"You're here now, aren't you? And believe me, I have never made a single mistake in all these times." Kayson showed his respect for a rare occasion, and honestly invited Dumbledore to the sofa, and then continued to study the silver skull in the corner that was shining with purple light.
"Is this your alchemy work?" Dumbledore asked.
"Almost, this is my finalized version of the magic stance amplification skeleton. Of course, it also has some built-in physical attack tools." Kayson said and continued to use various fine small squares to create some damage on the skeleton's spine.
"Is this an exoskeleton?" Dumbledore asked.
Kayson shook his head. "You still have to put it on and take it off, how troublesome it is."
"Is it just a puppet? Like Iron Golem?"
Kayson still shook his head.
"Then what is this?"
"Endoskeleton."
"???" Dumbledore stood up. "Is it the endoskeleton I thought it was?"
"Absolutely, do you know what the world looks like in the eyes of obsessive-compulsive disorder? If a small black dot appears in a pure white space, it will make obsessive-compulsive disorder feel very uncomfortable, but if it is an extremely chaotic space, it will not feel that way. It is like a mantis. Compared with an entire human skeleton with two more plug-ins, it is better to replace the entire skeleton." Kayson explained.
"I don't quite agree with your approach." Dumbledore shook his head.
"Emmm... I feel the same way, but if I ask you to help me, will you refuse?" Kayson said and took off his coat.
"What else can I do?" Dumbledore sighed and took out his wand.
"Thank you. In fact, you don't need to use a magic wand. You just need to send me to St Mungo's at the right time." As he spoke, he took out Diamond Sword and greeted him.
"Let me do it." Dumbledore stopped Kayson's movements, and with just a flick of his wand, the lines drawn on the latter's body with a marker were accurately cut by magic power.
"Oh, thank you so much." Kayson said, turned his back, hissed, and rubbed the hole made by magic onto the alchemy skeleton.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Click!
"... Then what?" Dumbledore asked with a confused face after witnessing everything but understanding nothing.
"What then, it's over." Kayson took out a bottle of Snape's gift of healing potion from the table nearby, put ice cubes in it, shook it, and drank it in one gulp.
"Do you know what you just looked like?" Dumbledore said.
"What are you thinking about?"
"It's like a person has forced a second frame into his body."
Kayson shrugged. "At least with this skeleton, I don't need to use those tiny squares to help me cos Levitation Charm."
"I want you and I to promise Kayson that if you want to engage in this kind of dangerous human alchemy in the future, you must tell me, or Snape." Dumbledore, like many parents who are facing adolescence and have begun to have children of their own will, persuades them with sincerity.
And Kayson still looked like that. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, no problem, I won't do it next time."
Dumbledore also knew what he had just said. Kayson didn't remember anything in his mind. He just sat on the sofa helplessly. "Lucius Malfoy Give it to me. After writing a letter, a person calling himself Vix gathered some wizards under the name Tom and planned to make a big fuss at Quidditch World Cup this year."
Kayson zhong put on his clothes. "But what good will this do to them?"
Dumbledore shook his head. "On the surface, it seems to be of no benefit, maybe it's just a prank, but I don't believe it. I'm more inclined to Tom intending to fish in troubled waters. Quidditch World Cup, what does he like?"
"Harry?" Kayson said.
"Maybe. Are you going to force the tiger to leave the mountain? It would be best for none of you to leave Harry on any given day."
Kayson put an old ice cube into the cup. "Then, you can't let me watch innocent people being in danger and remain indifferent."
Dumbledore naturally put the cup in front of him and poured some wine into it. "You can take him with you, as if you are letting him come into contact with the darkness of the magical world in advance."
Kayson brought the wine glass in front of him again and took a sip. "Don't tell me that Ministry of Magic plans to pretend to be dead."
"Oh, I have to take responsibility for our ally Lucius first. If more people know about it, he will be in more danger. I only told you this news." Dumbledore explained.
"I didn't know you were so particular before." Kayson complained.
"I've always been like this... Do you have confidence?"
Kayson nodded. "... if so."
"... Aren't you going to show me your skills?"
"Um..." Kayson stretched out his arm, and Mantis blade stretched out from his sleeve with a click. "I used Ender Cut before, but that thing was not very useful against high-level magic Fantastic Beasts or powerful wizards, so I upgraded this specially."
Dumbledore looked at him doubtfully, but he quickly reacted. He cooperated and took out a glass wine glass from the coffee table and put a layer of protection on it.
"I thought you would use yourself as a target for me." Kayson curled his lips and took Mantis blade back, curling his lips.
"Although I'm old, I'm not that stupid yet." Dumbledore explained, picked up the wine glass that had been casted and threw it towards a random place.
The next moment, a fine piston mechanical arm suddenly appeared behind Kayson, with a sharp blade on it that instantly penetrated all the wine glasses holding it.
"... Those shields can remain motionless under the burning of Fiendfyre... and where did you come from?" Dumbledore asked, looking at the robotic arm behind Kayson.
"It's always been in my built-in skeleton." Dumbledore walked around behind Kayson and took a look. It was true... a big hole was torn in his clothes.
"Huo, this thing does look cool, but it's just too alchemical... You should only have one, right?"
"Actually, no, I have... nine more powerful yet simple robotic arms like this!"
"..."