Hogwarts: I rely on MC to pretend to be an alchemy professor

"Wow! I was wrong! I won't talk big in the newspaper anymore, seriously!"

Rita Skeeter, who was almost suffocated by the mud in the rain, lay in the mud and cried, while Kaysen put away the shovel and left the quiet grove in the blink of an eye.

Anyway, that Skeeter didn't see his face clearly when his head was blown up by a baseball bat, so he shouldn't report it to the Ministry of Magic...

Probably...

Back in Hogwarts, Kaysen shook his raincoat and came to Dumbledore's office, and put the office expansion application form he had prepared early on on Dumbledore's desk.

"That Rita Skeeter?"

"At least she should be much quieter in the near future."

"Yeah." Dumbledore nodded and signed his name on the form.

"Do you need me to find a construction team for you?"

"No, I can do it myself." Kaysen said.

"By the way, the building you expand needs to conform to the style of Hogwarts, the kind with black brick walls."

"Don't worry about that, I'm a professional."

"This is the best."

Kaysen returned to his office, humming a song, took out the parchment and began to design his new office, maybe...

Knock knock knock...

"Come in!"

"Professor? Your office?" Neville walked in first, followed by Harry and the others.

Kaysen put away the parchment he had just sketched, and took out the teapot instead.

Neville was wearing the memory bracelet he had given him, and Ron, who had been sitting on the sofa and showing off his snacks, also put on his new robe.

But Neville on the other side looked at Kaisen with a little aggrieved look.

First of all, the wizard robe he gave was not worn by Professor Kaisen, and he said at Longbottom Manor that he wanted to expand his office...

Well... at least he didn't see this office expand by even one square meter.

A feeling called grievance suddenly choked his throat.

"Uh...Neville, what are you thinking about? Your face is wrinkled."

"Professor, didn't you say you were going to expand your office during the summer vacation?"

"Unfortunately, I'm a bit of a procrastinator, and I'm still in the sketching stage." Kaysen looked at the sensitive little wizard in front of him and quickly took out his design sketch and put it on the desk.

"Then the new robe I gave you..."

"I just went out and it's raining outside. You can't let me get the new robe dirty, right?"

Kaysen showed his language skills for a while before finally convincing Neville that he didn't dislike the robe he gave him, nor did he want to stay at Longbottom Manor for a night.

Of course, he really didn't like sleeping in a territory that didn't belong to him, and he always felt weird, but he couldn't say it. What if Neville dropped a little pearl?

He still had to coax it himself.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you four little guys?" Kaysen asked.

"Professor, do you know Nicolas Flamel?" Hermione asked.

"Nico Flamel? I remember the textbook I gave you didn't have this name?" Kaisen scratched his head. Indeed, the textbook he gave Hermione was just an enlightenment textbook.

There were only general theories and a few interesting alchemical experiments in it.

It was not the time for Nicolas Flamel to appear.

"I didn't see it in that book." Hermione shook her head.

"I should ask all the questions in one go next time. Where did you see this name?" Kaisen sighed.

The four children looked at each other: "From Hagrid."

"Hagrid, oh, by the way, did you go to Hagrid's new home? How was it? Do you know who built that house for him? Forget it, you probably can't guess, it's me. Before I became a professor at Hogwarts, I was a very good whole house customization practitioner, that is, decoration..."

"Professor, please don't change the subject." Hermione sighed. She looked at the professor in front of her who was very unfamiliar with the topic. I didn't know why, and suddenly felt that he was an eleven-year-old first-grade wizard.

And in her opinion, Professor Kaysen's ability to change the subject and lie is not as good as Harry's, who deceived Professor McGonagall [I really finished my paper, but I just forgot to bring it].

"Well, Nicolas Flamel is a very powerful alchemist. He made the only Philosopher's Stone in the world. He also used this Philosopher's Stone to make the Elixir of Life. It is said that he has lived for more than 600 years, nearly 700 years... Don't you collect Chocolate Frog cards?"

Kaysen leaned back in his chair with his hands crossed on his stomach, and said with a bit of a sloppy look.

"In that case, the one hidden under the trapdoor should be the so-called Philosopher's Stone." Hermione said seriously, which made Kaysen want to laugh.

How should he politely tell them that the so-called Philosopher's Stone is actually red stone, and he gave them one each.

But there are more important things than this little idea.

For example...

"Are you still tracking the trapdoor? Or are you still tracking Quirrell?"

"Uh..."

"Um........."

"What........."

"Professor, do you have any black tea here........."

"Okay, what did you find?" Kaisen asked with a sigh of relief.

"When we had tea with Hagrid before, we accidentally let slip that Quirrell was a dark wizard. Hagrid didn't believe it, so Harry got angry and said that Quirrell was not only a dark wizard, but also wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone in the corridor on the fourth floor."

"Then Hagrid said a lot and hurriedly drove us out. When he was in a panic, he also talked about Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel's plan, and then... um, Nicolas Flamel." Hermione shrugged and said speechlessly.

"Hagrid... Then, now that you know what's hidden in there, do you have any plans?" Kaisen sighed.

"Why do you listen to our plan?"

"Listen to your plan, and then make a corresponding plan to reversely destroy your plan."

"Is that right?" Hermione said with a broken expression.

"Then will you tell me?"

The four little ones looked at each other and shook their heads in sync.

"No."

"Eh..."

The four kids looked at each other again. I don't know what they whispered to each other in private, but they finally stood up at the same time.

"Goodbye, Professor Kaisen!"

Kasen's mouth twitched as he watched them leave the office one by one.

"Gryffindor...Gryffindor...!!"