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

"Okay, get out of class is over. Remember to hand in all your papers later... By the way, do you still want to... Forget it, let's talk about the Wither later, maybe when Dumbledore is not in Hogwarts."

"There is also good news. Your professor Lockhart probably has no time to teach you recently. He will stay in his office for two weeks to study papers, so Snape will still be your substitute for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for these two weeks."

"The school has not officially notified you about this matter. I just happened to tell you, so don't be late for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Kasen put away the books on the podium and walked directly back to his office through the stairs hidden behind the blackboard.

After changing his clothes, he teleported out of the door and walked towards the auditorium on the first floor.

It is said that the house elves in the kitchen roasted more than ten sheep today, so I must go and take a look........

After arriving at the hall, I saw several professors gathered there and chirped something, until Hagrid looked up and saw Kaisen, and subconsciously walked towards Kaisen.

"Hey Kaisen, let me ask..."

Hagrid had not finished speaking when the quick-eyed and quick-handed Professor Flitwick put a throat lock on him.

"Wuwuwu........ huh?"

Professor Snape came over and took Hagrid back with a helpless look on his face. Kaisen was stunned by the look back and forth.

"What are you doing........?"

"Nothing, nothing, Hagrid mixed wine into the potion before and accidentally drank it. It's okay, come and eat." Professor Sprout took Kaisen back to the professor's seat, and the other professors also kept silent at the same time.

"Uh... Such a weird atmosphere."

Kaysen put a lamb chop on his plate and looked at Snape with some curiosity...

With a stern face, he knew that he couldn't ask anything without asking.

Professor Sprout... smiled awkwardly but politely.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick buried their faces in their plates as much as possible.

"Hagrid...Hagrid?"

Hagrid raised his head and looked at Kaisen.

"What are you discussing?"

Hagrid scratched his head awkwardly: "Nothing, I can only tell you that it's a very oops!"

Professor Flitwick picked up the fork again, as if he had done nothing.

"Uh, you are so mysterious, I don't understand you." Kaisen touched his chin and immersed himself in the sea of ​​dry food again.

At the door of the auditorium, Madam Hooch walked in in a hurry. This was not because she was really in a hurry, but simply because of her personality.

She walked to the professor's seat and waved to Kaysen: "Kaysen, I just rode my broom outside the French window of your office and didn't see you. I was wondering where you were."

Mrs. Hooch sat down, took off her gloves and started to eat heartily.

"Well... why are you so anxious today?"

Kaysen asked.

"Isn't there a Quidditch match tomorrow, so I thought I'd ask you to check the Quidditch balls. I brought them all." Mrs. Hooch said,

"Well, I just finished eating."

After wiping his hands, he picked up the big box of Quidditch balls and put it on the chair.

"Let me see... It's all normal damage, nothing wrong."

He said, took out the enchanting table and re-enchanted the balls.

"Thank you so much, Kaysen, I promise to wait for you!" Mrs. Hooch paused halfway through her words, and Professor Flitwick picked up the knife and fork and started eating again.

"Honestly, you are all very strange today, and so was Hagrid before."

"Uh... I just accidentally hit my toe just now, it's nothing."

"Okay."

Kaysen scratched his head and returned to his office in confusion.

The time came to the next day, at noon, almost all the wizards in the school gathered on the Quidditch field.

"Have you ever thought of using weather spells to make the weather more normal? You know, you all have glasses now. If it rains, you just pray that your brooms won't pierce your classmates' bodies." Kaysen complained while re-enchanting the brooms of the Quidditch players.

"Don't worry, professor, Gryffindor is not afraid of danger, and the claws of the lion can cramp and peel the skin of the slippery and sticky snake in any weather!" Wood was helping Harry check his Quidditch protective gear, and heard Kaysen's complaints and responded quickly.

"I'm sorry, if you can catch up." Flint said with a sneer.

"One of you can stop cursing if you want to be even. This is a Quidditch arena, not UFC. Don't bother with pre-match stunts."

"Uh? UFC?"

"Nothing, just keep on cursing."

After checking all the brooms, Kaisen teleported back to the Quidditch stands. He took out a bunch of snacks from his ring and distributed them to the professors around him, eating and watching.

"Hmm... this candy tastes really good..." Dumbledore took a bag of candy from Kaisen's arms, tore open the package, and ate while saying.

Kasen rolled his eyes and gathered the snacks on his knees into his arms.

"Oh, Kaysen, let me eat some, just take it as my request." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"You eat so fast, it's my fault, and I bought all this from the Muggle supermarket, which is not available in the magic world."

"Okay... next time you go to the supermarket, would you mind taking me with you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Do you have money?"

"Well... although the salary of the headmaster is not that high, some snacks can still be consumed."

Kaysen snapped his fingers: "Great, in that case I won't bring money next time."

"Okay... but this is not your character?" Dumbledore was a little confused. How could Kaysen, who was throwing Galleons like coins outside, become so frugal... rarely?

"I can refine as much gold as I want, and pounds are the hard-earned money I earned from working hard to decorate the house, so of course they are different."

"You can go to Gringotts to exchange them, where you can also exchange wizard coins for Muggle coins." Hagrid reminded.

"I've exchanged it before, and then I found out that the goblins used the damn copying spell to copy the pounds. The supermarket cashier almost called the police when he saw me with a stack of pounds with the same denomination." Kaisen said gritting his teeth.