I'm Really an Alchemist

Dumbledore was silent for a long time.

"A lot of people will die," he said.

Zhou Qi nodded: "Yes, many people will die."

Whether it is promoting magic or promoting the integration of wizards and Muggles, it is not just talk, it will cause global turmoil.

It may even trigger World War III.

Zhou Qi continued: "But if you give up, one day in the future, one of the Muggles and wizards will die."

Dumbledore closed his eyes in pain.

"I'm going to go back and think about it, Professor Ivan, I beg you not to tell anyone else about it for now, let me get ready, and I will announce it at the right time."

Dumbledore still took chances: "I can tell the magic world first, Professor Ivan, you are a descendant of wizards. After everyone accepts you, we can promote the new magic system."

Zhou Qi was extremely disappointed.

This old rabbit is living and going back, really think this kind of delaying method is useful?

Forget it, I didn't expect much from him.

With a gentle and understanding smile on Zhou Qi's face, he nodded and said, "Of course, as long as you are willing to accept my proposal, Professor!"

The shock and amount of information that Dumbledore received in a short period of time was too great. He got up in a daze, walked out of the office in a daze, but turned around before leaving.

"Professor Ivan, please give this new magic a name, it is no longer the magic I understand."

Zhou Qidao: "Since knowledge is the bridge and truth is the goal, let's call it—arcane!"

.....

"Why is platform nine and three-quarters closed!"

Ron hurriedly drove the Ford, flew into the sky, and chased the steam train.

He and Harry Potter missed the train to Hogwarts because they couldn't enter platform nine and three-quarters. Catch the steam train.

"Can you really drive?" Harry gripped the handrail tightly, ups and downs like a roller coaster, and his heart was about to jump out.

He almost screamed the words.

"Maybe!" Ron wailed, "There's no other way, is there?"

The car had already flown out of London, and the endless wilderness appeared in front of him. Ron struggled to control the steering wheel, while Harry lowered his head to look for traces of the steam train.

But Ron's driving skills are really terrible.

He literally turned the car into a bumper car.

Harry could only hold onto the seat to steady himself while looking down at the ground through the window.

laugh--

A black shadow crossed the side of the car, circled again, and returned to the side of the car.

"What are you doing?"

A strange voice appeared in the ears of Harry and Ron. The two boys looked over in surprise. A red-haired young man was flying beside him at a relative speed. What was even more shocking was that he did not ride a flying broom or use a phantom Migrating, but flying lightly like a bird.

I can't even think about it.

Ron begged quickly: "Sir, we are Hogwarts second-year students and accidentally missed the train. Can you help us?"

The red-haired young man said in surprise: "The Hogwarts steam train, then you are miserable, it has gone far away!"

Ron and Harry were going crazy.

In anxiety and fear, Ron drove the car up and down for a while, and almost hit the bridge tunnel. The red-haired young man who was flying couldn't stand it any longer, so he could only say, "I'm afraid you haven't passed subject two with your driving skills." , sit back and let me do it!"

With that said, he opened the car door, threw Ron into the back seat, and sat in the driver's seat by himself.

"Can you drive?" Harry, the co-pilot, asked in surprise.

Aren't wizards nowadays all contemptuous of Muggle technology?

"Of course!" The red-haired wizard closed the car door, fastened his seat belt, and said to himself, "I'm Akinayama Rider, known as Fujiwara Takumi of the magic world!"

Harry and Ron didn't understand what was said.

But then, they felt a strong centrifugal force, and they pressed themselves against the back of the seat. This enchanted Ford car, as if it had been injected with hormones, blatantly stabbed into the distance.

It usually takes a day to reach the Scottish Highlands by train, but they arrived in the afternoon.

The red-haired wizard was still not satisfied. He shook his head and lamented that his driving skills had not been brought into full play. He glanced in the direction of Hogwarts and said with a low smile, "Hogwarts College has protective magic, I can't get in there. , I will put you in Hodmogg Village."

Harry and Ron, of course, agreed with both hands.

The steam train would not arrive until evening, and now there was enough time for them to wait for the arrival of the train in Hodmog Village.

By the way, you can also play in this wizard village.

You know, only the third graders are allowed to go to Hodmog Village on their rest days. They have long wondered what this wizard village looks like?

The red-haired wizard parked the car at the entrance of the village and walked leisurely into the village with the two boys.

"You wait here for the train to arrive at the station, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

The red-haired wizard walked deep into the village amid the gratitude of the boys.

"I didn't expect there to be protective magic in Hogwarts." Dubois walked in Hodmog Village with ease, and pouted in the direction of Hogwarts Castle. He didn't use the disappearing cabinet to sneak into Hogwarts, and had his own plan.

Protective magic repells wizards who do not belong at Hogwarts.

There are exceptions to everything.

There are many secret passages in Hogwarts, and you can freely enter and exit this wizarding village.

The Whomping Willow leads to the Shrieking Shack.

The one-eyed witch statue leads to the Dukes of Bee cellar,

There are plenty of ways to sneak into that heavily guarded castle.

Dubois was strolling in the village. This village full of wizards was very lively. He stopped at the entrance of the Pig's Head Bar, listened to the chatter inside, and pushed the door and walked in.

"welcome."

The bar owner came over, hesitantly looked at the strange face of Dubois, and doubts appeared in the same blue eyes as Dumbledore.

"You are... I seem to have seen you before?"

Dubois said: "Maybe I've been here, give me a beer."

As he spoke, he sat near the bar, watched the white-haired boss, who was also Dumbledore's younger brother, pour a full glass of beer over, stared at his face and said, "You are a French wizard, right? It’s been a long time since I visited a foreign wizard.”

Dubois drank beer and listened to the old man talking alone.

He paid for the drink, memorized the layout of the bar, then walked out of the bar, but hid in the shadows, cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and sneaked into the bar when the next guest came in and went up to the second floor ,

The second floor is the living room.

There is a magical portrait hanging on the wall. The portrait is a delicate blond girl, counting her fingers boredly.

Dubois undid the illusion spell, startling the girl.

"Shh."

He raised his finger for silence.

The blond girl stroked her chest and looked at the young man curiously.

The portrait of Arianna, this is the only secret passage leading to the Hogwarts Room of Response. The other passages have been dropped by Dubois. Whether it is the Whomping Willow or the statue, it is easy to arouse the vigilance of the Hogwarts professors.

But the Room of Response is different, it is the world of the main body, hiding there, at least for a period of time will not be found.

Great for the next move.

Dubois conjured a bouquet of roses with his hands behind his back, placed them in front of the blond girl, and said with a smile: "Beautiful Ms. Arianna, I want to pass through the secret passage behind you, please let me pass."

Arianna looked at the bouquet of gorgeous roses happily.

But she was very hesitant, not wanting to let strangers into Hogwarts.

Dubois swished and turned into more roses, showing the romantic nature of the French, and whispered: "Please rest assured, I entered Hogwarts without any malice, I just have a little thing to do there. "

When did Ariana hear the jokes and sweet words from the later generations, and she was so amused that the flowers trembled.

At this time, dull footsteps stepped on the stairs.

"Arianna!"

It was Aberforth Dumbledore's questioning voice: "What happened?"

Arianna became flustered, stepped aside quickly, and opened the secret passage. Dubois smiled gratefully at her, and slipped into the secret passage with the cat on her body.

"Arianna?"

Aberforth walked into the living room, only to see his sister in the portrait was blushing, but couldn't restrain the happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Chapter 392 Chapter 34 Professor, I want to learn arcane arts!

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley!"

Snape Severus slapped the newspaper on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "You were seen by at least seven Muggles, almost exposing our world. If you are students of Slytherin, I can let you Pack your bags and go home!"

Harry and Ron lowered their heads, not daring to refute.

"Harry and Ron just missed the train, I think we can be more lenient to them!" The musician patted the two boys gently on the shoulder, "Why don't we punish them by not being allowed to attend the entrance dinner, and then write a proper review."

Harry and Ron nodded, and Professor Ivan was kind to us.

Snape stared into Harry's eyes indifferently, before humming softly: "I can't control the Gryffindor students, Professor McGonagall will punish you accordingly."

At this time, the enthusiastic new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor came over.

"Professor McGonagall, I will go to help persuade!" Gilderoy Lockhart: "My colleague is a famous Muggle musician, and my student is Harry Potter. A bright stroke!"

Snape's face darkened even more.

Ron whispered: "It's over, Professor Snape has always wanted to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he must be cursing Gilderoy Lockhart in his heart!"

Harry thought so.