Chapter 92 The Pain of Working on Time (Ch 92)

“Yeah, I agree.”

Dumbledore took a tactical sip of his cappuccino.

“You are really…honest.”

“This is my advantage. The next problem is that this Ender Pearl is only useful to me. Others cannot use it.”

“…………”

Dumbledore glanced at Kaysen.

“You’re not going to use me as an experiment, are you?”

“Are you going to let me use the little wizard for experiments?”

“…All right.”

Dumbledore finally sighed helplessly.

For the rest of the night, the two of them kept holding an ender pearl and trying various methods to change its teleportation judgment, including but not limited to enchantment, anvil, curse, until finally Kaisen decided to copy the concept from an old fantasy novel with a try-it attitude.

Blood oath…successful.

“So the two of us wasted a whole night in the office on such a simple thing.” Dumbledore said helplessly.

“What the hell… I don’t think you should say this…” Kaisen said unhappily as he poured recovery potion into his mouth.

Dumbledore smiled and said, “Looking at you, maybe we need to add a lot of sponge mats in one of the rooms to prevent them from getting hurt.”

“I can also shrink this device so that they can teleport directly to their beds, as long as the movements of their petrification are not too abstract,” Kaisen reminded.

“Then I’ll trouble you. Make a sample first. We need to demonstrate it to the little wizards.”

“We also need to make glasses that are elegant and good-looking enough… As the headmaster, you don’t usually come into contact with them. A little wizard who loves beauty will not wear ugly glasses that will reduce their charm even if they have to endure the threat of death.”

“Then this matter……”

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Kaisen said, “I’ll leave this matter to you. I hope you can use alchemy to make glasses that they like. After all, glasses made with transformation magic can easily repel the later enchantment magic.”

“No, no, no, I don’t know shit about alchemy.”

“Dumbledore, do you have the heart to exploit a poor professor who has devoted all his efforts to education?”

“Oh… okay.”

After receiving Dumbledore’s reply, Kaisen quickly teleported back to his office, and during the trip he went to Professor McGonagall to get a student form.

All the students plus the professors…to be honest, it’s a bit inhumane to make so many teleportation devices.

As he was thinking about it, he saw two mysterious puppets playing and fighting next to the desk.

“……….!”

In the evening, Kaisen came to the castle hall staggeringly with an opaque thermos in his hand. Almost all the young wizards gathered there. Dumbledore, the only one in the castle who was an expert in alchemy besides Kaisen, was already waving the tools on the alchemy table, producing sparks.

After making a pair of glasses, he quickly said, “Next!”

Kaisen stood slowly behind Dumbledore, admiring with Snape the sight of Dumbledore wishing he could grow a third hand.

“This is a pretty good scene, isn’t it? As a member of Hogwarts, I’m happy to see our great Headmaster Dumbledore regain the energy of young people.” Snape commented with a sneer.

“Severus, if you really have nothing to do, could you please stop making sarcastic remarks? There are so many little wizards here that even the house-elves can’t get in. If possible, please get me something to drink.” Dumbledore said while operating the alchemy table.

“Oh… yes.” Snape looked at the thermos in Kaisen’s hand.

“Do you dislike him?”

“Uh…no.” Kaisen subconsciously wanted to refuse, but soon he thought of something interesting and naturally handed the thermos to Snape.

Snape handed it over to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore unscrewed the lid and took a sip, then he was silent for a while. After a long time, he snapped his fingers, and the liquid in the thermos instantly burned with a light blue flame.

“……..”

He looked back and saw that it was true.

“Coming?”

“No, you may not believe it, but I just happen to look like Professor Kaisen. I am his younger brother and I don’t know alchemy at all.”

“……..”

“Okay, let me show the little wizards how to use the teleportation machine.” Almost instantly, a pair of glasses was rubbed out by Kaisen’s hands. After enchanting them with magic, he stood on the platform.

“Students, has Headmaster Dumbledore told you the purpose of your visit? A basilisk is lurking in the shadow of Hogwarts Castle, and this pair of glasses is an important item that will allow you to survive when you encounter the basilisk. There is also a small item that goes with it.”

He glanced at the young wizards under the stage and said, “Mr. Morgan, come up and cooperate with me.”

Morgan quickly climbed up to the platform, “My pleasure, Professor.”

“Come, I need a drop of your blood.”

Morgan nodded, without taking out his wand, he just rubbed his fingers, and a subtle cutting spell cut a tiny wound. After smearing the blood on the ender pearl, he chanted a counter spell, and in the blink of an eye the wound healed as before.

“Be afraid, kids. Everyone of you needs to take this step, unless you happen to have a nosebleed today.” Kaisen placed the Ender Pearl that recognized Morgan as its master into the bubbling water, then took out the glasses he had rubbed with his hands before and handed them to Snape.

“Please make a double copy.”

Soon a pair of original glasses and a copy of the glasses appeared in Kaisen’s hands, and he put the copy of the glasses into the box of the transporter.

“This pair of glasses has been cast with a compound spell that will absorb the basilisk’s death gaze and reduce the spell of immediate death to a reversible petrification effect. Please give a round of applause to the Weasley twins. One of the spells was invented by them, although it was for night travel.”

“The other magic is to make it absorb the black magic and then break. At the same time, the replica glasses in the box will break synchronously. In this way, the machine will know that you are in danger and smash the ender pearl that recognizes you as its master.”

“Those of you who have been petrified will be teleported back by the broken ender pearls. Do you understand?”

The young wizards below the stage nodded in sync.

“Very good, let’s give it a try.”

Kaisen placed Morgan’s machine casually in the corner, and then cast a black magic directly on the glasses.

“Forehead!”

“Very good…it may hurt a little, but you should all be petrified at that time, so you can’t feel it. Now, the little wizards who have finished making their own glasses, come to me, and I will adjust the machine and enchant the glasses for you.”

After Kaisen finished speaking, he set up a small table in the auditorium and began his hard work.