I'm Really an Alchemist

He could understand why Harry Potter rejected Hogwarts.

If Harry Potter and the Dursleys reconcile, it is normal for Harry to be affected by the Dursleys' aversion to magic. This is why Dumbledore never thought of changing Harry Potter's living environment s reason.

He raised Harry just to follow the trajectory of fate and solve Voldemort's troubles.

Then I learned that the changes in the Dursley family were related to a certain musician.

Dumbledore had a keen sense of conspiracy.

"Mrs. Bell, you really caused me trouble." Dumbledore didn't bother to reprimand the Squib. He took out his wand, tapped it lightly on the wizard robe, and with a bang, the dark and wide wizard robe became Trendy trench coat.

The wand becomes an umbrella.

Dumbledore straightened his Muggle clothes and knocked on the Dursley's door.

Even before the door was opened, laughter could be heard inside.

"Who is it!"

The chubby Dudley opened the door and saw a strange and stylish old man with a white beard. He turned his head and shouted, "Dad, there is an old man here!"

Vernon, who still had a smile on his face, poked his head out of the living room and saw the unforgettable nightmare eleven years ago, his smile froze all of a sudden.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dursley."

Dumbledore made a quaint courtesy.

"Get out!" Vernon screamed in fear, Petunia hurried out of the living room, saw the Hogwarts headmaster, she pulled Dudley to her side in panic.

"Ms. Petunia, I still remember the letter you wrote to me!"

Dumbledore rolled his eyes.

Petunia's face was pale and resentful. A long time ago, when her sister received the admission letter from Hogwarts, she also wrote to Dumbledore herself, wanting to enroll in the School of Magic.

Naturally it was rejected.

"We don't welcome you!" Vernon guarded his wife behind him, like a bull guarding his family, ferocious and angry.

Dumbledore said: "I just want to know about Harry Potter, Mr. Dursley, please be lenient, although the Ministry of Magic does not allow wizards to cast magic on Muggles, but I think, on my reputation A Muggle doing a little prank is fine."

Under Dumbledore's secret threat, Vernon could only let him into the living room.

The white wizard and the savior finally meet again.

"Harry Potter." The white wizard said with emotion: "The last time I saw you, you were still so young. Sorry, I didn't save your parents."

Harry is very smart, he guessed Dumbledore's origin.

He also refused decisively.

"Mr. Wizard." He said, "If you want me to enter Hogwarts, please leave. I promise my uncle that I will not enter the wizarding world, and my ideal is not to become a wizard, but to be a wizard." A great musician!"

Musician again?

This is the second time Dumbledore has heard the term musician. A trace of anxiety floated in his heart, but he smiled and said, "Harry, you have never seen the fun of magic."

He reached for the umbrella and restored the wand to its original shape.

Then with a light sweep, the room suddenly became warmer, as if a stove was burning.

Seasonal flowers are blooming in vases, and colorful desserts are quickly piled up on the coffee table.

Dudley looked at the desserts on the table, his eyes were almost bulging, and he was swallowing his saliva, thinking that Harry would not go and I would go.

"As long as you learn magic, you can do all this easily." Dumbledore bewitched, "Teleportation, immortality, you can do even more incredible things."

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

Magic is a fatal attraction for any child.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wizard." Harry looked at the expectant eyes of his relatives, and whispered: "I have already received the love of my family, and I also have my own dreams."

Dumbledore's smile froze on his face.

After a long silence, he took a deep look at the Boy Who Lived: "Harry, I will keep your letter, and before July [-], as long as you can change your mind, you can enter Hogwarts." .”

After saying that, the white wizard sighed lowly, walked over the nervous Muggles into the deep night.

Petunia and Vernon embraced each other, and fell to the ground limply, while Dudley slipped cautiously into the living room, grabbed the dessert and stuffed it into his mouth, whispering: "Harry, you should really agree, if you learn With magic, you can make so many delicious things in different ways.”

Harry doesn't want to talk to his foodie cousin!

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"Please tell me the details about the musician."

Dumbledore stopped on Privet Drive, looking quietly at the house at No. 4 Privet Drive.

The squib beside him hesitated to inform Ivan about the general information.

"A musician summoned by the Queen?"

Dumbledore was troubled.

Wizards are detached from the Muggle world, but they are also integrated into the Muggle world. They can look at Muggles who don't have magic with disdain, but they can't use this arrogance on the royal family.

You know, wizards used to be proud of entering the royal family and being royal magicians.

Muggles are Muggles though.

But influential Muggles and ordinary Muggles are different concepts.

At least the Minister for Magic is implicitly equal to the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom.

Why would such a Muggle musician intervene in Harry Potter's life?

Dumbledore was puzzled. From the inexplicable prediction of the divination professor half a year ago, he had a sense of crisis and wanted to bring his fate back to the original track.

In any case, Harry Potter must attend Hogwarts!

Dumbledore took the Muggle subway to the Kensington area, cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and sneaked into the musician's mansion.

It didn't take much effort for him to follow the melodious sound of the piano to the piano room.

A handsome young man with black hair and black eyes sat in front of the upright piano, and melodious and beautiful music slowly flowed through the entire villa.

Even Dumbledore had to admit the other party's accomplishments on the piano.

With such a level of music, even the white wizard was almost addicted to it and escaped from the disillusionment spell.

shook his head.

Dumbledore raised his wand and apologized inwardly.

"Legislasia!"

A red ray condensed on the tip of the wand and stabbed towards the musician. Dumbledore wanted to modify the other's memory to correct his fate.

The piano sound stopped abruptly.

"Dumbledore, you will never defeat me!"

In the center of the ruined city, the sky was gloomy, and the raging fire surrounded the white-haired man.

"Grindelwald." Dumbledore looked up at the white-haired man in the flames, his pupils shrunk, and the surrounding pictures flashed, and he turned out the most profound picture in his memory.

Parents died, sister committed suicide because of being bullied by Muggles.

The past of falling in love with Grindelwald.

He turned against his younger brother.

These cruel and cold memories were forcibly pried out from the depths of his brain. Dumbledore suddenly came back to his senses. He understood that he had done something wrong. This musician was born with Occlumency.

The Legilimency he released was backlashed!

The illusion is dispelled.

Dumbledore covered his forehead, seeing the young musician on the piano turned his head, his face was a little surprised, but more intriguing.

"Magic, wizard." The musician whispered, "It's very interesting!"

Dumbledore grasped his wand tightly and pointed it at Zhou Qi.

But the spell was stuck in his throat, but he didn't dare to use it easily. In the Muggle community, only some people who are extremely focused and have reached the limit in a certain field are born with closed brains.

Just like the painter Van Gogh, his thinking mode is completely different from that of ordinary people. A wizard once used Legilimency on Van Gogh, but he was counter-cursed.

Dumbledore did not expect that the young musician in front of him had reached the peak of his skills.

He couldn't help laughing wryly.

Legilimency was backlashed, and the other party had already seen the wizard's secret through his own brain.

The white wizard had never suffered such a big loss, and it was still on a Muggle. He became annoyed, if he was prepared, even if the curse backfired, he could close his brain in time.

"Mr. Ivan, hello."

Wizard White shook his head, curbed his negative emotions, leaned forward and said, "Please forgive my recklessness."

The Oblivion Curse does not have much effect on geniuses who are born with closed brains. According to the rules of the wizarding world, once a Muggle knows a wizard's secret, they will be judged by the Ministry of Magic.

But the Muggle in front of him was no ordinary Muggle.

He is a great musician summoned by Her Majesty the Queen, and the wizard wants to judge him, so he has to weigh whether he has the courage.

Dumbledore gave up the struggle.

He would rather accept punishment from the Ministry of Magic.

"I am the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—Albus Dumbledore. I acted rashly on you before, because I want fate to return to its original track."

Chapter 363 Chapter 6 The Ministry of Magic (Subscribe)

Bright and warm bungalows with crackling fireplaces.

Dumbledore tasted Keemun black tea from the Far East. The bright red color of the soup and the sweet and mellow taste made this white wizard who had lived for hundreds of years deeply moved. There are many conveniences in magic, but in terms of enjoyment , but inferior to the rich among Muggles.

"You mean, Harry Potter has wizard blood."

Zhou Qi took a sip of strong tea, and said lightly: "And my intervention made him reject the invitation from the Magic Academy."

Dumbledore said sincerely: "Mr. Ivan, I hope you can persuade Harry to use his magical talent to be a Muggle. It's a pity...I don't think Muggles are inferior, but he There should be brighter prospects."