Chapter 11 The Dinner Party Before Time (Ch 11)

Kaisen did not hide it. He used tiny redstone cubes to replicate the appearance of the Philosopher’s Stone in front of him, one by one, to create a [Pirated Philosopher’s Stone].

In his opinion, redstone, a substance that can be regarded as an endless source of energy, should not be much different from the Philosopher’s Stone. Although the effect is not as strong, at least the magic fluctuations it reveals are similar.

[Satisfaction from Dumbledore +10]

[Satisfaction from Dumbledore +10]

“I told you that you would not let down the position of professor of alchemy.” Dumbledore took the replica of the Philosopher’s Stone from Kaisen and said with a smile.

“Uh-huh, anything else?”

“Please help yourself.”

“Okay…to be honest I already regret it.” Kaisen said bitterly.

“What?”

“Upgrade the iron golem.”

“Oh…that’s true.” Dumbledore looked at the dark circles under Kaisen’s eyes and said with some amusement.

After leaving the office, Kaisen called Hagrid to continue their campus upgrade project.

Professor McGonagall, the instigator, was listening to jazz music leisurely in his office.

It has to be said that upgrading the stone statues into iron golems for Hogwarts is an extremely large project. After the entire Hogwarts is upgraded, it will be almost time for school to start.

On September 1st, Kaisen stood in his office which had been renovated long ago, humming a little tune and ironing the brand new wizard robe in front of him in a conceited manner.

After all, this was his first day as a professor, so a good image was essential. It was still half an hour before the little wizard arrived at Hogwarts.

There is plenty of time.

I polished my leather shoes until they were shiny, put on a new wizard robe, and looked at myself proudly in front of the mirror…but something was missing.

He looked down at his empty chest.

“It’s missing a brooch.”

It was easy for him.

A teardrop-shaped diamond half the size of his palm appeared in his hand.

With tiny gold and redstone cubes, the diamond was inlaid into a brooch that looked valuable.

After finishing everything, Kaisen came to the auditorium humming a little tune and saw Professor McGonagall who was directing the arrangements.

Professor McGonagall also saw him and looked at the brooch on his chest.

“Good taste.”

[Professor McGonagall’s impression +10]

Kaisen scratched his head. He never doubted his own taste, but why did Professor McGonagall go out of her way to favor him?

He looked at the diamond brooch on his chest. If he ignored the diamond, the remaining two colors were red and gold… exactly the colors of Gryffindor.

“Well, the case is solved.”

A person who has never been influenced by Gryffindor culture subconsciously chose the Gryffindor color scheme. Even if it was just the color scheme, it was enough to make the head of Gryffindor very happy.

“How can I help you, Professor McGonagall?” Kaysen asked.

“Not yet. Your most important task now is to prepare for your self-introduction… Don’t tell me you haven’t even prepared a script.” Professor McGonagall suddenly reacted halfway through her words… and asked with a gloomy face.

“No, no, no, of course this is ready, ready.”

Freed from Professor McGonagall’s murderous gaze, Kaisen regained his freedom and looked at Hagrid who was checking his equipment.

He was studying a lantern that was not very bright. Maybe it was because of the wick, or maybe the glass cover was dirty. Of course, the more likely possibility was that this kind of kerosene lamp only had such a low brightness.

“Hagrid, do you need help?” A fluorite cube slowly appeared in Kaisen’s hand. He then used a small iron cube to weave an iron chain and put the fluorite into it like a basketball bag.

“This one is much brighter.”

“I really don’t know how to thank you. This will help me a lot. Do you want to go out with me to pick up the little wizard?” Hagrid suggested as he carefully picked up the fluorite lamp.

Professor McGonagall, who was giving instructions, suddenly appeared between the two. “I’m sorry, Hagrid, but it’s not possible this year. Today is the most important day in Professor Kaysen’s career. He needs to remain respectable.”

Hagrid smiled awkwardly: “Yeah, I didn’t think about it.”

Kaisen also shrugged helplessly at Hagrid.

“Yeah, that’s it. I’ll wait for you here.”

“Yes.”

As Hagrid left the castle with the fluorite lamp, Mag also walked around Kaisen.

“Well, nice figure, it seems you are very concerned about today.”

[Trust from Professor McGonagall +10]

“Of course, of course.”

As the two were talking in the middle of the hall, the old students of Hogwarts had already walked into the hall and sat down at the long table of their own college.

“Go back to your seat, remember Kaisen, today is your most important day, keep your tone!”

“Of course… Professor McGonagall, to be honest you look a bit like my high school teacher.”

“How’s the teacher?” asked Professor McGonagall.

“I love my students like my own children. I like him very much.”

“Thanks.”

[Professor McGonagall’s impression +10]

On the other side…

“First-year wizards! Come this way!” Hagrid shouted, standing on a protruding stone.

“That’s Hagrid! Let’s go find him!” Harry pulled Ron over as soon as he saw Hagrid. When they got closer, Ron noticed the fluorite lamp in Hagrid’s hand that was emitting a gentle glow.

“Cool! I’ve never seen a light like this before.” Ron exclaimed.

“Haha, this was given to me by Kaisen, your alchemy professor. Believe me, you will be shocked when you see his alchemy!”

“Oh, by the way, Harry, and the Weasley rascals, where are you going to find a boat? Remember, a boat can only hold four people!”

“Of course! Hagrid.”

The two got on the boat, and soon two more little wizards arrived, one with a round face and a bit timid, named Neville Longbottom.

A witch with fluffy hair and a face that was a little pale from the cold, Hermione Granger.

“I’m sorry I just overheard you talking to that giant professor. I just heard, Professor Alchemy, do you know him?” Hermione asked curiously as soon as she got on the boat.

“Professor Kaysen…is a very nice and gentle person, and he really can make gold.” Harry looked up at the starry sky and recalled.

“Cough cough cough! What? Harry, what did you say?” Ron, who was looking at Hogwarts not far away and fantasizing about how he should live in the next seven years, suddenly couldn’t control his coughing and asked.

“He can conjure gold! And it’s real gold!” Harry said seriously.

“Oh my Merlin, oh my god, how rich must he be?” Ron said with his mouth wide open.