Hogwarts: I Am an Exemplary Wizard

Chapter 678: Chapter 661: Kael, Why Don’t You Teach Me

After leaving Snape’s office, Kael didn’t go straight back to the dormitory to write some study plan... Instead, he found Harry, who was in a daze, on the grounds outside the castle.

His face was very pale; it was unclear whether it was from the water or sweat. His hair was stuck to his forehead, just enough to cover the scar.

”How are you feeling?” Kael walked over and asked.

”You’re here, Kael.” Harry shivered a bit and unconsciously rubbed his scar, saying, ”Just like last time, it feels like my head is about to split open.

”Thanks to you, though, I didn’t bruise my arms and knees this time... A few times I fell and found the floor was soft, you did that, right?”

”Why couldn’t it be Professor Snape who didn’t want you to get hurt?” Kael said.

”Snape’s afraid I’ll get hurt?” Harry suddenly laughed, as if he’d heard a particularly funny joke, ”I’d sooner believe Ron could drink the Black Lake dry.”

”Then Ron sure has a great appetite.” Kael also laughed, ”Where is he? Didn’t he come back with you?”

”He wanted to come back with me, and Hermione too... but they couldn’t.” Harry shook his head, ”Anyone who didn’t sign the staying list has to wait until the term starts to return to Hogwarts, so they have to stay at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

”Besides, this is my own issue... I can’t ruin their holiday too.”

As he said this, Harry seemed somewhat desolate, especially thinking about having to continue going to the underground classroom for lessons tomorrow, added to his despair.

The originally fine holiday was ruined, not to mention being tormented by Snape. Harry didn’t understand what he did wrong to deserve such punishment.

Harry couldn’t help but want to complain to Kael but suddenly thought of something else when he turned his head.

”Kael, I remember Snape saying you could use Occlumency too, right?”

”That’s right.” Kael nodded, ”I do know it.”

”Then how about you teach me?” Harry said somewhat excitedly.

”What?”

”You teach me Occlumency.” Harry repeated, ”Didn’t Headmaster Dumbledore ask you to help Snape? It would be the same if you taught me.

Since you know the charm, you must know how to do it.”

”That makes sense... but are you sure you want to learn from me?” Kael’s expression turned a bit strange.

However, in his excitement, Harry didn’t notice this and nodded repeatedly: ”Yes, can you?”

Kael didn’t answer immediately but instead sized up Harry for a while before seriously saying, ”I suggest you should still learn from Professor Snape first.

”Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I’m unwilling to teach you, but my methods may not suit everyone, and you might not be able to accept it.”

”It’s fine.” Harry said without hesitation, ”As long as it’s not Snape teaching me, I can accept any other way.”

Seeing Harry so determined, Kael hesitated for a moment but then shook his head.

”Even though you say so, I’m just a teaching assistant, what I say doesn’t count unless Professor Dumbledore agrees.”

”Then I’ll go find him right now.” Harry said and was about to run to the castle.

”Wait.” Kael quickly grabbed his arm, ”Professor Dumbledore isn’t at school, it’s no use going to him.”

Harry froze in place, instantly engulfed in disappointment.

Having finally found a possible way to escape Snape, only to end up with such a result.

If Dumbledore had decided to make Kael this teaching assistant, why couldn’t he just let him teach instead?

Doesn’t Dumbledore know how much Snape hates him?

At that moment, Harry’s resentment towards Dumbledore reached its peak.

Kael didn’t know how to comfort him, so he just sat by his side, and only after Harry gradually calmed down did he change the topic: ”By the way, while you were in the office earlier, did you see Voldemort again?”

Harry raised his head to look at Kael once more, and for a moment, he even forgot about learning Occlumency, a glint of surprise flashing through his eyes.

Because this was the first time he heard someone else utter the name ”Voldemort.”

Usually, whether it was Ron, Ginny, or Mr. Weasley, Auror Tonks, or the professors at Hogwarts, they all insisted on using the term ”You-Know-Who.”

Even Hermione, who was Muggle-born, was the same. It seemed like no one dared to call Voldemort by his name except him and Dumbledore...

Kael was the third.

He realized that there were still people who weren’t afraid to say Voldemort’s name...

Harry felt as if he had found a kindred spirit, immediately forgetting the earlier displeasure.

”Yes, I saw Voldemort.” he said.

”What was he doing?” Kael asked.

”I don’t know.” Harry shook his head: ”The time was too short, I almost just dreamed of Voldemort when Snape woke me up.”

”Don’t you remember anything?”

”I only saw a passageway.” Harry thought for a moment and said: ”It was a very dark place, no windows, no light.”

”Is that it?”

”That’s it.” Harry said, ”I wanted to take a closer look, but Snape splashed water on me and woke me up, know where that might be?”

”Too little information.” Kael said, ”If we look for places matching your description, there are too many similar ones... For example, the corridor outside the underground classroom nearby doesn’t have windows, but Voldemort wouldn’t be at Hogwarts.”