Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Chemistry...a strange and familiar word, like a memory from a lifetime, Harry thought.

Where did you know this concept? He recalled the years when he was in elementary school. It was really not a pleasant memory. After Dudley's mischief and humiliation, he didn't want to recall much.

Fortunately, he still remembers some of the contents of the experimental class. Chemistry should be a subject that changes matter?

He picked up "Unreliable Alchemy" a little distractedly and looked towards Hermione-"I have already read it, Harry." Hermione said, she was pointing fingers on a stack of books, Pick out the book "The Fifth Element Controversy" according to interest.

"Miss Granger, I suggest you start with Chapter 7. The explanation on the effect of magic on material is very fascinating, and it is the most convincing I have seen in recent years." Felix said.

"Oh, thank you professor." Hermione said hi zi zi.

"What about us?" Harry asked, and he desperately needed some advice, because the book he had was not thinner than Hermione's.

He turned to the middle at random, and turned a few pages, only to see a picture. The wizard inside looked like a portrait hanging on the wall of an old house in Black. They were all rolled up. Hair and clothes like those worn by court nobles.

Felix looked up towards Harry and Ron, showing a kind smile, "Starting from the preface. One of my experiences in reading the book is that basic knowledge should not be sloppy."

"After reading this This book, look at "Nine Sects of Alchemy", you have the most basic understanding of alchemy. At this time, it is best to write a review paper, but of course, it is barely possible to replace it with a knowledge map... "Alchemy General Techniques", "Nick Flamel Manuscript 1", or "The Fifth Element Controversy", it will not be difficult to read."

Two swallowing sounds sounded, Harry and Ron glanced at each other.

'Divination's homework? '

'Continue to make up. '

They quickly understood the meaning of each other's eyes, and each pulled out a parchment from the schoolbag. Starting from the introduction, only looking at two lines, Harry couldn't help but frowned——

'I am a wizard who is crazy about alchemy, remember this name, Crofts Albold Adrian, it will always shine in the field of alchemy, even more than Nick Flamel Dazzling, because I will be the Number One Person who conquered Philosopher's Stone. '

'Some people may say that Nick Flamel was the first alchemist to uncover the mystery of Philosopher's Stone, but I think this is a misinformation, because Philosopher's Stone can be produced without side effects Immortality medicine, if he really made the Philosopher's Stone, we wouldn't know...and I will find him immediately and worship him as a teacher. But the fact is, he has long since disappeared. '

Harry heard Ron mumble: "It's because of someone like you that he hid." He grinned, and thought it made sense, and they continued to look down.

'There has never been a lack of alchemists who claimed to have refined Philosopher's Stone in history. Such words are like those wizards who have obtained Legendary wand, claiming that they are invincible, but disappear forever. In our sight. Adrian's comment on this is: Honor is the reward of hard training, who would have the heart to give up? Similarly, we can speculate that those who are said to be able to extend their lifespan and defeat Death, if they really succeed, have any reason to hide from them? Is it because they have incurable dragon pox on their faces? '

'Next I will introduce to you my personal experience, I, Crofts Albold Adrian, an alchemy genius, graduated from Hogwarts Ravenclaw house, and spent after graduation I spent a lot of time traveling, visiting the famous alchemists one by one, combining their thoughts, correcting their mistakes, and finally assembled my first book. I will dedicate it to my alma mater, the greatest magic school-Hogwarts. If there are students in later generations who see this, they should learn about my outstanding achievements from my other books...'

Harry felt that the tone of this'Adrian' was too Lockhart's tone, he thought Asking Ron’s opinion, Ron whispered: "I suddenly wanted to find out if this person has published a second book. I mean... there may always be accidents, maybe our genius friends run out of inspiration, or hurry. When I came across a Hungarian Horntail that came out looking for food."

……

Felix was looking at his magic-Shield Charm, wondering how to combine them into one . It has been more than two months since he returned from Beauxbatons. The Beauxbatons version of Shield Charm has successfully reached Level 6.

It seems to have undergone sublimation, the battlefield scars of the rusty Scabers on the surface have been faded, and it has become smooth and shiny, and its color has become a beautiful scarlet, like a huge ruby ​​cut from.

At this time, Felix is ​​holding a very metallic feel mask in one hand-it is a part of the complete armor, the left hand is the golden, the right hand is the scarlet, he has been looking carefully for a long time, but still has no clue. Felix's initial idea was to block his memory about Shield Charm, and learn from the beginning, the last two Shield Charm will merge naturally.

But this speculation proved to be wrong.

He put his two palms together, and the gold and blood-red armor masks collided with each other, making a crisp metallic sound, but there was no sign of fusion. He couldn't help but suspect that his Magical Theory was not enough, unable to understand and accommodate this kind of strength of magic?

Felix casually put the scarlet mask on his face, his vision turned into a fuzzy scarlet, like a red scarf. He lifts the head and looks around the library, observing the students in the distant seats from this novel perspective.

There was a slight noise nearby.

Felix glanced over her head and saw Hermione hiding her mouth and laughing. When he looked over, she straightened her face immediately.

"Professor, what is this?" She whispered, and she saw Madam Pince patrolling through the gaps in the bookshelf.

"Shield Charm's representation," Felix explained, "both." He handed her the golden mask, "How do you think you should fuse them together?"

"Level 6 incantation?" Hermione took it with interest, and took it in her hand for a closer look. She thought for a while and asked: "Is it the one who helped the Beauxbatons champion resist the flame?"

Felix Weiwei nodded, he briefly introduced the origins of the two forms of Shield Charm.

Hermione pondered, but this question is too deep for her, and she can only guess without basis, "It is related to the cognition of magic?"

"There is this Possibly," Felix nodded, "This is one of my guesses, but—" He watched silently as Hermione put the golden mask on his face, and stared at him.

"Is it fun?"

Hermione quietly made a grimace behind the mask, took off the golden mask, and said solemnly: "Will it still exist above Level 6 magic? A new magic form, like a magic ball? It should cover the two shield charms, golden and scarlet... I guess it must be difficult!"

Felix sighed, "The problem is that there is no idea. Although I know I can do it, it's only a matter of time." But seeing a higher realm faintly made him a little ticklish.

"You can ask Headmaster Dumbledore." Hermione suggested.

"I haven't seen anyone else recently, maybe our headmaster is traveling." Felix shook his head and said. He didn't elaborate on how he was stopped by the monster statue at the door when he used Patronus to go to the headmaster office in the morning.

He guessed that Dumbledore is still searching for Horcrux, maybe he is chatting with the boss of Borgin and Burkes now? At least he knows what gift he should give him for Christmas, a dark magic finder or a wool cloak.

"Your suggestion is very useful, Granger." He said, waved away magic.

Felix left soon, and he still has classes in the afternoon. When he disappeared, Harry handed Hermione a newspaper.

"What's the matter?"

"I borrowed it from the table next door," Harry said concisely, "Look at the fourth edition."

Hermione Quick Flipping through the newspaper of the day, my eyes paused slightly on the photo of Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff gloomy's face. The headline was "Are the cheaters still eligible to be a referee?" Not surprisingly, I saw Rita Ski in the reporter's column. Te name, she was sincerely grateful that this woman didn't pay attention to them, and even felt weird that she had escaped.

She quickly turned to the fourth edition. That was a short article, an interview with the competent official of the Wizard Examination Bureau. She knew that this should be the point of Professor Gusrda Marchban mentioned by Professor Haip in the class.

She looked at ten lines and found the "sharp and instructive" content--

Reporter: What do you think of Hogwarts' performance on the first task?

Makiban: I am proud.

Reporter: Are you surprised that the two teams won the first and second places respectively?

Makiban: No, I think it's normal. This shows that we have come out of the shadow of war.

Reporter: Some people say that Hogwarts' educational achievements are the result of Minister Fudge's coming to power. What do you think?

Makiban: Oh, that person is talking nonsense.