Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"Because strictly speaking, it was me who controlled him to pick up the Floo powder, so it was also me who spoke on his behalf," Dumbledore explained.

"But you didn't say anything just now."

"My voice is just a little quiet." Dumbledore left the room after saying this, intending to return to his own room. After all, it was understandable that an old man was a little tired after undergoing a complete set of 206 bone replacement surgery.

It would be really weird if he wasn't tired. At that time, Voldemort should not have made the Horcrux. Instead, he should have worn his Hogwarts school uniform, knelt before Dumbledore and asked him how he became so powerful.

Kaisen slowly retracted his mechanical arm and followed Dumbledore out.

However, the former was going out to rest, while the latter was planning to go downstairs to see if there was anyone who could play a few games of Dungeons & Dragons with him.

On his way downstairs he ran into Harry who looked a little nervous.

"What's with that expression on your face?" Kaisen asked curiously.

Harry saw that it was Kaisen and immediately put on an embarrassed face: "Because I'm going to learn Occlumency. To be honest, learning that spell is... quite... quite shocking."

"Shocked?" Kaisen slowly looked up at the ceiling, then down at Harry: "Logically speaking, Grindelwald shouldn't have any ill will towards you. What's with that expression on your face? Did he punish you or insult you?"

Harry shook his head: "There is no professor, I'm just learning that spell, which is a bit... embarrassing. Grindelwald used Legilimency to train my brain in Occlumency. When he uses Legilimency, all the memories in your brain will be seen by him. Every time I fail to resist, he will laugh at me for a while." Harry said speechlessly.

So sleepy, so tired, and it’s already 8am, md, please give me a gift

Chapter 365 Back to School

"I didn't realize he had such a childish side." Kaisen raised his eyebrows, then looked at Harry. He saw a little helplessness mixed with shame on his face, and he didn't look like he was being bullied by the teacher. He shrugged and let Harry go up.

Arriving on the first floor, he naturally walked towards a small bar where Sirius, Lupin, and Hagrid were. Their table was filled with all kinds of fine wines that had been dug out from the gutters somewhere in the entire Black mansion.

Kaisen pulled a chair and sat over like a fish into the sea. If it were any other situation, he would only be considered to like her generally, but in this situation... to be honest... he really liked her.

"Kai's drinking capacity, the direction of the sea, I'll give you a hard time!" Kaisen decisively used a large glass of water of life and a small glass of whiskey to give them a deep-water bomb.

After drinking it all, he couldn't help but blow air out continuously.

"Huh...Huh...It feels so good. I've never drunk good wine like this before!" Kaisen said with a flushed face while blowing air continuously.

"You're being a bit too cruel... I'm afraid you'll drink yourself into St. Mungo's before Voldemort even attacks." Lupin, the only rational person present, said with some concern.

"It's okay, it's okay... Remember to call me next time you drink. It's not allowed for you to leave me alone to drink secretly." Kaisen said as he continued to pour himself.

"I'll go get some snacks. What do you need...fish and chips? Um...and a pork pie would be nice." Sirius walked towards the kitchen.

"He can cook?" Kaisen asked in confusion.

"Perhaps it was because after Kreacher was sent to Hogwarts by him, Sirius himself honed his cooking skills," explained.

"But why hasn't he thought about hiring another house-elf? Although Sirius is the only one left in the Black family now, if you want a house-elf, there will definitely be no shortage of them. You can buy one from any chamber of commerce." Kaisen said with some confusion.

"He doesn't like the kind of life where someone is watching him all the time," Lupin explained.

At this time, Sirius came over with two plates of snacks: "Try my cooking!"

Kaisen picked up a French fry at random. It tasted exactly like the one he had in a shop in Diagon Alley before, but when he thought of it, he still...

"Your cooking skills are really good, Sirius! After Voldemort is completely killed, you'll be able to find a job as a chef in a restaurant!"

Kyson, Lupin, and Hagrid all praised Sirius, which made Sirius feel so flattered that he wanted to order some takeout.

"Voldemort is wreaking havoc right now, and I'm just bored at home, so I decided to find some healthy hobbies to cultivate my sentiments." Sirius was a wonderful guy, and when he said this, he just lied and farted, trying to climb up the ladder.

He wasn't afraid at all of letting his tongue slip and accidentally saying something irrelevant that would draw Merlin's wrath and shock him with a thunderbolt.

A beautiful and harmonious drinking party ended with Sirius feeling elated, and the Christmas holiday also ended with it.

The new Minister of Magic is much more anthropomorphic than Fudge. Except for the Aurors who stayed at the Ministry of Magic and guarded several important wizard gathering points, the rest of the Ministry of Magic were here to escort the Hogwarts Express.

This naturally included Kaisen, although he was very dissatisfied with the hard seats in the train carriage, and the Hogwarts Express was obviously inconsistent with its name. It took almost a whole day to get from London to Hogsmeade village. I don't know which genius came up with the name of the express.

Impressed!

The train clattered along the tracks all day, and finally Kaysen took every step on tiptoe, thinking that this might provide a little relief to his stiff and aching butt.

Just a little bit is fine.

He just kept wandering around outside, and only followed the last little wizard into the Hogwarts Great Hall after they had entered.

All the professors and young wizards were already sitting in their seats, except for him.

Seeing this, he quickly returned to his seat. Dumbledore slowly stood up and said only two words: "Eat!"

The little wizards all like such a principal, and similarly, Kaisen also likes such a principal.

Who wouldn't like a principal who doesn't hold meetings after school or give long speeches before meals?

.....................................

the next day.................

Kaisen woke up from his hangover and walked downstairs while rubbing his head.

The corner of the office was piled high with various gifts, which made Kaisen feel happy.

There are yellow, red, blue and green ones. Although there are a little less than in previous years, the number is still considerable.

"It seems that my popularity in Slytherin is not too bad." Kaisen picked up a gift from Slytherin and opened it. It was an exquisite brooch with a silver-green light flashing in it. Finally, it splashed water all over Kaisen's face with a puff.

"...................I'm really impressed. Wasn't this really bought from the Weasley twins?" Kaisen wiped his face helplessly, then hung the brooch on his chest. He would study the magic circuit of the brooch later so that he could spit water in Dumbledore's face when he saw him in the future.

Soon, he opened all the gifts, but to be honest, most of them were... quite ordinary.

It was the first water-splashing brooch that surprised him the most.

Then he began to collect the wrapping papers that were unique to each college and put them into a high-temperature steam press to flatten all the wrinkles, so that they would not have to buy wrapping paper again next Christmas.

After all, money is something that should be saved and spent. If the greeting card on the gift was not sometimes directly threaded onto the gift tie, he would have wanted to use that greeting card as the Christmas card for next year.

Of course, this is not because I don’t want to spend money to buy it, it’s simply because I’m too lazy to write it.

After all, even if there are forty students in a grade, and even if we remove grades one and two from the seven grades, there are still nearly two hundred people, plus faculty and staff, and other friends... Oh my God.

Chapter 366: Class.

After finishing everything, he staggered out of the office.

Today's first period of the morning eight belongs to Alchemy, this is a victory for Alchemy!

Today's class is the advanced class...um...the class that Cedric and the Weasley twins are in now.

The seventh-year wizards are about to leave the safe ivory tower of Hogwarts, and it is time for Kaisen to teach them something that is missing in the current magical world.

For example, if Voldemort is still alive at the end of this year, how should these young wizards who have graduated and left the dual protection of Hogwarts and their student status live safely in England?

This is the question......

Although Voldemort and his Death Eaters are crazy, in essence, it can still be said that...

Well, although in essence he and his Death Eaters belonged to an armed terrorist group, but on the surface, when they were not killing and burning, they could still be said to be a political group.

It's just that the methods used by this group are a bit against the will of heaven.

But a political group can recognize what the real future is, what is the real future of the magical world, little wizards are the future, education is the future.

As a natural centrist, a pure non-partisan, as long as you don't openly join Dumbledore, the young wizard will stand on a high place and shout in broad daylight: "Everyone look at me, I have an announcement, Voldemort and the Death Eaters are big spenders! Voldemort, I will kill you! You are a half-blood, what right do you have to show off here!"

Or if a young Muggle wizard has nothing better to do than to dance the Milk Dragon Dance in front of a madman like Bellatrix Strange, generally no Death Eaters will bother him.

This is also the reason why the young wizards at Hogwarts continued to go to school after Voldemort was clearly resurrected, because after Voldemort came to power, he simply changed the Ministry of Magic and the teaching methods.

If you let Bobo go on stage, even if he Apparated and left his third leg in place, the little wizards at Hogwarts would still run faster than Barry Allen.

Voldemort is much stronger in this respect. He respects education and even fears education. So a young wizard who is studying at Hogwarts...if he is unlucky enough to meet Voldemort.

In a sense, he could even survive... For example, if the young wizard was a pure-blood or half-blood, and waved and greeted Voldemort politely, saying hello to the Dark Lord, Voldemort, with his pretentious personality, might even pat the young wizard on the shoulder and say, "I'm rooting for you."

But if this little wizard graduated and became an adult wizard, he would become a cold symbol in Voldemort's eyes.

For example...trash...mediocrities...talented...

Each entry, if its own attributes are not strong enough, can easily be turned into a consumable that emits fear by Voldemort.

Mediocre people are still lucky, perhaps Voldemort doesn't even bother to look at it.

Talented people are not qualified. As the saying goes, people who are powerful enough are not qualified to be centrists.

If Voldemort saw a centrist who did not join him, he would try to make him join him.

What? You're not joining? What do you want to do? Do you want to join Dumbledore? Go to hell!

A talented young wizard who just graduated: "End."

So in order to avoid this problem, of course the main thing is to promote the trash to mediocrity...

Let the talented ones wait until the day they have the misfortune to face Voldemort, so that they can have even a little bit of self-protection ability.

After all, Hogwarts' happy education... emmm

You know everything.

"Alright, kids. Today I'm going to teach you a method that will quickly improve your combat effectiveness. I've published a paper on occult topics before. You can find workbenches, math workbenches, magic lenses, and even how to craft a staff there."

"I hope that all of you little wizards in my advanced class can pay attention to my papers, but it doesn't matter if you don't, I brought them here. Cedric, distribute these essay highlights that I have compiled to each of you." Kaisen took out a pile of papers he had bound himself and handed them to Cedric, asking him to distribute them.

"As for this mysterious subject, honestly, your level of proficiency is obvious to all. So, you should just focus on the crucible when it comes to mystical alchemy. I really don't expect you to master other methods."

After Kaisen finished speaking, the Weasley twins looked at each other, not knowing whether they were a little excited or secretly happy.

Professor Kaisen said that the young wizards below could not learn the mysterious alchemy, but his two brothers had learned the true skills from Professor Kaisen and were about to become awesome magic infusion masters.

So cool! ! !

Meanwhile, Cedric was a bit distracted. He still wanted to study the smelting furnace in the Artisan Soul more. After all, ordinary metals, such as the mechanical arm made of steel... were really just that, good enough to beat weaklings, but when he really encountered those tough guys...

Even after losing his mechanical arm, Professor Kaysen was still able to use advanced magic and strange alchemy to fight Voldemort directly, while he was just an ordinary little wizard in Hogwarts and did not have that kind of powerful power.

Naturally, we have to study other methods.

Just as he was thinking about these random things, a piece of chalk flew straight towards his forehead at an explosive speed.

boom!

Cedric was nearly thrown to the ground by this huge force, and then he saw Kaisen looking at him with a smile: "What are you doing? Not paying attention to the class?"