Chapter 36 Decisive Battle! (Ch 36)

It had been a while since the last alchemy party, and almost the entire Hogwarts envied the seventh-year alchemists who had been in the spotlight.

But behind the excitement, there are always people who notice something else, such as Harry.

He noticed this since the day they went to Professor Kaysen’s office and learned that the real dark wizard hidden in Hogwarts was the timid Professor Quirrell.

As long as Professor Kaisen and Professor Quirrell were in the same space, that strange smell of gunpowder would always fill their noses.

I don’t know why, maybe it was just his illusion.

“I always feel that Professor Kaysen is looking for trouble with Quirrell, all the time, as long as they are together.” In the library, Harry whispered to the four friends around him.

“Of course. A powerful wizard like Professor Kaisen who hates evil and hates evil naturally has no good attitude towards dark wizards. This is normal.”

Neville echoed.

“Everyone understands this principle. I just think that Professor Kaysen, an alchemist, is targeting Quirrell, a dark wizard, what if one day Quirrell can’t bear it anymore and assassinates Professor Kaysen?” Hermione responded while writing her paper.

“Professor Kaisen is very powerful. He can blow up that giant monster with just one move. Didn’t you see it that day? The whole wall was blown up!” Neville retorted immediately when he heard that Kaisen’s fighting ability was underestimated.

“Of course, I’m not saying that Professor Kaysen isn’t powerful enough, but what if Professor Quirrell has a more vicious curse, dark magic or something like that?” Hermione retorted.

“Well, actually Professor Kaysen also knows dark magic. He rescued Hagrid who was entangled by dark wizards in Knockturn Alley. At that time, he used a skull magic to kill the three dark wizards.” Harry added.

“That’s not dark magic. How could Professor Kaysen use dark magic?”

“But it’s a skeleton.”

“That’s not black magic either.”

Harry looked at the stubborn Neville and lost his temper. He didn’t know how to refute him.

“Um… I remember that the first thing we talked about was Professor Kaysen picking a fight with Quirrell. How did we end up talking about the dark arts?” Ron suddenly joined the group chat and asked in confusion.

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Kaisen, one of the parties involved, was completely unaware of the whispered argument in the library, but he was able to quickly answer their questions.

Because during a lunch in the auditorium, when Professor Quirrell finished his meal and was about to leave, Kaisen stood up at the same time.

The two of them bumped into each other head-on. Kaisen was fine, but Quirrell was thrown to the ground.

At that moment, his defense finally broke down. Not long ago, this well-dressed Professor Kaisen in front of him was quite friendly to him in the professors’ lounge.

Why? Since that Halloween, Kaisen seemed to have suddenly become a different person. Or rather, it cannot be said that he had become a different person. He was so friendly to other professors and young wizards, even Hagrid and Filch.

Only to myself…

Quirrell angrily pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, so fast that even Voldemort behind his head didn’t react.

“I want to duel with you!”

Kaisen tilted his head and reached out to take the handkerchief that was flying slowly towards him.

“Tell me a time.”

“Tonight, in the Great Hall, I will defeat you in front of everyone!” Quirrell roared, and Voldemort behind his head rarely stopped him, as if he was also happy to see it happen and wanted to use Quirrell to test the level of this emerging alchemy professor.

“Are you not stuttering at this time? It’s up to you. When you set up the ring, remember to send someone to find me.” Kaisen put the handkerchief in his pocket and said casually.

“Hmph! Dumbledore, I, I’d like to ask you to come, to be the notary for this, duel.” Quirrell reacted, quickly stopped stuttering, and looked eagerly at Dumbledore who was drinking a glass of lemonade.

“Oh… in that case, of course, no problem.” Dumbledore agreed readily.

“In the evening auditorium, before dinner, I’ll wait for you here… here!” Quirrell looked at Kaisen with red eyes and said viciously.

“uh-huh.”

Kaisen shrugged, as if completely ignoring Quirrell’s strange cry. He was wondering whether he should give Quirrell a little shock to his quality.

But in the end he didn’t say anything. After all, there were so many little wizards here, and it would be bad if he taught them bad things.

But even if I don’t curse, I still have to take the necessary actions.

Kaisen acted with lightning speed, and his momentum rose from bottom to top like Mount Everest suddenly appearing between the worlds.

He raised a slender, straight middle finger.

Then Kaisen turned around and left the auditorium with satisfaction.

The little episode in the auditorium ended quickly, and Quirrell rushed back to his Defense Against the Dark Arts office, still furious.

“I may have thought there would be such a day, but I never thought it would come so soon, really.” Neville muttered incoherently, with half a piece of bread in his mouth.

“No, I have to go to Professor Kaysen’s office!” Harry only thought for two and a half seconds in his seat, then he quickly stood up and ran towards the stairwell on the side of the auditorium.

“Hey, wait for us!” Neville quickly threw down half a piece of bread. Hermione speechlessly picked up the memory ball and the homework that Neville had left on the table.

The last one was Ron, who was holding two fried chicken legs. He said that he was afraid that Professor Kaisen was not full, so he brought some special food for Professor Kaisen.

If he hadn’t already taken two bites of the chicken legs.

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After the four little wizards arrived at Kaisen’s office, they were embarrassed to find that… the office was already crowded, and even outside was full of people. The entire corridor was filled with little wizards above the third grade.

The young wizards from the four major academies have never worked so hard in one direction like they do here.

Ron also spotted his two twin brothers at the door.

“Professor Kaisen! Professor! As long as you say so, we will ensure that Quirrell will not be able to leave the office!” One of the twins shouted loudly.

“Professor! You two are so bad! Look at me, I know the dark arts!”

“Professor Kaisen, I, I used my alchemical hands to make a big treasure, and I guarantee that it will give Quirrell an awesome alchemical shock!”

“Kaysen Church…”

“Professor Kaisen!!!”

“…Uh…can we still squeeze in here?” Ron wiped his greasy mouth and said with his eyes twitching uncontrollably.