I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 265 Pay attention to your alchemy professor
"Magic is of course as powerful as possible. Because only in this way can we survive in a cruel environment."

Owen looked at her and said seductively, "But as the creatures that could endanger mankind gradually became extinct, and the crisis of human existence turned from the outside to the inside, the development of magic changed.

After all, dealing with human wizards is much easier than dealing with a chimera.

As time goes by, ancient magic is naturally gradually forgotten. "

"I see." Hermione nodded, and she learned a new perspective on historical evolution.

However, although Owen has explained it clearly, she is still worried: "Are these black magic?"

dark magic!
The subtext is that these spells need emotions as motivators?

Why is black magic evil, because the emotions required to activate this type of magic are evil, why as long as you use a killing curse on a wizard, whether you kill people or not, you will be thrown into Azkaban.

Because when the wand glowed green, at that moment, his will to brutally kill someone was clear.

And that's enough to be found guilty!

That's why Hermione cares about whether these magics are black magic.

Because she didn't want to subtly become a dark wizard.

"Hmm - you can change the color of the spell to pink."

"." Hermione blushed and gave him a white look - all kinds of flair.

"Okay! Although it has some impact, it's not what you think." Owen turned his head and said calmly.

"Really?" The little girl was still a little doubtful.

After all, powerful spells have various restrictions.

She just didn't believe that casting such a spell would be a little more difficult than the Levitating Charm.

"Ahem." Owen coughed dryly twice, straightened his back, trying to make himself look taller and more confident.

His arms dropped to his sides, his fingers wagging involuntarily.

He pretended to be calm and smiled back.

Then he immediately changed his face, "Didn't you say that you want to learn powerful spells? These three are the most powerful spells in Yuanli magic, and they are legendary spells. Do you want to learn it or not!"

"I'll learn!" She nodded affirmatively.

"Then study hard!" Owen tapped her on the head, "Look at the wand, what do you think I am doing? I have flowers on my face!"

"Oh!" A certain witch covered her head and focused her attention on the boy's wand with a silky look in her eyes.

The journey of learning magic with Owen was unforgettable.

Any little wizard will have a sense of admiration when he accepts his guidance.

He seems to know everything.

Not only in magic, but also in ancient history, secrets lost in time, etc.

He opened his mouth to come.

You have to admit that Irving is really excellent, and it is the kind of all-round excellence. You can't find his shortcomings in a certain subject.

In the snow-covered winter, snowflakes are like countless dancing butterflies, fluttering and falling on the eaves of the castle.

For the rest of the time, the two stopped practicing magic in the Room of Requirement.

Unlike Owen, Hermione can easily grasp the strength of the spell. As a beginner, if she is allowed to cast spells unscrupulously in the Room of Requirement, this room that has been passed down for more than 1000 years may be destroyed by her hands.

In the end, they chose the Outer Forbidden Forest near Hagrid's hut.

Since then, Hagrid has become their logistics support staff, and he can often see Owen and Hermione wearing thick woolen coats and heading to the Forbidden Forest.

In the beginning, he would block it with words.

But after Owen explained that he was teaching Hermione to learn powerful spells, Hagrid's resistance suddenly dropped a lot.

He knew about Hermione becoming a Hogwarts warrior. As a member of Hogwarts, he naturally hoped that Hogwarts would win the final Champions Cup.

Although Hagrid dislikes Owen very much, it is undeniable that he is capable of teaching Hermione at Hogwarts.

after that.

Hagrid chose to turn a blind eye to Owen and Hermione's frequent entry into the Forbidden Forest.

A few days later, he would even cook a pot of broth when the two returned.

In Hagrid's hut, Hermione and Owen were sitting on the sofa together.

Miss Granger stood close to the warm fire, her face flushed in the flickering firelight.

Outside the house, the blizzard was like fluff, like a group of dancing white ghosts. They roared and hit the windows frantically, making a rustling sound.

But the warmth inside the house is like a protective shield, keeping the cold out, leaving only quiet and comfort.

Holding a bowl of hot broth in her hand, she blew gently, and the tiny drops of water drifted away in the heat of the soup, as if they had gained life.

Her eyes twinkled with anticipation and satisfaction, and every time she took a sip of the broth, the corners of her mouth would turn up slightly, revealing a hint of joy.Her fingers trembled slightly by the side of the bowl, not because of the cold, but because of the excitement and anticipation in her heart.

Of course it was more likely that someone was right next to her.

"I warn you, don't teach Hermione any dark arts. If I find out, I will notify Dumbledore immediately." Hagrid was still worried about Miss Granger's possible fall into the Dark Wizard.

While speaking seriously, he also handed Owen a bowl of broth.

"That's not black magic!" someone emphasized.

But it is impossible to say that it has no impact on emotions. Stargazers will be attracted by the stars and gradually become obsessed with them and become withdrawn.

However - Owen glanced at the cheerful man, and did not put down his wand while drinking the broth.

The vine wand in her hand was shining with aqua blue light, and there were two glowing, small comets about the size of a thumb circling around the wand.

Well - it looks like Miss Granger is unaffected.

"Oh! By the way, how did Dumbledore discuss with the other principals in the first level?" He took a sip of the broth, which was very salty and had a strong meaty aroma.

"There's a lot of disagreement." Hagrid sat in his armchair, Fang gnawing at a piece of fresh meat at the bottom of his feet.

"And it was not Dumbledore who primarily designed the exam questions."

"Who is that?" Owen asked curiously.

"Who else could it be?" He glared at Owen.Immediately someone understood it immediately.

"He always said it was too simple, too simple. Then he kept increasing the difficulty. Oh! I don't think even the Aurors might pass the test he proposed in the previous seminar."

"The level of little wizards is increasing year by year. If the difficulty is still the same as before, it will be too easy for them. It's okay to increase the difficulty appropriately."

"I know." Hagrid gasped and said in a rough voice, "But we must also respect reality!"

"You are still students, not Aurors."

It seemed that Hagrid was very dissatisfied with the content of the game.

As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and whispered to Owen, "You should go find the new alchemy professor, he is the Dark Lord's man through and through.

He is making key props for the game.If you want Hogwarts to win. "

Hagrid winked at him, needless to say, with a deep meaning.

"No problem, I'll go find him."

Owen also showed a deep smile.

At this time, the blizzard outside the house became more violent, but the temperature inside remained comfortable.

Hermione's breath formed a faint mist in the air, like some kind of mysterious charm.Her heart beat faster under the stimulation of hot soup and magic, it was a rhythm of anticipation and challenge.

She looked out the window, and there seemed to be a vague figure crossing the sky in the wind and snow. Its snow-white body blended into the snowflakes. If you didn't observe carefully enough, you wouldn't be able to find it at all.

"How's Hermione's spell learning going?"

Hagrid rubbed Fang Ya's head, then took the piece of meat from its mouth, and threw it further away. Sure enough, the foodie dog slowly chased after the piece of meat.

Hearing the sound, Miss Granger lowered her head in shame. I don't know if it was because the difficulty of the spell was too high, or because the learning process was too ambiguous.

"Oh! You know." Owen lay on the sofa, tucked his body into the beaver fur behind him, and waited for the snow to stop. "The magic that Miss Granger can't perform hasn't been invented yet!"

"That's right!" Hagrid nodded and said in agreement.

When Hermione started to burn her neck, he smiled and looked at her caringly.

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The following days passed quickly.

The course schedule at Hogwarts is full, and it seems that the professor is planning to make up for the delays caused by holding the competition by adding one-third more courses.

Alchemy classes finally reopened in November.

As the new alchemy professor who replaced Dumbledore, Victor was not respected by the young wizards at first.

He looked so young.

Some are as big as seventh grade.

And alchemy is a profound subject, and it is simply unrealistic to achieve brilliant achievements at such a young age.

Therefore, most of the young wizards who took this course only thought that he was caught by Dumbledore.

Didn't expect much talent from Victor.

until the first class.

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In a classroom of real dark wizards.

At the entrance, there are three eye-catching glass tanks in the corner. The green liquid inside is filled with organs mixed with flesh and metal, which are placed on several walls.

A gurney, blood-stained on the leather surface, and a robotic drill lay quietly in the middle of the room.

Dozens of dismantled and scattered limbs of some kind of creature were hung on every wall.For Victor, his classroom may have been the sanctuary for his most creative and momentous experiments, but he could also imagine that it might scare young children.

"Ah~~~" Most of the little wizards who entered the alchemy classroom would scream like this.

Then I want to escape from here.

But when they poured into the classroom and didn't react, Owen closed the door.

Then he would look at the many little wizards with a half-smile.

There are many little wizards who choose alchemy this year, all four colleges, Hermione, George and Fred are all there.

What made Owen even more excited was that most wizards from the other three schools also took this course.After all, most of them are sixth- and seventh-year wizards.Taking this course is perfectly normal.

This includes the three warriors, Fleur, Krum and Coyatel.

The former was born in Beauxbatons, where alchemy was prosperous, and of course he would be curious about the alchemy class at Hogwarts. The latter is probably Grindelwald's name for him, and poor Krum has no chance to choose.

As for Coatel?

She may have come to this class with the mentality of seeing a joke, because she really dislikes Hogwarts.

now--

In classrooms, desks have been removed.

Replaced with a flat table.

There were all kinds of alchemy equipment on the table, of course—these were not important, the important thing was that there was a corpse on the table.

Yes - a dead body of Ta Mew.

Victor picked up something that looked like a Muggle flashlight, and pressed its top switch. The flashlight immediately emitted an extremely delicate red light, and the red light cut through the shell of the acromantula steadily and accurately.

Suddenly, there was a lingering smell of burnt meat in the classroom.

The little wizards covered their noses and backed away, but he remained calm and began to dismantle the giant spider's limbs.

In a moment, the table was half full of giant spiders
Afterwards, Victor took the alchemy machine he had placed on the table, and embedded the machine into the giant spider's body.

The little wizard may not be used to such a scene, but Victor - is seeing blood vessels and tendons interlaced and fused with mechanical enhancements.Instead of being afraid or shrinking, he felt a sense of accomplishment because he saw the seamless integration between synthetic materials and biological materials.

Victor kept his left hand still and adjusted the silver dial of the iris lens with his right hand.This device adjusts the light path through a set of reflective lenses, allowing him to see the classroom clearly.

"This acromantula has a very serious heart disease. It is parasitized by a magical plant."

The classroom was so quiet that there was an echo even if a pin dropped.

The little wizards held their breath and stared blankly at Victor at the table.

"Now, I will use an alchemy machine to replace its heart." Victor said as he went deep into his arm, stuffing a 'mechanical heart' the size of a pumpkin into the car-sized acromantula in front of him.

"Professor, will it come back to life?" Owen enthusiastically rushed to the front line, staring directly at the bloody thing on the desk. The ugly thing that hit him did not dampen his enthusiasm. Instead, he was still on the sidelines.

Owen picked up a bone carving knife and handed it over.

"It's already dead, Sanchez!" Victor took the knife, and then slowly scratched across the wound at the heart of the giant spider he had just created. Stimulated by the weak electric current from the incision, it healed extremely quickly.

"It's amazing!" Owen looked at the wound carefully. Obviously, the knife in his hand was also a magic item.

"But you can make it into an alchemy puppet," he said.

"It will be more reliable than any charm."

"Cool!" Owen sighed, and then said with a smile on his face, "Professor, what if it is a human? In other words, can this kind of puppet retain the original abilities of magical animals? Or can it only become an unconscious creature that relies on biting? beast?"

He said kindly, but those words sounded like a thunderbolt in the little wizard's ears.

Everyone turned their attention to him.

There was more or less a trace of fear in his eyes looking at him.

"Some qualities can be retained, about the ability of the body, such as: Zuowu's ability to change shape, Yeqi's ability to see the dead clearly, and the fire dragon's breath of flames, but some about the soul, such as Qilin's ability to distinguish good from evil will be lost.”

"However." He paused, "Ancient magic may have different effects. That kind of magic has a wonderful transformation effect on organisms. It may be possible to achieve the highest work of alchemy, the creation of souls."

"Really?" Owen nodded, stretched out his hand to caress the puppet Acantara, and all kinds of small thoughts suddenly came to mind.

Create a soul!

This is the pinnacle of alchemy that even the three holy artifacts have not achieved.

The Resurrection Stone is a sharp tool used to make Infernal corpses, but it only summons the dead souls instead of creating a soul that is completely under the control of the caster.

There was a time when Voldemort held the Resurrection Stone, but because no one ever loved him, neither his father nor his mother.

So he did not see the souls of the dead, and knew nothing about the secret of the resurrection stone.

Just missed an army of Inferi.

"Yuck~~~"

Suddenly there were bursts of retching sounds in the classroom.

The faces of the little wizards were pale, and few of them could remain calm.

Even the young Hogwarts wizards who have seen a lot in the past few years have never seen such a battle.

It's not gory, it's not disgusting.

Rather——why would someone calmly dismantle that poor acromantula bit by bit, like dismantling a piece of machinery, filling the table with its parts bit by bit.

This is no longer bloody, but horror.

Miss Granger's face looked equally ugly.Her lips were pale, but she looked stronger than other little wizards.

The biggest reaction was undoubtedly the young wizards from other colleges.

Especially the wizards of Beauxbatons.

Such a bloody scene was something they had never encountered before.One by one couldn't stop shaking.

Compared to Beauxbatons, the other two colleges are much better.

Especially Ilvermorny.

The girl named Coatel frowned slightly. Although she also showed discomfort, she didn't mean to panic at all.

This aroused Owen's curiosity.

What has she experienced to be able to remain motionless in the face of such a bloody scene.

"Ancient magic not only possesses huge energy, but also has the ability to control matter. Many technologies that cannot be achieved by conventional magic can be easily broken through through ancient magic."

Victor continued.

After hearing this, Irving has not yet reacted.

The girl from Ilvermorny opened her mouth first, "How to manipulate matter? Do you need a special spell?"

Her voice was euphemistic, her figure was tall and elegant, and the school uniform of Ilvermorny was as luxurious as a dress on her body.

"No special spells are needed. You just need to dispatch the magic power." Victor just looked up at her, then turned around and began to write and draw on the blackboard.

Under the blessing of the spell, dense alchemy rules and calculation formulas automatically began to appear on the blackboard.

It seems to put people in the classroom of advanced mathematics.

(End of this chapter)