"What's the problem? Oh, right... Once I've finished making all the parts, you can take these molds away and dispose of them for me," Kayson said casually.
"Make sure you destroy every last one of them. These molds were custom-fitted, and they contain my body measurements. If some curse master or Dark Magic master got hold of them, they could use that information to come up with ways to target me."
Kayson had learned his lesson this time. He couldn't just hand money to the Weasley twins without saying anything. Instead, he had to make it seem like a trade, like he was hiring the twins to do some work, so the gold would pass through their hands.
Then those two little troublemakers who had crossed out the Red Warband's hair would naturally set aside their own share.
A gentleman did not accept food handed out in charity... but if they picked it out through their own skill, it didn't count as charity.
The Weasley twins exchanged a glance. "No problem, Professor!"
Kayson nodded and continued making molds with Cedric.
But with four people in the room and two of them sitting idle, wasn't that a bit wasteful?
With that thought, Kayson tossed another huge pile of Netherite blocks into the smelter. Once they had all melted into Netherite liquid, he handed the newly made molds to the Weasley twins in one go.
"Use these molds to cast the Netherite liquid. Once the cast pieces are done, take them out and set them aside. Remember to sort them properly," Kayson instructed.
"No problem, Professor!"
"And remember to be careful," Kayson said.
Inside the small room, it was like one of England's sweatshops at the dawn of the Industrial Revolution. Even the temperature rose sharply.
Weasley removed a component and handed