Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"Professor, I'm leaving." Harry, feeling that he had come at the wrong time, finally left the alchemy office.

Cedric, who was lying on the other sofa, turned his head away dryly: "I'm sorry, Professor."

"What are you sorry for?" Kaisen asked in surprise.

"Actually I should say sorry to both of you, you and Harry." Cedric said awkwardly.

"........Have you been infected by Dumbledore? Why are you being a Riddler?" Kaisen frowned.

"Harry must have been very sad just now." Unlike the indifferent and busy Kaisen, Cedric could clearly feel Harry's little feeling of grievance.

"Little wizards of this age all have this kind of emotion. I had a younger brother before. When he was born, my parents called him their son. I knew they were calling me, but I deliberately refused. Everyone will have this kind of unreasonable little emotion, and it comes and goes quickly." Kaisen explained.

"But Professor, aren't you an orphan?" Cedric asked doubtfully.

"I made this up to tease you."

"Why don't we tell the truth?" Cedric said speechlessly.

"Okay."

"Then I'll go first." Cedric said tacitly, "I'm not the best student in Hogwarts. There are many seniors who are much better than me, but they obviously have no interest in participating in the Triwizard Tournament, so I took advantage of the opportunity."

"Then I'll tell you the truth." Kaisen cleared his throat. "Actually, I wasn't pretending not to hear out of spite from the beginning. It was just that they called me 'son' earlier, and I thought it was me, but it was actually my brother. That incident got me emotional, so I deliberately ignored it."

"Professor, aren't you an orphan?" Cedric was speechless again.

"This is another special lesson I'm giving you. Don't tell so many truths. No one wants to hear them." Kaisen raised his eyebrows and said.

Chapter 287 Finally Understood

The next day, Cedric took the leave note issued by Kaisen and went to Diagon Alley overnight. He customized a lot of clothes with shawls, because the opening at the back of the shawl could provide a certain degree of concealment, so that he would not have to waste a set of clothes every time he used the mechanical arm.

The following period was very peaceful, basically as peaceful as other school years without such large-scale events.

Of course, the prophet's forecast still contributed a little fluctuation to an otherwise ordinary period.

Although the text does not have the slightest Rita Skeeter feel, because it does not gossip or say anything irrelevant.

But the group photo became the talk of every pub in wizarding England.

After all, not everyone can plant the Daily Prophet's reporters in the soil. Although they all have this need, whether they have the ability is another matter.

Oh, no, there are still some interesting things, like Hagrid.

He followed Dumbledore's advice, demonstrated his worth appropriately, and then he chose...

Reveal to Madame Maxime some news that she already knew, such as the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

Every headmaster knew it was a dragon, but Hagrid thought it was a secret of Hogwarts. After obtaining Dumbledore's permission, he boldly extended an invitation to Madame Maxime.

Cedric also told Kaisen that in addition to inviting Madame Maxime, Hagrid also invited Harry, and Harry also reportedly invited him.

In the end, Hagrid said something about Madame Maxime's taboo, and the two parted on bad terms. However, Harry still told Cedric the question in the end.

"So our first level is to defeat a dragon?" He looked at Kaisen in confusion and asked.

"Not really. I just ask you to steal an egg right under the nose of a mother dragon. It's very simple, isn't it?" Kaisen said with a malicious smile.

"I think it would be better if we just killed the dragon directly." Cedric said, rolling his eyes.

"Well, the difference between the two is actually not that big... Now someone is coming, guess who it is?" Kaisen suddenly looked at the crystal ball on the desk and changed his words.

"Um...Hagrid?" said Cedric.

Soon, Kaisen looked at the figure driving the boat and said, "Hmm, you guessed right."

After a while, Hagrid came to Kaisen with a bitter face. He nodded to Cedric first, then sat next to him.

The latter instantly felt like a small planet captured by the gravity of a larger celestial body. Faced with the huge gravitational force, he inevitably moved towards the larger celestial body.

Well, actually, Hagrid had made a huge dent in the sofa by sitting on it.

"Let me guess, you failed your date?" Kaisen asked.

"Huh? How did you know?" Hagrid asked in surprise.

Kaisen glanced at the sweaty Cedric and changed the subject: "Dumbledore told me."

"Okay. Then do you know why?" Hagrid said tearfully.

"I don't know about that." Kaisen shook his head.

"Because I said something wrong. I felt that Madame Maxime was so tall, so I asked her if she had any giant blood," Hagrid explained.

"Obviously, she doesn't want to be told that," Kaysen said as he poured Hagrid a glass of wine.

"Well, she said she was just big-boned, and then we parted on bad terms, so what?"

"Why not ask her out again to apologize?" Kaisen said as a matter of course.

"She'll come?" Hagrid asked doubtfully.

"It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. If she has no interest in you, wouldn't it be good for her to sleep in the carriage? Wouldn't it be fun for her to come out and watch the stars in the Forbidden Forest with you?" Kaisen rolled his eyes and said.

"But the last time I asked her out, I used the first round of the Triwizard Tournament to ask her out," said Hagrid.

"Oh, you mean those fire dragons? How did she react when she saw the fire dragons?" Kaisen asked.

"She was very excited and grateful to me, and even held my hand," Hagrid said a little embarrassedly.

Kaisen clapped his hands vigorously: "No problem, Madame Maxime really likes you!"

Hagrid asked doubtfully, "Huh?"

"She knew that the first level was the fire dragon, but she still kept your appointment in the middle of the night. And when she saw the fire dragon, she took care of your feelings and pretended to be very excited. Doesn't this explain the problem?" Kaisen said with certainty.

"Uh... just because she agreed to my date request tonight? Is it that simple?" Hagrid said with some disbelief.

"Of course. If you don't believe me, ask Cedric. If he invites a strange girl to a midnight date, will they agree?"

"I agree." Pertia, who happened to be strolling in the alchemy office, was drafted by Kaisen. Then she looked at Cedric who invited her and quickly agreed.

Hagrid: "............"

Cedric: “.......................”

"This is a modeling problem. I'll find one with less sophisticated modeling." Kaisen teleported away awkwardly, and then he brought Ron over.

"Try asking a girl out at midnight," he whispered in Ron's ear.

"Um...where is the girl?" Ron looked at Hermione who was brought here with him, and then looked at Kaisen in confusion.

"..................Fucking idiot!" Kaisen sent Ron away with a dark face, then he used another matching method to let Cedric date Hermione. At least Hermione was not obsessed with looks.

As expected, Hermione rejected Cedric's application.

"See, that's it. If the girl doesn't like you, she won't agree to you inviting her, especially in the middle of the night." Kaisen looked at Hagrid again.

"But the first little witch............"

"That's an uncontrollable variable. We need to ignore it when we do the experiment." Kaisen said stubbornly.

"Oh... I almost understand." Hagrid nodded. "What you mean is that Madame Maxime also likes me, or at least doesn't hate me. Now my only task is to find another reason to invite her out and apologize to her."

Kaisen nodded, wanting to cry but unable to: "You finally understood!"

I have a stuffy nose, maybe I have a cold, please give me some gifts and buy some medicine [manual dog head]

Chapter 288 Alchemy Backpack

After Hagrid was sent away by Kaisen, the entire office finally calmed down again.

Under Kaisen's training and guidance, Cedric also got used to the presence of the two mechanical arms behind him.

Kaisen prepared a complete set of learning guides for it, from basic instructions to the delicate operation of the robotic arm.

until today.

Kaisen sat up from the bed in a daze. He glanced at the alarm clock and found that he was already about forty minutes late for the first class.

But he is not afraid because today is Sunday.

He sat up from the bed, poured a glass of whiskey into an ice glass, rinsed his mouth, and then spit it into the flowerpot beside him.

He then picked up a crystal ball from his desk and tapped it, and soon Cedric was in his office.

"I suddenly discovered something." Kaisen said.

"What?" Cedric asked in confusion.

"Remember the day I installed the robotic arm for you? Harry was a little upset at that time." Kaisen said as he took out something that looked like a motorized backpack from the corner of the desk.

"Yes, I can feel it very clearly... To be honest, I even saw the sparkle in Harry's eyes."

"So do you need me to find Harry and let you two... explain things to each other?" Cedric asked tentatively.

"Of course not. The one who needs to stop Harry from being jealous isn't me, but you. As the two of you, the champions of Hogwarts... Don't worry about the so-called trophy. You just need to know that no matter which of you wins..."

"That all belongs to Hogwarts, of course, provided you two don't fight among yourselves." Kaisen handed the backpack to Cedric, "And this is the gift you are going to give him."

"Professor, I think he might have some...emotions towards you as well." Cedric said a little bewilderedly.

"That's wrong. Harry's character is much more noble and righteous than you think." Kaisen patted Cedric on the shoulder and said.

"Then you don't need the professor anymore?" Cedric said.

"Go quickly." Kaisen suddenly said with a fierce face.

"Okay, Professor!" Cedric quickly put on his feet.

On the other side, Harry was receiving double special training from Lupin and Sirius in the Forbidden Forest.

The main purpose is to train some large-scale destructive killing spells that have nothing to do with emotions.

This is also thanks to the Black family's rich collection of books.

For example, the simple elemental magic and force field magic that are kept in the Black family's bottom box and usually no one sees, or the various variants of transfiguration.

Originally, the members of the Black family, including Sirius, were not interested in this kind of magic with high difficulty and low intensity. There were obviously purer black magic, which was less difficult and was a numerical spell. They simply looked down on those mechanical spells that required painstaking research on the mechanism.

But Harry couldn't do that now. He was still a clean little wizard. If he wanted to be white, he had to be completely white. How could he let a clean little wizard be stained with even a little bit of dirt?