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

Kaysen and Dumbledore coaxed Colin seriously for a long time, until Dumbledore called Colin's friends back, he calmed down a little, took the new glasses and followed his friends back to Gryffindor Tower.

"Well... at least the situation is still within the acceptable range for the time being." Dumbledore said faintly while sitting in his seat.

"... Or else you are the headmaster, you can sit still." Kaisen gave Dumbledore a thumbs up.

"I know you are mocking me, take that thumb back."

Kaysen nodded, thought about it and changed to a flashing middle finger.

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"I've been looking up the history of Hogwarts recently, and I want to find out where this basilisk that has been running through the history of the school for nearly 70 years came from, and then I regretfully found that the history of this basilisk is longer than that of Professor Binns, who teaches the history of magic."

Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment he had written about the Hogwarts basilisk.

It contains all kinds of information about the basilisk that he has integrated from the history of Hogwarts, the history of magic, various unofficial histories and miscellaneous legends.

Kaisen took a closer look and found that the history was much longer than that of Professor Binns. It can be traced back to when the four giants of Hogwarts were still alive. Salazar Slytherin built a secret room in the castle. Legend has it that the Slytherin heir will open the secret room and obtain the treasure inside to eliminate all impure bloodlines.

"The school animal of Slytherin is the snake. So your reasoning is really possible. So when Voldemort possessed Lockhart, he asked Lockhart to put his notebook in the secret room in advance."

"After his soul left Lockhart, his soul was pulled back by the Horcrux notebook and just happened to be attached to the so-called Slytherin treasure, the basilisk. It makes sense." Kaisen nodded in agreement.

"All we need now is to find out where Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is. I have made a list of names. They are all outstanding members of Slytherin who are still alive. Perhaps asking them will yield some results."

Dumbledore stood up and took out a piece of parchment from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Kaysen.

The latter took it and took a quick look.

"Yes, I know them all, but I am just an acquaintance with them. If they really know this secret, I don't think they will reveal it to me. After all, their children and nephews are not the prey of the Slytherin heir."

Kaysen put the list on the table. As for the names on the list, he had really seen them all, from the oldest Sgraughorn. At that time, they met in the banquet hall of the Ministry of Magic, and Kaysen got a bottle of Felix Felicis.

The youngest one is Snape. Although he usually has a stinky face, he is not the kind of person who doesn't take the lives of young wizards seriously. Moreover, last semester, Draco called Hermione a mudblood, and he reacted so strongly. It is unlikely that he has any hatred for Muggle-born wizards.

"Tom has lost his mind and doesn't regard pure blood as prey. I will keep silent about this."

Kaysen touched his chin: "Oh... Are the Weasleys also pure blood?"

"The mainstream concept in the magic world believes... yes."

"Don't you say that the Weasleys are good at educating their children? If those pure blood families can teach their children half as well as the Weasleys, the magic world will have a bright future in the true sense."

"Well..." Dumbledore, who has not been a professor for many years, does not have the bad habit of digressing when talking about serious matters. He naturally redirected the topic to the right direction: "I asked Hagrid to buy a lot of roosters, which are the natural enemies of basilisks."

"...Do you know the Muggle phonograph? Although Hogwarts will interfere with electromagnetic signals, the old-fashioned record player should be OK." Kaisen said.

"You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run a household. Buying a rooster is cheaper."

"Okay...is there anything else?"

"Not yet...I still have to teach students to make dangerous alchemical creatures..." Dumbledore suddenly realized halfway through his speech that he had not yet settled the accounts with Kaysen and the withering.

"...Goodbye."

Kaysen, who had fled back to the alchemy office, breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the button on the crystal ball on the desk that was glowing red.

Neville flew in slowly on his broomstick. The gift for Harry had been sent out in advance.

After all, it was unknown how long the glasses would be bound this time. If they were not sent at that time, there might be no chance to send them.

And this time Neville brought a new topic.

"Ron's wand was picked up from his elders. He is not very comfortable using it. I want to give it to him... um... how can I help him?"

Kasen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed: "Not only Ron's, I noticed that your wand is also very... old, but the economic conditions of the Longbottom family are much better than the Weasley family. Do you mind telling me why?"

Neville tightened his grip on the wand: "This is my father's wand, I don't want to lose it."

"My condolences."

Neville shook his head awkwardly: "He is not dead, he is just unconscious in St. Mungo's Hospital."

"... This... I can't comfort you about this kind of thing... What is their reason?"

Neville shook his head: "I don't know."

"If you don't know, just don't know. If you can't remember it, forget it. If you want to make Ron a wand that matches him... it's very simple."

A shimmering book appeared in Kaysen's hand.

"The magic recorded in this enchanting book is loyalty. You just need to ask Ron to use this enchanting book to enchant his wand... Of course, you can also do it for you. You just need to read it a little in the book." Just make a few changes.”

Neville was really moved when he looked at the enchanted book: "Can I secretly bring his wand over at night?"

Boom!

Hey!

Neville covered his head: "Professor, why did you hit me?"

"Colin Creevey, who was just in the first grade, was just turned to stone by a basilisk in broad daylight, and now you still want to go out for a night out?" Kayson said with hatred.

"Isn't this a life-saving teleportation designed by you?"

"Then you just pray that when he finds you, he kills you with his eyes instead of swallowing you with a bloody mouth." Kaisen said speechlessly.