Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"Who said it wasn't? Cutting your soul and turning yourself into a monster? Haha..." Grindelwald also sneered.

"Go back, we already know most of the information." Grindelwald said.

"Yeah." Kaisen agreed, and the two of them arrived at the principal's office in an instant.

Fudge was still sitting on the sofa like a robot, hugging himself anxiously.

Dumbledore and Snape stared at Fudge speechlessly.

Seeing this, Kaisen was about to go over and give Fudge a big nose to sober him up, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"Now there is one last thing. Go to Barty Crouch's house... If you are fast enough, maybe we can save an innocent life." Dumbledore said.

"Where is his home?" Kaisen asked.

"This address." Dumbledore gave Kaisen an address. The latter took a quick reference and teleported to the nearest place where he could teleport. Then, after a few flashes, he found a tall mansion hidden in a Muggle-Repelling Charm.

As the door was violently pushed open, Kaisen quickly found several places with a strong atmosphere of life, including the bedroom, study, kitchen, and even the stairwell and Harry's exclusive single cupboard.

Not only does it not exist in the physical sense, it also does not exist in the magical sense. For Kaisen, who is equipped with a monocle, it can be said that his eyes are his ruler.

But even so....eh? What is this?

Kaisen looked puzzledly at a painting in the corner of the hall that was more than one meter tall.

He walked over and touched it casually. He felt something, but this feeling... boom!

The entire painting and the wall were blown up by Kaisen's punch.

Chapter 310 All Friends!

Kaisen walked down the cave entrance. The place below was not that dirty or complicated. He just used his eyes casually and saw Barty Crouch in the corner, who was covered with magic chains.

As for other corners, there are devices that meet the basic metabolic needs of the human body and a fixed cleaning spell once a day.

Kaisen squatted down and picked up a magic chain, and the next moment there seemed to be a thud.

The chain snapped.

"I'm here on behalf of Hogwarts and Dumbledore, Mr. Barty Crouch, may I ask what happened?" Kaisen took out a bottle of life-restoring potion and slowly fed it to Barty Crouch.

"Kill him...Kill him. This is my fault...I shouldn't have done it. Now...Kill him. He's out there pretending to be me. He has an incredibly evil plan!"

Looking at Barty Crouch, who might not be mentally normal, Kaisen had no choice but to take him back to Hogwarts.

Madam Pomfrey and Snape are professionals in this area, and Dumbledore knows more than himself.

When Kaisen returned to the principal's office, he saw Barty Crouch trembling all over behind him. Barty Crouch's current appearance scared everyone in the office, including, strictly speaking, his political enemy Fudge.

"What happened to him?" Fudge asked tremblingly.

Snape looked at the patches of hair missing from the back of Barty Crouch's neck and shrugged. "He's been imprisoned to make Polyjuice Potion."

"Then who is that person?" Dumbledore's eyes sank, as if he was thinking, while Snape looked at Kaisen, who understood and took him back to the Potions office.

Snape spent a long time picking and choosing among the potion shelves, finally finding a tranquilizer potion hidden in a corner. Then, Kaysen took him back to the principal's office.

Kaisen took the tranquilizer and gently fed it to Barty Crouch. The latter looked like he was about to faint for a moment, but soon regained his spirits.

"Where...is...this? The headmaster's office? Dumbledore...Dumbledore! Find the person who is impersonating me outside now...and kill him!" Barty Crouch said the moment he woke up.

"Please make it clear first. We should be unable to find that person now. Let's talk about the cause and effect first." Dumbledore comforted.

"Voldemort is not dead yet!"

Fudge's heart sank violently. These words were like a thunderbolt to him.

"My son... Barty Crouch Jr. is not dead either." Unlike the previous sentence, this one was obviously lacking in confidence.

"What do you mean? How could he not be dead?" Fudge said in confusion. He didn't say anything about Sirius disappearing from Azkaban without anyone noticing, and he didn't even notice what kind of monster Sirius got himself hooked up with after he came out.

But Barty Crouch Jr....how did he get out?

Barty Crouch glanced at Fudge, took a deep breath and began to talk about how he and his deceased wife used a simple substitution trick to replace Barty Crouch Jr.

At this time, Fudge understood that if he wanted to rescue people from Azkaban without anyone noticing, it would take more than just great power.

Great power can do the same.

"So this is the current situation, Cornelius... make your choice." Dumbledore has figured out the current situation, which is very simple.

It can be summed up in four words.

Voldemort is resurrected!

"I...I need to discuss this with some families, the sponsors of the Ministry of Magic, you know." Fudge said with a lack of confidence.

"You promised me, Cornelius, you promised us," said Dumbledore.

Fudge nodded. "Yes, I did agree, but you didn't mention the word Voldemort at the time."

Kaisen immediately felt a lump in his throat. "Didn't we say that? Do you dare to say we didn't say that?"

Fudge looked at Kaisen and quickly took several steps back. "Even if you said it, I don't know if you've ever heard that turning your back on someone is a basic politician's quality."

"Besides, the Ministry of Magic doesn't have the final say. I must discuss this with them!" Fudge explained hurriedly.

"That's right. How could a puppet minister who was pushed into office not discuss things with them?" Barty Crouch couldn't help but say as he looked at Fudge's cowardly look.

"Hehe, that's better than you, stealing from the company." Fudge replied quickly.

"I will naturally resign after my son is caught or killed. I will not be like you who is incapable of doing anything but always causes trouble and clings to power even though you have no ability!" Barty Crouch said with full offensive power.

"Humph, do you think you can wait for your son to be caught? Just wait, after I publicize this matter, your desk will be piled with yelling letters, and you will be forced to resign!" Fudge said defensively.

"It would be great if you two could use the energy you use to attack your political enemies to attack Voldemort." Dumbledore watched the two of them coldly.

"Hehe, he is not qualified to continue sitting in the office of the Ministry of Magic." Fudge sneered at Barty Crouch and Dumbledore at the same time.

Obviously, his only formidable enemy in the Ministry of Magic was Barty Crouch, and as long as he could defeat him completely, even Dumbledore would need to discuss issues with him instead of giving him orders in a condescending tone.

"But in fact, it won't be like this. If the people in the wizarding world knew about Voldemort's return, then they would need a tough iron fist and a tough Minister of Magic, not you who only accepts political donations from pure-blood families but actually works for them as wages!" Barty Crouch suddenly caught a flash of inspiration in his mind and fought back.

Fudge looked at Barty Crouch with a sinister look: "You won't stand a chance."

Barty Crouch just shrugged his shoulders. The few words that the Hogwarts people and Fudge had just said had made him know who the enemy and who the friend were in this small office.

It can be said that except for Fudge, they are all friends!

Family! I'm so tired, please give me a gift, please, please, please

Chapter 311 Running away

"Do you think you still have a chance to return to the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge roared, his scarlet eyes looking at Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore! I promised you that I would fight Voldemort with you. Kill this man who should have died long ago!"

Dumbledore glanced at Fudge and shook his head helplessly.

"Why! I already promised you!"

"Because, for a qualified politician, turning against someone is a basic quality." Dumbledore said casually.

Fudge, who was hit on the forehead by the boomerang, took a deep breath and said, "How about...how about this? You kill...first."

"Kaysen, show him out." Dumbledore said coldly.

"You make me look like your double-flowered red stick or something, which feels weird." Although Kaisen said this, he still naturally picked up Fudge and threw him out of the principal's office.

Barty Crouch smiled with relief upon seeing this: "Thank you."

"You don't need to say thank you. We are on equal terms at this point, aren't we?" Dumbledore replied.

"I will. I still have the means to manipulate the Daily Prophet. Rita Skeeter has already retreated to the second line. Now my people have stepped out from behind the scenes. Don't worry." Barty Crouch responded.

"That's best."

"Also, Fudge is very likely to bite people like a mad dog. Nowadays, anyone can be his enemy." Barty Crouch explained.

"But this doesn't make sense. What good will it do him to have enemies on all sides?" Kaisen didn't quite understand.

"He has never been a qualified politician... Could you please send me back to the Ministry of Magic? As soon as possible!" said Barty Crouch.

"You can choose the fireplace, or you can ask Professor Kaysen to take you there," said Dumbledore.

"Thank you for your help, Professor Kaisen." Barty Crouch nodded to Kaisen.

"No problem." Kaisen just nodded. After the force field wrapped around the two of them, Barty Crouch disappeared in just a moment, while Kaisen was still standing there obediently.

"............Where are the others?" Dumbledore asked.

"Back to the office." Kaisen shrugged, then he looked at Dumbledore: "Why not just kill Fudge?"

"Because there's no need to, there's no need to kill anyone. Without competition, there's no strength. Now that they're competing with each other, Hogwarts is the support they need. If only one of them is left, we'll have no choice but to negotiate with them, or even be manipulated by them," Dumbledore explained.

"Oh...it turns out that all of you who play tactics have dirty hearts." Kaisen suddenly realized.

"Go and see Harry," Dumbledore said as he walked towards the headmaster's office.

Soon they arrived at the medical wing. All the wounds on Harry's body had healed, but at this moment she was looking at Snape with a strange look.

The latter frowned in some surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

"Professor, why... am I still a girl?" Harry asked.

"Maybe you drank too much at that time. After all, Kaisen didn't take the medicine according to my instructions in micrograms." Snape explained expressionlessly.

"So, Professor, when will my antidote be ready?" Harry said resignedly.

"In a month," said Snape.

"Ok."

Kaisen just came over to take a look, and after confirming that Harley was fine, he teleported back to his home on Baker Street.

He appeared directly in Sherlock's bedroom and headed downstairs to the living room.

"So...how did you end up up there?" Peanut asked confusedly as he looked at Kaisen walking down from upstairs.

"I've been obsessed with skydiving lately, you know." Kaisen said as he recalled the layout when he first decorated this place. Soon he went upstairs again and got two suitcases.

"What are you doing?" Peanut didn't understand but respected.