I'm Really an Alchemist

There was a lot of interest in the black wizard's eyes.

"I have enough research plans, let's do it step by step." He endured the research desire in his heart, and he couldn't destroy important plans just because he obtained the Deathly Hallows.

Although he didn't get the knowledge of the soul from Dumbledore's mouth.

But the god of death and the spirit world have given him considerable inspiration.

"It's time to bring back the remaining Horcruxes."

The black wizard stood up, put the ring in the magic circle, and activated the magic power.

Purple lightning flashed from the magic circle, and the ring placed in it was suspended. The huge magic field formed a cylindrical and closed barrier, effectively preventing the resonance of Voldemort's soul fragments.

The basilisk stood guard in front of the four horcruxes, sticking intimately in front of the black wizard.

"I'm going out for a while, you take a good look at this place."

Dubois patted the basilisk on the head, then opened the door of the disappearing cabinet and walked in.

In the secret room, the basilisk coiled the Horcrux in the center of its body, closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Malfoy Manor.

Lucius tore the latest issue of the Daily Prophet into shreds. Dobby the house elf walked over tremblingly and picked up the pieces on the ground, but was kicked out by the angry house owner.

"Why hasn't it happened yet?"

Lucius pressed his palms on the table, his expression full of bewilderment and unwillingness.

It has been more than a month since the diary was released, and Hogwarts has not shown any signs, not even a dead Mudblood.

If so, how did he get Dumbledore out of power and Muggle musicians out of Hogwarts?

"Did Dumbledore find the diary, or did something happen in between?"

Lucius leaned back on the chair, his eyes gradually became cold.

He didn't tell anyone about it, not even his own son, in order to avoid suspicion, but the problem with this was that he didn't have any means to obtain information from Hogwarts.

Is there any way to find out about Hogwarts?

Lucius frowned and thought, his eyes moved, and fell on Dobby the house elf who was kneeling on the ground and wiping the floor.

"Dobby." He whispered, "I have a task for you."

.....

Grimmauld Place.

Dubois, a black wizard who looks like a college student in casual clothes, came here, and he looked up at the tawny apartment building.

The Black family of Sirius knew that the hermit was hidden in the world, and used magic to arrange the house in an ordinary apartment. It was also close to King's Cross Station, which could be regarded as the central area of ​​London.

Dubois pulled out his wand and easily broke the protection magic.

In his eyes, this tall apartment building spread out on both sides, revealing a central floor that did not exist, and the house number was 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Araho Cave is open."

Dubois chanted a spell softly towards the locked door.

click.

The door opened slowly.

It reveals the long and narrow corridor passage inside.

Slytherin's locket was originally placed in a seaside cave after Voldemort made a Horcrux, but was later stabbed out by Regulus Black, who was originally a Death Eater, and Regulus became a corpse in a seaside cave A member of the family, but this locket was brought back by the house elf Kreacher.

According to the timeline of this moment.

It's still in this Black ancestral home.

"Hello, I'm coming in." Dubois smiled lowly and walked towards the house.

It was abandoned after Sirius was imprisoned in Azkaban, but the room was clean and someone was clearly cleaning it.

Dubois's unscrupulous behavior attracted a second life to the room.

An aging house-elf appeared out of nowhere, staring at the dark wizard sullenly and angrily.

There is no communication whatsoever.

An angry house-elf attacks a strange wizard who breaks into his master's house.

The frantic fluctuations of magic power rushed towards Dubois crazily, and the walls on both sides were torn apart by Kreacher's magic, revealing deep and long ravines, as if chopped by an axe.

In such a long and narrow corridor, ordinary wizards have no room to hide from magic.

The black wizard just stretched out his hand, and an invisible magic power barrier floated in front of him. Kreacher's angry magic attack slammed into the magic power barrier, and the shock wave bounced back abruptly.

Kreacher only felt a huge impact of magic power, which arrived in front of him in an instant. It seemed as if it was hit on the chest by an angry bull, and his body fell back. With a bang, it was built into the wall.

"Is this how the Black family entertains guests?"

Dubois smiled gently, his eyes were indifferent, and his fingers moved slightly. The wall behind Kreacher turned into a giant hand, holding the house elf tightly in his palm.

PS: Thank you for the blade of Momoda^з^), thanks for the blade that is finally discrete, and thanks for the blade of the seventeen-year-old BBA

One more chapter tonight

Chapter 398 Chapter 40 Horcrux Collection

"Master Wizard...please leave here."

The house elf, who was clenched by the giant hand and had difficulty breathing, looked at the approaching dark wizard in great fear.

It wants to scream, it wants to run away.

But because of his loyalty to his master, he had to face a terrifying enemy.

Dubois walked up to Kreacher, looking down at the house elf who was becoming more and more humble and fearful.

"Give me the Slytherin locket, and I'll get out of here."

Under the indifferent eyes of the black wizard, Kreacher lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Kreacher doesn't know what a Slytherin's locket is. The owner hasn't come back for many years...Ah!!"

It made a miserable cry.

Dubois undid the polymorph, and the giant hand liquefied and disappeared, as if a house-elf without bones collapsed to the ground like a liquid.

"Kreacher doesn't know... Kreacher doesn't know..." It fell to the ground, whispering in pain.

The wand rested on its forehead.

The black wizard smiled and said: "The pendant box that Regulus asked you to destroy, you should still put it somewhere in this house, right? I hope you can take the initiative to take it out, otherwise I can only get it from your memory Find its whereabouts."

Kreacher's eyes widened instantly, full of fear.

It hung its head, struggled to get up from the ground, gave up resistance, and handed a pendant box with a small golden snake carving on it to Dubois from the cabinet on the second floor.

Feeling the sleeping soul fragments in the pendant box, Dubois smiled with satisfaction.

He looked at the trembling house-elf with his head lowered, and then put his wand on the other's forehead, modifying Kreacher's memory so that it would not tell the story and ruined Zhou Qi's plan.

Walk out of the Black family ancestral home.

Dubois played with the locket, suppressed Voldemort's soul reaction, and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

"There is one Horcrux left."

He walked out of Grimmauld Square and walked on the bustling streets of London.

In addition to Harry Potter, Voldemort also has a Horcrux, which is also the Horcrux he is most interested in-the big snake Nagini.

However, Nagini will not be made into a Horcrux until 1994, and it should be just an ordinary blood curse snake now.

But perhaps, the story has long since changed.

Voldemort got the enhanced version of the Sorcerer's Stone, and he could endure such a long time without being resurrected, which has changed Zhou Qi's opinion. He thought that Voldemort would be eager to use the Philosopher's Stone to be resurrected.

Then the soul is controlled by him.

Should it be said that he is indeed the Dark Lord? What ordinary people can't bear, what ordinary people can't bear.

Dubois sensed the spiritual imprint left on the Philosopher's Stone through his body, and judged the location of the Philosopher's Stone.

"Albanian forest?"

The black wizard smiled, turned and walked into the dark alleyway.

crackle.

There was a soft apparition sound, and the dark wizard disappeared into the alleyway.

Balkan Peninsula, Albanian Forest.

Quirinus Quirinus, carrying the prey he had caught, carefully came to the hut in the forest. He gently placed the unconscious wild deer on the ground, and looked fearfully at the boa constrictor at the door of the hut.

It has been half a year since I escaped to the Albanian forest.

A lot has happened in the past six months.

Voldemort no longer used him as a horcrux to live in. Compared with the horcrux carrier, as a wizard, he has a greater role in hunting in this forest and protecting his safety.

Through the study of the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort successfully extracted part of his vitality to maintain the survival of his soul.

He found Nagini in Albania.

Nagini is a blood-cursed orc, a low-level life with a curse in his blood that will eventually transform from a wizard into a beast, and is more suitable as a Horcrux carrier.

Voldemort first transferred his soul to Nagini, and then through the analysis of the Philosopher's Stone, he successfully used the vitality and black magic in it to create a body similar to a Horcrux.

"Master, I'm back."

Quirrell said respectfully.

Nagini looked up at him and swam away slowly.

Quirrell walked into the room softly and respectfully. On the soft chair, he saw Voldemort...or rather, it was more like a piece of flesh with a hideous face, no limbs, no hair, only the size of a baby, Pale lumps of flesh.