Chapter 98 Ahem...Kesenhis!

In short, Harry was quite smart. He kept the secret of being a Parseltongue very secret. At least when Kaysen woke up the next day, he didn't hear any strange rumors.

And our poor classmate Neville, the cruel study had made him start to ask Madam Pomfrey for hair growth potion.

But this kid is not a Gryffindor, he is very courageous. For example, when he took the hair growth potion, he also took a bottle of life and death water and gave Ron the potion directly in the dormitory.

In this way, Neville took Ron's old wand in his left hand and Harry's flying broom in his right hand, and quickly came to the alchemy classroom.

"Speaking of which, I originally wanted to save all their gifts for Christmas, but first of all, Harry's glasses were given away in advance."

"Secondly, Ron is always uncomfortable with using an inappropriate wand, so let's give it in advance." Neville stood on the enchantment table and carefully engraved the loyalty enchantment on Ron's wand.

"Well, what about Hermione? What are you going to give Hermione?" In the work area of ​​the office, Kaisen was using arcane bricks and arcane steps made of stones and magic crystals to build a magic ritual platform.

"I've seen her Christmas card. She wants a pet, which is not something that alchemy can do... Actually, I wanted to make her a mysterious little puppet at first. It's the thing that everyone in the third grade has, but I don't think Hermione will like it because it's cold." Neville explained.

"When I have time, I can go to Diagon Alley with you to buy a gift for Hermione."

Kaisen pointed his staff at the ritual platform that he had built. Almost instantly, the platform began to change into a huge arcane magic infusion platform, with a floating black cube in the center that would emit light from the gap.

"It's done!"

"It's done!"

Kaisen and Neville said at the same time, but the latter looked in Kaisen's direction with some doubts.

"My Merlin, Professor, what is this?"

Neville looked at this unprecedented huge magic infusion platform with a confused face.

"As for its use, I don't know yet. By the way, Neville, go to the element canning machine and help me get those filled cans." Kaisen said while taking Ron's wand, which had been enchanted, from Neville's hand.

"Well... this wand has experienced some unknown horror story."

He hid his own wand in his sleeve while saying this. After all, if Ron's wand was seen by his own wand, it would be like a curious film being seen by a simple little white rabbit.

It would scare it.

"Well...willow wood, unicorn hair...I don't have willow wood here...Neville, wait a moment, I'll go out."

As he said this, Neville was the only one left in the office facing more than 30 element cans conservatively estimated.

"...Ah this..."

On the other side, at the Whomping Willow.

Kaisen moved slowly and stealthily towards the Whomping Willow until he was next to the Whomping Willow. Almost instantly, he cut off a very small willow branch with the diamond sword in his hand, and then teleported back quickly.

"Oh, it's very efficient." He looked at the elemental jars that Neville had moved, and was a little surprised. It would take several minutes to move two at a time with the floating spell, but he didn't expect that he could move them so quickly.

Then Neville showed his skill of wiping his butt with gauze.

Neville waved his wand and chanted a spell, and more than 30 elemental jars flew up together.

"...???"

"Is this the magic level you should have as a second-year student?" Kaisen asked in confusion.

"I have practiced for a long time, and I am familiar with it." Neville said a little embarrassedly.

"...Awesome."

After Kaisen sincerely praised, he sent Neville to put candles under the magic infusion table. After all, the magic infusion table may fail during the magic infusion process, and putting candles can increase the stability of the magic infusion table and reduce the possibility of failure.

He himself disassembled the branches of the Whomping Willow into strips of wood fiber and began to repair Ron's old wand.

"By the way, Neville, where is your own wand?"

Neville paused as he placed candles under the glass floor under the magic injection table: "I didn't enchant my own wand. I thought that maybe one day my parents would recover, and then I would return the wand to him."

"......Are they in St. Mungo's?" Kaisen asked.

"Yeah."

In the afternoon, Neville left the office in a hurry. Maybe he didn't control the dosage when he gave Ron the drug, and he was about to wake up.

And Kaisen took out a roll of black silk from the cabinet and put it directly on the table of the magic injection table, intending to use the magic injection table to inject magic into the roll of silk and make some clothes later.

Then the magic injection table exploded.

"............"

"I want to be famous all my life, but I forgot to light the candle."

After re-setting the magic injection table, Kaisen stroked his hair in a somewhat embarrassed manner and took out a new roll of silk.

..............

In the evening, Kaisen left the office and walked towards the auditorium to have some dinner. All the little wizards he met along the way looked at him with strange smiles.

"What's going on? Garnier, is there something strange on my back?" Kaisen directly pulled a little wizard over and asked.

Garnier looked at Kaysen and shook his head: "No professor, nothing."

"..."

The latter obviously didn't believe it. He took off his wizard robe and looked at it carefully...

Nothing.

"Weird, some kind of prank by the Weasley twins? What's so funny about this?"

Kaisen walked towards the auditorium confused.

After arriving in the auditorium, the atmosphere was still weird. Every little wizard and even every professor looked at him with a weird smile.

"Dumbledore, what is going on? Is there something wrong with me teaching students how to make withers? The Ministry of Magic will come directly to Hogwarts later to check the fireplace certificate and take me away to Azka. class?"

"No, no, no, of course not." Dumbledore shook his head, but the old god remained silent.

Soon Professor McGonagall was holding the Sorting Hat in her hand, followed by the Weasley twins carrying a stool...

"What's going on? Does Hogwarts still accept transfer students?" Kayson asked again.

"You'll find out later."

Soon Professor McGonagall directed the Weasley twins to place stools in the center of the auditorium, and she also took out a piece of parchment from her pocket.

"The sorting ceremony begins now."

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat.

"Caison Heath!"