The sweatshop was moved from upstairs to downstairs. After Kayson made the main body of the robotic arm, he continued to use other materials to research other parts.
This component must be carefully considered. I remember when Kayson had not traveled through time, I played a MC Tinkers' Construct integration package. That integration package locked the original tool. Steve could not be used, so I could only use Tinkers' Construct.
He thought at the time that stone was stronger and more durable than wood, so he foolishly used stone to make binding knots and handles.
These two things are features of Tinkers' Construct, which are basically equivalent to real-world tool making, and everyone should be able to understand it.
Stone is so brittle.
So when Kayson is playing, a full stone pickaxe can only dig one stone, so when he needs to make a furnace, his backpack needs to contain eight pickaxes.
At this moment, a big sister pointed out the error Kayson, and he knew...
The components in the Tinkers' Construct module are said to have durability...
Mom is mentally retarded...
So this time Kayson learned a lesson and began to carefully calculate the durability of each component.
Suddenly, Kayson was so awesome that he used his robotic arm to kill Voldemort, only to be shattered into pieces... how embarrassing.
And just as Kayson was writing and drawing carefully on the parchment, Grindelwald suddenly appeared behind him.
"Did I just say... that I want you to go have a meal?" Grindelwald Youyou said.
This faint voice instantly made Kayson couldn't help but shudder, and turned around stiffly, just like a child telling his parents to wait until I finish playing with it. He also stiffened and said, "I'll finish the last one."
Grindelwald, like all parents, put his hands on his hips and shook his head. "No."
Then he directly patted Kayson on the shoulder and tried to pull him up.
"Ah, I'm here, I'm here." Kaisen stood up and walked towards the restaurant. After sitting down, he held hands with others and sang songs.
After he finished singing, Kayson slowly asked a question.
"As wizards, why should we praise God? Didn't his believers kill wizards in the past?"
"..."
Kayson's words silenced everyone in the room without realizing it, and continued to chatter about something yes or no. It was not until Snape walked out of the fireplace and sat next to Kayson that he finally closed his mouth.
Because Snape was tired of hearing this, and was pinching his legs from below.
"OK, OK, let's eat, I won't say any more." Kayson rubbed his thighs and then slowly picked up the knife and fork.
It is not a fast meal because there are too many people.
There are several wizarding families and a large number of little wizards, and when adults and children sit at the same table, there is always a topic that cannot be avoided.
For example...
Mr. Longbottom was the first to speak, "You are now grown up, do you have any plans for the future?"
Ginny, the only one present who was not too old, lowered his head silently, wanting to cosplay himself into a red jam on a dinner plate.
The other little wizards all looked at each other. "Maybe...Aurors? I always thought Aurors was pretty cool." Harry said.
"Harry, with your results, you may still be a little far away from becoming Aurors, but if your quality becomes Aurors, I think there is no doubt about it." Aurors's Kingsley said.
As for the other Aurors present, Moody has been retired for a long time, and it is indeed abnormal.
Mr. Longbottom is even more important. He has been working at St Mungo's for ten years. His view of the current situation of Aurors's profession is not as good as Moody's.
"How many of you are there? Let's start with you, Wei George, Fred." Mr. Weasley also took over the conversation and asked Yu.
"Joke shop." Gemini said quickly.
"I don't think..." Mrs. Weasley had just begun to talk when Weasley Twins paid him respect. "Mom, look at Percy."
"Do you really want us to become like that after entering Ministry of Magic?"
The twins sang and talked in harmony. Percy, who was sitting at the other end of the dining table, lowered his head in shame, just like Ginny.
Since the last time he was sent out by Fudge on an errand, when he came he was told that Fudge was dead and Umbridge was killed. The people of the Fudge faction were scattered. Those who went in, there were only three or two big cats and kittens left, and he was actually the biggest one.
Because in addition to being a grassroots employee, he also works part-time as a Ministry of Magic Minister's Office cigar purchaser.
But my current minister, Barty Crouch, really doesn't smoke much...
"Ministry of Magic can't be said to be a good place to go." Percy raised his head dryly and said.
"Look, our dear brother has said this, how can he be wrong?"
Mrs. Weasley was choked by this person and was speechless. He turned his head and looked at the next victim. "Ron, tell me about yours?"
"Maybe it will be the Quidditch athlete. Anyway, I was selected to participate in Gryffindor Quidditch Team."
Ginny luckily escaped because he was too young, followed by classmates Cedric and Neville. Their respective fathers looked at them curiously.
"Well... alchemy shop!" Cedric said firmly.
Now there is only one Neville left.
His face turned red with embarrassment. "Maybe... I haven't thought about it yet."
Professor McGonagall coughed. "I need to remind you, Neville, you are now in the fifth grade. It is time to consider the improvement class for the sixth and seventh grade. Nowadays, it is still difficult for OWLS to find a decent job. Maybe you can think about your strengths, Herbology, Charms, and even alchemy."
"Professor I will consider...Professor Kayson, if I want to take an alchemy improvement class..." Neville nodded and looked towards Kayson.
"I have not set a limit for the alchemy advanced class, but the time for the sixth and seventh graders is quite urgent. If the alchemy study time will encroach on the subjects you really want to learn, I don't recommend it." Kayson explained,