Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"Find an apprentice to help you control the temperature."

“I’m always alone.”

"I might have a solution... using redstone... Wait a minute, I'll come back and tell you when I've finished designing it."

[Snape's trust +10]

"Thank you." Snape put on a barely perceptible smile.

"And tell me your request as well."

"no problem."

Chapter 6: First Meeting Harry

Kaisen returned to the office with a piece of parchment containing Snape's needs.

As for his needs, it is nothing more than to make the temperature adjustable and controllable. In short, it is very simple.

All you need is a permanently burning flame, with baffles added on top, and the temperature of the flame can be controlled by adding or removing the baffles.

All it takes is an obsidian slab as a base, with a small redstone piston on top to create a flame damper to control the temperature...

Two hours later...

It's very simple.

Kaisen gripped the lever and watched the flames in front of him rise and weaken as the lever moved until there was a click.

...???

Isn't this a gas stove?

“...Fuck!”

Two days later.

This time, Kaisen made a high-end thing, a round plate that can be directly attached to the base of the crucible. Without a base, the temperature is directly controlled by magma blocks, which looks very high-end.

Not long after it was delivered to Snape's office by owl, the satisfaction score of 20 appeared.

"Life is not easy."

After delivering the high-end induction cooker by express, he still had to update the iron golem for Hogwarts. Now he increasingly suspected that Dumbledore had recruited him just to find a fool.

Until the evening...

After a busy day, Master Kaisen met Mr. Hagrid who was dressed neatly and ready to set off.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Hagrid turned around and said, "Go pick up Harry Potter! Oh my god, I can't believe it, he's already eleven years old. The last time I saw him, he was only...this big."

As he spoke, Hagrid used two fingers to indicate a small distance.

"Harry Potter? Can I go and see it? Of course, it's okay if you can't."

"Don't say that. Of course, get in the car. Let's go on the motorcycle."

Kaisen got on the motorcycle and asked: "Hogwarts also has a service to pick up young wizards? Or is it because of his fame?"

"Because Hogwarts sent Harry many acceptance letters without receiving a reply, Dumbledore asked me to go see him." Hagrid said as he walked into his hut, and soon came out carrying a cake box.

"Today is his birthday, so I felt it necessary to bring this to him. I hope he can save some space and eat my cake."

As he said this, he got on the motorcycle, and with a roar, the whole motorcycle rushed straight into the sky and flew towards a small island on the edge of the English coast.

"They live so remote?"

"That's not the case. We went to his house in Privet Drive before, but it was deserted. We tracked him down using tracking magic... maybe he was on vacation or something."

"OK."

When they were about halfway through the journey, it suddenly started to rain. Fortunately, one of them was wearing a fur coat and the other was wearing a tarpaulin cloak to cosplay as a wizard robe, so they were not afraid of the rain.

Even so, it was almost eleven o'clock when the two of them arrived on the island.

"Now? Won't it disturb their sleep?"

Kaisen asked as he looked at the tall tower in front of him that had no light at all.

"Relax, Kaisen, we will be very gentle and very careful. We will only give the cake to Harry and will not wake up anyone else." Hagrid said as he gently touched the flimsy wooden door handle with his hand.

Peng!

The dilapidated wooden door flipped directly inward and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah...oh, I didn't realize he was so weak." Hagrid said, looking back a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, this is the cake you brought for Harry. It would be more appropriate for you to hand it to him personally." After handing the cake to Hagrid, Kaisen walked straight into the door.

Harry Potter, who was awakened by the loud noise, and the Dursley family also looked at the two figures at the door.

A frighteningly handsome man with a pale face who looked like he might be cold, and a tall, burly guy behind him?

"You are?"

"Kasenhith, the one behind you is Rubeus Hagrid. We are from Hogwarts and are here to take Harry Potter away... Um, I'm sorry to wake you up so late at night. It's really just that this door is too flimsy."

"What is Hogwarts?" Mr. Dursley asked, although he already had a guess, and his hand moved calmly towards the shotgun in the corner.

"Hagrid should be the one to tell you this."

As Kaisen spoke, a fire cube immediately burned in his hand, emitting a warm glow, which made the poor man, who had been flying in the rain for more than three hours, feel a little better.

However, this scared the Dursley family into a corner, leaving only a skinny kid wearing glasses. He was dressed very thinly and had an expression of curiosity on his face.

Seeing this, Kaisen lit the extinguished fireplace next to him and said, "Warm up by the fire. You're wearing too little in this weather."

"My name is Harry Potter. Are you looking for me?" Harry nodded, sat down next to the fireplace, and asked carefully.

"My name is Kesenhis, yes."

"Then...why, and why can you conjure flames? What is this?"

"Magic, we are wizards, and so are you."

"wizard!"

"uh-huh."

"Then do you know my parents?"

"I'm sorry, I can't answer that for you. Did you see that big guy? He might know."

Compared to the warm fireplace on Kaysen's side, Hagrid on the other side was having a passionate confrontation with the Dursleys, including but not limited to making the Dursleys' son grow a pig's tail and violently bending the barrel of a shotgun.

She even took the time to turn around and hand him the cake box he had been holding.

"This is the cake Hagrid made for you... To be honest, we were worried that you would eat too much and have no stomach to enjoy this cake, but it seems... you are not living a very good life." Kaisen helped to take off the cake box, and then found that Hagrid forgot to prepare candles.

"Forget it, they are all little sticks on fire, that's enough." He snapped his fingers, and a torch that could not be any smaller appeared in his hand and was inserted into the cake.

"For me?" Harry said excitedly as he looked at the cake in front of him with his own...let's call it his name.

"Yes... Hagrid may not be well educated, but this is indeed your name... He should have told me when he made the cake, at least I could help him spell your name correctly." Kaisen touched his chin speechlessly and complained.

Harry could no longer hold it in, so he took a deep breath, and then Kaisen poked him in the face with his finger, and the air leaked out.

"Hagrid, it's time to blow out the candles." Kaisen shouted to Hagrid who was on the opposite line.

"Oh, here I come!" Hagrid simply abandoned the shivering Dursleys and smiled as if he was looking at flowers.

"Blow it."

call!

The torch was still burning with that brilliant flame, without even a flicker.

...In short...it's very disrespectful.

Chapter 7 Diagon Alley

The three of them looked at each other.

"It's a magic flame after all, so use a little force." Kaisen said.

"OK...Huh!" Harry blew a breath hard.

Kaisen quickly pulled out the torch and replaced it with a small wooden stick.

The three of them looked at each other again.

Making love!

This is the sound of applause celebrating Harry's birthday.

Let him enjoy the cake, while Kaysen stood up and walked towards the Dursleys who were shivering in the corner.

The four of them looked at each other again...

"I just heard you arguing with Hagrid, saying that Dumbledore handed Harry to you without saying anything. Was there anyone else besides Harry himself?"

Mr. Dursley used his fat body to block his son and his wife Petunia and shook his head vigorously.

"What about child support?"

"nor."

"This is indeed Dumbledore's inconsiderateness..." He turned around and glanced at Harry who was eating cake with tears in his eyes.

"I think this child support should be able to exchange for the eleven years you raised Harry. After all, no matter how much more... I don't think you have given much for him materially, and of course I don't think you have given much emotionally either. Forgive my language, but this is the fact." As Kaisen said this, a gold cube weighing nearly one kilogram suddenly appeared in his hand.

He put it on the ground. To be honest, he really didn't understand the price of gold these days. After all, gold was really useless to him.

"You're too kind to them." Hagrid complained after witnessing all this.

"What else? Did a curse kill their whole family here?"

"No, no, no, that's not the case."

"If you can't eat, don't eat. Put on your clothes and leave here." Kaisen put his hood back on and said to Harry.

"This is all I have on, just put on your shoes." Harry said as he wiped the cream off his face.