I'm Really an Alchemist

"waste!"

Voldemort said indifferently: "Even the Ministry of Magic can't enter Hogwarts, what can you do?"

The Death Eaters in the seats silently lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

"Lucius."

The owner of the manor trembled and said in a low voice, "Lord Voldemort."

Voldemort: "Your son, Draco, is at Hogwarts, isn't he?"

"Yes." Lucius buried the fear in his eyes.

A sinister smile appeared on Voldemort's pale face.

"Slytherin, I used to be a student there...Slytherin students are very proud, I believe they will not accept such absurd things as Muggle magic."

Lucius' face turned pale, but he could only grit his teeth in response.

.....

United Kingdom - Birmingham.

The current godfather of the Bloody Gang, Tommy Nix got off the luxury car with a blank expression. He raised his head, and in front of him was a luxurious manor located on the outskirts of the city.

"You guys are waiting for me here."

Tommy took off his watch and suit, threw the tie around his neck to his subordinates, and stepped into the manor.

The huge manor, but did not see a servant.

And the underground emperor of Birmingham, with a serious to humble expression, walked into the villa respectfully like a saint.

In the magnificent living room, a beautiful woman with long green hair put her long legs on the coffee table unscrupulously, watching a comedy movie on TV and laughing loudly.

"Miss Medusa."

The underground emperor didn't dare to be negligent, and he didn't even dare to look around. He had seen the true identity of this woman before, and she was a terrifying monster enough to frighten everyone.

No one would have undue affection for such a monster.

Medusa pressed the remote control, looked up at Tommy, and tilted her head.

"Master is waiting for you."

Tommy Nix quickly bowed his head in thanks, walked to the basement of the villa, and opened the secret door with ease.

A different laboratory appeared in front of my eyes.

Spacious and bright.

This laboratory has been set with a traceless stretching spell, and the space inside is much higher than what can be seen from the outside, with dense vine forests, precision research platforms, and vast lakes.

There are many acquaintances.

Poison master Raquel is manipulating precision instruments, and different people are being examined one by one.

"Tommy, you came just in time, it's time for you to get checked!"

Raquel checked the growth rate of Tommy's mental power and magic power, and carefully recorded it in the notebook.

"Your spiritual power has reached seventeen points." Raquel said enviously: "As long as your spiritual power reaches eighteen points, you can construct a second spell model."

Tommy Nix smiled a little smugly.

Besides Zhou Qi, he is the second arcane wizard in the world, and the others can only be regarded as wizard apprentices at best.

Even Raquel, who has improved the most, only has thirteen points of mental power, which is not enough to construct a conversion model.

It is extremely difficult to improve one's spiritual power. According to meditation, it may not be able to improve a little in a month, and it will become more and more difficult as it goes on. Among them, the structural transformation model is the first threshold.

Tommy was very glad that he was chosen by the master, skipped the step of improving his spiritual power, and became a wizard directly.

After finishing the test.

"Where's the master?" Tommy said, "I'm going to hand over this issue of the Daily Prophet to him!"

The poison master pointed at the dense vine forest, and said, "The master and Mr. Tom are conducting experiments on magical animals."

Tommy walked into the jungle.

The dense forest made of devil vines has already remembered his scent, and took the initiative to get out of the way and guide the direction.

The closer you get, the more you can hear a low growl of fear.

"The five-legged monster, the product of transfiguration, once lived in the island of Deria, at the northern end of Socrates, with two wizard families. There was a conflict between the two wizard families, and the family named McBurn was cast with a transfiguration spell. Man-eating monster."

Tommy heard a young voice explaining.

A blank circle appeared in front of the dense forest.

The young man with light red hair and the handsome young man with black hair and black pupils were talking. In front of them, there was a monster lying on the ground trembling with five red-brown hairy legs.

"Master, Mr. Tom!"

Tommy Nix tried not to let his eyes rest on the five-legged monster, stepped forward respectfully, and offered the newspaper with both hands.

Newspaper headlines stand out.

Muggle Magic, Birth of the Arcane! "

The pupils of the black-haired boy narrowed slightly.

Dubois glanced at the title, glanced at Tom Riddle beside him, and smiled playfully.

"You came at the right time. You can let Mr. Tom test your magic level." Dubois stretched out his hand towards the five-legged monster, causing it to levitate. Without even looking at the newspaper, he walked into the depths of the forest.

Tommy had to fold the newspaper.

"Mr. Tom, please."

Tom Riddle nodded, his gaze drifted to the newspaper in his pocket. Walking in the dense forest, he couldn't help it, and said, "Can... let me take a look at this newspaper."

"Of course." Tommy handed him the newspaper.

Seventeen-year-old Voldemort immediately unfolded the newspaper and hurriedly scanned the news on it.

He froze.

On the night of Voldemort's resurrection, he did not develop power with other Voldemorts, but saw through the truth of the game. No matter who became the Dark Lord, life and death were controlled by the dark wizard.

This is the truth.

The seventeen-year-old Voldemort is a boy who pursues the strong. He is not like his future self, who has an absolute concept of strength.

As long as he can achieve his goal, he can bow to others.

This is also the reason why Voldemort, after graduation, went to work in Bojinbok's shop-but the boss was changed from Bojinbok to the dark wizard Dubois. He believed that he could learn how to lift the curse from Dubois.

How to win to the end!

He successfully found the black wizard and stayed with him. With his accumulated black magic knowledge and talent, he became the black wizard's favorite assistant.

It was just a Muggle wizard in Birmingham, but it surprised him.

When he knew that the dark wizard was studying Muggle magic, and even had some results, if Medusa hadn't controlled his life and death, Tom Riddle wanted to kill this group of Muggle who blasphemed magic.

"French wizard Dubois...Hogwarts Muggle musician...."

"New magic... arcane..."

Tom Riddle only felt cold all over, and his face turned pale.

A horrifying thought popped into his mind.

The resurrection of the Horcruxes, the battle of European magic.

Spread over [-] million square kilometers, involving hundreds of thousands of wizards, and a terrorist war in more than [-] countries.

Who has benefited the most from this war?

Musician Ivan.

Tom Riddle seemed to feel the pleasant gaze cast from the depths of the dense forest.

Even if you guessed it, so what?

Tom Riddle was terrified from the depths of his heart. This kind of thinking was seen through, his destiny was controlled, and even the trajectory of his actions after resurrection was seen through, which made him shudder.

"Mr. Tom, what's the matter with you?"

Tommy sensed his strangeness.

"Your master is a terrible man," whispered Tom.

Tommy Yu Youyan: "Yes, he is a terrible, great man."

The Dark Lord was just a puppet in his hands.

Tom Riddle sighed softly. His original ambition and greed were not worth mentioning before this higher horror. He was glad that he hugged the right thigh. Since Dubois was willing to disclose this matter to him, It means that he has entered the inner circle.

Upgraded from a tool to an assistant.

Tom Riddle didn't know whether he was happy or sad, he only knew that the other Voldemorts had become poor tool people.

And what about after the tool is used up?

.....

Zhou Qi came to the principal's office and greeted the former principal in the portrait familiarly.

The office is warm, the fireplace crackles and burns, but there is no smell of smoke.

The phoenix leaning on the shelf was already very old. Seeing the arrival of the musician, it managed to prop up its wings and let out a weak cry twice.

The white wizard sat on the chair.

"sit."

A reception chair moved out of thin air and stopped behind Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi sat down peacefully.

"Do you know how many things I stopped for you?" Dumbledore looked directly at the musician and smiled wryly.

He tapped on the table.

A large number of inquiry letters from the Ministry of Magic, pure-blood families, and prominent figures in the magic circle of various countries fell down like snowflakes.