Chapter 17 The Lion Licking Its Wounds

The video recording of a new alchemy workbench leaked out from Hogwarts.

Of course, there is also its original name, the enchanting table.

Perhaps it was a recording ball used by a naughty little wizard, or perhaps it was other recording magic, or of course it could be a magic video recorder. In short, the video of Kaisen enchanting Cedric's wand leaked out of Hogwarts.

Kaisen didn't have much to say about this. To be honest, he liked fame.

When he was doing whole-house customization in the Muggle world before, he only customized two orders and spread his fame throughout London.

The benefits of gaining fame are immediate. For example, from then on, he can choose the orders he wants to accept, and he gets more money and less trouble, without the shark-armed party A commanding his melon seed-sized head.

And bringing it into the magic world is a shining star in the sky of the entire European magic world alchemy circle that has been hanging in the sky for some time.

Although a series of benefits have not yet been seen, a few letters have controlled him 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: "It's these letters. They all said that they are the most authoritative alchemy circle in the whole of Europe, but I have no idea, so..."

"So you want me to help you pick out reliable ones?" Dumbledore looked at the signature on the letter and made his own decision.

"No, I want you to give me some ideas, how to reject them all gently, politely, and without offending anyone." Kaisen added.

"Why?"

"...Don't you think that if I meet a real professional, I will be exposed in five seconds, and then a rising star in the alchemy world will become a big liar, and finally I will be kicked out of Hogwarts... That kind of thing is...good?"

"You are a little too suspicious, really, don't be so self-deprecating, you should believe in the imagination of your peers, many people know that you are an apprentice wizard, so it is normal that the theory and practice of alchemy are different from those of college wizards."

"...I didn't even know that I was an apprentice, how many characters did you make up for me?"

"You may not know that I submitted several novels to Muggle publishers when I was young."

"........."

In this way, Kaisen was deceived by Dumbledore and replied to the [European Alchemy Exchange Association].

According to Dumbledore, the status of this alchemy association is basically equivalent to the Wizengamot among wizards, with a prominent status and a reputation higher than that of Sir Merlin.

After all, the Merlin Order can really be bought with money.

After leaving the principal's office, Kaysen was in the corridor of the castle again. He was thinking whether he was framed by that old man Dumbledore.

But it shouldn't be, Dumbledore asked him to join the Alchemy Association, and he didn't get any commission, so it was really a kind of [good for himself]?

Is it just because his level is really not enough that he is suspicious?

It should be like this.

In this way, until a small sob came from a stairwell, he pulled his mind back to reality from the brainstorming.

He walked towards the stairwell and saw a small figure wearing a Gryffindor robe sitting on the steps.

"Hello?" He tried to make his voice gentle so as not to scare the little wizard, but he was still scared. He almost fell down the stairs with a start, but Kaysen quickly grabbed his collar.

Only then did he see the little wizard clearly. He remembered that it should be called... Neville Longbottom. This should be the name at the sorting ceremony.

"Professor." Neville Longbottom touched his face with his sleeve, and instantly all his tears and snot were touched to his sleeve. Although his sleeve was dirty, there was indeed no more stuff on his face.

But this still made the half-taken handkerchief of Kaysen stiffen in his pocket.

"...Take this, don't wipe it with your sleeve in the future." Finally, the handkerchief was pulled out and placed in Neville Longbottom's hand.

"Thank you, you are such a good person." Neville's tears flowed out again, and he couldn't stop saying.

[Favorability from Neville +10]

[Trust from Neville +10]

"Thank you for the compliment, so now do you mind telling me why you are hiding here alone... er... crying?" Kaysen asked.

"No... nothing, I just fell down by myself."

"... 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 clever way to let Professor McGonagall know that you... uh, accidentally lost a fight with someone, and then Professor McGonagall went to trouble them alone."

"In this way, you are still a hero who swallows his wounds, just like... a lion licking his wounds alone, how about it?" Kaisen continued.

The moment he finished speaking, Neville's eyes lit up instantly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Professor McGonagall." Kaisen stretched out his hand to Neville.

Neville sat on the steps with his head down, thinking for a long time, and finally, perhaps because he felt that it was a bit impolite to let the professor bend down and stretch out his hand for so long, he stretched out his hand and shook it shyly.

"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, Kaysen took Neville in. Professor McGonagall saw Neville's red face from crying and roughly knew what was going on.

Then Kaysen placed Neville on the chair opposite Professor McGonagall, and made sure that Neville lowered his head and did not look at him before carefully picking up a piece of unwanted parchment from the corner and carefully wiped his hands.

Professor McGonagall, who witnessed all this, cast an apologetic look, and then put on a serious face again.

"Mr. Longbottom, please tell me, what's going on."

Neville was frightened by Professor McGonagall's voice, and Kaysen hurried over.

"Let me tell you about this. After I left Dumbledore's office, Neville, forgive me for not having been in Hogwarts longer than you, where is that place?"

"The south corridor on the second floor." Neville said in a low voice.