Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

So these two young wizards, who had almost exhausted all their efforts, rushed to the Black family library and found a large number of hidden spells.

However, just as the three of them were training in full swing in the Forbidden Forest, Cedric came over carrying an alchemical backpack that was not very big in the strict sense.

This isn't even an alchemy backpack; it can be considered an alchemy vest, just a bit heavy at best.

"Cedric? Why...are you here?" Harry asked in confusion when he saw the person coming.

The latter scratched the back of his head awkwardly and said, "Professor Kaisen seems to have been in a bad mood these past few days."

"No, I've always been in a good mood." Harry was a little embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed, but he still chose to maintain his youthful self-esteem and chose to be stubborn.

"I'm sorry, you couldn't hide it from Professor Kaisen. He felt that you were in a bad mood, so he made a gift for you. He spent a long time on it and didn't sleep for the past few days." Cedric said as he raised the alchemy backpack in his hand.

"This is a gift he made for you. I don't know what it's for."

Harry pursed his lips and took the alchemy backpack: "Thank you."

"Hmm." Cedric smiled and was about to leave without saying anything.

Although he did not follow Kaisen's original script at all, it can be said that Cedric screwed Kaisen in this regard.

The three people who watched Cedric leave also slowly changed the topic of conversation: "Based on my understanding of Kaisen, he has been working on this backpack for several days without sleeping? You can't fool a fool like this." Sirius commented sharply.

"Indeed," agreed Lupin.

"I think what we need now is not agreement, but another point of view." Sirius said speechlessly.

"Based on my impression of Cedric, he must have sensed your different emotions, so he made this alchemical backpack himself to give to you... Of course, he might have been embarrassed, so he lied and said it was Kaisen who gave it to you."

"After all, in other words...does Kaisen have that kind of emotional intelligence?" Lupin spread his hands and said casually.

"Oh... um... that's true." Harry and Sirius couldn't help but nodded. After all, the so-called emotional intelligence...

For someone like Kaisen, whose emotional intelligence fluctuates, it is indeed not very useful as a reference.

After the three of them reached a consensus on this matter, they decisively chose to experiment to see what the alchemy backpack was actually used for.

After everyone helped Harry put on the backpack, Harry saw a light screen light up on the silver mark on his wrist.

"Wow, this might really be a gift from Professor Kaysen..." Harry murmured softly.

"What?" Lupin asked in confusion.

"Oh, nothing." Harry shook his head and casually pressed one of the buttons on the light curtain. Well, there were only two buttons on the entire light curtain.

He pressed the blue one, and the next moment a shimmering shield appeared around him.

Sirius casually threw a stream of his magic power at the shield, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.

"What a strong shield... Let me give it a try." Sirius, unconvinced, used the strongest attack spell he knew.

This time the shield finally responded. Although it was just a little red, it was indeed obvious that the shield was extremely powerful.

Harry pressed the blue button again, causing the shield to disappear, and pressed the red button instead.

call out..................

"Where's Harry?" Sirius looked up at the sky in confusion.

"Obviously... flew."

Chapter 289: Dishonest Dumbledore

On the other side, Cedric returned to the castle and did not choose to go back to the alchemy office to report, but chose to go to the library to study on his own for a while.

After all, he was so bold as to tamper with the master's order and just go back like that. How bold must he be?

Until now, Kaisen would let his classmates study on their own halfway through class, while he would sit in the corner of the classroom and drink a cup of oolong tea quietly by himself.

Like him, not only he had no interest in continuing the class, but the little wizards below also had the same feeling, because after this class was over, the Triwizard Tournament would really begin.

"Professor, who do you think will win in the end?" One of the little wizards sitting below suddenly raised his hand and asked.

"Glory to Hogwarts." Kaisen just responded casually.

"....Should we get excited now?" suddenly a little wizard spoke up.

"No, no, no, that's stupid, leave it at that."

The class ended quickly, and Kaisen barely stayed in the classroom for a second before going to the auditorium to wait for lunch.

After lunch, the Triwizard Tournament will begin.

In Kaisen's eyes, Quidditch wasn't as good as the sausages sold on the street, but the Triwizard Tournament was different. Which was more interesting, watching a few broomsticks flying around in the sky or watching beasts fighting?

It must be the latter.

So this time, Kaisen burst out with a passion that was not supposed to be shown by someone like him, and waited excitedly for the Triwizard Tournament.

Soon, lunch arrived.

The main course is Kaisen's favorite boiled lamb chops with chives. Although I don't know if this dish is authentic in the eyes of old England, it is definitely awesome for Kaisen.

After eating and drinking his fill, he leaned back in his chair, patting his belly with his hands from time to time, making the sound of a seal courting.

After a while, the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament were called up and walked out of the auditorium.

Cedric quickly opened his hands like a Y and greeted Kaisen, who raised his eyebrows.

Harry, on the other hand, was covered by the thin alchemical backpack and a wizard cloak. He also wanted to cheer for himself as loudly as Cedric did, like a Y.

But I always feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, Kaisen didn't let Harry continue to waste time. He appeared beside him and knocked on the backpack behind him with his knuckles: "You may not be allowed to carry this thing into the Triwizard Tournament."

"Ah...what should I do then?" Harry said at a loss.

"You can go in in batches... and I still think that the best way to get familiar with a new piece of equipment is to practice it, rather than looking for some so-called instruction manual." Kaisen said as he helped take off Harry's backpack: "Have you ever tried pressing both buttons at the same time?"

Harry looked up at Kaisen in surprise: "Press it together?"

"Have you never tried it?" Kaisen put the alchemy backpack aside, then pressed the two void buttons on Harry's wrist for him.

The next moment, the alchemical backpack automatically flew towards Harry and stuck tightly to his body. At this moment, it didn't sound like a backpack, but more like... a suit of armor.

"And then I press it twice more?" Harry ventured.

"Obviously." Kaisen nodded.

Harry tried it, and instantly the armor receded like the tide, returning to its backpack form.

"Poor Cedric, you have such a clever idea to make these for you, can't you experiment with it a little more?" Kaisen said speechlessly.

"But Professor, didn't you do this?" Harry asked.

"Well, I don't have the time." Kaisen said casually, spreading his hands.

"Okay, Professor." Harry gave a silent smile and strode outside.

"What are you guys doing hiding there!" After watching Harry leave, Kaisen looked at the three little wizards who had been watching him in the corner.

"Well, I think listening to you guys talking is quite disrespectful of privacy... isn't it?" Hermione said shyly.

"Okay... the other heroes have someone to accompany them to cheer them on. Do you think it's okay to let Harry go alone?" Kaisen said.

"You're right, professor." The three little ones nodded and ran outside quickly.

And Kaisen naturally found his dining partner, Professor Sprout, whom he had not found for a long time.

Some time ago, he went to Professor Sprout's office for a stroll and tasted some dried fish that Professor Sprout had fried himself...

I fell in love with it at once.

This time, behind Professor Sprout was floating nearly a whole sack of dried fish, various dried fruits, dried meats and drinks as he walked towards him.

"Dean, how can I live without you!" Kaisen said with an extremely relaxed smile.

"I'm sure you can do well on your own. We Hufflepuffs all have good cooking skills." Professor Sprout said kindly.

"I suddenly discovered a problem... Professor, why do you call Professor Sprout the Dean, while other professors are just called their names with "Professor"? " A second-year wizard came over and asked curiously.

"Because I'm from Hufflepuff." Kaisen said with a smile.

"But I heard from my sister that you are not an apprentice wizard? The kind that has never been to Hogwarts." The little wizard asked cutely.

"Who says you can't be sorted if you haven't attended Hogwarts?" Kaisen asked back.

"Oh... Professor, you are so tall, will it be uncomfortable for you to sit on such a small stool?" The little wizard asked an anxious question.

"Actually...that's it." Kaisen shrugged and said casually.

Soon, almost all the little wizards came to the stands, and Kaisen and his snack-eating partner also sat in a corner of the stands. The two of them ate snacks while watching the game.

"Do you think there is something fishy going on in this competition? Kaisen," Professor Sprout asked.

"Huh? Why are you asking me?" Kaisen asked puzzledly.

"Because Dumbledore always has things for you young people to do, you, Severus, and he doesn't want to talk to us older people. Maybe he thinks you are energetic and you always know more." Professor Sprout said.

"Oh..." Kaisen raised his eyebrows and looked at Karkaroff sitting on the judges' table with a gloomy gaze: "If you insist... yes."

"I knew Dumbledore would never be that honest," Professor Sprout said with a smile.

I adore Saorui. I won’t write about math or update today. I adore Saorui!

Chapter 290 Killing the Competition!

soon..........

At least it looked fast, because Kaisen did nothing but sit in the stands and eat snacks.

He knew nothing about the drawing of lots in the stands and the fact that Lupin and his colleagues were busy all the time.

So in his eyes, a dragon and a contestant quickly arrived on the field.

An unknown dragon and a known person, Krum.

Kaisen ate while watching Krum fighting the beast. To be honest, in a sense, it was not as exciting as watching Neos, who had already died, beating the dragon with his fists.

Because for Krum, his magical performance is really not that good.

Of course, I'm just saying it doesn't look good. Basically, the magic wand is just waved a few times, and then the dragon suddenly gets a small wound somewhere. There is no such thrilling feeling as punching the dragon in the flesh.