Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"I can."

Kaisen nodded: "Now there is a chance to save the little wizard's broken family, will you come?"

Lockhart shook his head.

"Don't you like fame? You also said that your stories are all fake. What's the point of fake fame gained by making up stories? This time, as long as your Oblivion Charm works, I guarantee that your contribution this time will allow you to escape Azkaban once!"

"What kind of activity, rescuing a young wizard, requires the use of a forgetfulness spell?"

"I'm not an expert in this area, but I can assure you that there's absolutely no danger this time. If there really is any danger, how about I help you deal with it?"

"I think the danger closest to me...you can't deal with it, and you won't be able to deal with it." Lockhart looked at Kaisen and said quietly.

"If you help me this time, I promise I won't bother you again."

"...I can't refuse."

"It's your freedom," Kaysen replied.

But Lockhart heard a different meaning in Kaisen's answer, such as that it was his freedom to refuse.

And it is Kaisen's freedom to give him a good beating here.

"...Let's go."

In the evening, Kaysen, Lockhart and Madam Longbottom returned to St. Mungo's.

"So... Professor Kaysen, if you have the enchanted book treatment, I will definitely let you try it yourself. If anything goes wrong, I will take responsibility for it. But him? This liar?" Malphite said to Lockhart with disdain.

"Um...excuse me for asking...when did you know I was Kaisenhis?"

"...Don't you know how famous you are now? Ever since your enchanted book treatment came out, those former werewolves have gone crazy, printing your pictures and praises of you in every corner of wizarding history."

"On average, 2.5 wizards who speak rudely to you are beaten up by a group every day. It's hard not to know each other in this situation." Malphite spread his hands and said.

"...This was definitely not my idea. I didn't even know about it."

"Well, I understand that, but you still want to use this liar?"

Kaisen shrugged. "Everyone has their own expertise. If it comes to the Oblivion Charm, perhaps even Dumbledore isn't as good as him."

"It can't get any worse," said old Mrs. Longbottom.

Malphite pondered for a moment and nodded. "Don't do anything unnecessary if you're not sure. I don't want to make the situation worse."

Lockhart nodded and walked into the ward.

Evening, Hogwarts Castle.

"Neville will have an unforgettable Christmas this year."

"Um...thank you, Professor Kaysen."

"Thank me for what?"

"...perhaps...it showed me another way." Lockhart replied.

Ask for gifts, friends.

Chapter 103 Strange Atmosphere

"Okay, get out of class is dismissed. Remember to hand in all your papers later... By the way, do you still want to... Never mind, we'll discuss the Wither issue later, perhaps when Dumbledore is no longer at Hogwarts."

"There's also good news. Your Professor Lockhart probably won't have time to teach you recently. He'll be stuck in his office working on his thesis for the next two weeks, so Snape will still be teaching you Defense Against the Dark Arts class for these two weeks."

"The school hasn't officially announced this matter yet. I just happened to know about it and told you all, so don't be late for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Kaisen said as he put away the books on the podium and went straight back to his office through the stairs hidden behind the blackboard.

After changing his clothes, he teleported out the door and walked towards the auditorium on the first floor.

It is said that the house elves in the kitchen roasted more than ten sheep today. I must go and take a look...

When they arrived at the auditorium, they saw several professors gathered there, chirping something. Until Hagrid looked up and saw Kaisen, he subconsciously walked towards Kaisen.

"Hey Kaisen, let me ask you something..."

Before Hagrid could finish his words, the quick-witted Professor Flitwick put him in a throat lock.

“Wuwuwu…..hmm?”

Professor Snape came over and took Hagrid back with a helpless look on his face. Kaisen looked around in shock.

"What are you guys doing?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Hagrid accidentally mixed alcohol into the potion and damaged his brain. It's okay. Come and have dinner." Professor Sprout pulled Kaisen back to the professor's seat, and the other professors also remained silent.

"Uh...what a weird atmosphere."

Kaisen put a lamb chop on his plate and looked at Snape with some curiosity...

He has a stern face and you know without asking anything that you can't get anything out of him.

Professor Sprout...an awkward yet polite smile.

Professors McGonagall and Flitwick buried their faces as far as they could into their plates.

"Hagrid....Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked up at Kaisen.

"What are you discussing?"

Hagrid scratched his head awkwardly. "Nothing, I can only tell you it was a very ouch!"

Professor Flitwick picked up his fork again, as if he had done nothing.

"Uh, you're being so mysterious. I don't understand you guys." Kaisen touched his chin and immersed himself in the ocean of eating again.

At the door of the auditorium, Madam Huo Qi came in in a hurry. It wasn't because she was really in a hurry, it was just her personality.

She walked to the professor's seat and waved at Kaisen. "Kaisen, I just rode my broom outside your office window and didn't see you. I was wondering where you were."

Madam Hooch sat down, took off her gloves and began to eat heartily.

"Hmm...why are you so anxious today?"

Kaisen asked.

"There's a Quidditch match tomorrow, so I thought I'd ask you to check the Quidditch teams. I've brought them all." Madam Hooch said.

"Well, I just finished eating."

After wiping his hands, he picked up the large box containing Quidditch balls and placed it on the chair.

"Let me take a look...it's all normal wear and tear, nothing wrong."

As he spoke, he took out the enchanting table and enchanted the balls again.

"Thank you so much, Kaysen, I promise to wait for you!" Madam Hooch paused halfway through her words, and Professor Flitwick picked up his knife and fork again and started eating.

"Honestly, you've all been pretty weird today, and so was Hagrid before."

"Um...I just stubbed my toe, it's nothing."

"Ok."

Kaisen scratched his head and returned to his office in confusion.

The next day came, and at noon, almost all the wizards in the school gathered on the Quidditch field.

"Haven't you ever thought of using a weather spell to make the weather more normal? You know, you all have glasses now. If it rains, you just pray that your brooms don't pierce your classmates' bodies." Kaisen complained while re-enchanting the Quidditch players' brooms.

"Don't worry, Professor. Gryffindor is not afraid of danger. The lion's claws can cramp and skin a slippery and sticky snake in any weather!" Wood was helping Harry check his Quidditch protective gear. Hearing Kaisen's complaints, he quickly responded.

"I'm sorry, if you can catch up." Flint said with a sneer.

"One more curse word or two and we'll be even. This is a Quidditch arena, not the UFC. We don't need pre-match stunts."

"Uh? What is UFC?"

"Nothing, just keep on cursing."

After checking all the brooms, Kaisen teleported back to the Quidditch stands. He took out a lot of snacks from the ring and distributed them to the professors around him, who ate while watching.

"Hmm... this candy tastes really good..." Dumbledore took a bag of candy from Kaisen's arms, tore open the package and said while eating.

Kaisen rolled his eyes and gathered the snacks on his lap into his arms.

"Oh, Kaysen, let me eat some, just consider it my request." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"You can blame me for eating so quickly. Besides, I bought all this from a Muggle supermarket. You can't buy it in the wizarding world."

"Well... next time you go to the supermarket, would you mind taking me with you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Do you have money?"

"Well... although the principal's salary isn't that high, I can still afford some snacks."

Kaisen snapped his fingers and said, "Great! In that case, I won't bring any money next time."

"Okay... but this is not your character?" Dumbledore was a little confused. How come Kaisen, who used to throw Galenons around like coins, became unusually frugal?

"I can refine as much gold as I want myself, and the pounds are all the hard-earned money I earned from working hard to renovate the house. Of course, they are different."

"You can exchange it at Gringotts. They can also exchange wizard coins for Muggle coins there." Hagrid reminded.

"I exchanged it before, and then I found out that those goblins used the damn copying spell to copy the pounds. The supermarket cashier almost called the police when he saw me with a stack of pounds with the same denomination." Kaisen said through gritted teeth.

Chapter 104: Very good, so Gryffindor will be deducted points

"So how did you solve it in the end?"

"Run away, what else can we do...Sooner or later, they'll blow up Gringotts. What Hagrid said is absolutely right, those goblins are not serious people."

Kaisen said in a cold tone.

"Huh? What's that?" Hagrid said suddenly, raising his head.

"what happened?"

Kaisen also looked in the direction Hagrid pointed, and saw an uprooted tree flying straight from the direction of the Forbidden Forest and towards the people on the Quidditch field.