Please do not nitpick the altered Hogwarts curriculum and examination system.
"Why are you reacting so strongly?" Kayson asked in confusion.
"Because I genuinely studied your papers, and I failed more than once. I even thought you hadn't fully documented the enchanting platform's techniques, or that it was some special talent of yours... If I hadn't luckily succeeded once in the end..."
"And now you're telling me that two of your students have thoroughly mastered enchanting platforms? They can even set up shop in Diagon Alley?" Ollivander said incredulously.
"Hey, I never said they were setting up in Diagon Alley. But I did leave them a storefront there," Kayson said with a smug look.
"Fine. It's about time old folks like us made way for the younger generation," Ollivander said with a sigh.
"You can't put it like that. Well, if you could do me a favor and go easy on them, I'll teach you step by step," Kayson said darkly as he leaned close to Ollivander.
"I'm very sorry, but I won't be needing that." Ollivander rolled his eyes. Though he had never denied that Kayson's achievements in alchemy were eighteen streets ahead of his own—a businessman of some unknown generation living off his ancestors' legacy—Ollivander, as the proper head of a family blessed with outstanding talent in alchemy, still had his pride.
Still, fortunately... Ollivander remained quite the character...
Perhaps because of their past friendship, or perhaps because of something else too vague to name, he still gave the young wizards rather high marks during the alchemy examination.
Praise Ollivander.
After the examinations ended, Hogwarts returned once more to that warm, relaxed atmosphere.
Of course, not everyone felt that way. Harry, for example.
At that moment, Harry was suffering in Grindelwald's office.
To be fair, before teaching Harry