"That's right, the Quill of Acceptance didn't detect Heath, he hasn't received any Wizard education, and as for his magic, it was just a burst of magical power one day, and he was taken away by an old Wizard to receive apprentice education."
"Not to mention that after he finished his studies, he only used magic for decoration, which is enough to prove his kindness; there's absolutely no need for him to report to Azkaban."
Dumbledore, with a Muggle lollipop bought from the roadside in his mouth, explained to Fudge.
"Then why did he refuse the Ministry of Magic's investigation? And boldly attacked an employee of the Ministry of Magic?" Fudge said, somewhat annoyed.
On the sofa in the corner of the office, Kaisensuddenly conjured a small flower, snapped his fingers to materialize it, and handed it to Lester, who was beside him.
The latter subconsciously took it and said thank you, then he flushed.
Dumbledore looked back at their interaction and shrugged casually.
"See how well they get along?"
Fudge rolled his eyes and waved at Lester in the corner.
"Let our victim choose whether to forgive him or not."
Kaisen swallowed hard, the small flowers in his hand seemed endless, almost burying him.
Lester, however, was different. He looked at the smiling Fudge, then at the smiling Dumbledore, truly not knowing what these two big shots were thinking.
But luckily, someone had given him a copy of "One Hundred Strategies for the Workplace" last Christmas, and in the book, it said that in such situations, the leader probably wants to back down but is too embarrassed.
Since that's the case, I'll help him back down.
"I have no objections."
In an instant, Fudge's face immediately turned red.
Kaisen in the corner pounded his chest vigorously, then pointed at Lester, his eyes terrifyingly bright, as if saying, "Brothers in heart."
"It seems Lester has made his choice. Let's go, Kaisen." Dumbledore slowly stood up.
"Alright, you always win… Where are you taking him?" Fudge said, leaning back in his chair, all his strength and tactics gone.
"The Alchemy Professor at Hogwarts resigned a while ago. I think there's no problem with a born Alchemist Professor teaching Alchemy to Little Wizards."
Kaisen, who had also stood up, instantly froze his joyful steps.
He knew his own limits; he was purely a golden finger from MC, and there was no problem with him cosplaying a civil engineer, but asking him to cosplay an Alchemy Professor…
What kind of Alchemy was he doing?
He looked at Dumbledore, his eyes terrifyingly blank, as if saying, "Me? Alchemy Professor? Is that really okay?"
Dumbledore, however, nodded kindly, as if saying, "Of course."
The moment they walked out of Fudge's office, they heard Fudge's angry roar.
"It seems our Minister doesn't want you to leave just like that."
Kaisen nodded: "I saw it, and I heard it."
As he spoke, obsidian blocks appeared in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he completely blocked the entrance to Fudge's office.
Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile, even pressing his ear against the obsidian pillar until he heard a crisp sound of a head hitting the obsidian, then he nodded with satisfaction.
"Alright, our future Alchemy Professor, come here."
Kaisen walked over stiffly. Dumbledore's hand rested on his shoulder, followed by a roar accompanied by a dizzying sensation from all directions.
"This is Hogwarts, where you will live and work from now on."
Dumbledore, supporting the dazed Kaisen, slowly walked towards the Castle.
The summer breeze blew on them, indescribably comfortable.
The entire Castle, inside and out, was filled with the laughter of Little Wizards; perhaps it was because they would enjoy a two-month long vacation after enduring these few days, and would not return until September 1st, two months later.
Kaisen followed behind Dumbledore the whole time, not hearing anything along the way, his gaze fixed on Hogwarts.
Until Dumbledore met an acquaintance.
The scene was very much like parents picking up their children from school and meeting friends on the main road, starting to chat about daily life.
And the child, eager to go home, looked at the staircase in the corner; it could move, and it looked awesome.
Then Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall heard a scream.
The two quickly turned around and saw the staircase that had just changed direction, and heard a thudding sound.
Soon they saw Kaisen hopping and releasing blocks under his feet until he climbed back up.
"Hogwarts' staircase… is very unique."
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say, and eventually, the former broke the stiff silence.
"This is the new Alchemy Professor I found for Hogwarts."
Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, then at Kaisen, who in the blink of an eye, instantly destroyed all the blocks he had just built.
"I think he looks more like a Transfiguration Professor, at least he appears to be."
"Hmm, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed, such as an interview."
"Then I'll go greet them."
Kaisen suddenly turned around: "Hmm? What interview? Oh, by the way, sir, I forgot to tell you something."
"What?"
"I don't know Alchemy."
"That's just you thinking you don't know Alchemy. Converting magical power into real matter, that is the true essence of Alchemy. It's like building a house; normal people start from the foundation and finally reach the roof, but you already have a house, you just need to explore its structure." Dumbledore explained patiently.
"…Then Alchemy must do something, right? What do I teach the students? Decoration?"
"Kaisen, trust me, if you can control the transformation of matter, you can control the composition of matter, just like turning a wooden plank block into a floor. Perhaps you can try, do you see this feather? Wrap it with plants."
Dumbledore pulled out a fiery red long feather and handed it over.
Kaisen took it.
"Wrap?"
"Any plant, of course, other substances can also be used."
"OK."
He pinched the feather, and the next moment, countless rose vines appeared in his hand, wrapping around the feather, finally tightening and solidifying, becoming a thirteen-inch…
"This is a creation of Alchemy, a wand. Try waving it." Dumbledore said with a smile.
Kaisen held the wand and waved it casually. Blocks of pixels were drawn out, then vanished like fireworks.
"It's done?"
"Uh-huh." Dumbledore nodded, walking briskly ahead, his cunning smile like… he had found another big sucker for Hogwarts.
After all, finding a proper Alchemist to be a Professorwould conservatively require three thousand or more Galleons a year for salary, which would be no less than Snape's salary.
And an Alchemy master new to the magic world who is also a magic novice is easy to trick, isn't he… easy to frame… to selflessly contribute to Hogwarts out of kindness.
How delightful.