Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Chapter 270 Report to the Principal! Shocking News!

"Report to the principal! Shocking news!"

Sitting in the office, Dumbledore looked at the one-week leave request in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Why do you think he got sick?" he asked Cedric, who had come to report the news.

"I'm not here, but I think the professor might be too busy. He's basically not slept a wink this entire semester and has been teaching me the whole time." Cedric was also very upset. He cried in front of Dumbledore with tears and snot.

"It shouldn't be that serious. Judging from Kaisen's physical fitness, although he doesn't look like a muscular brother, he should be able to lift Hogwarts, right? How could he suddenly fall ill?" Dumbledore looked unconvinced.

"The professor said that he modified his body too much and the flesh and the machine are mutually repelling each other." Cedric said dimly.

"Then let's change it?"

"The professor's heart has been replaced with an engine, and his lungs have been split into three. It's probably impossible to replace them..."

"After all, it's only a physical transformation. How serious can it be? At most, I can accompany you to take a look. There is no need for Madam Pomfrey to take action." Dumbledore stood up, held Cedric's shoulders and Apparated... failed.

As a second choice, he Apparated to the door of the Alchemy Office.

Kaisen, who was reading a novel and eating an egg-filled pancake in the back of the office, heard the alarm from the crystal ball on his desk and subconsciously glanced towards the door. One of them was Cedric, and the other looked like Dumbledore. They were both old acquaintances...

Wait, Dumbledore?

He suddenly reacted, stuffed the egg-filled pancake into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it, then lay down on the sofa, his brain controlling his body's metabolic level to lower.

Almost instantly, Kaisen, who was eating like Lu Zhishen in an arrogant manner, was lying on the sofa like Lin Daiyu.

Soon Dumbledore and Cedric appeared in front of him. Dumbledore's strange eyes swept over Kaisen's body...

"you are sick?"

Kaisen shook his head: "No...ahem...no!"

Dumbledore took out the Elder Wand and was about to examine Kaisen, but Cedric subconsciously tried to stop him.

Kaisen still looked half dead: "Just check it out. I've always been a bad person. I just enjoy body modification every day. I don't take my life seriously. Maybe fate will punish me accordingly..."

"It's understandable that Headmaster Dumbledore is unwilling to trust someone like me..."

Dumbledore's hand, which was waving his wand, suddenly paused, but he quickly reorganized his thoughts. It was not that he did not trust Kaisen, he was just checking his body.

That's right, it's just a physical examination, not a matter of distrust...

Slowly, the wand was placed on Kaisen's chest, and the azure magic power flowed into his body.

Kaisen still looked horrible, and Cedric bit his lip, watching the scene quietly.

As for the second party, Dumbledore, he stared at the wand in his hand in confusion. He looked at Cedric with a stiff neck and said, "I think we need to call Madam Pomfrey. No, take Kaysen to Madam Pomfrey."

As he spoke, he waved his wand, and Kaisen and the sofa under him floated up, staggering towards the medical wing.

Seeing this, Cedric quickly stopped Dumbledore and said, "Wait, wait, Headmaster, it's not a good idea to just carry the professor over like this, right?"

Dumbledore stopped and said, "That makes sense." He put Kaisen down temporarily, and then found the charged ender pearl floating on the base in the office. He looked up and down and found a lever. After pulling it down, the ender pearl stopped charging.

"Cedric, come here," he called.

Cedric ran over quickly, and the next moment several people appeared in the medical wing.

"Ahem, Madam Pomfrey, please take a look at Kaisen." Dumbledore said after putting down the sofa for each person.

"Kasen? What happened to him?" Madam Pomfrey asked puzzledly.

"Who knows? Maybe it's a cold." Dumbledore staggered and picked up a glass of water. He tremblingly put it to his mouth and found that it had been spilled. "Maybe it's a fever... And please help me with my Parkinson's disease later."

Madam Pomfrey sighed, "Your condition is not Parkinson's."

"What you said...then why are my hands shaking?" Dumbledore said embarrassedly.

"Maybe you're nervous?" Madam Pomfrey said casually.

And the other side.

"Eh? Why can't I hear your heartbeat?"

"That shouldn't be the case? The body's normal reflexes are gone..."

"My pupils aren't reacting at all! Constrict them! Constrict them quickly!"

"Dumbledore! Potions! Give me potions! Life-restoring potions!!!"

Dumbledore took a deep breath, waved his wand, and moved all the potions on the medicine shelf to Madam Pomfrey, then walked over slowly: "You two are probably trying to scare me, right?"

He reached out and patted Kaisen on the shoulder: "After all, he is so strong..."

The next moment, the latter vomited out a large amount of blood-red liquid without any frame movement.

Dumbledore looked at the ground with a stiff neck...

"What is that thing?"

Cedric walked over and squatted down. "It looks like... fragments of internal organs. Can they be put back together?"

Dumbledore's expression became even more rigid...

Madam Pomfrey pried open Kaisen's mouth, inserted a funnel, and poured all kinds of potions into it.

Cedric was a little confused watching this scene, not knowing whether he should stop it a little, but he felt that if he stopped it at this time...

Since Professor Kaisen did this, he must have his purpose... Believe it!

Kaisen, who rolled his eyes after being fed a large amount of magic potion, felt that it would be better for him to die now...

Is this the punishment for pretending to be sick?

Merciful Merlin, please send someone to save me from the fire and water, come to me...Aligato!

"Oh...what are you doing?" Snape walked over carrying a small black box and asked the messy medical wing.

Chapter 271 What the hell? Is this someone coming with bad intentions?

Snape narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Kaisen who was lying on the sofa vomiting rainbows, and Dumbledore quickly noticed him.

Snape looked at Kaisen and then at Dumbledore, and quickly realized what terrible thing had happened at the moment. He waved his hand and drove everyone out except Kaisen, then closed the door and looked at Kaisen.

"Tell me, what tricks are you playing now?" Snape brought a folding stool and sat on it and asked quietly.

"Well, I ate too much Maoxuewang hotpot, and just now Dumbledore made me feel sick and I accidentally vomited it out." Kaisen said a little embarrassedly.

"Oh...I was wondering why they all looked like dead?" Snape asked in a different way.

Kaisen curled his lips casually and told Cedric about how he worked diligently in the office to give Cedric special treatment so that Hogwarts could win the Triwizard Tournament, and he was fighting for Hogwarts.

But what about the others? Like Dumbledore, stabbing him in the back? Is that right?

What is the difference between this kind of rice-eating operation and Eighteen Gold Medals?

The school board fined me just because of the false charge of not writing a lesson plan. Is this right?

Snape's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he sighed helplessly at the incessant Kaisen. "As long as you're happy... So what should I say? Are you hopeless?"

Kaisen looked up at the ceiling. "That's about right. You're an expert on this. You'd better add some settings like "can't be stimulated, can't be sad, because it's too tiring" or something like that. Let Dumbledore, that old Bidden, feel really sad."

Snape nodded, stood up and pushed open the door of the hospital wing. He took a deep breath and said, "There's no hope. Just wait to die."

Madam Pomfrey looked at Kaisen, who was lying on the sofa with a confused look on his face, with a broken expression. She looked at Snape again and said, "Huh?"

"Let him be happy in his last moments." Snape left in a hurry after saying this, because he was afraid that if he didn't leave quickly, he would have to live in the school dormitory.

Madam Pomfrey rushed into the hospital wing in a panic, accompanied by the pretentious Cedric. In stark contrast to the other two, Dumbledore was in a panic...

Just now, the three of them were staring at each other in the corridor, and Dumbledore suddenly recalled one of his settings, the master of Legilimency......

Well...poor Cedric, he didn't know that he had passively betrayed his professor.

Dumbledore's waist and legs no longer hurt at this time. He walked briskly to Kaisen's side and said, "No matter what method we use, we will definitely save you. Don't worry."

Kaisen coughed weakly twice. "Ahem, no need. I know my own body well. No need to waste your energy. Just take me back to the office. I want to spend my last few days on my favorite project of my life, renovation... no, education."

Dumbledore nodded: "No problem, I agree with you 100%." ​​As he said that, he held Kaisen's shoulders, and the next second they returned to the alchemy office. After another round trip, he sent Cedric back.

Dumbledore returned to the hospital wing and shrugged helplessly at Madam Pomfrey's beastly gaze. "You heard what Severus said. Let him be happy at the end of his life and let him leave with dignity."

Madam Pomfrey sighed: "How could this happen?" She sat on the chair with her hands under her buttocks, swaying like a puppet: "He is obviously such a good person... What should I do now... What should I do..."

Dumbledore ignored Madam Pomfrey and walked out of the hospital wing on his own. He randomly found a portrait and said, "Notify all Hogwarts students to assemble in the Great Hall."

Meanwhile, Kaisen, who had returned to the alchemy office and poured himself a glass of whiskey, was leisurely guiding Cedric to assemble his skeleton.

Cedric looked at the small stove that Kaisen had drawn for him before, and worked meticulously on every part.

Soon, as the last part was rubbed out by his hands, the entire spine was lifted up by him.

"Professor, can you please see if there is any problem?" Cedric handed the spine to Kaisen and asked.

The latter took it and casually swung it. "Very good. Finally, adding the alchemical rail will increase the weighing capacity and transmit alchemical signals. And don't forget your skull."

“I can’t forget, I can’t forget…”

At this moment, Kaisen and Cedric, who were enjoying family happiness in the office, had no idea what kind of horror would appear before their eyes just one minute later.

A minute passed quickly, and Kaisen stood up to change a record, and then he suddenly felt a strange vibration.

"What's going on? An earthquake?" He looked at Cedric.

"No, oh... Professor, I think you'd better lie down. All I see are thousands of troops rushing towards you." Cedric looked blankly in the direction of the office door and murmured softly.

After hearing Cedric's response, Kaisen subconsciously looked towards the door...

"What the hell?"

Many years later, Kaisen could still remember the scene on the office ice track that day. The ice boats looked like F1 racing cars rushing towards him.

At that moment he knew that the plan of feigning illness that he had come up with on the spur of the moment was completely out of his control.

If he didn't fall to the ground immediately and pretend to be dying, he would probably be thrown out of the window by the angry little wizards.

After all, the atmosphere has been set to this point, it would be impolite not to die.

"Professor? What should we do?" Cedric looked at Kaisen with his pupils shaking, but found that Kaisen was no longer standing where he had just stood.

Changing direction, Kaisen, who had just had the leisure to change records, was now lying on the sofa, still looking very weak. The spine he had placed on the coffee table was stained with blood at some point, and combined with the blood stains oozing out of the sofa under Kaisen, it looked as if he had taken Professor Kaisen's spine apart.