Chapter 35 Dinner Party (Ch 35)

“In that case, let them be.”

Kaisen left the headmaster’s office, and that sentence was Dumbledore’s answer.

In response, he also gave Dumbledore a subtle middle finger that slowly raised.

Let them be, it certainly sounds like Dumbledore’s character, let things take their own course, he has no problem with that.

He had no objection, but he also had his own little thoughts and plans.

Dumbledore controls the overall strategy. I respect his wisdom of more than a hundred years and do not refute him.

But he should also allow himself to take some small, harmless actions within a certain range.

It can also add obstacles to Quirrell’s mischief, so why not do it?

Even Dumbledore can’t stop this!

The last physical attack caused devastating damage to Quirrell. With Madam Pomfrey’s treatment, Quirrell was successfully discharged from the hospital in just a week.

This time, he decided to do something fancy.

But unfortunately, not now.

Because now he was busy organizing his seventh grade students to go to the European Alchemy Exchange Association’s dinner, and their thesis on iron golems came to fruition earlier than the fourth grade’s thesis on enchantment tables.

All the wizards who signed the paper were invited to attend tonight’s party, which was, of course, an awards ceremony for them.

At the edge of the Black Lake in the evening, Kaisen was wearing a water-blue wizard robe, which was actually shimmering with magical waves just like the surface of the water.

He was critically examining the dozen or so seventh-year wizards in front of him, even though they were no longer small.

“Casli, where is your brooch? And there is a thread on your sleeve. Please pull it off! After this party, you have to take a photo with me. This photo will be published in the next issue of the Alchemy Journal and the Daily Prophet. Please be patient.”

As Kaisen spoke, he handed a clever and elegant brooch that had appeared in his hand to Casli.

“Ah, it’s the professor!” Casli quickly pulled off the thread, then took the brooch with both hands and pinned it on her chest.

“Mars, look at your shoes. They are dull and lifeless. Is that right?”

“…Collar, Wright, if you feel uncomfortable with your collar like that, you can just turn it out. Your shirt and jacket can indeed be matched like that. Has no one seen you?”

After adjusting the attire of many young wizards, he looked at his watch again, raised his head and continued.

“I’m sorry that you’re already in the seventh grade. If you weren’t so pressed for time, I would let you study some more valuable topics, but you don’t have enough time.”

“I can only give you a somewhat crude alchemical creation like the Iron Golem as a gift for your seventh grade. However, your signature on this paper may make your future more promising.”

“Because I can only teach you for one year, I can only make up for it in this way. Now, take a deep breath. In one minute, you will be heading to the banquet hall of the Ministry of Magic, where the cutting-edge scholars of alchemy, reporters from the Daily Prophet, and high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic will be waiting for you.”

“Cheer up, ladies and gentlemen, for your own future.” Kaisen said in a deep voice.

“We will, professor.” I don’t know which sentimental wizard it was. Maybe he heard Kaisen worrying about their future, or maybe he was complaining about why he didn’t meet such a professor until the seventh grade.

In short, the little wizard’s voice had a rare hint of crying.

“Casli, please control your emotions. In order to give them a good impression later, do you need to put on some makeup?” Kaisen walked up to the witch named Casli and handed her a handkerchief.

Kasli shook her head, wiped her tears, and calmly put the handkerchief into her pocket.

“…As long as you are happy.” Kaisen witnessed this scene and shrugged helplessly.

Soon, the time came and Kaisen took out a pocket, where was a stack of door keys that had been mailed to him earlier.

“One per person, everyone, please mind your manners. This semester is almost over, and I can no longer teach you anything more. But fortunately, I can still help you with this party. Um… I can provide you with protection, or maybe I can say that.”

Kaisen distributed the portkeys one by one to Kasli. After taking the portkeys, the sentimental little witch suddenly gave Kaisen a hug.

“Okay, okay. I hope this makes you happy.” Kaisen patted the little witch’s back and comforted her.

“I will, Professor.”

Soon, one door key after another was handed to everyone. As the time reached that mark, all of them, including Kaisen, felt a strange spatial force pulling them.

Brought it to a huge and luxurious venue.

Kaisen had previously enchanted himself with the power of the Ender Pearl, and in those few short minutes, he teleported in his office more times than most people would in their entire lives, so when he appeared at the meeting place, he regained his composure almost instantly.

The students who followed him did not have his same concentration, but they all remembered what Kaisen said.

Keep the tone, keep the elegance.

Fortunately, none of them made a fool of themselves and they all did a great job.

Soon, Kaisen noticed several reporters with magic cameras hanging on their chests walking towards him, and he naturally waved to the students standing behind him.

Soon, a neat group photo appeared in the camera of one of the reporters.

“Excellent photography skills.” Kaisen looked at the dynamic photos taken by the reporter, and after making sure that everyone in the photos maintained their demeanor and did not have any small movements such as not opening their eyes, yawning, or being dazed, he sincerely extended his hand and shook hands with the reporter.

“Professor, what should we do next?” A student appeared calmly behind Kaisen and asked in a low voice.

“Remain calm and watch the situation unfold. Wait for me to subdue them!”

the next day……………..

Kaisen looked at the headline of the new issue of the Daily Prophet, and a photo of himself and his students was clearly posted on it.

The headlines praised himself and his students in a neat and elegant language.

Kaisen blushed when he read the words that were full of praise.

“Oh…I’m a little embarrassed.”