Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"The professor is absolutely right!" Neville finally couldn't help but agree.

"Well, Professor McGonagall will be happy to know that you resisted. This matter is nothing more than deducting ten or twenty points from you. Maybe Snape will deduct more, but it doesn't matter. It will pass in a short time. The Weasley twins are George and Fred. Ron's brother has to deduct ten or twenty points every day. Isn't that good enough?"

"Well, I'll remember it, Professor!" Neville nodded heavily.

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After sending the four little wizards away, Kaisen was free again.

Well, not so much actually.

An illusory phoenix gleaming with silver-white light suddenly appeared in his office and said, "Professor Kaisen, please come to the corridor on the fourth floor of the school, which is the forbidden area I mentioned at the beginning of the school."

"Amazing magic."

Kaisen stood up and walked out of the office helplessly, not knowing what work Dumbledore wanted him to do.

It was not until he arrived at the corridor that he realized that he was not the only one who was called. Basically, all the professors of the major courses were here, as well as Hagrid, who was leading one... three... one.

He was holding a huge three-headed dog and was trying hard to calm the big dog.

"I invited you here to help me set up obstacles. I need to protect a precious object, the Philosopher's Stone given to me by Nicolas Flamel."

Dumbledore pulled a blood-red gem from his pocket.

And Quirrell looked at the Philosopher's Stone with an unusually strange look.

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Chapter 22 Level

It seemed that they were both very surprised to see the "Sorcerer's Stone" in Dumbledore's hand.

After all, the "real magic stone" and the "fake magic stone" in his hand are almost exactly the same in appearance, color, and the magic fluctuations emitted.

"It's so horrible!" Quirrell looked at Kaisen with shock in his eyes.

"I need you to help me design obstacles to protect the Philosopher's Stone, but we also need to leave a hole for people to pass through. After all, I don't want the whole school to be in chaos when I go to get the Philosopher's Stone." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"No, no, no, no problem, but I'm not ready yet. I haven't prepared anything yet." Quirrell stammered.

"It's okay. There's no rush for this yet. We can have them set up the layout first, from the inside out, of course."

The next moment, Dumbledore snapped his fingers, and a terrifying ball of fire suddenly swept over all of them, and in the blink of an eye they appeared in a room.

In the center of the room was a stone platform, and Dumbledore placed the Philosopher's Stone in the center of the platform.

"Please start, who will go first?" Dumbledore looked back at everyone and said.

Kaisen looked at the other professors and saw that they were silent, then shrugged and said, "I'll do it."

"Kaysen, in case you didn't hear clearly just now, I have to add that the level you design must have a backup plan for our own people to enter."

"Ah... okay."

Kaisen, who had not listened carefully just now, gave up the idea of ​​burying TNT in Hogwarts. He turned around and casually used obsidian to arrange a hidden piston door, and then pulled the redstone circuit to the wall beside him.

There is a wall full of pull rods, and on top is a hidden launcher.

There is only one lever that corresponds to the piston door, and the other levers are all connected to the dispenser.

"Professor Snape, could you please put some harmless potions in it?"

Snape nodded. "I promise I'll make the intruder sleep for a full day."

The other levels were set up by other professors, including Snape's logic test, Professor McGonagall's oversized wizard chess, the flying key and magic door, the Devil's Snare, and finally the huge three-headed dog brought by Hegra.

Kaisen walked out from inside and confirmed that among the entire series of levels, Hagrid's level was the most serious, and the goal was to kill the invaders. The other levels were either simple and looked like a joke, or the penalties were not severe.

It's Hagrid.

Otherwise, he is honest.

After finishing all this, Kaisen was about to return to his office to continue lying down, but Dumbledore secretly called him to his principal's office.

"Kaysen, that's the name of your...piston door, right?"

"...Uh-huh." Kaisen nodded.

"What is the correct way for him to enter?" Dumbledore took out a large box of snacks from the drawer, and they were all sweet.

The way she responded to his questions was just like a little wizard holding a bunch of snacks as a bribe, asking him for the topic for the pop test in the next class.

"Well, actually I don't know. I just arranged the lines randomly."

Dumbledore looked at Kaysen with his sincere eyes.

"...Okay, that magic circuit is the same as the red stone I used to make a fake Philosopher's Stone for you. Just touch the magic circuit with the fake Philosopher's Stone and the door will open." Kaisen couldn't stand Dumbledore's weird and scary look, and finally answered.

"In that case, I'll need another piece of red stone that you made," said Dumbledore.

"Who needs it? Definitely not you. I remember you were able to Apparate inside Hogwarts."

"Harry Potter."

"Do you really want to let an eleven-year-old kid play Dragon Quest? You're a bit too extreme." Kaisen started with zero frames and made a sharp comment.

"Harry only has fame now, he still needs real achievements. This is the achievement I give him, just like you distribute your alchemy results to your students." Dumbledore explained.

"That's different. What does Harry need achievements for? What does he need fame for? Those are too much of a burden for an eleven-year-old boy like him. He can't handle them."

Dumbledore crossed his arms on the desk and thought for a moment. "This is a prophecy, made by Trelawney, the Divination professor at Hogwarts."

"Ha! Although this is a magical world, I still have to say that it's surprising that a wise man like you actually believes in prophecies." Kaisen said sarcastically.

"I'm not superstitious about prophecies, but I'm in awe of them. This is about whether we can truly kill Tom and defeat Voldemort. I must calculate all the possibilities and try all the ways to kill him."

"Voldemort's vitality was so strong that everyone in the wizarding world thought he was dead, but he just appeared on the back of Quirrell's head."

"I can't make even the slightest mistake."

"Well, even if it means believing in a vague prophecy?"

"Even if it's a prophecy." Dumbledore nodded.

"Okay." A thumb-sized redstone block appeared in Kaisen's hand and he placed it on the desk.

"Give it to Harry any time you get the chance."

"No, I think it's better for you to give it to him. By the way... tell him how to use it, so that he won't be at a loss when facing your piston door with this little thing." Dumbledore pushed the redstone back.

"Life is not easy." Kaisen waved his hand to destroy the redstone block and sighed.

"And if Quirrell comes asking you how to open that piston door, answer him in a tactful and subtle way that you won't remember afterwards," Dumbledore added.

"Um...I said before that I'm a dog when I drink. Looks like I'm going to break the rules." Kaisen said with a bitter face.

"Life is short, enjoy it while you can. There's nothing wrong with drinking. You just picked the wrong person. I believe there are not many people who can drink as happily as Hagrid. It's a rare fact that you have a good alcohol tolerance for drinking that you can get him down." Dumbledore comforted him.

"...Yeah, who can drink on par with a giant? I'm awesome!"

Dumbledore cured Kaisen's mental exhaustion with just a few words, and watched him walk out of the headmaster's office with great interest and head towards Hagrid's hut to continue fighting with Hagrid.

The good wine he had finally found in Dumbledore's old house could only be tasted after Kaisen sobered up.

It's a pity.

Chapter 23 The Black-robed Man at the Pig's Head Tavern

"Hey Hagrid! I knew you were here!" Kaisen looked at Hagrid who was fertilizing the pumpkin and greeted him.

"Kasen! How are you doing as a professor? Are the little wizards very naughty?" Hagrid responded, straightening up.

"Not really. To be honest, the little wizards who taught me alchemy were all pretty well behaved. By the way, are you free today?"

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"So... to be honest, it's better to drink in your cabin. It's a bit too dirty here." In the Pig's Head Tavern, Kaisen kept wiping the table in front of him with a handkerchief with some disgust. As for the wine glasses, he brought his own.

"Don't worry about these details. Drinking is all about the atmosphere here, and we can drink to our heart's content without worrying about encountering danger like in other places. The boss here is a powerful and scary wizard, and no one dares to cause trouble in his place." Hagrid said comfortingly.

"Well, I'm too drunk to remember these things." Kaisen picked up the whiskey on the table and poured it into his own glass. He clinked glasses with Hagrid and poured it into his mouth.

"Huh? I don't feel as dizzy as last time. It seems I've made considerable progress in terms of my alcohol tolerance."

"Of course. Before, when I drank with others, I didn't enjoy myself enough and they lay on the ground. Only you can drink on par with me... But I remember you said last time that if you keep drinking, you are a dog?" Hagrid scratched his head and said.

"Oh...did I say that?"

Hagrid rolled his eyes. "No, you didn't say that. I remembered it wrong!"

"That's right!" Kaisen picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Hagrid again, but this time he felt a little dizzy.

Gradually, he could no longer count how many bottles of whiskey there were in front of his table. Of course, there was not only whiskey, but also various distilled liquors used as base liquors, such as vodka, gin, brandy, tequila, etc., which filled the table in front of them.

And of course the surrounding floor.

A figure in a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, was considering a place to stay and finally sat down.

"You two? Would you mind having a drink together?" the man in black robe said in a low voice.

"I mind a lot." Kaisen shook his head.

"Well, do you mind making a bet? I have the money. Look at this huge thing! I won it from someone. It's such a huge dragon egg!"

The moment he heard about the dragon eggs, Hagrid, who was originally drowsy, suddenly became half awake, but only half.

"What are you betting on?"

"Actually, I know you, Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts. I heard that you are very knowledgeable about magical creatures. I happen to have a three-headed dog, but it seems a little too excited. I want to know what I should do to calm it down. If your method works, this dragon egg will be yours." said the man in black robe.

"This is easy. The three-headed dog loves music. You just need to play some soothing music for him and he'll calm down until he falls asleep. I recommend the harp. The three-headed dog particularly likes that kind of music."

Kaisen leaned on the wine bottle and looked at the man in black robe beside him. For some reason, he always felt that there was something wrong with him.

But because of his alcohol-induced brain he couldn't react, what was the problem?

Forget it, never mind it!

He poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp. Soon the man in black robe handed the dragon egg to Hagrid and looked at himself who was in a daze.

"Professor Kaisen, seriously, you've been quite popular lately. I heard you even made a lot of alchemical creations using a red stone you refined yourself."