I'm Really an Alchemist

It is already incredible that the white wizard can lower his profile and plead with Muggles like this.

Zhou Qi put down the white porcelain teacup, tapped his fingers on the mahogany tabletop, thoughtfully: "Mr. Dumbledore, you have magic, but you can't change Harry's mind. What can I do?"

Dumbledore felt a little ashamed.

"Maybe you don't know, Harry has a special meaning to us!" The white wizard whispered: "He defeated the Dark Lord when he was young, and he is the destined savior. If Harry gives up magic, it's not just magic The world, even the Muggle society will be controlled by the Dark Lord who comes back!"

In order to let Harry Potter return to its original destiny.

Dumbledore even spoke out the prophecies circulated in the wizarding world.

The result was not what he had imagined. The expression of the Muggle musician in front of him gradually became indifferent, and his eyes were calm with a little irony.

"Mr. Wizard." The musician said, "If I understand correctly, what you need is not Harry Potter, but a savior in destiny, right?"

He unceremoniously tore up the rhetoric that Dumbledore used to whitewash, and revealed the cruel truth.

"You ignore Harry's grievances, ignore Harry's growth environment, just to make him a tool to promote fate. In your eyes, what is Harry Potter? Is it a pig raised by you?"

The musician made no secret of the sarcasm in his tone.

Dumbledore was speechless. At this moment, the Muggle musician in front of him overlapped with Severus Snape who was crying eleven years ago.

"Fate cannot be changed, this is Harry's fate."

Dumbledore is worthy of being a seasoned white wizard, and he quickly sobered up from doubts.

Musician: "Do you like music?"

Dumbledore frowned: "No one will refuse music."

"Then whose music do you like more?" The musician got up, walked to the painted upright piano and sat down, looking like he wanted to play on the spot.

Dumbledore couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he could only follow the words: "Bach! Johann Sebastian Bach, I love his "St. Matthew Passion"."

The voice just fell.

The solemn and low-pitched music flowed out slowly, Zhou Qi looked sad, and moved his arms and wrists with his shoulders, playing the 72nd score of "The Passion of Matthew" like a beautiful dance music.

The white wizard couldn't help but lose his mind.

"The Passion of Matthew" is based on Bach's narration of the Passion of Jesus in the "Bible".

But in the hands of young musicians, it is miraculous to express this piece with the multi-range of the piano.

But Dumbledore was not surprised.

He has listened to "The Passion of Matthew" many times, and has listened to many famous adaptations, but he has never heard an adaptation like this. It only changed a few ranges, and in the solemn and sad tone, he vaguely raised high emotions. .

It's like raising the sails in a turbulent tsunami, but sailing against the wind, piercing through the clouds. In the passionate and grand movement, the white wizard sees the light pouring from behind the layers of dark clouds.

The piano sound slowly stopped.

The musician's palms are still on the black and white keys, and his breathing is a little short. Arranging such a grand piece of music is a great physical exertion.

"Bach was a musician in the Baroque period, and he was also a great religious artist. Most of the music he created contained religious elements. Compared with Bach's music, I prefer Beethoven."

Zhou Qidao: "What is fate? Should we obey it or resist it?"

Dumbledore covered his heart, calming down the violent heartbeat.

He has no time to think about the meaning of the musician's words, and is still immersed in the adapted music like a variation of fate.

"Mr. Wizard, make a deal."

The musician sat back on the chair, took a sip of the cooled black tea slowly, and said with a smile: "I am very interested in magic, it can inspire my music, if you can let me learn magic, I can help persuade Have a look at Harry Potter."

Dumbledore rubbed his forehead, shook his head and said, "There has never been a precedent for a Muggle to learn magic, Mr. Ivan."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Zhou Qi's tone was full of interest: "I don't believe in fate, I believe that man will conquer nature."

If Zhou Qi had made this request before, Dumbledore would probably have laughed at the Muggle's overreach.

But after listening to the adapted "The Passion of Matthew", he was speechless for a while. The musician's doubts about fate and the resistance to hardships were integrated into the music. This is the best answer. No one will laugh at the effort to resist man of fate.

Maybe this Muggle musician can really bring a different vitality to the wizarding world.

"Please let me go back and think about it."

The white wizard decided to hand over this mess to the Ministry of Magic to deal with. The debt is not too much to worry about. Anyway, sooner or later, the Ministry of Magic will worry about this Muggle who knows the existence of the wizarding world but cannot control it. It is better to add more worries.

"Mr. Ivan, thank you for your music. It is the most beautiful piece of music I have heard in a hundred years."

Dumbledore was sincere, and then turned into a white shadow and disappeared into the piano room.

Zhou Qi watched Wizard Bai leave with the help of Apparatus, picked up a well-baked cookie, bit it off, and showed a smile that the plan was successful.

.....

Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts by night.

He called the deans of the four colleges to the principal's office and informed them of what happened today.

Whether Harry Potter rejected Hogwarts or Muggle musicians rejected Legilimency, the four deans were shocked.

"Principal, we cannot give up on Harry Potter!"

The dean of Gryffindor, Minerva McGonagall, has a very tough attitude: "Let me go, I will persuade Harry Potter to enroll in Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore shook his head.

He had seen Harry before, and he could see the determination of the savior boy, and it didn't work just by substituting another player.

Except for Dean Slytherin who remained silent, the other three deans had a discussion.

The white wizard leaned back on the soft chair, recalling the piece of music played by the Muggle musician, as well as the other party's last proposal, this incredible thought, he did not tell others.

It was only after listening to the music played by Ivan that he barely convinced the musician's idea.

But no one else has heard of it.

Muggles want to learn magic, and just talking about it may cause them to resist. This is completely contrary to the confidentiality agreement that the magic world believes in today. Dumbledore doesn't know how to explain this.

Are non-disclosure agreements really all right?

Dumbledore looked up at the dome. In the murals on the dome, he couldn't help thinking about the reasons for the birth of the International Wizarding Confidentiality Agreement. In the Middle Ages, wizards were expelled and persecuted by Muggles, which formed the basis of the International Wizarding Convention. guidelines.

Absolute secrecy from Muggles.

But now it is the twentieth century. Can the conventions formulated in the Middle Ages really adapt to the current era?

Dumbledore is not a pure antique. During World War I and World War II, he even shared the same philosophy as Grindelwald, believing that wizards will conflict with Muggles sooner or later.

With the development speed of Muggle science, it is not very far away to discover wizards.

"I have an idea." Dumbledore said, "I just need your consent."

The arguing dean looked at the principal.

The white wizard said solemnly: "I want to open a new course in Hogwarts, Muggle music class."

.....

It was a gray morning in London, and the rolling waves of the Thames hit the rocks.

"Good morning, Mr. Ivan."

As soon as Zhou Qi finished washing, a certain white wizard, who was not in the mood, easily passed the security of the villa and appeared at the dining table.

Dumbledore looked at the porridge and fried dough sticks on the table, moved his nose, and sat down politely: "Is this the Far Eastern breakfast? I wonder if I can have the honor to enjoy it together?"

Zhou Qi was speechless, even sat down, should I drive you away?

"Mr. Wizard, next time you can come in through the gate." Zhou Qidao: "Just in time, I invited a pastry master from Tao Taoju, Yangcheng, Far East. You can try Cantonese breakfast."

The crystal-clear crystal shrimp dumplings, the pork buns with Qiankun inside, the red rice sausages that are tender on the outside and crispy on the inside, and the soft and delicious carrot cake.

When did Dumbledore see the morning tea mode? He thought it was the same as the English breakfast. After eating a few sandwiches, he could talk about business. The result was the same exquisite breakfast, which was served on the table one after another.

Whenever they finished one course, they would go to the second one without stopping.

Dumbledore wanted to speak several times, but seeing the young musician eating breakfast slowly, he couldn't find the time to talk.

"Enough, enough!"

Dumbledore said with a bitter face: "Do you have to eat so much for breakfast in the Far East? I really can't eat it."

Zhou Qi pulled out the tablecloth slowly, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at Wizard Bai with a smile: "Mr. Wizard, you shouldn't come to my place for such a trivial matter, right?"

Dumbledore was MMP in his heart, with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Ivan, I'm here to take you to the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic has already known about you and will start a court meeting this morning."

Dumbledore estimated the time, glanced at the wall clock, his expression froze.

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Chapter 364 Chapter 7 Wizard Referendum (Subscribe)

In 1692, the International Union of Wizards adopted the Statute of Magical Secrecy.

The Wizarding Council was reorganized into the Ministry of Magic to maintain the balance between the magical society and the Muggle society, and to protect all wizards and magical animals in the jurisdiction from being discovered by Muggles.

Each country has an independent magical government, which is responsible for the country's magical administration, judiciary and legislation.

The Ministry of Magic administers the entire British Isles.

Through a telephone booth in central London, the White Wizard led the musicians to the political area of ​​the British wizarding world.

In the original book, there are a lot of brush strokes describing the Ministry of Magic, and there are many scenes about the Ministry of Magic in the movie, but these are far from what Zhou Qi has seen and heard, the luxurious and spacious hall, the white jade floor, and the dome full of magnificent colors.

A Ministry of Magic civil servant in a suit and leather shoes.

There are groups of wizards from all over England, and even from all over the world, wearing tall hats and gray robes.