After speaking, Kaisen looked at the massive infusion altar standing not far away and shrugged naturally, "No problem... just need to add some candles."
The Weasley Twins scratched their heads, "Are they ordinary candles or some special candles?"
"Theoretically... ordinary candles aren't allowed, but theoretically... ordinary candles can also be used," Kaisen said, and a candle appeared directly in his hand.
"Professor, what you're saying now is a bit confusing," the Weasley Twins said, bewildered.
"Open your magic manual; you should be able to find out how to improve the stability of the infusion altar. It says that you need to use magic candles made from magic grease, and the production of magic grease is very complicated, so we can take a little shortcut."
After Kaisen finished speaking, he directly placed the ordinary candle he had just taken out onto the infusion altar.
As magic was infused into it, a magic candle was freshly produced, looking vibrant and fresh.
"It's... that simple?" the Weasley Twins asked, very surprised.
"Don't be so serious about everything; it's not like making an atomic bomb, no need to be that precise. This thing... it can be used, and its effect is no different from a magic candle made with magic grease, so why can't it be used?" Kaisen explained with a shrug.
"We just didn't expect..."
"Professor... I thought you would be the type..."
Listening to the Weasley Twins' disjointed words, Kaisen directly interjected, "Thought I'd be some old pedant? Like someone... who takes their last trick to the grave and doesn't allow any innovation?"
The Weasley Twins quickly chuckled and shook their heads, "No, no, of course not, of course not... we just didn't expect it."
Kaisen hummed, "That's best, and I also don't want you to become like what I described. George and Fred, I'm not too worried about them, but mainly you, Cedric, you can't become that kind of person. Holding onto the rigid, conservative old experiences of the previous generation as if they were a bible will hinder your original development."
Kaisen guided the focus of the conversation towards Cedric, mainly regarding innovation. She was worried about him, not the Weasley Twins; talking to them was just a formality.
The main focus was still on Cedric.
This old boy is a bit too proper, excessively proper.
If he wasn't properly advised, he could easily become a spiritual jade relic of Longhu Mountain stationed at Hogwarts in England.
After teaching the Weasley Twins how to cheat to get magic candles, he took Cedric back to his office.
After finding an empty spot and building a Tinkers Construct smeltery, he directly left the site to Cedric. After all, Cedric understood how to make mechanical arms and nether alloy mechanical arms, so he didn't need to micromanage.
Otherwise, if something was really done wrong, he would genuinely Can't help it to point it out.
At that time, Cedric would make a mistake for every step, and he would do nothing but criticize, wouldn't that just revert to the situation of blind faith in authority and blind faith in Kaisen?
Rather than that, it's better to give all manufacturing rights to Cedric.
And he had already grown up.
Even if Cedric made a pile of rubbish this time, he would still hold his nose and say it was... an egg tart.
Pure praise... The more imaginative Cedric's creations were, the more he would praise them.
After leaving the office, Kaisen looked at the thick clouds outside; it might snow soon. Hagrid hadn't been seen much around Hagrids Hut lately, except during classes, and all the other Professors were very busy.
"Eh... I'd better go find Dumbledore; maybe he can even make me some mulled wine to try," Kaisen hummed a tune as he walked towards the Headmasters office.
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Creak~ [Door opening sound]
"Dumbledore, do you have... What the hell are you doing?!"
Kaisen had just pushed open the door to the Headmasters office when he saw what Dumbledore was doing at that moment, and he also saw a rather bizarre activity.
Dumbledore was wearing boxing gloves and boxing with the skeleton Kaisen had previously disassembled.
"I'm truly fed up; why didn't I just burn this skeleton back then!" Kaisen said, watching Dumbledore's absurd antics, feeling speechless and exasperated.
"Don't be angry... We don't have biology class at Hogwarts, no anatomy class... I really don't know which classroom to put your skeleton in as teaching material, so it can only be here. He can even box with me; how nice."
Dumbledore moved his feet while steadily throwing punches.
And Kaisen's skeleton still didn't disgrace its owner.
After all, its bone surface was more or less covered with a layer of metal, and driven by magic, even without tendons and muscles and wearing large boxing gloves, it was still evenly matched with Dumbledore.
"I think... this skeleton is so strong; it's a bit of a waste to just let him be an ordinary conversational companion, isn't it?" Kaisen first, completely ignoring Dumbledore's gaze, pulled out a good bottle of wine from his liquor cabinet, decanted it, and then brought it to his mouth.
On the other side, Dumbledore slowly began to slow down, and with a wave of his hand, he made the skeleton stand still there: "Do you have any... ideas? Tell me."
Kaisen showed a benevolent smile: "Perhaps I can make him another type of sparring partner for you, for example, becoming a... being able to train your spell dodging ability."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled: "Making a skeleton able to cast magic? To be honest, I think that's still a bit difficult."
Kaisen shook his head: "That's because you know nothing about Alchemy." As he spoke, he grinned and pulled out an enchanted bow.
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