The sweatshop was moved from upstairs to downstairs, and after Kayson finished making the main body of the mechanical arm, he continued to research other parts using other materials.
These parts had to be carefully considered. Kayson recalled that before he transmigrated, he played a Tinkers Construct modpack in MC. That modpack locked the original tools, so Steve couldn't use them, and could only use Tinkers Construct.
He took it for granted at the time that stone was stronger and more durable than wood, so he foolishly used stone to make the binding and handles.
Both of these are unique features in Tinkers Construct, basically equivalent to tool crafting in the real world, but everyone should understand.
That stone thing, it's brittle.
So when Kayson played, a pickaxe made entirely of stone could only mine one stone, so when he needed to make a furnace, his backpack needed to hold exactly eight pickaxes.
However, just then, an older sister pointed out Kayson's mistake, and only then did he realize.....
The parts in the Tinkers Construct mod have durability.....
Damn it, how stupid.....
So this time, Kayson learned his lesson and began to carefully calculate the durability of each component.
Otherwise, what if Kayson, all boastful, charged at Lord Voldemort with his mechanical arm, and then it just shattered so easily..... how embarrassing.
And just as Kayson was meticulously writing and drawing on the parchment, Grindelwald suddenly appeared behind him.
"Did I just say..... that you should go eat?" Grindelwald said in a low voice.
That low voice instantly made Kayson shiver, and he stiffly turned his head, just like a child telling a parent to wait until he finishes playing this round. He also stiffly said, "I'll finish the last one."
Grindelwald, like all parents, stood with his hands on his hips and shook his head: "No."
Then he directly patted Kayson's shoulder, about to pull him up.
"Ah, okay, okay, I'm coming, I'm coming." Kayson naturally stood up and walked towards the dining room. After sitting down, he naturally held hands with the others and sang a song.
After the song was finished, Kayson slowly and leisurely asked a question.
"As Wizards, why do we praise God? Didn't his followers kill Wizards so cruelly back then?"
"....."
Kayson's words silenced everyone present, but he himself was unaware, and continued to ramble on about this and that, until Snape walked out of the fireplace and sat beside Kayson, only then did he finally shut his mouth.
Because Snape was also annoyed and was desperately pinching his leg under the table.
"OK, OK, let's eat, I won't say anything more." Kayson rubbed his thigh before slowly picking up his knife and fork.
The meal wasn't eaten quickly, because there were simply too many people.
Several Wizard families and many Little Wizardss, and when adults and children are at the same table, there's always one topic that can't be avoided.
For example....
Mr. Longbottom was the first to speak: "You're all grown up now, have you made any plans for the future?"
Ginny, the only one present who wasn't considered grown up yet, silently lowered her head, wanting to cosplay as red jam in a serving dish.
The other Little Wizardss looked at each other: "Maybe.... Auror? I always thought Aurors were cool," Harry said.
"Harry, with your grades, becoming an Auror might still be a bit of a distance, but with your character, I think there's no doubt you'd be an Auror," said Kingsley, an Auror himself.
As for the other Aurors present, Moody had been retired for a long time and was indeed not normal.
Mr. Longbottom was even more significant, having been lying in St. Mungos for twelve years, and his views on the current situation of the Auror profession were even worse than Moody's.
"What about you guys? Let's start with you, Weasley Twins, George, Fred." Mr. Weasley also took over the conversation and asked.
"Joke shop," the Weasley Twins quickly said.
"I don't think..." Mrs. Weasley's words had just begun when the Weasley Twins retorted: "Mom, look at Percy."
"Do you really want us to go into the Ministry of Magic and become like that?"
The Weasley Twins said in unison. Percy, sitting at the other end of the dining table, lowered his head in shame, just like Ginny.
Ever since his last business trip, dispatched by Fudge, when he returned, he was informed that Fudge was dead, Umbridge was killed, and the people from Fudge's faction had either scattered or been imprisoned, leaving only a few stragglers, and he himself turned out to be the most significant one.
Because besides being a grassroots employee, he also moonlighted as the cigar procurer for the Minister for Magic's office.
But the new Minister, Barty Crouch, doesn't really smoke much...
"The Ministry of Magic cannot be said to be a good place," Percy said dryly, raising his head.
"See, our dear elder brother said so, can it be wrong?"
Mrs. Weasley was choked speechless by the two of them and turned her gaze to the next victim: "Ron, what about yours?"
"Maybe a Quidditch player, anyway, I was selected for the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
Ginny, being too young, luckily escaped a turn, and then it was Cedric and Neville, whose respective parents looked at them curiously.
"Hmm... Alchemy shop!" Cedric said very firmly.
Now only Neville was left.
His face flushed slightly with embarrassment: "Maybe... I haven't thought about it yet."
Professor McGonagall cleared her throat: "I need to remind you, Neville, you are already in your fifth year, it's time to consider advanced classes for your sixth and seventh years. Nowadays, with only OWLS, it's still difficult to find a decent job. Perhaps you can think about your strengths: Herbology, Charms, and even Alchemy."
"I will consider it, Professor... Professor Kayson, if I want to take the Alchemy advanced class...." Neville nodded, looking at Kayson.
"I haven't set any restrictions for the Alchemy advanced class, but the time in the sixth and seventh years is quite pressing. If learning Alchemy would encroach on the subjects you truly want to study, I don't recommend it," Kayson explained,
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