Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"Yes! Did you agree to my request?"

Kaisen raised his head 45 degrees and looked at the ceiling, then paused for a full five seconds...

"No."

"Huh?" Rostamer's expression was rarely seen without a trace of frustration.

"Look, I'm a man and you're a woman. We're of different genders. Uh, it's quite unfortunate. I'm sorry... Of course I'm not saying there's anything wrong with you. In fact, you're the most beautiful witch I've ever seen, but like I said, our genders don't match." Kaisen explained with high emotional intelligence.

He thought that his words could perfectly help both of them out of the predicament, and then Rostamer suddenly had the urge to cry, but she forced herself to hold it back.

However, she couldn't stay in this damn meeting room any longer, so she walked out of the meeting room without looking back, and seemed to wipe the corners of her eyes with her hands subtly.

"Have I gone a little too far? I think I have saved both of our reputations very well?" Kaisen asked Dumbledore quietly.

"You... forget it, it's okay..." Dumbledore sighed helplessly, and on the other side, Karkaroff had just chased out for a few seconds when he was thrown back by a purple spell.

"It seems that Miss Rostamer is not in a good mood right now." Kaisen said without any self-awareness.

Successfully silenced the other four people in the meeting room.

Finally, it was Madame Maxime and Professor Pound who broke the silence.

Madame Maxime's clever mind recalled what Kaisen had just said.

Our genders don't match

So what if the genders match?

She immediately signaled Professor Pound with her eyes.

Poor Professor Pound is forced by the president to engage in dirty hook exchanges at such an old age.

His old face turned red, and he sat down next to Kaisen, reaching out and touching Kaisen's thigh, which was only wearing a layer of pajamas.

[Launch + Damage + Fireworks + Gravity]

Kaisen quickly used his new magic skills to edit a set of complex magic. The next moment, a red light suddenly appeared beside him and flew towards Pound.

With a whoosh, poor Professor Pound shattered the window and flew out of it until he reached a perfect height, and then gravity magic came into play.

Almost instantly, an indescribable gravity was exerted on him, and he fell rapidly towards the ground.

boom! ! !

Rostamer was looking in the mirror in the corridor, wondering if she was less attractive than before, and feeling sad. Then he saw a figure falling from the sky, raising a cloud of dust.

"What the hell?" She waved her hand casually out of curiosity, and a breeze blew away the dust, revealing Professor Pound who was embedded in the ground.

She apparated over curiously: "What's wrong with you?"

As the alchemical amulet on Pound's chest completely shattered, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you do me a favor?"

"uh-huh?"

"Give Maxim a hard blow, just like you did to Karkaroff!"

Rosta nodded in understanding. "Karkaroff is my superior. My beating him is an internal matter within our German Shepherd Strong, but my beating of Maxim... do you think I'm something... a knife?"

"Oh...please give me a hand." Pound looked at the failure of his plan of hitting three shots with no result, and stretched out a hand helplessly.

"hehe."

Rostamer had no good feelings towards this colleague who treated him like a knife and a fool. He just rolled his eyes and Disapparated away, leaving Professor Pound alone, still embedded in the ground.

"Dumbledore, I don't think it's safe here anymore... You don't even know there's a gay in the conference room!" Kaisen complained to Dumbledore in a low voice.

Dumbledore nodded as a matter of course: "So what do you think of me?"

Chapter 171 Rescue? Silence!

"Professor McGonagall's dearest best friend...and you are already so old..." Kaisen was halfway through his words when he suddenly remembered Professor Pound, who had been kicked out by him before. He immediately moved a little further away from Dumbledore without saying a word.

"I don't think you need to do this." Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

Kaisen said nothing, just shook his head frantically.

"Okay, now that the Goblet of Fire has been repaired, we should go back. Since next year's Triwizard Tournament has been confirmed to be hosted by Hogwarts, we will take the Goblet of Fire with us."

Dumbledore said this and looked at Kaisen, who waved his hand helplessly and put the Goblet of Fire into his pocket. Then Dumbledore patted Kaisen on the shoulder, and the two disappeared from the spot in an instant.

After returning to the principal's office, Kaisen sat down on the sofa naturally and took a pillow and placed it across in front of him.

"To prevent you from misunderstanding, I feel it is necessary for me to explain myself." Dumbledore said helplessly.

"You can fart all you want! Just see if I listen or not." Kaisen nodded and said.

"You should know the relationship between me and Gellert."

"uh-huh."

"So let me put it this way: my relationship with Gellert is simply because Gellert happens to be male, and it has nothing to do with my personal sexual orientation."

"Yeah, yeah, you're right."

Dumbledore now fully understood Rostamer's feelings.

When Kaisen is serious, he is really like the sun. It is very comfortable to be with him, but when he is not serious, he is really abstract and torturous.

"I don't think you understand," Dumbledore said, frowning.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right."

"Don't you know anything else to say?"

"I still have some homework to grade in my office, so I'll go back first." Kaisen said as he was about to teleport away.

"and many more."

"Ok?"

"Gellert told me that he told you a lot when he was in Africa... and one of the things he asked you to tell me." Dumbledore suddenly said this without any reason.

Kaisen looked at Dumbledore with some confusion. Normally, if Dumbledore wanted to ask a question, he would either start with zero frames and get straight to the point, or he would give a long prelude and say a lot of foreshadowing before finally getting to the point.

However, this is the first time that there has been such an abrupt turn as today's in the nearly two and a half years since Kaisen came to Hogwarts.

It seems that Dumbledore finally lost his patience this time.

"What did he tell you?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"He told me about a fight between you, him, and your brother at Dumbledore's house many years ago."

"That's it," Dumbledore murmured. "What did he say?"

"He said that he was the one who cast the curse that caused the tragedy." After saying this, Kaisen hesitated a little, wondering whether he should stay here to comfort Dumbledore.

But he soon gave up this idea.

Dumbledore was not a psychologically fragile child. What he needed was not comfort. In other words, although he had lived for two generations, he was only twenty years old in age and experience, and could not provide any useful comfort to Dumbledore, who was over a hundred years old.

"I think I should let you digest this on your own, right?"

Dumbledore forced a smile and nodded.

"See you."

The next moment, there was a loud roar, and Kaisen disappeared, returning to his office to work hard grading homework.

On the other side...German Shepherd Strong...

"Karkaroff, there is a letter for you, which seems to be from England...Although I didn't do the job for you, you must pay me not a single copper nut less for the mental damages!" Rostamer said as he slapped a letter on Karkaroff's desk.

"Got it. I'll write you a note and go get the money from the vice principal." Karkaroff casually wrote his name on a blank reimbursement slip, leaving the number on it blank.

This is another empty seal case in the world.

As Rostamer left, Karkaroff tore open the envelope, and almost instantly, he saw a signature that made his heart tighten.

Peter Pettigrew..............

But isn't he dead? Wasn't he killed by Sirius when You-Know-Who fell from power?

Karkaroff swallowed, looking up from the signature.

His uneasy heart made his eyes tremble uncontrollably as he kept scanning the words above.

The general meaning is that Sirius has escaped from prison and is now trapped in Hogwarts, so he should find an opportunity to rescue him as soon as possible.

Karkaroff frowned at the letter for a long time, and when he finished reading the whole letter he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Peter Pettigrew did not make any threats in the letter.

For example, if you don't go to rescue him, he will tell you all the bad things he has done before.

This made him feel a little relieved. Even if that Peter Pettigrew chose to shake it out, it wouldn't matter. What was his current status? The Dean of the German Shepherd Strong School of Magic, and he had already attributed those bad things to the Imperius Curse.

Although his reputation is not very good nowadays, he can still be considered clean overall.

Just as he was about to summon a ball of fire to destroy the letter in his hand, he suddenly reacted.

Neither he nor Peter Pettigrew were good people who were willing to help others, so Peter Pettigrew didn't even threaten him and directly asked him to rescue him.

Did he have some evidence that he hadn't cleared up yet, or some reason he hadn't noticed yet that made him have to go?

And Peter Pettigrew was sure that he would be able to remember the reason that would make him go there...

But what the hell is that reason?

Karkaroff was a little upset and crumpled up the letter in his hand and threw it into the corner.

But he quickly reached out and drew the letter back into his hand.

This letter cannot be destroyed for the time being. There may be clues in it that I have not noticed.

As for the plan to rescue Peter Pettigrew...

Of course I will go.

But it was not a rescue, but a silencing.

Peter Pettigrew can no longer live in this world. No matter what evidence Peter Pettigrew knows that even he himself doesn't know, as long as he is killed, everything will be happy!

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