Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Look at Harry, the one who is confused.

Looking at Neville, a fool who was not much stronger than a Squib, although he had accidentally lost a move before, it was just because he was careless and did not dodge.

Look at Ron, poor guy.

Looking at Hermione...uh...too lazy to look.

Looking at Professor Kaisen...

Draco looked at Kaisen, especially his tear-stained wizard robe, and a trace of pity appeared in his eyes.

Poor Professor Kaysen.

Chapter 46 My House is Pretty Big

"Poor Professor Kaisen." Draco looked at Kaisen with a strange, compassionate look that shouldn't appear on his face, which made the latter feel a strange feeling.

There had never been a time in his life when he wanted to learn the Cleansing Spell so much as he did now.

Under this strange gaze, he calmly took off his wizard robe, revealing the black shirt underneath.

"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" The others were not in a good mood towards Malfoy.

"Ahem..." Kaisen suddenly coughed, attracting everyone's attention: "Harry, strictly speaking, you shouldn't say this, because this is Hagrid's home."

Hagrid shrugged and said, "I have no objection. I welcome all the little wizards to visit me."

"You're a nice guy, big guy." Draco said politely in a rare moment.

All right. Harry and the other two pinched their noses and moved the sofa under them to make room for Draco. "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I came back from the Quidditch pitch and heard you guys talking about the dragon, so I came over to take a look. I didn't see the dragon, but I did see... uh... you were crying pretty ugly, big guy."

Hagrid wiped the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes with some embarrassment: "You can call me Hagrid."

"Okay Hagrid."

"Well, that's it. I was initially attracted by the fire dragon, but when I came in, I didn't...?"

There was a long silence, and then he said in a slightly off-key voice, "Is this a dragon egg?"

"Yes, and it should be hatching soon." Hagrid sat on the sofa and looked at the dragon egg in the fireplace with satisfaction.

"What are you planning?" Neville's tone was equally stiff.

"Don't I like it?"

As soon as Draco finished speaking, the dragon egg in the fireplace trembled. Hagrid looked at the dragon egg and looked at Kaisen helplessly: "Should I put out the fire? Will it hurt this little guy?"

And Kaisen...Kaisen knows nothing about dragons.

Finally, Draco spoke: "We can put out the fire now..."

Everyone looked at him, and Draco rolled his eyes. "Why are you all looking at me? This dragon egg looks like a Norwegian Ridgeback. It's best not to have fire when a Norwegian Ridgeback hatches... Of course, fire is okay, but it's best to put it out."

Hai Di nodded and pressed a button. The flames in the fireplace went out instantly, revealing two blocks of lava.

It was then that Draco noticed that the fireplace didn't even have any fuel. After all, among the seven people in the hut, Hagrid, Harry and Hermione had only a vague understanding of alchemy. Ron came from a poor family, and his only exposure to alchemy was from his twin brother and his father's half-baked alchemy.

I've never heard of anyone in Neville's family being good at alchemy, and they've gradually withdrawn from the core of the wizarding world in recent years...

Draco glanced at Kaisen. This alchemist, who had been trained as an apprentice since childhood, was arguably the most clueless about his own alchemy. For example, precious alchemical objects became fireplace switches, and the fruits of other alchemists' immersion were distributed to young wizards. In addition, he was constantly passively Versailles...

It can be said that among the seven people in this room, he is the only one who knows the value of the goods.

"Well... Professor Kaisen, do you still accept whole house customization?" he asked bravely.

After all, he had already prepared for the professor to speak at a temperature of thirty-six degrees Celsius and then speak at a temperature of minus 273.15 degrees Celsius, such as six-digit gold Galleons.

Kaisen's answer made the corners of his mouth twitch constantly.

"For now, I don't have any plans to make other custom designs, because before that, I want to renovate Hogwarts... It's a pity that Dumbledore won't let me use fried ones, so I can only design them bit by bit."

"Um...okay."

Click!

The sound of an eggshell breaking interrupted the conversation that was about to be started again in the room, and everyone's eyes turned to the egg standing on the obsidian table.

A crack had already appeared on it, and soon the crack grew larger and larger, and finally an ugly dragon head emerged from it.

Kaisen, Hagrid, and Draco's eyes were all attracted by the small, ugly dragon head.

Harry and the other three huddled together, whispering to each other.

"What should I do? I remember that Hogwarts seems to prohibit keeping dragons." Hermione whispered.

"...Should we alert Hagrid?" asked Neville.

"No, Malfoy is here. If he remembers this, he will definitely use it to threaten us!" Ron said decisively.

"Then what should we do? Do nothing? He'll remember it later!" Ron said.

"...Do you know about Obliviation?" Hermione said suddenly.

Neville understood, and his hand began to touch a piece of hard rock cake on the plate dishonestly, and he immediately planned to show off his physical Oblivion.

"Um...can't we just ask Professor Kaysen to help guarantee it? And Neville, can you put down that rock cake? This is not Obliviate, this is Avada Kedavra." Harry whispered.

"Is this okay?" Neville put down the rock cake.

"It should be possible. I think Professor Kaysen and Dumbledore have a good relationship..."

They were about to continue their plan when Draco interrupted them: "What are you guys whispering about?"

"nothing."

Draco curled his lips and looked at Hagrid again. "How are you going to put it? From what I hear, a Norwegian Ridgeback will tear this house apart in less than a month."

"Um... I'll ask Dumbledore to help me find a dragon farm and send him there."

"I see... My house is quite big. I'm talking about the dragon breeding farm..."

"I can contact Charlie, he works at the dragon breeding farm."

The two said in sync.

The air was filled with an invisible smell of gunpowder.

Hagrid also felt this strange atmosphere and was about to look at Kaisen, but the latter took the lead and looked at the watch on his wrist.

"Alright, little wizards, it's already curfew time. If you don't want to be caught by Filch, leave now. I'll take you there."

The two of them stopped staring at each other, snorted, and stood up.

After leaving Hagrid's Hut, Kaisen released three fluorites around himself and returned to the castle with the five little wizards. It was not until the six of them were almost at the door of the Slytherin common room that he heard a sudden commotion behind him.

Neville and Ron took out their wands, ready to give Draco a good beating and have points deducted, while Harry and Hermione were still standing there, confused and not knowing what was going on.

And Kaisen, he didn't know what happened either.

Neville noticed Kaisen's confusion and quickly explained: "Malfoy said Hermione is...is...a mudblood."

Chapter 47 Confinement

"............" Kaisen said nothing, just remained silent, and the air in the corridor became quiet.

Draco felt a strange pressure for some reason and swallowed hard.

"Um...what does mudblood mean?" Harry and Hermione looked at each other. Although they both knew that it was not a good word, they still couldn't understand the jargon unique to wizards.

"In short, it's very, very vicious language directed at Muggle-born wizards," Ron explained.

This explanation not only made it clear to Harry and Hermione, but also made sense to Kaisen. It sounded like a personal attack coupled with discrimination based on bloodline... well, he couldn't resolve it himself.

Because although he knew that this word was not a nice thing to say, he still didn't understand the seriousness of it. Should he be deducted points, put in solitary confinement, or be dragged out and humanely destroyed?

I can't grasp the degree of these things myself, so I can only ask for help from those old wizards.

Although Snape is not entirely too old compared to Professor McGonagall.

"I'm going to call Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape over now. Do you have any objections?"

Draco shrank his neck in fear when he heard Snape's name, but still said nothing and began to coldly bully everyone.

The four little wizards from Gryffindor stared at Draco with vicious eyes, but had no objections.

"You go to my office first, I'll go call Professor McGonagall and the others." After saying this, Kaisen disappeared from the spot, leaving only wisps of purple light.

"Isn't Apparation prohibited in Hogwarts?" Draco said in confusion when he saw Kaisen suddenly disappear.

"Hmph, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Neville said coldly.

Soon, the sleepy Professor McGonagall and Snape, who was brewing potions in the office, were called over from their respective offices by Kaisen, and the three of them walked into the alchemy office.

The five little wizards divided into two groups and stood on both sides of the coffee table.

"Now, could you tell me what happened?" asked Snape.

"Now that the deans of your colleges have arrived, tell us about the process."

Ron looked at Professor McGonagall first. "That night, we were coming back from Hagrid's hut with Professor Kaysen. Malfoy and Hermione were arguing on the way. Then Malfoy suddenly mentioned the word 'Mudblood' to Hermione!"

The moment Ron uttered the word "Mudblood", Kaisen felt that the office had become several degrees colder for some reason. He had no choice but to slowly move to the side of the fireplace and press down a skull on it. A raging fire instantly burned in the fireplace.

Before Professor McGonagall, whose face was livid, could start to attack, Snape looked at Draco with a gloomy look: "Draco... Malfoy... is that so?"

Draco swallowed and avoided looking into Snape's eyes.

Seeing Malfoy's expression, Snape understood and said immediately: "Because of Draco Malfoy, Slytherin will be deducted 20 points......"

"He'll need another detention to learn his lesson," Professor McGonagall added.

"I don't have time these days, do you?" Snape said.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly looked at Kaisen who was sitting on the sofa fiddling with a quill.

"...I'm fine, but how long will he be in confinement?"

"One week... plus labor after school." Snape said calmly.

"............Okay, let's start from tomorrow." Kaisen nodded.

Soon, after sending the last person out of the office, Kaisen did not lock the door and go back to bed, but visited the library late at night.