.

Lupin initially wanted to go in too, since it was ultimately his own business and he should contribute his share instead of letting Kane, Hagrid, or Dumbledore do the work while he stayed in the castle and reaped the benefits.

However, Dumbledore quickly dispelled Lupin's hasty idea with just a few words.

After all, Lupin was able to make friends in the centaur tribe before because he was a human child, while now Lupin is a disheveled, middle-aged man with a stubble beard.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse; if Lu Ping went in like that, he might really be whipped dozens of times and driven to another courtyard.

So Lupin reluctantly found a seat in the Great Hall and sat down quietly, waiting for Hagrid to pronounce his fate.

Then...

“They agreed.” After Hagrid finished speaking, almost everyone except Felch, who was unaware of what had happened, looked up.

"This isn't right, is it?"

Hagrid initially thought so, and shrugged somewhat helplessly: "They agreed after talking about things like planets, orbits, light, and the moon."

Chapter 163 A Silver-White Column of Light Descends from the Sky

And just like that, the centaur tribe, which Kane and Dumbledore had initially considered a major problem, was resolved.

Kane, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep at night no matter how hard he tried.

Even the horsemen are so reasonable, but what about me? What am I thinking?

Cutting someone's scalp? To make boots?

Oh my god! I deserve to die.