Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Of course, it is also possible that he was afraid of breaking his foot.

But none of this matters.

The important thing is that Steve himself was prepared to stay suspended in the air for twelve hours out of twenty-four, but the little wizards didn't do that, which really moved him to tears.

Not only that, he also followed Neville seriously to experience what a day in the life of a young wizard at Hogwarts was like.

Of course, this would be a perfect day if Neville didn't have to take Steve with him to the toilet.

On the other side... Professor Kaysen woke up at noon after sleeping for nearly ten hours. When he came to the auditorium for lunch, he noticed Steve's head on the Gryffindor table with his sharp eyes. At this moment, he was being fed by a group of people.

I felt a little envious when I saw Kaisen, but of course, not now.

Because Dumbledore soon dragged him to the office, Kaisen guessed that it was very likely that Snape had told Dumbledore some strange information again, which led to some strange tasks falling on him.

"So? What's the matter? And if it was something, couldn't you wait until we finished eating?" Kaisen sat in front of Dumbledore speechlessly.

"We can also have lunch here." Dumbledore just snapped his fingers lightly, and lunch for two appeared on the desk.

"Oh... okay, I'll forgive you." Kaisen picked up the cutlery and started eating naturally. "Now you can tell me what other unpleasant tasks you need me to do, if I can do it."

"It's not a difficult thing, just eat first and then listen while you eat."

Dumbledore did not eat his own portion, but pushed it to Kaisen. The latter nodded with satisfaction and started to eat the second portion after finishing the first one.

Dumbledore also spoke slowly: "What kind of person do you think Voldemort is?"

"A narrow-minded and mindless purist." Kaisen answered without thinking.

"Well, that's quite right, but not entirely. For example, you and I both know Voldemort. Forget it, I still prefer to call him Tom. Tom himself is not a pure-blood, he is a half-blood."

"But he still despises Muggles and Muggle wizards. At first glance, he does look like a purist, doesn't he..." Dumbledore paused here.

Kaisen, who was eating, was a little helpless: "Didn't you say I could just eat without talking? Okay, okay, I guess you're going to say, that's not the case."

Dumbledore nodded. "That's not true. Tom has killed quite a few half-blood wizards and pure-blood wizards. I saw through him very early on. He doesn't belong to any particular side."

"He doesn't belong to Muggles, Muggle wizards, half-blood wizards, or pure-blood wizards. From the very beginning, he never considered himself equal to anyone else. So, I think he probably thinks of himself as a god."

"And the reason why he has become the symbol of pure-blood wizards today is simply because pure-blood wizards are powerful enough in the magical world. Pure-blood wizards and even the pure-blood brand have always been just a pawn of his. If Muggle wizards are powerful, he is the representative of Muggle wizards. If half-blood wizards are powerful, he is the representative of half-blood wizards." Dumbledore said a lot.

"Dumbledore, why don't you get straight to the point?" Kaisen urged, pursing his lips.

"What I'm saying is that you can't think too narrowly of Tom, thinking that he would only accept pure-blooded and half-blooded Dark wizards. His mind...at least in this aspect? It's still quite active."

Chapter 386 Giant Tribe

"In this regard, he will unite all forces that can be united. After all, he considers himself a chess player and will not stop using a chess piece just because it is not good-looking."

"Oh, you mean that Voldemort might recruit more Death Eaters, perhaps half-bloods, or perhaps Muggle wizards, and ask me to pay more attention to this aspect?" asked Kaisen.

"No, what I mean is that Voldemort might focus his new pawns on those non-human groups that are powerful and easier to control." Dumbledore said darkly.

"I don't quite understand... My activities in the wizarding world have always been confined to Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic. I don't know much about other groups." Kaisen shook his head.

"You actually know a lot about one of these groups, the werewolves." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"But haven't I weakened the werewolf virus to a level as minor as a cold?" Kaisen still didn't quite understand.

"It's another aspect. Back then, you acted like a savior and pulled werewolves back from marginalization to the realm of normal society. So, you haven't had time to see the power of werewolves. In fact, werewolves have always been a dangerous and scattered group in the wizarding world. However, if there is someone who can lead them, they can truly become a very dangerous force."

"How about we get straight to the point?" Kaisen said with a frown.

"If the werewolves had not been exterminated by you, but maintained a considerable number in England, do you think they would become Tom's pawns if Tom promised to give them a very high status?" Dumbledore asked.

"Werewolves are not fools. No serious person would take the promise made by a man like Voldemort seriously." Kaisen shrugged.

"People always need a goal. Do you think werewolves will be a very considerable force by then?" Dumbledore continued to ask.

"Hmm...I don't deny it." Kaisen nodded. "But werewolves have been exterminated now."

"But there are other fringe groups in the wizarding world. What would happen if they became Voldemort's minions?" Dumbledore said quietly.

"The horror of werewolves lies in the spread of wolfsbane, and other fringe groups of dark wizards... are nothing more than Death Eaters with a larger number. I don't think they are anything to be afraid of." Kaisen shook his head.

"Well, I still shouldn't treat you as a traditional wizard." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"So why don't you just talk nicely? Why do you have to be a damn riddler here? Just tell me what you need me to do." Kaisen said speechlessly.

"I need you to find the giants hiding in the Ural Mountains and kill them all." Dumbledore said bluntly.

"Oh...ah?" Kaisen looked at Dumbledore in confusion. "How can you say such cold words with a mouth that's 37 degrees Celsius?"

"That's the downside of not letting me finish my words." Dumbledore shook his head. "Hagrid is a half-giant. His resistance to magic is already very strong. At least it would be very difficult for Professor McGonagall to subdue Hagrid with less than three Stunning Spells."

"And the magic resistance of those pure-blooded giants is even more incredible. Let me give you an analogy. Ordinary stunning spells and cutting spells can be compared to bullets. Using them to attack ordinary wizards can easily subdue them."

"But you can compare half-blood giants to tanks. Except for the extremely powerful Killing Curse or Fiery Blaze, other spells are just tickles to them." Dumbledore explained slowly.

"I disagree, because your baseless imagination has led to this kind of genocide. Besides, if Voldemort can control the giants, you and Grindelwald should also have a way. You keep saying that the giants are extremely powerful, but you don't fight for them. You are afraid that the giants will be won over by Voldemort, so you let me kill the giants in advance..."

"Dumbledore, tell me the truth, have you also been secretly making Horcruxes?" Kaisen asked in a low voice with a frown.

"You've seen what Hagrid's brother Grawp looks like. Hogwarts is a school after all. You tell me how to accommodate them." Dumbledore said helplessly after a while.

Kaisen slowly raised his head and looked at the ceiling. He was thinking about whether to use obsidian or netherite blocks to build a powerful prison for the giants...

Uh...something feels wrong. The death penalty has been replaced with imprisonment....

"How are you thinking about it?" asked Dumbledore.

"I'm thinking of finding a place for the giants to live. The Himalayas? Isn't that where they always see Bigfoot and the like? Well, maybe Africa? The wizards there are quite powerful. If we send the giants there, we don't have to worry about Voldemort killing them directly."

"And how do you want me to do this? No matter how you look at it, Grindelwald is better at this kind of thing." Kaisen suddenly remembered that there was such a beauty as Grindelwald.

"Because he misjudged the situation of the Dursleys, it caused him a little bit of a setback. For example, he didn't find Voldemort and kill him in time last night, so now he feels a little guilty and is practicing in seclusion. He said he wanted to develop a way to fly at high speed or ignore the prohibition of Apparition to travel." Dumbledore explained.

"Him? Was he hit by the Muggle situation? Was he attacked by something? No... Did you two exchange souls? In fact, you are now Gellert Grindelwald. You used Dumbledore's body to tell me to find the giant tribe to carry out a massacre, while Dumbledore used your original body to find the Dursleys secretly repenting?" Kaisen said very quickly.

"You have always had a rich imagination...but please consider the Giant Tribe carefully. If you are curious about Grindelwald, please wait until the matter of the Giant Tribe is settled. It would be a good choice to go and see him." Dumbledore said helplessly.

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Kaisen walked out of the principal's office.

What Dumbledore said about directly deregistering the entire giant tribe according to their household registration books is absolutely impossible.

Dumbledore is the White Lord himself but not the giant....

He had to admit that Hagrid's magic resistance was indeed abstract enough, and Hagrid was only a half-blood giant. So a large number of pure-blood giants, according to the giants' magic resistance...

At that time, it is really possible that the weak infantry will encounter a torrent of steel and will be unable to defeat it despite their best efforts.

And there's no place in Hogwarts where a giant can stay in peace...

"Well, if there's no place to go, let's find one." He teleported away from Hogwarts helplessly. If he was asked to follow Dumbledore's idea and go on a killing spree because of that fantasy, he would never do it.

But he did not have enough power to protect the entire giant tribe, so he had to use a stupid method.

Find one for the giants, or create one where Voldemort and other outsiders can't find them.

"Trouble." Kaisen appeared above the Ural Mountains, and his monocle quickly discovered the tribe with thin magic deep in the mountains.

Kaisen pulled out an invisibility potion from his pocket, drank it, and slowly descended.

The entire giant tribe is not large, and it seems that there are only about thirty giants in total.

It doesn't seem too troublesome. If a tribe has hundreds or thousands of giants, then I would be making a tough job for myself.

Kaisen landed on the ground, found a random rock to sit on, and kept stroking his chin. At first, he thought that if he could rub a space with his hands, such as rubbing a lush cave somewhere in this mountain range, he could directly make the giants move...

Then about ten seconds after the plan came up, he hit him on the forehead with a bidou.

Then why not change the way Voldemort obtains the giant from picking it up to opening a box?

It's useless except for adding to Voldemort's gaming experience.

Now, after leaving the principal's office and breathing some fresh air, he suddenly had an idea.

In a sense, perhaps I can create another dimension, but this dimension is certainly not hell or the end of the world...

Oh, of course, it's not wrong to say it's the End of the World, because the latitude he studied is really inextricably linked to the End of the World, such as... the ender chest.

It's nothing more than using the omnipotent power of MC to make the ender box bigger. As for how to do it specifically, don't worry about it.

Soon, he placed an ender box that was slightly wider than a giant, so that the giants could be stuffed into the ender box normally.

He also used the power of thought to deliberately distinguish this ender box from his own ender box, so there is only one ender box made for the giant, and there are no other connected ender boxes.

Just then he felt a strange gaze. He looked in the direction of that gaze and saw a fat man wearing mountaineering clothes, looking at him strangely.

Fortunately, there was only a huge box in front of him, and the giant tribe was at least two hills away from him. This man was just looking at him with curiosity, and he should not associate him with any magic.

After figuring it all out, he slowly pushed open the huge lid of the ender box and jumped directly in. The man who was watching Kaisen not far away told him rationally that what was happening at this moment had nothing to do with him, and that the huge box might just be a curious and interesting shelter.

But his mind kept urging him to hurry up, hurry up! Go to that damn ender box quickly!

In the end, the man's reason was no match for his heart, and he slowly walked towards the huge ender box.

On the other side, the moment Kaisen jumped into the ender box, he felt a strange sensation, as if he had fallen into the void, but fortunately he could fly, and soon he was standing steadily in the void.

But before he could figure out how to start creating, he heard a scream from above.

Kaisen slowly raised his head and found that it was the strange man he had seen outside the ender box before, who was now falling freely.

He waved his hands helplessly, and a giant hand made of sponge blocks took him down.

"Man, your behavior is very rude." Kaisen walked towards the man helplessly.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just too... too curious. Um... my name is Marcus Persson, thank you for saving me... and where the hell is this place?" Marcus laughed innocently and stretched out his hand.

Kaisen raised his eyebrows. He had a good impression of the man in front of him who remained calm despite being so frightened. Although he didn't know where this good impression came from, he still shook the hand that Marcus extended.

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Kaisen looked at the light screen that suddenly came back to life in front of him. His expression remained calm on the surface, but in fact, his pupils were almost shattered.

yes...........

The founder of the game Minecraft seems to be really called...Marcus Alexi Persson...

"So...what's your full name?" Kaisen took a deep breath and asked.