I'm Really an Alchemist

The black wizard followed the good course, waved his magic wand, this time there was an invisible wave, and the fragments of pottery pots on the ground were reassembled as if time went backwards.

Compared with the doctor who uses his biological knowledge to understand the magic model, Tommy directly replaces the magic constant with a time vector, thus modifying the restoration of the original magic to a small-scale time reversal magic.

The black wizard is very satisfied with these two spells.

It's just that the latter consumes a lot of magic power. The idea of ​​going back in time to repair objects is commendable, but it is better to use the original repair magic for objects that have been damaged recently.

Even a small-scale time reversal has a more reasonable use.

After Dubois completed his experiment, he wanted to see if they could construct a magic model in their mental power to use magic.

The results were terrible.

No one can construct those complex magics with enough mental power, so Dubois can only simplify them step by step, and finally even created a simplified version of the magic model of mind power - the hand of the mage.

This kind of magic model can mobilize magic power, form an invisible hand of thought power within a range of three meters around, and can lift objects no more than one kilogram at most.

Dubois set up a back door for the self-created magic. This magic will expand its scope with the increase of mental power, and increase its strength with the increase of magic power. It is a growth-type magic.

Tommy Nix was sweating profusely, as if he had rolled in a furnace, and it took a lot of work to imprint the magic model of the Mage Hand into his spirit.

But when he was full of ambition and wanted to use magic, his head hurt like a needle.

"magic..."

Dubois directly stretched out his hand and knocked Tommy out of pain.

His face was dignified and a little helpless.

He thought he could use spiritual power instead of magical power to perform magic, but in reality, an invisible wall was erected to separate Muggles from wizards. No matter how much research he did and how hard he tried, he even found the mystery behind the magic. .

But the wizarding world still rejects Muggles.

Magic is the only criterion for measuring wizards and Muggles.

Tommy Nix is ​​not without gains. The mage's hand imprinted in his spirit will not disappear. Although he cannot use magic, he can use the magic power in the magic material to activate the mage's hand.

It's just that it will appear in different forms according to the nature of the magic power of the material.

Such as Hand of Fire and Hand of Frost.

But what's the difference between this and the previous one? It's still the road of improving mental power - using magic materials. Oh, the improvement of mental power can imprint more magic models.

What a fuck!

Dubois angrily threw the notebook on the table, and raised his middle finger to the Creator who runs the world without fairness.

He can only organize the harvest he has obtained so far into a book and wait for the arrival of the main body concert.

.....

At the end of July, Zhou Qi finally rehearsed for the accompanying band.

This time he has prepared a series of seven magical pieces, all of which will be displayed during the half-month tour.

Just as he was planning to go to Birmingham ahead of schedule to review the Birmingham Concert Hall, Harry Potter came to visit.

"Ivan teaches...teacher."

Little Harry, who was ushered into the study by the butler, had an uncomfortable and weird expression on his face.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Qi drove away the servants and the butler. Harry Potter heaved a sigh of relief, returned to his school posture, and asked anxiously, "Professor Ivan, can you cancel the concert?"

"What's the matter?" Zhou Qi said with a smile: "The concert can't be canceled just by canceling it. There must be a legitimate reason."

Harry hesitated, not knowing how to explain.

crackle.

The sound of apparition.

A small house elf appeared in front of the two of them.

"Dobby is here to explain Harry Potter!"

The house elf bravely stood in front of Harry Potter, but under Zhou Qi's scrutiny, he felt a little timid and unconfident.

"Professor Ivan, if you go to Birmingham to hold a concert, you will die."

Zhou Qi raised his brows slightly and asked, "Why did I die?"

Dobby opened his mouth to speak, but he walked on his knees in front of the desk, knocked hard on the desk foot, and said in pain: "Dobby, Dobby can't say, Dobby can't betray the master. Professor Ivan, please cancel the concert, Dobby Don't want to see Harry sad!"

Owner?

Zhou Qi changed his mind and basically understood what was going on.

I guess it's Lucius Malfoy who wants to do something to me?

He sneered in his heart, one of these pure-blood families really counted as one, and they should all be swept into the garbage dump.

"Dobby, I can't cancel the concert because I might die." Zhou Qi calmly said: "Everyone may die, but ideals and truth are far more precious than death."

Dobby didn't know what to say. In his little head, death was as terrible a concept as loss of freedom.

How can there be people in this world who are not afraid of death?

It does not believe!

Harry Potter didn't know how to persuade him. In fact, he didn't believe this house elf who was full of nonsense and even caused a big incident at home. He just rushed over because he was worried about Professor Ivan.

I still took the subway alone without telling my uncle and aunt.

Zhou Qi sent a driver to take Harry back in person, while he led the orchestra, chartered a special plane, and headed for Birmingham.

As for what kind of crooked ideas Lucius would have, he didn't care.

At No. 4 Privet Drive, Dobby couldn't persuade Harry's determination to attend the concert. It could only emphasize that Harry would be in danger if he went to the concert, but he didn't dare to reveal the owner's information.

For Harry, it was an honor to be part of Professor Ivan's show.

What's more, this time there is a visit from Dumbledore.

What is the danger?

Dobby couldn't hold back Harry, so he could only disappear silently, and returned to Malfoy Manor, where he saw Lucius summoning dark wizards and Death Eaters who supported pure blood, and planned to make a big noise at the Birmingham concert.

"What should Dobby do?"

The little elf, longing for freedom, felt the pain of a dilemma.

.....

The Ministry of Magic staff besieging Birmingham complained.

I have already worked very hard to catch dark wizards in Birmingham. You can forget about a Muggle concert and invite a large number of wizards. Isn't this causing us trouble?

Are you with the Dark Wizard?

When the staff complained, they had no idea that they had guessed the truth.

Their main means of arresting black wizards is to sense the magic power fluctuations of apparition, and then to block various traffic arteries and check magic props. The arrival of a large number of wizards will inevitably have a large number of magic power fluctuations appearing and overlapping.

If they are dark wizards, this is also an excellent opportunity to escape.

"After guarding for more than two months, I haven't found any trace. I don't know if Dubois has fled long ago!" said a wizard who was tired of arresting him.

Auror said: "If he leaves, there will definitely be traces, unless he doesn't even want his wand and leaves the city pretending to be a Muggle...but no wizard will give up his wand."

The wizards were very helpless.

At one time they blamed this dark wizard for being too good at hiding, at another time they blamed the Muggle musician for choosing an unreasonable place, and they whispered accusations against Minister Fudge of the Ministry of Magic for coming to the concert even though they had already had a heavy workload. What about the concert?

When the time comes, shall we arrest the dark wizard, or protect your safety?

PY: "I, Frenda, Killer Queen"

Traveling to Academy City, and becoming my favorite character, the joy that should have been combined into one, why...

Why is the character I became Frenda?

Even if his ability is the Killer Queen, this is still cool!

In order to avoid becoming Fran) (Tatsu's ending, it's better for me to hug Misaka Mikoto's thigh tightly.

Hmm... The thing about hugging the thigh should start with the capture of Saten Ruiko.

Having said that, is this kind of behavior a ghost?

This book is also known as "I'm Really Not an Inner Ghost"

Chapter 387 Chapter 29 The Mage's Hand (Subscribe)

"Can you be as miserable as me?"

Auror squeezed out a smile, straightened his back, looked like a spring breeze to every passenger at the airport, turned his head to his colleagues from the Ministry of Magic, and said: "I have been pretending to be an airport ground staff for two months, and I have to be careful with these Muggles every day." , Hey, don't you know, how long did a lost Muggle kid grab me and cry yesterday? Merlin's beard, I'm going crazy!"

The worst thing is to compare.

Other wizards who pretended to be airport maintenance personnel and airport security personnel suddenly felt that their lives were much better.

At least I don't have to smile at Muggles!

When the plane carrying the orchestra landed at the airport, the pick-up area was already crowded with enthusiastic fans. They held up fluorescent pick-up cards welcoming Ivan musicians, looking forward to it.

"This Muggle musician has quite an influence."

The ground staff Auror curled his lips, then smiled like a spring breeze, and faced the plane.

The orchestra stepped down from the unfolded hatch one after another.

Auror blinked, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He saw a band wearing uniform wizard robes and tall hats, and the leader Ivan the musician was also dressed in the same way. Oh, he still had a magic wand in his hand Style baton.

What kind of trick is this?

Aurors were pretty sure these bands were all Muggles.

He approached cautiously and pulled the band away from the plane, but seeing the band's attire, he quietly approached Zhou Qi quite a bit, and whispered, "Professor Ivan...you are?"

Zhou Qizao discovered the true identity of the ground staff, but pretended not to know.