Video footage of a new alchemy workbench has leaked out of Hogwarts.
Of course, there is also its original name, the Enchanting Table.
Maybe it was a recording ball used by a naughty little wizard, or some other magic recording device, or of course it could be a magic video recorder. In any case, the image of Kaisen enchanting Cedric's wand leaked out of Hogwarts.
Kaisen didn't have much to say about this. To be honest, he really liked fame.
When I was doing whole house customization in the Muggle world, I only placed two orders and became famous throughout London.
The benefits of gaining fame are immediate. For example, from then on, he can choose the orders he wants to take, and he can make a lot of money with little trouble. There is no need for the shark-arm client to command him with his melon seed-sized head.
When it comes to the magic world, it is like a shining star that has been hung in the sky for a long time in the alchemy circle of the entire European magic world.
Although he had not seen any benefits yet, several letters had kept him under control for two and a half hours.
He was forced to seek emergency help from Dumbledore.
Kaisen sat on the sofa in the principal's office. "These are the letters. They all claim to be the most authoritative alchemy circle in Europe, but I have no idea what they are, so..."
"So you want me to help you pick out the reliable ones?" Dumbledore looked at the signature on the letter and made his own decision.
"No, I want you to give me some advice on how to reject them all gently, politely and without offending anyone," Kaisen added.
"Why?"
"...Don't you think that if I were to meet a true professional, I'd be exposed in five seconds. Then a rising star in the alchemy world would become a big fraud, and then fast forward to me being kicked out of Hogwarts... That kind of thing is... okay?"
"You're being a bit overly suspicious, really. Don't be so self-deprecating. You should trust the imagination of your peers. Many people know that you're an apprentice wizard, so it's normal for your alchemy theory and practice to differ from those of academy wizards."
"...I didn't even know I was an apprentice. How many rules did you make up for my character?"
"You may not know this, but when I was younger I submitted several novels to Muggle publishers."
"..."
In this way, Kaisen was deceived by Dumbledore and wrote back to the European Alchemy Exchange Association.
According to old man Dumbledore, the status of this Alchemy Association is basically equivalent to the Wizengamot among wizards. It has a prominent status and a reputation even more prestigious than the Order of Merlin.
After all, Merlin's band can really be bought with money.
After leaving the principal's office, Kaisen was in the corridor of the castle again. He was wondering if he had been framed by that old Dumbledore.
But that shouldn't be the case. Even if Dumbledore asked him to join the Alchemy Society, he wouldn't get any commission, so it really is a kind of "good for himself"?
Is it just because your level is not good enough that you are suspicious?
That should be the case.
It wasn't until a small sob came from a stairwell that he was pulled back to reality from his brainstorming.
He walked towards the stairwell and saw a small figure in Gryffindor robes sitting on the steps.
"Hello?" He tried his best to make his voice gentle so as not to scare the little wizard, but he was still frightened. He almost fell down the stairs with a start. Fortunately, Kaisen was quick to grab the back of his collar.
Only then did he see the little wizard clearly. He remembered that his name should be... Neville Longbottom. This should be the name he used during the sorting ceremony.
"Professor." Neville Longbottom touched his face with his sleeve, and instantly all his tears and snot were wiped onto his sleeve. Although the sleeve was dirty, the things that shouldn't be on his face were indeed gone.
But this still made Kaisen's half-taken handkerchief stiffen in his pocket.
"...Take this, and don't wipe it with your sleeve next time." Finally the handkerchief was pulled out and placed in Neville Longbottom's hand.
"Thank you, you are such a good person." Neville couldn't stop crying as tears flowed again.
[Favorability from Neville +10]
[Trust from Neville +10]
"Thank you for the compliment. Now, would you mind telling me why you are hiding here alone... uh... crying?" Kaisen asked.
"No...nothing, I just fell down."
"...If you don't want to tell me, I can take you to Professor McGonagall's office. Don't worry, I will use a very subtle way to let Professor McGonagall know that you... uh, accidentally lost a fight, and then Professor McGonagall went to trouble them alone."
"In this way, you can still be a hero who swallows his wounds, just like... a lion licking its wounds alone, how about that?" Kaisen continued.
The moment he finished speaking, Neville's eyes lit up instantly.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see Professor McGonagall." Kaisen extended his hand to Neville.
Neville sat on the steps with his head down, thinking for a long time. Finally, perhaps because he felt it was a bit rude to let the professor bend down and stretch out his hand for such a long time, he reluctantly reached out his hand to shake it.
"Oh... God, I should have asked this kid to wipe his hands, fresh snot..."
But in order not to affect the sensitive self-esteem of such an eleven-year-old child, he did not show it, but gritted his teeth and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office holding hands.
After knocking on the office door, Kaisen brought Neville in. Professor McGonagall saw Neville's red face from crying and roughly understood what was going on.
Then Kaisen placed Neville on the chair opposite Professor McGonagall. After making sure that Neville was looking down and not at him, he carefully picked up a piece of unwanted parchment from the corner and wiped his hands carefully.
Professor McGonagall, who witnessed all this, cast an apologetic look and then put on a serious face again.
"Mr. Longbottom, please tell me what is going on."
Neville was startled by Professor McGonagall's voice, and Kaisen hurried over when he saw this.
"Let me explain this. After I left Dumbledore's office, Neville, forgive me for not having been at Hogwarts longer than you. Where was that place?"
"The south corridor on the second floor." Neville said in a low voice.
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