Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

But Lester was different. He looked at Fudge who was smiling, and then at Dumbledore who was smiling. He really didn't know what these two big guys were thinking.

Fortunately, someone gave me a book called "One Hundred Tricks in the Workplace" last Christmas. The book said that in this situation, the leader probably wanted to admit defeat but was embarrassed to do so.

In that case, I'll help you admit your mistake.

"I have no opinion."

In an instant, Fudge's face turned red.

In the corner, Kaisen pounded his heart hard and pointed at Lester. His eyes were bright and scary, as if to say, "Being brothers is in the heart."

"It seems that Leicester has made his choice. Let's go, Kaisen." Dumbledore stood up leisurely.

"Well, you always win that one... Where are you taking him?" Fudge said helplessly, leaning back in his chair, having lost all his strength and means.

"The alchemy professor at Hogwarts resigned some time ago. I think it would be okay for a natural alchemist to teach alchemy to young wizards."

Kaisen, who also stood up, froze in an instant with his cheerful steps.

He knows his own business. This is purely a cheat code from MC. There is no problem for him to cosplay Tumu, but asking him to cosplay Alchemy Professor...

What kind of alchemy is this?

He looked at Dumbledore, his eyes frighteningly dull, as if to say, "Me? Alchemy Professor? Is this really possible?"

Dumbledore nodded kindly, as if to say, "Of course."

The moment they walked out of Fudge's office, they heard Fudge's angry roar.

"It seems our Minister doesn't want you to leave just like that."

Kaisen nodded: "I can see it, and I can hear it."

As he spoke, an obsidian cube appeared in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it blocked the door of his office tightly.

Dumbledore watched the scene with a smile on his face, and put his ear to the obsidian pillar. He nodded in satisfaction only after hearing the crisp sound of a head hitting the obsidian.

"Alright, our future alchemy professor, come here."

Kaisen walked over with his head held high. Dumbledore put his hand on his shoulder, and then there was a roar accompanied by a dizzy feeling coming from all directions.

"This is Hogwarts, where you will live and work from now on."

Dumbledore supported the dazed Kaisen and slowly walked towards the castle.

The summer breeze blowing on the two of them was indescribably comfortable.

The entire castle, inside and outside, was filled with the laughter of the little wizards. Perhaps as long as they could endure these few days, they would be able to enjoy a two-month long vacation, and they would have to wait until September 1st, two months later, to return again.

Kaisen just followed Dumbledore all the way, not hearing anything he said, his eyes fixed on Hogwarts.

Until Dumbledore ran into someone he knew.

The scene was very similar to when a parent takes his child home from school, meets a good friend, and starts chatting about family matters on the street.

The child who was in a hurry to go home looked at the stairs in the corner. It was moving and looked very impressive.

Then Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall heard a scream.

The two of them turned around hurriedly and saw the stairs that had just changed direction, and heard a series of thudding sounds.

Soon they saw Kaisen jumping and releasing blocks under his feet until he climbed up again.

"The staircase at Hogwarts... has a lot of character."

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say, and it was finally the former who broke the tense atmosphere.

"This is the new Alchemy Professor I found for Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, then at Kaisen, who had destroyed all the blocks he had just put together in the blink of an eye.

"I think he's more like the Transfiguration Professor. At least he looks like one."

"Yeah, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed, such as interviews."

"Then I'll go greet them."

Kaisen suddenly turned around and said, "Huh? What interview? Oh, sir, I forgot to tell you something."

"what?"

"I don't know alchemy."

"That's because you think you don't know alchemy. Converting magic power into real matter is the true meaning of alchemy. It's like building a house. Normal people start from the foundation and end with the roof, but you already have a house. You just need to explore the structure of this house." Dumbledore explained patiently.

"...Then alchemy has to be used for something, right? What do I teach students? Decoration?"

"Kasen, believe me, if you can control the transformation of matter, you can control its composition, just like turning wooden blocks into floors. Perhaps you can give it a try. See this feather? Wrap it with plants."

Dumbledore pulled out a long, fiery red feather and handed it over.

And Kaisen took it.

"pack?"

"You can use any plant, or other substances."

"OK."

He pinched the feather, and the next moment countless rose vines appeared in his hand and wrapped around the feather, eventually tightening and solidifying into a thirteen-inch...

"This is the creation of alchemy, the magic wand. Wave it and give it a try." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Kaisen waved the magic wand casually, and blocks of pixels were drawn out, which disappeared in a flash like fireworks.

"Is this it?"

"Hmm." Dumbledore nodded and walked briskly in front, with a sly smile on his face as if... he had found another great enemy for Hogwarts.

After all, hiring a proper alchemist as a professor would require a conservative salary of over 3,000 Galleons a year, which is only higher than Snape's salary.

But an alchemist and magic novice who has just entered the magical world is not easy to deceive... easy to frame... and kindly makes selfless contributions to Hogwarts.

Delicious.

Chapter 3 Iron Golem

[Satisfaction from Dumbledore +10]

[Satisfaction from Dumbledore +10]

[Dumbledore's Favorability +10]

Kaisen walked behind with his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Soon, the two came to an empty classroom.

Dumbledore sat in the center, with Professor McGonagall, whom he had met once, and a slicked-back professor, Snape, whom he also knew.

The other two were a dwarf and a kind lady, whom he did not recognize.

The slicked-haired professor glanced over casually and said, "What a fuss! I thought you had called Ollivander over."

Hiss...what a powerful attack power.

Kaisen swallowed and sat down at a seat opposite, where a form was spread out and there was a feather pen.

姓名...

Kaysenhis.

gender...

Man.

age...

25.

Education...

Department of Civil Engineering, University of Manchester.

Why do I feel ashamed for no reason?

Specializing in Magic...

Alchemy, Transfiguration, and Conjuration.

The last one was that he obeyed Dumbledore's advice...

After handing over the form, he leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling...

The colors of the ceiling and walls of this classroom do not match each other. If I were to design it myself, I should use spruce boards, which not only match the colors well but also look elegant and solemn.

And on the other side...

"Mr. Heath..." Snape asked, staring at the form in front of him.

"...Mr. Heath?"

"Kasenhis!"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Kaisen, who was studying the ceiling, came back to his senses and looked at the greasy-haired professor who was asking him questions.

"Would you mind demonstrating your alchemy skills?"

"What do you need to show? I mean how should I show it."

"The most basic thing is, how about material conversion? After all, other than a one-year position, I don't want my colleague to be a fool or a liar."

Kaisen nodded in agreement. After all, to be honest, he was just a fool and a liar. If Dumbledore hadn't called him over, he wouldn't have come to this classroom.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to get this so-called professor job, but he has a clear understanding of his own level, and doing decoration himself is a dimensionality reduction attack.

Alchemy? What is that?

The four professors looked at this nod that almost amounted to an acknowledgment, their strange gazes simultaneously falling on Dumbledore. He could only say awkwardly, "Feel free to show me anything you want. It's best if it's something magical."

"alright."

The next moment, a block of iron suddenly appeared in his hand, followed by four dong dong dong sounds, and a T-shaped steel frame was placed up.

"It's not Transfiguration," Professor McGonagall explained.