Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Kaisen touched his chin as he looked at the neatly dressed Sgrahorn, who was not as flamboyant as he was in his first year.

Then he saw the huge suitcase again: "Do you need me to help you carry your luggage?"

Sgraughorn shook his head. "No, no, no, of course not. I'm not that old yet."

Kaisen nodded, and then was about to use Ender Teleport to take Sgrahorn directly back to Hogwarts.

The latter felt the magical force field that was about to envelop him and quickly distanced himself from Kaisen.

The latter scratched his head awkwardly, thinking he had accidentally scared Sglahorn, and quickly explained, "This is space magic, similar to Apparition. Don't worry."

Sgraughorn nodded. "I know, but why don't we take the Hogwarts Express this time?"

Kaisen rolled his eyes: "My original plan was to send you back to Hogwarts and then I would go to the Hogwarts Express to protect the young wizard, but you value your life so much, what if you get into danger?"

Sgrahorn smiled, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, put the suitcase in the trunk, and sat in the back seat with Kaisen. Then he told the driver the location and cast a confusion spell on him.

"Please allow me to take the time to explain. First, I don't know if Albus has told you that the You-Know-Who was once my student, so I know him. His enemies are not young wizards, at least not young wizards who have not yet graduated. Of course, Harry Potter is an exception. According to what Albus said, it involves a prophecy or something, but I don't know much about it either."

Kaisen shrugged after listening to one of Sgraughorn's explanations. He was a little unconvinced. There was really no need for Voldemort to make things difficult for a young wizard who had not yet graduated. However, Voldemort, who knew how many pieces he had cut his soul into...what if he went crazy one day? So he still had to be on guard.

Sgraughorn also saw Kaisen's obvious disbelief and began to talk about the second reason.

"The second reason is that Severus has been a Slytherin for quite some time, and he's been the Potions Professor for even longer. If I rashly replace him as the Potions Professor, I'll encounter a lot of resistance."

The corner of Kaisen's mouth twitched: "Don't you know Severus' teaching method? I guarantee you will be very popular."

"But it's just in case, right? And I also want to get to know my students," Sgraughorn explained.

"How do you know? Oh, I think I guessed it. You should pick out those talented ones in the carriage, such as some academic masters, who hold the basic power in Hogwarts. For example, prefects, or young wizards with very good families, such as those pure-blood heirs? As for the others, you can treat them casually, you don't even need to know their names." Kaisen finally couldn't help but said sarcastically.

Chapter 414 I Want a Painter

"But by controlling these little wizards and making them obey me and identify with me, I can indeed control the entire age group and all the little wizards who take my courses. Even if some little wizards don't like my classes, they don't have the ability to stir up trouble without the help of these talented and resourceful people." said Sgrahorn.

Kaisen sighed helplessly, "You went to Hogwarts to teach, not to the Ministry of Magic to fight political enemies. Besides, the power of the people is infinite. If they really want to do something fancy to you, they can do it themselves."

Sgraughorn raised a finger and shook it. "That's a fallacy. He's a talented person who can really give us a chance to succeed. We need to win him over, not give him the chance to become our enemy."

Kaisen curled his lips helplessly. He had no interest in continuing to debate with Sgrahorn. He rolled down the car window and started to let in the fresh air.

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As the two got off the train and entered the station again and again, they soon stepped on the pedal to the Hogwarts Express.

Instead of finding a random carriage like the others, Sgrahorn took Kaisen straight to the dining car.

"The dining car is where people eat. Why are you going there so early in the morning?" Kaisen said confused.

"Of course it's because this place is spacious and bright, much more comfortable than the depressing train compartment. Don't tell me you've never been here before." Sgrahorn said speechlessly.

"Just come here to eat." Kaisen said as he found a seat and sat down. He watched Sgrahorn stuff his luggage under the seat, and then saw other little wizards passing by.

Although they all looked at him with respect and friendliness, for some reason, Kaisen could always see a hint of contempt in their eyes, as if he was a bad person who wasted public resources, which made him feel very uncomfortable sitting in his seat.

"Okay, Kaisen, can you tell me which students you think have a future? Forget it, any student has a future in your eyes. Let me ask it another way. Those little wizards can consistently achieve O and E grades. Those little wizards come from prominent families and are famous. Who are the male and female class leaders and the male and female presidents of the student union of the four colleges now?" asked Sgrahorn.

"You have quite a big appetite." Kaisen rolled his eyes, but this was Sgrahorn's teaching method after all. He could question it, but he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

This is their teaching strategy, managing most of the students through these so-called good students. Kaisen naturally looked down on this method, but he couldn't say anything. After all, he couldn't teach potions instead of Sgrahorn.

And more importantly, for those young wizards, joining the Slug Club of Sgrahorn is indeed a very good way to expand their network.

"Let me write it down for you." Kaisen rolled his eyes. "Good grades, great reputation, good family... Male and female class leaders? Huh? I don't think I've ever paid attention to this."

Sgraughorn nodded. "I can call the prefects' carriage directly for them."

After saying this, he stood up and walked towards the prefect's carriage.

Soon Kaisen finished writing the list. Sgrahorn had not returned yet, so he took out a small silver wine flask from his arms and took a sip occasionally.

After a while, Sgraughorn came over with a large group of people, including Neville and Hermione, Harry who became the Quidditch captain, and Ron who got in through connections.

In short, it felt like the director of the academic department, accompanied by a large group of lackeys, was shouting at the student union to assemble.

Sgraughorn picked up the list on the table and compared it with the names he had brought with him. "Well, a full half of the list written by your Professor Kaysen corresponds to you. This shows that Hogwarts's ability to select talents is still first-class."

After receiving Sgraughon's flawless praise, everyone's expressions brightened a little. Then Sgraughon tore the list into pieces and asked them to find people one by one and then invite them here.

Kaisen sat in the innermost seat and drank quietly, then watched Sgrahorn busying around in the dining car. He first used space magic to make the table able to accommodate more people without taking up space on the dining car, then he brought a lot of snacks and tea, and finally sat happily in his seat waiting for the little wizards to come.

Soon, as the first team returned with their people, the entire dining car became lively.

Kaisen felt a strange sense of shame as he looked at the familiar faces one after another, as if he had betrayed these little wizards. However, in fact, this was not the case. It was very good for the future development of these little wizards to be able to join the Slug Club.

Overall a win-win.

While drinking, Kaisen watched Sgraughorn talking across from him, and instantly and quietly brought him closer to everyone present. Even Harry, who had a deep understanding of Slytherin, couldn't help but smile more.

Kaisen also understood the situation a little more clearly. Among the young wizards found by Sgrahorn, he was most concerned about those who were good at studying and had good family backgrounds, because these young wizards could really bring him tangible benefits when they grew up.

The male and female prefects were unconsciously classified by Sgrahorn. After all, not all young wizards like the position of prefect. There are also young wizards who have the ability to be prefects but don't want to, so the position of prefect falls on the less outstanding young wizards.

Towards these little wizards, Sglahorn was just being polite in ordinary ways. He didn't want anything from these little wizards. He just wanted them to help him manage other little wizards, so, uh, uh.

These little wizards were extremely embarrassed sitting at this table. After all, compared to them, Sgrahorn was busy interacting with the little wizards who were more important in his eyes, so they looked stupid.

Fortunately, Kaisen was here to chat with them and ease the awkwardness.

I'm looking for an artist who has the time to draw for me. Is there such a thing as this? I've been feeling a bit weird lately, and I just can't draw well...

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Chapter 415: The bright future is invisible, and the road is winding and endless

Among them, the dumber ones...like Ron.

Because he had generously given up the position of prefect when the prefect was selected, Ron's position at this moment seemed rather awkward.

Firstly, he was not a prefect, secondly, his grades were not that good, and thirdly, his family was poor. Although the Ministry of Magic had changed and Voldemort had been resurrected, Dumbledore's status had risen, and the status of the members of the Order of the Phoenix had also improved.

This naturally includes the Weasley family.

But there was an embarrassing problem. Mr. Weasley's position was not very high, and... when Mr. Weasley was in school, she often ignored him, which led to a lukewarm relationship.

Having said so much, to be frank...

The Weasleys had nothing to gain.

This was very obvious in Ron. He watched as Sgraughorn chatted enthusiastically with everyone except himself. Well, except himself, except himself.

"Professor, I don't like him very much." Ron said in a low voice, having unknowingly changed his seat to that next to Kaisen.

But how small could the sound be? It was just a small dining table, and Sgrahorn happened to be sitting opposite Kaisen, so he must have heard it.

But he ignored Ron's whisper and didn't even change his expression.

"Well, I don't like this aspect of his either. For example, since he chooses to get closer to you, he should respect you instead of summoning you here and then ignoring you." Kaisen also said in a low voice.

"Professor, why did he come to me? Am I on your list?" Ron continued.

"Obviously, in my eyes you will have a bright future, so I wrote you down." Kaisen said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Oh, bad luck," Ron said with a grimace.

"Indeed, it's bad luck... Why didn't Dumbledore let Grindelwald do this hard job?" Kaisen also had a bitter face.

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The two of them sat awkwardly in this carriage for the entire day, until it was dark, and the Hogwarts Express slowly stopped at Hogsmeade Station.

Kaisen stood up and stretched hard, then slowly got off the train with the crowd.

After arriving at the platform, Kaisen was about to walk towards Hogwarts when he heard Sgrahorn's voice behind him, asking him to wait a moment.

He turned around and found Sgrahorn running towards him, panting.

"There's an Auror every three steps and a guard every five steps here. Are you still afraid?" Kaisen said in surprise.

"We're already at Hogwarts, so of course I don't need to be afraid. But I'm old and it would be too harmful for me to ride in a Thestral carriage," said Sgraughorn helplessly.

"So? Forget it, I'll take you to Ender Teleport." Kaisen sighed, and the Ender Field wrapped around Sgrahorn. The next moment, the two of them were standing in the Hogwarts Great Hall.

"Kaysen, you're back, Horace, long time no see." Professor McGonagall, who was directing the layout of the auditorium, looked back after hearing the sound of Kaisen's end teleportation, and then saw Sgrahorn who teleported back and greeted him.

"Long time no see, Minerva. How can I help you?" Sgraughorn said.

"Of course. Please submit a lesson plan and the admission requirements for the advanced class to me as soon as possible. Students will start registering for the advanced class tomorrow morning. This matter is very urgent." Professor McGonagall said.

"Oh, that one will be the same as the one I had before, no need to change it," said Sgrahorn.

"That's good. I have to say that your requirements for advanced classes are much more relaxed than Severus's. This way, more young wizards will be able to choose the careers they like."

As Sgraughorn listened to what Professor McGonagall said, he raised an eyebrow at Kaisen calmly, his expression as if to say, "See? I still have some good points."

"I thank you on behalf of those young wizards who have lofty ambitions but are not good enough. Also, I am not being sarcastic." Kaisen gave Sgrahorn a thumbs up.

"Thank you very much for your approval." Sgrahorn also responded with a smile.

"Hmm." Kaisen couldn't help but burp and walked towards the professor's seat.

Soon, the young wizards from the senior grades also arrived at the auditorium in advance on their Thestrals and sat down, along with the professors.

This year's professorial table has grown a section because there is a new position, the security guard where Grindelwald works. Of course, the name security guard is too common, so Dumbledore changed it to a name that sounds more magical.

Chief of the Curse Guard.

It sounds very cool, and I don't know how Dumbledore came up with it.

The young wizards in the student seats below were curious about this old wizard who had been rehired after retirement. They hoped that this new professor would be gentler than Snape, but at the same time they were afraid of becoming the Snape of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Although the previous Professor Grindelwald's title sounded extremely scary, at least he was still gentle and soft-spoken when he was actually teaching, without any of the popular trash talk.

But when Snape came to class...

The young wizards could easily guess what kind of trash Snape would say in class.

For example...

"Hmph, look who this is? Our great 'magical genius', a little fool who can't even make a feather fall into a crucible with a Levitation Charm. With your precise magical control, you really should apply for the Order of Merlin - after all, who else but you can turn a blazing spell into a squib? Perhaps you should be thankful that your wand didn't rebel on the spot. After all, it has suffered more following you than being locked up in a Gringotts vault."

"Instead of wasting the school's wands and potion materials, I think you should become a prophet instead. After all, the accuracy of your predictions might even be higher than the success rate of your spells. What? Are you blushing red, preparing to rebut? Save yourself the trouble. Instead of thinking up a rebuttal, you could spend the time copying over the Standard Book of Spells a few more times. Maybe it could even improve your magic from 'laughable' to 'passable'. Seriously, even the trolls I've taught have a better learning aptitude than you."

Ah...Defense Against the Dark Arts...I can't see the bright future, and I can't finish the winding road...