Chapter 60 Which one do you think he wants us to choose?

Kaysen stood in the hallway, looking at the office with almost no place to stay.

"...I still overestimated the ender box. I should make it bigger next time."

He sighed, waved his wand and began to use magic power to sort the pile of gifts.

the next day......

"The team building content of the Alchemy Association this time is to go shopping in a Muggle city in France, so I didn't give you a magic gift. After all, it would be as boring as an English person going to France to find an English restaurant. Now, Cedric , give out all these gifts.”

Kaysen immediately placed the gift he had coded on the podium, and he sat on the chair on the podium. He had decided that if Cedric moved slower, he could complete this entire section. The lesson is about fishing.

but

Cedric's speed was as fast as a supermodel. It took him about two minutes to distribute everyone's gifts to their hands, then sat back in his seat and began to wait for Kaysen to lecture.

"Actually, you don't need to be so fast. Don't you want to enjoy more fishing time during class time?" Kaisen stood up with an awkward expression, picked up a piece of chalk and asked.

The little wizards below all shook their heads simultaneously.

"Okay, since you all like my class so much, let's take the exam."

"...ah?"

After class, he returned to the office contentedly with a stack of test papers in his arms. He had given out all the gifts to the little wizards throughout the morning.

Next, only the professors were left, and he began to walk from office to office holding a gift box as big as a washbasin.

Although he didn't know whether his colleagues liked Muggle gifts, at least Snape showed a rare smile when he looked at the complete set of scale weights he gave.

Until he was delivered to Filch.

"I noticed that some little wizards in the castle easily make the walls of the castle dirty, so I made this thing for you. It has an infinite magic circuit built into it. There is a blue luminous strip in this gift. With this cleaning charm, you just need to press a red button on it and let the light from the light bar shine on the stain. "

Filch took the gift box tremblingly.

"Thank you, thank you Professor Kaysen."

"You're welcome. I'll go back if I have nothing to do. I still have Dumbledore's wool socks here. I bought him two hundred pairs at one time."

"Oh, oh, of course it's okay, it's okay, Professor Kaysen."

Dumbledore's gift was his last gift, well... not much else, it was purely the fact that he had to walk up a damn long flight of stairs to his office.

"Dumbledore, come here and take a look at the socks I prepared for you. You can wear one pair every day for more than half a year... Where is Dumbledore?" Kaysen stood in the empty principal's office in confusion.

"Hey...but if the principal is not at home..."

He slowly turned his head and looked at the cabinet where Dumbledore usually kept his wine.

"Huh huh huh huh..."

He hummed a song and came to the cabinet, rummaged inside, and quickly took out two bottles of wine that seemed to be worth a lot of money, as well as the corresponding matching magic wine boxes, which could simulate the temperature and humidity required by the wine.

"Good stuff." He removed the wine box and kept it because he didn't think these two bottles of good wine could survive until tomorrow in his hands.

And at the same time...

"We want to see Dumbledore, we have something very important to tell him!" Harry and Neville, two of the four little Gryffindors, appeared in front of the statue of the gatekeeper in the principal's office and asked anxiously .

However, the two conscientious statues did not seem to answer their nature, or the statue could not speak using some conventional methods, who knows.

In short, the two of them were rejected.

"Well, it's confirmed this time. The portrait is right. Dumbledore is really not in Hogwarts."

Soon the other two little wizards, Hermione and Ron, also trotted over: "Professor Kayson's office is also...no one is there."

"Okay now...the other professors still don't believe what we said...wait, why do we have to let other professors come, can't we ourselves?" Harry suddenly reacted.

"Do you agree?"

"Professor Kayson told us that when doing something, we must calculate its gains and losses. Between the Sorcerer's Stone and our lives, which one do you think he wants us to choose?" Hermione reminded him at the right time.

"Then which one would you choose? Even knowing that Professor Kayson thinks that we should choose our own lives." Neville asked.

"I choose the Philosopher's Stone, not because of how precious the Philosopher's Stone is, but because I think it would be absolutely no good for such a powerful alchemical item to be obtained by that dark wizard Quirrell!" Hermione said firmly.

"Then what nonsense are you talking about? Let's go!"

The four little dogs ran all the way to the corridor on the fourth floor. The classroom where the three-headed dog was kept was now wide open, and music was coming from inside.

Harry stood at the door and looked inside and breathed a sigh of relief: "The big dog is asleep. Let's go in quickly."

On the other side...

"Wine? Oh, wine is just like Kaisen. I never like to drink this kind. I think it is too bland, not even like wine, more like grape juice, you know?"

Hagrid, who was sitting on the sofa, politely declined Kaysen's offer to share wine.

"You'll want to try something new," Kaysen advised.

"In fact, I really don't understand how to taste this kind of wine, and this wine is very valuable. To be honest, it tastes like grape juice to me. It's a bit of a waste for me to drink it. You should find someone who can appreciate it."

"No, no, no..." Kaisen waved his hand quickly: "The most important thing about this kind of thing is happiness. If you make any drinking unhappy for the so-called value, it is the real blasphemy to the wine."

"Oh... I'm a little touched when I hear you say that." The sentimental Hagrid spoke with a heavy nasal tone. Kaisen saw with his sharp eyes that the big guy in front of him seemed to want to give him a big hug, so he waved his hand and summoned two wine glasses from a distance.

"Uh uh uh... There's no need to hug. If you think the red wine is tasteless, you can go and bring back two barrels of wine."

"Oh, well, maybe I should find some time to exercise my strength control. I found that you all don't want me to hug..." Hagrid said as he walked out of the house.

"Because if you hug someone like that, Hagrid, you can really kill him. To be honest, it's okay for adult wizards, but you mustn't touch young wizards, as it may cause them to burst." Kaisen said.