I'm Really an Alchemist

"If you haven't experienced death, how can you write a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation?"

As a musician, it is easy to use.

Professor McGonagall had no doubts.

The two got into the carriage, the Thestral raised its head and screamed, its wings spread, the wheels rolled, and then rose, flying towards the fish-white sky.

The open-air carriage is very stable, and no matter how the Thestral rolls over and over, it keeps its center of gravity downward.

Zhou Qi pondered the working principle of magic and felt the cool wind flowing through her fingertips. Professor McGonagall was speechless. She wanted to see the shocked expression on the Muggle musician's face, but she only saw joy and enjoyment.

She shook her head.

The carriage is condescending, overlooking the classical and magnificent English castle.

"Welcome to Hogwarts!"

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The Thestral carriage landed in front of the castle.

The serious Professor McGonagall took out his wand and tapped lightly on the closed door three times. The tall oak door slowly opened with a long sound.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Professor Ivan."

The luxurious and spacious hall is warm yellow illuminated by torches, the dome is unimaginably high, and marble stairs lead to the upper floors.

The real Hogwarts is far more magnificent than in the movies.

At this moment, all the teachers of Hogwarts gathered in the hall. Dumbledore in white robe stood in front of the teachers, winking playfully at Zhou Qi.

Hogwarts welcomes its first Muggle professor.

Even most teachers feel novelty.

"This is Head Hufflepuff, Ms Pomona Sprout."

Dumbledore introduced the faculty and staff of Hogwarts to the musicians. The head of Hufflepuff was a short but gentle lady who was also the professor of herbalism at Hogwarts.

And Head of Ravenclaw, Filius Flitwick.

This teacher with goblin blood is neither friendly nor repulsive. This is the normal state of most wizards. They may not have wizard supremacy, but they will not be too enthusiastic about a Muggle.

Severus Snape, the head of Slytherin, was very different by comparison.

The black-haired, hook-nosed man looked at Zhou Qi with indifferent eyes, and he couldn't see any kindness or kindness in his eyes, while the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Quirrell, was a little too enthusiastic.

Zhou Qi found it very interesting.

It's normal for a Death Eater ghost to be indifferent to himself.

But why is this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who has been parasitized by Voldemort so enthusiastic? Zhou Qi doesn't think that a Dark Lord who doesn't even look down on half-blood wizards would value a Muggle so much.

After getting to know all the professors.

Dumbledore brought Zhou Qi to the Hogwarts hall.

The ceiling is dotted with stars and is as beautiful as velvet. Thousands of candles float in mid-air, illuminating the hall brightly. The four long tables are arranged according to the four colleges, but there is no one there.

Students will not return to Hogwarts until September [-]st.

"Professor Ivan, your Muggle music class will be taken as a Hogwarts elective course, three lessons a week, regardless of grade."

Dumbledore arranges teaching tasks.

"Your teacher's dormitory has been arranged, and Mr. Filch, the administrator, will take you there. As the only Muggle professor at Hogwarts, you should also follow the rules of Hogwarts."

"The magic world is not as safe as you think." Dumbledore's attitude was very serious: "The Forbidden Forest is full of dangers, and you must not step into it. I should introduce you to Rubeus Hagrid, the watchman of the Forbidden Forest. He will tell you How dangerous you are in the Forbidden Forest, but he is on a recruiting mission."

Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Principal, please don't worry, I value my own life very much, and I must be the first one to escape in case of danger."

His self-mockery drew good-natured laughter from the teachers.

Dumbledore shook his head, obviously not convinced that this bold musician could be so honest.

"I have communicated with the teachers that you can learn magic with other students outside of the curriculum, but I still don't think you can learn magic. There has never been a precedent for Muggles to learn magic."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Zhou Qi smiled knowingly at the teacher.

Apart from Snape, the other professors responded with good-natured smiles.

Besides being able to learn magic, Zhou Qi also had other privileges at Hogwarts.

As a professor, the library opened some authority to him. Zhou Qi could borrow all the less dangerous magic books in the restricted area, which was also approved by the librarian Mrs. Pince.

"Hogwarts is very big, and there are many forbidden areas." Headmaster Hufflepuff said gently: "But most of them are good guys, even if you see ghosts or moving portraits, they will be It’s kind, the Hufflepuff common room is near the kitchen, and there are many house elves in it, Professor Ivan, you can order them to make meals and deliver them to your office at any time.”

Zhou Qi's teaching classroom is in a hall on the third floor.

There is also a piano specially prepared for Hogwarts.

Zhou Qi carried the suitcase and followed the hunched Squib administrator to his office and dormitory. This Mr. Filch, who wrote heavily in the original book, gently hugged the cat, and he was in a very good mood.

As a Squib, he was once at the bottom of the Hogwarts chain of contempt.

But it was different now. Hogwarts had a Muggle professor who was even more useless than a squib. Filch thought his status had been raised a notch, and he looked at Zhou Qi with kindness.

After Zhou Qi took out the fine canned cat food that he had prepared, Filch treated him even more kindly.

"Professor Ivan, if you need anything at Hogwarts, you can tell me as much as you want." Filch said with a smile: "I know a lot of scenic spots in Hogwarts, which will definitely open your eyes."

Zhou Qi has already opened his eyes.

Walking in the movable stairwell, the portraits around cast curious eyes, and there were ghosts who heard the news.

They are very interested in the first Muggle professor in the history of Hogwarts.

Zhou Qi is also interested in them. Whether it is the moving portraits or these ghosts who have lived for so many years, they all arouse his research thoughts. The future will be long, and the alchemist hides his excitement in his heart and makes a good relationship with the portraits and ghosts. relation.

When they came to the single dormitory and office, Zhou Qi sent the enthusiastic Filch away.

This office is thoughtfully set up with protection magic, no one can come in without a password, Zhou Qi opened the Wuhen stretch backpack, and took out the experimental equipment and books one after another.

There is a very important reason for the rejection of magic and technology.

The magic area will emit a special electromagnetic wave that affects electricity, which leads to Hogwarts not having many creations of modern civilization, and even the lighting is primitive ancient torches and candles.

Otherwise, wouldn't the lamp be fragrant?

The only modern ones may be the flush toilets and washrooms, which were transformed by magic.

Now in the magic area, Zhou Qi couldn't control his research desire. He took out the materials placed in the traceless stretch backpack and built a small cycle generator.

The generator, of course, failed.

The reason for the failure is also the electromagnetic wave in the magic area. It is like two systems that are completely repelled from the power system, and it completely wipes out the current produced by the generator.

Zhou Qi returned to the desk, spread out his research notebook, and wrote down this discovery on it.

There is also magic that can release electric current in the spell. If magic current is used to drive the generator, will it be possible to popularize modern technology in the magical world?

It's like the flying car in the Weasley family.

Zhou Qi was still not sure whether the flying car was a combination of magic and technology, or a product of transfiguration. He closed his notebook and looked through the window at the endless mountains.

The time came to September [-]st.

During the two days at Hogwarts, Zhou Qi temporarily put aside his research and got to know each other in front of the professors.

Among them, the best relationship is Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore is an old cunt in Zhou Qi's eyes. Who knows if he is playing some tricks in his heart? Zhou Qi is not willing to be him to test Haribo. special tools.

Professor Snape still didn't like Muggles, and he didn't even communicate with Zhou Qi.

As for Professor Qiluo, who Zhou Qi is most interested in, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who was possessed by Voldemort, couldn't be more enthusiastic. If Zhou Qi hadn't seen the dark demon parasitic on his body through a high-dimensional perspective Head, I'm afraid I think I'm on the wrong world line.

King's Cross Station.

With the help of the Weasley twins, Harry Potter successfully found platform nine and three-quarters. The savior was amazed by the magic and looked forward to the new life to come.

On the steam train, he met Ron Weasley.

"Oh! Harry Potter!" Ron was very excited, Harry Potter is simply the idol of the new generation of wizards.

The two children of the same age quickly became friends. Ron took out his wand and wanted to change the color of the pet mouse, but the magic spell only caused a puff of smoke, which made this pure-blooded boy very embarrassed.

At this moment, the carriage door was pulled open, Harry's eyes widened, and he saw a friend who he never thought would appear here.

Hermione Granger.

"Harry!"

Hermione was not at all surprised to see Harry Potter, she walked into the carriage happily, and said, "So it's really you. I saw your name in "The Chronicles of the Wizarding World". I know it's you!"

"A little boy my age, also named Harry Potter, with a lightning scar on his forehead, it can only be you!"

During the summer vacation, Hermione read all the books purchased in Diagon Alley.

She had already guessed that the boy who survived was her classmate when she was studying music.

Ron was a little unhappy.

He pouted, squeezed inside, and said, "Hey, this carriage is already occupied, can't you change to another carriage?"

Hermione turned her head to look at the red-haired boy.

She originally wanted to point out Ron's mistake in casting the spell, but suddenly thought of the musician's teaching.

With wisdom comes arrogance.

"Hi, my name is Hermione Granger, and I'm Harry's friend." The girl made the best choice rationally: "I was looking for Neville Longbottom's pet toad, so I found this carriage. .”

"Are you casting a spell? It's really powerful! Neither of my parents are wizards, and this is the first time I've come into contact with the world of magic!"

Ron blushed, feeling much more fond of Hermione.

The three of them stayed in the same carriage and chatted happily.

"Hermione!" Harry was very happy to meet his friends in the strange magical world, "Did you know that Mr. Ivan is also a wizard, and he will also teach at Hogwarts!"