Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"It's a little different from before. At least since Fudge came to power, the Ministry of Magic has broken many records, such as the first minister to have his arm chopped off in the office and the first Ministry of Magic to allow a prisoner to escape from Azkaban." Professor McGonagall did not let the Ministry of Magic go either.

"Lupin, you know Sirius Black so well, where do you think he would be now?" Hagrid asked Lupin after drinking two cups of food essence.

Lupin shook his head in confusion. He couldn't possibly say that Sirius was currently working as a hard-working gardener in the alchemy office, could he?

"What if I find that guy? I will never let him go. I will tear him into two pieces." Hagrid said with a red face.

Kaisen looked at Hagrid in surprise. Logically speaking, today's topic shouldn't be this, and with Hagrid's level, he shouldn't get drunk so quickly.

Then he subconsciously lowered his head and saw that the glass of brandy on his desk had been empty at some point, and the same was true for the empty whiskey glass next to Hagrid.

The problem is that brandy and whiskey shouldn't make you drunk so quickly. Hagrid is a giant, and in his eyes, an alcohol engine is no different from a chocolate with a liquor filling.

Harry, who had originally wanted to come to the Three Broomsticks to buy some cooked food while wearing an invisibility cloak, was in trouble because of a dinner party with several professors. He didn't know whether he should wait for an opportunity to order food secretly, or go out now and let others come to buy it.

But before he could make up his mind, he heard Snape's voice.

"It's really fate that Sirius Black was as close as a brother to Harry's father, James Potter, but in the end he betrayed the Potters, leading to the Dark Lord finding James's family's address. I remember Sirius Black was also Harry Potter's godfather? Haha, with a godfather like that, I'm kind of looking forward to their meeting."

Snape's eyes were fixed on an empty space not far behind Kaisen. If Harry had not been so surprised by what Snape had just said that he was frozen in place, he would have been able to see Snape's playful eyes through the invisibility cloak.

It’s a pity that he can’t see it now, or he didn’t notice it.

On the other side, Kaisen and Lupin didn't care about what Snape said. After all, except the three of them, no one else at the table knew the truth about Sirius, so it was completely understandable that Snape scolded Sirius now.

And the person he was scolding was Snape, which made it even more harmonious. No matter how much he scolded, he would not be wrong. After all, no one at the table did not know about the feud between him and Sirius.

Chapter 193 Are you Batman?

As the saying goes, the enemy knows a person better than the person himself. As the number one enemy of Harry's father, James Potter, Snape not only carefully studied the personnel configuration of James and the other three, but also focused on their equipment configuration.

There is actually not much to say about this equipment. The main thing is that James Potter and Sirius Black, the two young masters, have alchemical equipment besides wands, the most important of which is the invisibility cloak.

It is irresponsible to say that Snape's understanding of the invisibility cloak is much higher than that of the two generations of Potter combined, so he was able to accurately find the inappropriate visual fluctuation in the bar.

When he realized that it was Harry's invisibility cloak, he decisively said something that was not true but very objective.

Anyway, even if the person who can use the invisibility cloak is not Harry himself, it must be his friend. What he said will eventually reach Harry's ears, and his goal will be achieved.

After all, my old enemy lived in the same castle as me. I was already being very considerate by not secretly using dark magic to curse Sirius for the sake of Dumbledore and Kaysen. If I didn't cause any trouble, I would be too generous.

But Harry on the other side was different. He followed a wizard who was leaving the bar, walked out through the briefly opened door, and soon returned to a remote place that the little wizards had agreed on in advance.

"How about it, Harry, what did you buy?" Ron and Neville already felt themselves drooling.

"I didn't buy anything." Harry pulled off the invisibility cloak and threw it roughly to the ground, but the invisibility cloak was so light that it didn't even make a sound?

"What's wrong, Harry?" Hermione, who was sitting in the corner reading a book, looked up and asked curiously.

"I... forget it... I'll tell you." Harry was a little hesitant at first. He knew very well that if his friends knew what he had just heard, they would definitely stop his plan, but he really needed someone to talk to.

Harry briefly told everyone he had heard in the bar and took a deep breath.

"What do you want to do now?"

"Kill him!" Harry said firmly.

".................How could you kill him? A third-year wizard?" Hermione was tough for once. She wanted to use this tone to force Harry, at least to let Harry know his own worth.

"Why can't I kill? Besides being a wizard, I'm also a human being. I have hands and feet. I don't need a wand. I can use a knife, a gun, and I can even bite with my teeth!"

Neville and the others looked at each other and asked, "Don't you have any other plans? Like waiting for a few years until you have learned enough before going to find him?"

"Then why don't I just wait for him to die of old age?" Harry complained.

Hermione closed her eyes weakly, and soon she opened them again: "Listen Harry, you are a little crazy now, you know that?"

"What you want now is not to let Sirius die, but to commit suicide. But I don't know what your motive is. Do you want to go to another world to accompany your uncle and aunt, or do you think that this will show that you miss them very much?"

Neville patted Hermione on the back awkwardly: "That's a bit mean."

"Harry won't listen to anything without being mean right now," Ron explained.

"Oh, you're really good at talking. Your parents are still alive and you've been living in a sugar jar since childhood. Of course you can't understand me." Harry said sarcastically.

"You can go find Professor Kaisen. Professor Kaisen is an orphan." Neville said again at an inappropriate time.

"Ahem, there's a difference between having an accident or not having seen your parents and having your parents killed." Ron reminded in a low voice.

"Oh, yes, that reminds me." Hermione reacted and then circled around Harry and said, "Look at you. Your parents were killed by Voldemort when you were a child. Fortunately, they left you a lot of gold Galleons. And now you are still hunting down Sirius Black. You can be considered as fighting against evil forces. An orphan, rich, fighting against evil. Do you think you are Batman? Are you Batman?"

"Batman knows that it's a dead end for a child to go against evil forces, but he chose to improve himself. Why can't you do the same?"

Harry's heart was blinded by hatred, and Hermione's words were like a sharp knife, peeling off layer by layer of hatred. It took him a long time to regain his sanity.

"Now, let's see what Harry, with his normal IQ, would choose?" Hermione asked, hugging her shoulders.

"I........." Harry pursed his lips: "Which professor do you think is the best fighter?"

"Professor Kayson? After all, we haven't seen other professors take action. Of course, if you can convince Headmaster Dumbledore, I will also support you very much. At least now you are thinking about killing Sirius instead of asking Sirius to die." Hermione said with relief.

"Then let's go find Professor Kaisen. Maybe tomorrow? Wait until he's sober."

"Did he drink a lot?"

"Maybe I didn't look carefully."

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The next morning...

Sirius was pulling a small cart with breakfast for two on it. He was going to pull the cart from the three-person office to the auditorium, load the breakfast in the auditorium, and then pull it from the auditorium to the office.

It can be said that the shameless Kaisen squeezed out the last bit of labor from Sirius.

When Sirius dragged his tired body back to the office with breakfast for two, he happened to hear the news about his only godson, Harry Potter, with whom he had a close relationship, although the relationship was one-sided now.

What Harry Potter said made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave, and he felt like the sky was falling.

"Professor...I want to learn magic!"

Sirius's dog face was full of smiles, what a good boy.

Kaisen also asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"I'm going to kill Sirius Black!" Harry said firmly.

"Huh, woof, woof...!" Sirius almost bit off his tongue as his dog mouth opened and closed.

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Chapter 194 What the hell do I know about spells?

"Oh...kill Sirius...Did someone tell you something?" Kaisen looked at Sirius who was lying on the edge of the desk with a wronged look on his face, then looked at Harry and asked.

"No one told me anything. Sirius is coming to kill me now. Isn't it normal for me to kill him in advance?" Harry said seriously.

"Tell the truth." Kaisen said.

"Yesterday I put on my invisibility cloak and wanted to go to the Three Broomsticks to buy some cooked food," Harry said a little embarrassedly.

Kaisen pinched his nose bridge helplessly. How should he explain such a thing? If it was some other secret matter, he would just lie. Or if it weren't for that guy Karkaroff, Sirius and Harry would have cried and hugged each other to recognize each other.

But in the current situation, he couldn't confess, because he still needed to use Peter Pettigrew to lure Karkaroff out. He couldn't lie, because Sirius's affairs should have been known to everyone back then, and Harry could always find out as long as he asked someone.

"Want revenge?" Kaisen asked.

Harry nodded seriously.

"Let me show you a few clear paths. Severus Snape is the master of the Dark Arts under Voldemort. Unless Voldemort, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald show up, he's currently the strongest in terms of combat intelligence and killing efficiency."

"Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration Master, can use Transfiguration to turn a person into a corpse if she wants. It is a legal killing curse."

"Professor Flitwick, duelling champion back then, a brave fighter."

"Or you could go directly to Dumbledore, who would be more than happy to teach you."

Harry scratched his head awkwardly. "What about you, Professor?"

Kaisen touched his chin. "I should be a little bit stronger than Severus." He made a compensating gesture with two fingers. "My magic attack value is quite high, but if we go by the efficiency of killing enemies, he is much stronger than me."

"Well, Professor, I think it's enough for me to learn a few tricks from you. There's no need to look for them." Harry said with a smile.

"It's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that you really can't learn my magic." Kaisen said helplessly.

"Professor, can you please demonstrate it to me from the most basic level? Let me see if I have the ability to understand it." After Harry finished speaking, Neville, Hermione, Ron and the others stopped pretending to be absent and poked their heads over again.

Kaisen shrugged helplessly: "Okay."

He casually waved his hand, and various elemental blocks appeared and flowed from his hand. "This is my most basic talent. You can think of it as the basic operation of alchemy."

After waving his hand and dispersing all those things, various magical elements from the mysterious era appeared. "These are also elements. Some elements can directly kill the enemy, and some can be used for protection. But you still can't learn them. This is advanced alchemy, and it also requires alchemical transformation of the body. Forget it, you little wizard."

Finally, he took out the New Magic Arts spellbook and said, "There are a few spells in here that I configured. Let's see how many you can use."

Harry took the spellbook and tried it...

"None of them worked."

"That's right, you can't learn it. Otherwise, why am I the professor of alchemy and not the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? Am I not more reliable than Quirrell Lockhart? Although I am very good at alchemy." Kaisen said proudly.

"Then, Professor, do you know those extremely destructive spells? I just need to learn some simple ones." Harry asked.

"I don't know shit about spells." Kaisen said, crossing his legs and spreading his hands.

"Huh?" Harry asked in confusion.

"I really can't." Kaisen casually spread his hands. "Don't disbelieve me. We've been teacher and student for three years and I haven't hidden anything from you. And I don't intend to hide it from anyone now. Have you ever seen me use even the simplest household magic? Like cleaning and repairing? I even use eternal shining light or fluorite for lighting."

"I don't know Charms or Transfiguration, let alone Dark Magic," Kaisen explained helplessly.

"Then Professor, if I study alchemy, when will I be able to achieve your... [basic operations]?" Harry asked, still unwilling to give up.

"Well... I don't know. I have this talent, something I was born with."

"Then I can only go to Professor McGonagall? She will definitely not agree." Harry murmured in despair.

"You could look for someone else, Professor Flitwick."