Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Book author: Xing Qisan

Book summary: "I'm here to decorate! What are you doing?"

Kaisenhis looked at the weird man who suddenly appeared at his workplace, holding a strange wooden stick and trying to attack his personal safety, while saying something about magic and keeping secrets, and scolded him.

By the way, he used the obsidian block that suddenly appeared in his hand to instantly release a huge obsidian pillar for defense.

"How dare you! And you said you can't do magic!"

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He traveled through the world of Harry Potter and obtained the golden finger of the block in the game [Minecraft]. Just when he knocked out the weirdo who suddenly came and acted crazy and was about to make a name for himself in the decoration industry, he saw the old man with white beard in front of him.

"What do you mean by hiring me as the Alchemy Professor at Hogwarts?"

Also, what is alchemy?

In his first year at Hogwarts, he was timid and used some basic blocks to carefully disguise himself as an alchemy professor.

In my second year at Hogwarts, I tried my hand at the Basilisk and Voldemort: What is the Ender Reach Device?

In the third year at Hogwarts, things are getting better and better, with Wither fighting the Dementors.

In his fourth year at Hogwarts, the Death Eaters showed off their skills and provoked a dragon riot: What does it mean that Hogwarts Castle has stood up?

In the fifth year, why did Fudge and Umbridge die mysteriously and tragically?

In the sixth year, holding the Time Torrent pocket watch, he shouted: Smash...Valudo!

Until now, in his seventh year at Hogwarts, Kaisenhith, holding the Command Cube, raised his middle finger to the boiled egg in front of him.

"Watch carefully, I will now demonstrate the framework of how the world operates!"

【HP】【MC】【Hogwarts】【Harry Potter】

Chapter 1 You still say you don’t know magic?

"Mr. Kesenhis, you are suspected of violating the Statute of Wizarding Secrecy. Please come with us."

Kaisen had just finished laying the floor of the room with the dark oak planks in his hands when he heard such a cold and inhuman voice.

"Forehead..."

Kaisen looked up at the security door in front of him, then turned back to look at the strange man in strange clothes holding a small wooden stick...

"Did you climb up through the window? Honestly, it's not very safe. You could just knock on the door and I'd open it for you. Of course, I'd have no problem with you if you were robbing me... Do you need this watch?"

"It might be worth a thousand or two, but you can't take my phone and wallet because it's some distance from my house. You know, my commute to get the whole house custom-made is just as annoying as your commute to get robbed."

As he spoke, he took off the rather fine mechanical watch on his wrist. In fact, it was probably not worth more than one or two thousand pounds. He just felt that a robber who had fallen to the point of robbing people in pajamas should not have the ability to appreciate it.

"Enough! Mr. Kesenhis, let me repeat, you are now suspected of violating the Statute of Wizarding Secrecy. I am an employee of the Ministry of Magic's Office for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Magic. You can call me Lester. Now please follow me."

Lester took out his wand and pointed it at Kaysen.

"Oh... do you need me to make a phone call for you? Your family? Or a mental hospital?"

"Sir, there's no need to act dumb. We all know what the situation is. Believe me, you don't want the beaters or the Aurors looking for you."

Lester took a slow step forward.

"...I'm sorry, I still don't understand. What is an Auror, what is a Smiter, and what is...the Ministry of Magic?"

"Oh my god, do I look so easy to fool... I fainted!"

As soon as Kaisen raised his hand, a two-meter-high stone pillar appeared in front of him, blocking the flying red light.

At the same time, Lester finally smiled: "You still said you can't do magic? Finally you've shown your weakness!"

Peng!

A shrunken anvil suddenly appeared on his head and knocked him unconscious.

"I'm sorry, sir. I hope you can forget what just happened." Kaisen said as the floating obsidian block in his hand suddenly turned into a wooden stick about 30 centimeters long.

"No, no, no, it doesn't feel powerful enough. The logs are just right."

The next moment, a solid block of wood was released, floating and flying with his hand.

With a thud.

A ball of dark blue liquid appeared in his hand and splashed directly on Lester's face.

"Kasenxi..."

Boom!

"I haven't lost my memory yet. Is it not strong enough?"

He replaced the log with a stone, and there was another thud.

"How dare you attack a Ministry employee, you..."

The block in his hand changed its form one after another, from logs to raw stones. He thought that the force was strong enough, but this unfortunate employee was guarding his small piece of land.

Finally he took out the anvil and decided to do something ruthless.

"Ahem, I don't think this is necessary. What do you think, Mr. Heath?"

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

Today is the most magical day in Kaisenhis...or the second day.

The last time he experienced such a magical day was when he had just traveled through time. At that time, he was playing "Minecraft" with the first commentary of "Harry Potter" playing in the background. Then his computer had a power failure, and just like that, he came to England in this alien world.

And he didn't come here empty-handed. He had an MC system that could absorb other people's positive emotions towards him to upgrade, including but not limited to goodwill, trust, satisfaction, admiration, etc.

And the materialization into reality becomes a small cube. Anyway, up to now, everything from sticks and boards to fire blocks and water blocks can appear directly from his hands and affect reality.

It's not as good as the original Minecraft creative mode, but it's enough for the steel jungle of England, for example... opening a whole-house customization studio or something.

And everything that happened today couldn't be blamed entirely on him. The commentary he read before crossing over didn't even finish explaining the first part. If the Ministry of Magic employee was willing to say more, such as "Where's your wand?" or keywords like "Hogwarts", he might have been able to react.

Instead of doing it like now, he casually placed a log block and two stair blocks in the middle of the room to serve as a table and chairs.

The old man with white beard opposite...well, he recognized him. After all, the first scene of the Harry Potter movie commentary was him appearing on the street in the dark with a lighter that could absorb light.

At this time, Dumbledore looked at the stair block under his butt and the log block in front of him with great curiosity.

"Is this alchemy... Anyway, it's not transfiguration, but I still sincerely commend you for your innovative spellcasting method."

Kaisen felt very awkward. The old man in front of him didn't show any hostility at all, and was even too friendly. This made him feel embarrassed to make a move, even though he was not sure he could win.

But you can give it a try. What's so scary about an old man who likes to use a lighter to collect light?

Just as he was about to quietly place an anvil on Dumbledore's head as he had just done, the victim spoke.

"I don't have Leicester's physique. Honestly, if an anvil fell on my head, it might really kill me."

Kaisen nodded in agreement and replaced the anvil with a wooden board.

"..."

"...Oh, sorry, I thought you weren't talking about me." He put the wooden block away as if nothing had happened.

"This is a spellcasting method I've never seen before. The magic in this little cube and you share the same origin. It seems you're a natural alchemist, free to transform and create. If Nicolas Flamel knew of your existence, he'd probably be so excited that he'd report to the God of Death in advance."

Dumbledore watched Kaisen come to his senses and commented with interest.

"Thanks..."

"What about you, Mr. Kesenhis, would you mind telling me about yourself?"

"I am..."

He said with a stiff upper lip: "As for the magician, I've been in Sweden before, and I just came to England recently, so I don't know the rules here..."

"Well, I'm not very good at lying. I really don't have this talent. This power just came to me when I woke up one day, so I used it to open a whole-home customization studio, which is to decorate houses, like this."

Kaisen waved his hand casually, and the wall in front of him was covered with a layer of thick and sturdy wooden boards.

Beneath his half-honest words and frank actions, Dumbledore still maintained that kind and smiling look.

[Satisfaction from Dumbledore +10]

Kaisen didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a chill. Usually, his customers would satisfy him, and there was no problem with that.

Most of them are satisfied with the houses they decorated themselves.

But why is this old man in front of me satisfied with himself? What is he satisfied with?

Dumbledore noticed Kaisen's strange look, his eyes rolled around, and he realized what he was thinking. He quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand me, I'm just praising your frankness."

"Dumbledore...you can't...you can't talk so cheerfully to a wizard who attacked a Ministry employee...I'm going to appeal to the Wizengamot!"

Lester, lying on the ground, raised his eyelids with difficulty. After he finished speaking, he was once again buried tightly by the sand falling from the sky.

Chapter 2 Alchemy Professor? Me?

"That's right. The access pen didn't detect Mr. Heath. He hasn't received any wizarding education. As for his magic, it was just a magical riot one day, and he was taken away by an old wizard to receive apprenticeship training."

"Not to mention that after completing his studies, he simply used magic to do renovations. This is enough to prove his kindness, and there's absolutely no need for him to report to Azkaban."

Dumbledore held a Muggle lollipop he bought on the roadside in his mouth while talking to Fudge in front of him.

"Then why did he refuse the Ministry of Magic's investigation? And even boldly attacked the Ministry of Magic employees?" Fudge said angrily.

On the sofa in the corner of the office, a small flower suddenly appeared in Kaisen's hand. He snapped his fingers to materialize it and handed it to Lester next to him.

The latter subconsciously took it and said thank you, then his face turned red.

Dumbledore looked back at the interaction between the two and shrugged casually.

"Look, how well they get along?"

Fudge rolled his eyes and waved to Lester in the corner.

"Let our victim choose whether to forgive him or not."

Kaisen swallowed hard. The little flowers in his hands seemed endless and almost buried him.