Kaisen and Dumbledore coaxed him for a long time, and it wasn't until Dumbledore called all of Colin's friends back that he finally calmed down a bit, took his new glasses, and followed his friends back to Gryffindor Tower.
"Hmm... at least the situation is temporarily within acceptable limits," Dumbledore said faintly from his seat.
"...No wonder you're the Principal, you can sit still," Kaisen gave Dumbledore a thumbs up.
"I know you're being sarcastic, put that thumb away."
Kaisen nodded, thought for a moment, and changed it to a fleeting middle finger.
"I've been researching the history of Hogwarts recently, trying to find out where this Basilisk, which has been a part of the school's history for nearly seventy years, came from. And I regret to find that the history of this Basilisk is even longer than Professor Binns, who teaches History of Magic."
Dumbledore pulled out a parchment he had written about the Hogwarts Basilisk.
It contained various pieces of information about the Basilisk that he had compiled from the history of Hogwarts, History of Magic, various unofficial histories, and miscellaneous legends.
Kaisen took a closer look, and this history was indeed much longer than Professor Binns's. It could be traced back to when the four founders of Hogwarts were still alive, when Salazar Slytherin built a Chamber of Secrets inside the Castle. Legend had it that the Slytherin heir would open that Chamber of Secrets, obtain the treasure within, and eliminate all impure bloodlines.
"Slytherin's house animal is a snake, so your reasoning might actually be true. So when Lord Voldemort possessed Lockhart, he had Lockhart put the notebook containing him into the Chamber of Secrets beforehand."
"After his soul left Lockhart, his soul was drawn back by that Horcrux notebook, and it just so happened to attach itself to this so-called Slytherin treasure, the Basilisk. It's very reasonable," Kaisen nodded in agreement.
"All we need now is to find where Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is. I've compiled a list of excellent living members in Slytherin's history; perhaps asking them will yield something."
Dumbledore stood up, pulled a parchment from the bookshelf behind him, and handed it to Kaisen.
The latter took it and glanced at it.
"Alright, I know all of them, but I'm only on nodding terms with them. If they really know such a secret, I don't think they'd tell me, especially since their nieces and nephews aren't the prey of that Slytherin heir."
Kaisen placed the list on the table. As for the names on the list, he had indeed met all of them, from the oldest, Slughorn, whom he had met at a Ministry of Magic banquet, where Kaisen had acquired a bottle of Felix Felicis.
And the younger one was Snape. Although he always had a sour face, he wasn't the kind of person who disregarded the lives of Little Wizardss. Moreover, last semester, Draco called Hermione a Mudblood, and he reacted so strongly, so it's unlikely he holds any hatred towards Muggle-born Wizards.
"Tom has lost his mind. He doesn't treat Pure-blood families as prey. On this, I remain silent."
Kaisen stroked his chin: "Oh... the Weasley family is also Pure-blood?"
"In the mainstream view of the magic world... yes."
"No wonder the Weasley family teaches their children so well. If those Pure-blood families had half the skill of the Weasley family in educating their children, the magic world would truly have a beautiful tomorrow."
"Hmm..." Dumbledore, who hadn't been a Professor for many years, didn't have the bad habit of Professors easily getting sidetracked when discussing serious matters. He naturally guided the conversation back to the correct direction: "I instructed Hagrid to buy many roosters, they are the natural enemies of the Basilisk."
"...Do you know about Muggle gramophones? Although Hogwarts interferes with electromagnetic signals, old-fashioned record players should still work," Kaisen said.
"You don't know the cost of living until you run a household. Buying roosters is cheaper."
"Alright... anything else?"
"Not for now... and the matter of teaching students to make those dangerous Alchemy creatures..." Dumbledore suddenly realized halfway through that he and Kaisen still had an unsettled account regarding the Withering.
".....Farewell."
Kaisen, who had fled back to the alchemy office, breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the red glowing crystal ball button on his desk and pressing it.
Neville slowly flew in on his broomstick. The gift for Harry had already been sent out in advance.
After all, it was unknown how long the glasses would be bound this time. If he didn't send them then, he might not have another chance.
And this time, Neville brought a new topic.
"Ron's wand was picked up from an elder, and it's very difficult for him to use. I want to give him... um... how should I help him?"
Kaisen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed: "Not just Ron's, I've noticed your wand is also very... old, but the Longbottom family's financial situation is much better than the Weasley family's. Do you mind telling me why?"
Neville tightened his grip on his wand: "This is my father's wand, and I don't want to lose it."
"My condolences."
Neville shook his head awkwardly: "He's not dead, just incoherent in St. Mungo's Hospital."
"...This... I can't comfort you about this... What happened to them?"
Neville shook his head: "I don't know."
"If you don't know, then you don't know. If you can't remember, don't think about it. You want to make a wand that matches Ron... it's very simple."
A glowing book appeared in Kaisen's hand.
"The magic recorded in this enchantment book is Loyalty. You just need to let Ron enchant his wand with this enchantment book... Of course, you can also do it for him, just by making a few minor modifications to the book."
Neville looked at the enchantment book and was truly moved: "Can I secretly take his wand tonight?"
Thump!
Ouch!
Neville clutched his head: "Professor, why did you hit me?"
"First-year Colin Creevey was just petrified by the Basilisk, in broad daylight! And now you still want to sneak out at night?" Kaisen said, exasperated.
"But there's the life-saving teleportation you designed."
"Then you'd better pray that when it finds you, it kills you with its eyes, not by swallowing you whole with its gaping maw," Kaisen said, speechless.
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