I'm Really an Alchemist

Zhou Qi unceremoniously collected a large amount of snake venom, and collected the snake skin in the sewer, looking for an opportunity to make it into a wizard robe.

"Snake blood."

The alchemist looked at the dark blood in the beaker.

The purpose of his coming here is for snake blood. The basilisk was bred by Salazar Slytherin. The blood source has the mark of Slytherin, and Voldemort is a descendant of the Slytherin family.

It couldn't be more appropriate to use it to defeat Voldemort.

And there's no need to worry about Voldemort not taking the bait.

The blood of the basilisk is full of vitality and magic power, and the vitality in just [-] milliliters of blood is equivalent to the sum of dozens of human beings.

Zhou Qi frowned slightly, and mixed a drop of snake venom into his blood. The orange-yellow and dull snake blood was mixed with dark green snake venom, making it even darker and more sinister.

But that's not enough.

The alchemist smiled mischievously, imprinting his own spiritual imprint on the blood, and an arc of alchemy floated between his palms, turning from pure blue to blood-like crimson.

The snake blood in the beaker condensed into dark red hexagonal crystals.

Contains vigorous and obscure vitality.

Zhou Qi took out the Philosopher's Stone, put it in his pocket, stepped on the trembling basilisk head, followed the sewer entrance to the Hogwarts bathroom, and let the giant snake back into the secret room.

Quirrell and Voldemort were completely unaware that some kind of malice had enveloped them.

The master and servant are still planning how to use the musicians to lure the savior Harry Potter to take out the Philosopher's Stone, thus killing two birds with one stone.

But still can't find the time.

If you want to sneak into the secret room where the Sorcerer's Stone is stored, you need to transfer the White Wizard, and you must lure Harry Potter to break through the secret room without attracting the attention of others. Quirrell is always stared at by Snape, and there is no chance .

Only under Voldemort's instructions, Quirrell tried to take advantage of this time to get closer to the Muggle musicians.

And Muggle musicians increasingly believed that the elixir of life existed at Hogwarts.

This is also why Quirrell told the story of the Philosopher's Stone in order to gain trust. Lies must be half-true and half-false to be effective. Muggle musicians also know the legend of Nicole LeMay.

When he knew that the Philosopher's Stone, which allowed Nicole Flamel to live for more than six hundred years, was hidden in Hogwarts, greed cast a shadow over his heart.

No mortal can refuse the temptation of longevity.

Voldemort watched coldly that the relationship between Muggles and Quirrell became closer because of common interests, and he became more and more disdainful of greedy Muggles.

Upside Down Lane, Bockin Bock Shop.

The black wizard carried the seamless stretch box and stepped into the still deserted shop to end the last business.

Bojinboke smiled very humbly. Like treating an acquaintance, he took the non-marking stretch box to the inner layer of the store, emptied out the gold Galleons inside, and happily packed the last products into the box.

"The blood of twenty-seven kinds of magical creatures, twelve black wizard books, and the black wizard I bought from Cape Town, please rest assured that this black wizard was banned by his tribe because he violated the rules of the tribe. Sold it to me."

Bojinbok laughed extraordinarily coldly.

After the business was over, he looked at the dark wizard no longer respectfully, with a bit more sarcasm.

This African black wizard is actually a vicious death row prisoner. He used black witchcraft to wantonly kill Muggles on the land of Africa, and even poisoned a whole tribe to death. He was not trafficked by the tribe at all. Get out of the African continent and get in touch with Bojinbok.

Bojinbok conveniently sold it to the alchemist.

Also charged a smuggling fee.

As for who will win in the end between the ferocious dark wizard and the alchemist, he doesn't care at all, because he secretly added trace magic to the product, as long as the other party takes out the product, he can find the residence of the wizard who stole Gringotts .

The information can then be reported to Gringotts.

Collect another bounty.

Zhou Qi carried the Wuhen expansion box in his hand, but instead of leaving as usual, he looked at the shopkeeper calmly.

"Guest, do you need anything else?"

Bojinbok suppressed his voice, and said kindly: "Upside Down Lane is being monitored by goblin magic, you'd better leave!"

"Is it?"

The voice of the black wizard was indifferent. When he flipped his hands, a bunch of Vervain (Vervain) appeared in his palm. Bojinbok was a little strange and disdainful. Vervain, also known as Invisibility Grass, is the main material of the Invisibility Potion.

Of course, special verbena can dispel nightmares and magic.

But that requires more complicated refining.

"Guest, what are you doing?" Bojinboke said innocently: "There seems to be no conflict between us, right?"

The black wizard's spiritual power was prying the verbena, and in the blink of an eye, invisible fluctuations spread, dispelling the goblin's magic, and observing from the outside of the store, it was found that the figures of the two people in the store gradually disappeared.

Sensing the danger, Borginberg took two slow steps back and leaned against the counter, his wand falling from his robes into his palm.

"Just like you are using me, I want to use you too."

With a thought of the black wizard, the palm quietly appeared on the wall, grabbed the careless Bojinbok, and took away his wand.

"Master of Transfiguration..."

Boginbock's eyes widened, and he remembered the rumors that Gringotts was stolen by a master of transfiguration no less than Dumbledore.

"Sir..." Bojin Boke stammered profusely with sweat, "I am willing to return the Galleon to you, please let me go this time."

The black wizard smiled extraordinarily.

He patted the traceless stretch bag on his waist, and several magical plants flew out in the air. He lifted them up with mental power like mental power, pried the magic power in them, and extracted the corresponding magical characteristics.

Bojinbok has a rich accumulation of potions.

He could see the characteristics of these magical plants, which had the functions of hypnosis, amnesia, mind reading, and thought manipulation. They belonged to the magic medicine materials used in black witchcraft to manipulate people's hearts.

Not long after, the black wizard walked out of Bojinbok's shop with a non-marking stretch box, pressed his hood, and disappeared into Upside Down Alley.

There are wizards stepping into the store.

"Welcome to Bojinbok's shop."

The pure-blooded dark wizard with gloomy eyes welcomed customers as usual.

PS: Thank you for the blade of Chaos Diva Gehros, and for the blade of Lai Tianyuxue fly

at night and...probably

Chapter 379 Chapter 21 Voldemort (Subscribe)

"Magic powers of the same nature can be combined into magic with better effects."

Zhou Qi thought about what he had gained.

He uses the magical materials of hypnosis, mind reading, forgetting, and thinking manipulation to form a compound black magic similar to contract slavery. Bojinbok retains his own memory and wisdom, but obeys the new master from the soul.

This is a precedent that the current wizarding world has never had.

This kind of black magic that enslaves intelligent races, if released, will be more dangerous than the Unforgivable Curse.

It is not the magic of the Imperius Curse that can be dispelled by will, but an absolutely taboo technique that cannot be betrayed by the enslaved forever unless the caster dies or takes the initiative to undo it.

"Magic is definitely not as simple as I thought it would be."

Zhou Qi didn't care what the magic world thought.

He is more and more interested in the secrets of magic, and from the combination of magic, he perceives the direction of progress.

Go back to the magic lab.

Zhou Qi put the traceless stretching box on the ground, and retreated to a safe distance. Using his mental power, he remotely unlocked the switch of the traceless stretching box. In the blink of an eye, a black shadow suddenly pushed the box open and jumped out .

"Out of body (French)!"

A ray of black light floated from the magic wand in the black shadow's hand, and it flew away through the air, but it only hit the pure white wall.

He was slightly taken aback.

"plant growth."

A calm sound of chanting appeared, and the black shadow's face changed suddenly, but he had no time to fight back, and there were rustling sounds of reptiles all around, thick vines came to his feet in an instant, wrapped around his feet, bound his hands, Withdrew his wand.

After a while, vines that looked like living creatures spread all over the magic laboratory.

Lush and lush green leaves climbed on the walls, vines controlled the shadows like spider webs, and the laboratory became a world of green plants.

"Devil's Vine (French)."

There was a touch of panic in Sombra's tone.

The devil vine is a kind of magical plant, like a giant python, the more he struggles, the deeper he is bound. The only way to escape is a strong light, but his magic wand was also taken away, and his hands and feet were locked separately, like big characters. type of hanging.

This shadow is the living African black wizard purchased by the alchemist.

It's really dark enough.

The African black wizard is a young man in his twenties. His complexion is chocolate dark brown. His bare upper body has strong muscles and mermaid lines. Judging from his appearance, no one would believe that this sunny-looking young man is a A black wizard who killed forty or fifty compatriots with black witchcraft.

It's just that this black wizard is now a catfish on the backing board.

The black wizard saw Zhou Qi looking at the experimental materials with horror. He said in awkward English, "I will not attack you again, please let me go.... I can use magic knowledge in exchange for freedom."

"Your magical knowledge is of no use to me."

The alchemist spoke fluent French and sneered: "It's your body that I'm looking at."

The Dark Wizard also switches back to French.

"One more friend is better than one more enemy. My value is far beyond your imagination."

He seemed to want to explain his fame and status in Africa.

The attitude is very sincere.

At the same time, the black wizard calmly adjusted his hands bound by the devil vine, slightly clenched his palms, and sneered in his heart.

Aren't African wizards unable to cast spells without a wand?

As a dark wizard who escaped from the French Ministry of Magic many times, he had already mastered casting spells without a wand. If the wand was taken away, he would be powerless to resist, and he would have died in the enemy's counterattack long ago.