Kaisen did not hide it. He used tiny redstone blocks to replicate the appearance of the magic stone in front of him, making a one-to-one replica of a [pirated magic stone].
In his opinion, redstone, a substance that can be said to have endless energy, should be not 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 Alchemy Professor." Dumbledore took the imitation Philosopher's Stone from Kaisen's hand and said with a smile.
"Hmm, 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. By the time the entire Hogwarts is upgraded, it will be almost time for school to start.
On September 1st, Kaisen stood in his newly renovated office, humming a little tune while ironing the brand new wizard robe in front of him with a conceited look.
After all, this was his first day as a professor, so a good image was essential. It was still half an hour before the young wizard arrived at Hogwarts.
There is plenty of time.
After polishing his leather shoes until they were shiny and putting on a new wizard robe, he looked at himself in the mirror admiringly... 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 diamonds were inlaid into a brooch that looked very 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 favorability +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...which happened to be the colors of Gryffindor.
"Well, case 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?" asked Kaysen.
"Not yet. Your most important task now is to prepare 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."
Free 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. Perhaps it was the wick, or 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, and he needs to maintain his dignity."
Hagrid smiled awkwardly, "That's right, I hadn't considered that."
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."
The two were talking in the middle of the hall when 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 composure!"
"Of course... Professor McGonagall, honestly 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 favorability +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 light.
"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 skills!"
"Oh, by the way, Harry, and the Weasleys, where are you going to find a boat? Remember, a boat can only hold four people!"
"Of course! Hagrid."
The two of them boarded the boat, and soon two more young wizards arrived, one with a round face and a timid look, 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 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 Kaisen...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 imagining how he would live in the next seven years, suddenly couldn't control his cough and asked.
"He can conjure gold! And it's real gold!" Harry said seriously.
"My Merlin, my god, how rich must he be?" Ron said with his mouth wide open.