I'm Really an Alchemist

Lucius held up the silver cup.

"To the Dark Lord."

The dark wizards excitedly raised their wine glasses and said in unison: "To the Dark Lord."

Draco quietly left the living room.

He returned to the bedroom, picked up the Hogwarts acceptance letter again, and read softly and excitedly: "Harry Potter."

...

The wizard referendum is over, and there is no suspense about the ending.

Zhou Qi won the opportunity to settle in Hogwarts with a crushing advantage.

this moment.

Whether it was a Squib, a half-blood wizard, or even some pure-blood families cheered and celebrated.

Therefore, the group of wizards is too idle. They are full and have nothing to do. They actively participate in any interesting activities and eat melons enthusiastically. They don't even know what they put into Hogwarts.

Zhou Qi was not surprised by this result.

Instead, what he wants to worry about is the owls flying from all over England, almost filling up his balcony, one magic letter after another, coming with curiosity, joy, and excitement.

There are those who want to sign.

There are those who want records.

Some people want to invite him to the banquet.

There are also eighty-year-old witches who want to develop pen pals.

Regarding these letters, Zhou Qi could only treat these spiritual owl messengers as if they were invisible, and he was getting ready to go to Hogwarts.

And the last music class teaching.

Although he fulfilled his original goal, Zhou Qi still devoted himself to completing the music teaching of the last class. In this class, he did not teach music theory, fingering or music scores, but created a ditty for each child to commemorate them The study is temporarily over.

It also means a new beginning for their future.

These days, the children who study music are in a gloomy mood. Although the process of learning music theory is very boring, they like this funny and understanding music teacher very much.

One sad student after another was sent away.

Zhou Qi welcomed Hermione and Harry.

Hermione was not in a bad mood, she had received a letter from Hogwarts, and magic was more attractive than music.

"Miss Hermione, congratulations, your study mission is over."

Zhou Qi compiled the minor tune he had created into a stave and handed it to the girl.

"I can see that you seem to have found a better ideal than music." Zhou Qiwen said: "There are many paths in life, and music is just one of them. I'm glad you found your own path."

Hermione felt a little shy.

She held the staff tightly, her eyes were red.

"Teacher Ivan, actually I..."

She opened her mouth, wanting to say that she was a wizard, but closed her mouth wisely.

When she received the admission letter, the teacher from Hogwarts told her that wizards and Muggles are different groups and must abide by the confidentiality agreement.

Zhou Qi didn't seem to see what the girl was thinking.

He smiled and said, "Hermione, you are a very smart girl, but wisdom brings arrogance. Don't use arrogance to use your wisdom. Reason is your best weapon."

After sending off the weeping Hermione, Zhou Qi taught the last lesson for the next Harry.

In this class, Harry was also in a bad mood, hesitant to speak.

It wasn't until the end of the class that he said, "Mr. Ivan, can I continue to study music with you in the future?"

Today's Harry Potter dreams of becoming a musician.

The Boy Who Lived was sincere but humble, knowing what a shameful request he was making, blushing and staring down at his toes.

"No problem!" the musician replied with a smile.

Harry looked up incredulously.

"I'm about to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a music professor. As long as you are willing to enroll in my courses, you can continue to study music with me."

"Hogwarts..." Harry stared wide-eyed and stammered.

He couldn't imagine that this respectable musician was also a wizard.

The musician said: "Harry, I heard that you gave up the chance to go to Hogwarts, is it because of your family?"

Harry Potter woke up.

He narrated the death of his parents at the hands of wizards, the Dursley family's dislike for wizards, Harry Potter rarely received the care of his relatives, and he didn't want to lose this warmth again because of magic.

"Harry, what do you think magic is?"

The musician said: "It's full of unknowns, full of fantasy, and can do things that today's technology can't. Why don't you try to resurrect your parents?"

"Can magic do it?" Harry asked in surprise.

"It can't be done at the moment." Zhou Qi winked: "But we should believe in the potential of magic. As long as we work hard in this direction, one day we will get what we want. You also want to know, what happened to your parents? people?"

Harry Potter, who only knew his parents from his aunt, fell silent.

He finished the class silently, got into his uncle's car silently, and returned to No. 4 Privet Drive.

"You want to go to Hogwarts?"

Petunia, the aunt who was ironing the clothes, didn't seem surprised. She put down the iron, hugged Harry gently, and sighed, "I've been thinking about this since then. Is it right for me to refuse you to enter the wizarding world?" Lily's jealousy?"

"Harry, your personality is very similar to my sister's. When you received the letter from Hogwarts, it reminded me of Lily's appearance when she received the letter."

Uncle Vernon rarely refused.

The couple had discussed Harry's affairs early in the night, and they saw that Harry had declined the Hogwarts invitation for their reasons.

They didn't want Harry to regret it later.

Harry hugged his loved ones.

He went back to the room, wrote the letter, put the Hogwarts stamp on it, and dropped it into the mailbox.

Hogwarts' reaction was faster than expected. In the early morning of the next day, someone knocked on the door of the Dursleys' house. Dudley walked away from the dining table in dissatisfaction. When he opened the door, he was startled by the giant outside.

"Hey, Harry!"

The bearded, fur-coated giant squeezed into the room sideways, and hugged Dudley passionately.

"The last time I saw you, you were still so small, now... you've grown very strong!" The giant patted Dudley on the shoulder, laughing heartily.

Dudley screamed, "I'm not Harry!"

Harry Potter walked out of the house, and the giant immediately changed its target.

"Harry, I know it's you. You look exactly like your father." The giant Hagrid shook off his umbrella and said, "Come on, I'll take you to Diagon Alley to buy a wand. Every wizard should have a good wand." Row."

The Dursleys stepped out cautiously, looking at the half-giant in awe.

"Honey, go get some pounds for Harry." Vernon puffed out his chest, supporting the face of the Patriarch in front of the half-giant.

Hagrid said: "No need, Harry's parents left him a lot of property, oh, but you are a nice Muggle, I like it very much."

Vernon Dursley twitched his lips, but couldn't be happier.

.....

"Mr. Ivan, hello."

The elegant lady in a green robe and a tall hat took off her hat and put it on her chest, doing an old English etiquette, and said solemnly: "I am the vice headmaster of Hogwarts, Gryffindor House Chief—Minerva McGonagall, I will take you to Diagon Alley to buy magic props."

The musician, who was having breakfast, looked up at the elderly but elegant woman.

"Don't you wizards like to go through the front door?" He held up his breakfast helplessly: "Today, we invited a Spanish chef. Would you like to have authentic Valencia seafood risotto and Liberia air-dried ham?"

Professor McGonagall hesitated.

She pulled out the chair and sat down gracefully, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Then I won't be polite."

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Chapter 366 Chapter 9 Hogwarts (Subscribe)

Charing Cross Road, Wilmins.

This street is a famous bookstore street in London. There are second-hand bookstores and antique shops on the left and right sides. It is very literary and artistic. It is one of the most popular attractions for tourists.

"Why do you set the entrance and exit of the magic world in a tourist attraction?"

"We didn't set the entrance and exit of the wizarding world here." Professor McGonagall patiently explained: "The history of the Leaky Cauldron is far longer than this street. We didn't expect it to become a tourist attraction."

Chat room.

The destination has arrived.

A dirty and dilapidated tavern, inserted incongruously between the record store and the bookstore, when Professor McGonagall approached, the white and dirty tavern sign showed the word Leaky Cauldron.

"Professor McGonagall!"

Tom, the bald, toothless bar owner, walked forward happily, "It's been a while since we met, and you are still so beautiful."

The gatekeeper of the magical world passed Professor McGonagall and stared at Zhou Qi.

"This is Baron Ivan, right?" Tom looked at it for a long time before screaming in surprise: "All oriental people look the same in my eyes, forgive me for not recognizing you at the first time!"

Following the scream of the bar owner, all the wizards in the Leaky Cauldron stopped what they were doing and looked over.

The wizards were very happy, what a good day today, they only saw the savior Harry Potter during the day, and now they saw the Muggle musician who caused a storm in the wizarding world.