I'm Really an Alchemist

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The lower grade students were in high spirits, and after staying in school for a whole year, they finally had a holiday.

The seventh-grade students were extremely confused. Hogwarts was no longer a shelter from the wind and rain. They graduated from this school after completing the ultimate wizard exam.

Like the previous year, Zhou Qi asked the students to perform individual solos to draw a successful end to the end of this school year.

This time, the solo theme is for the students to choose their favorite music, and the genre is not limited.

One of the graduating seventh-grade students played the Symphony of Destiny.

Although the playing was intermittent, the rhythm was unstable, and there were even wrong sounds and noises, there was no sound in the concert hall. This seventh-grade student poured all his confusion and hope for the future into the music.

After the performance, he won applause from the audience.

Also top rated by musicians!

This year, the curtain is finally drawn.

Hodmog Village.

The steam train stopped quietly on the track, and a large number of students carried suitcases and walked into the carriage together.

"Dobby, I really don't need you to see me off!" The savior Harry was very embarrassed, his hands were empty, and all the salutes were undertaken by the house elf.

This house-elf, who was dressed in new clothes and became extra lively, helped Harry, Ron and Hermione to carry it and send it into the carriage like an old woman sending their children to school.

"Dobby... woo, Dobby will miss Harry Potter." Its big eyes were full of water, "Harry Potter gave Dobby freedom."

"What a joke!"

Discordant voices cut in.

Draco Malfoy raised his head proudly and walked over. Behind him, two inseparable followers were pushing and saluting.

Seeing Draco's appearance, Dobby timidly hid behind Harry.

"I will never forget the humiliation you gave me!" Draco stopped in front of the three of Harry, furious, "Pretend to be me, steal my clothes! You have offended the Malfoy family!"

"Tch, what evidence do you have to prove that we did it?" Ron Weasley curled his lips in disdain: "Or do you want to make trouble with the professor again?"

Draco's expression darkened for a moment.

He gave Dobby a vicious look, turned his head and entered the carriage.

"Look, he has nothing to do with us!" Ron had always hated Malfoy, seeing Malfoy's powerless and furious appearance made him feel as refreshed as cold water in summer, his heart was flying and his heart was freezing.

Hermione freaked out.

"Don't mention it again! I've had nightmares for days!"

Ron and Harry looked at each other and snickered.

Miss Hermione, who developed the compound potion, was asked by a good friend to use the portal to sneak into the boys' dormitory, and stole a pair of underwear in a crisis-they will laugh for a lifetime.

Of course not smiling in front of Hermione.

They were beaten for a while.

The trio laughed and got into the carriage.

On the other end of the steam train, Zhou Qi stopped at the end of the train after being sent off by the professors.

"Professor Ivan, there's no need for you to leave Hogwarts!" Pomona was worried: "The professor can apply to stay in school during the summer vacation. As long as you stay here, the Dark Lord can't do anything to harm you."

The same is true of other professors.

Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, Professor Sprout, I believe that Voldemort will not easily attack me, and I also have the ability to escape. When I am in danger, I will return to Hokkaido immediately. Gwartz's!"

The professors nodded helplessly.

Professor Ivan is no longer a pure Muggle, he is still a wizard who can defeat Professor Snape in a frontal magic battle.

The professors who came to see Zhou Qi off did not include Snape.

The double agent stood in the office, looking in the direction of Hodmogg.

He drew down the curtains, sat back at the desk, and devoted himself to the difficult study again——Zhou Qi sent all the remaining biomedical books to him before leaving, and said that he would go to the Muggle World to purchase another batch .

I hope he can achieve something during the two months of summer vacation, combine magic, and create a brand new magic.

It also showed that if Snape had any puzzles, he could come to London to seek solutions from him during the summer vacation.

Professor Snape, who had a strong self-esteem, couldn't bear this kind of humiliation. He gritted his teeth and devoted himself to studying hard, thinking that even if he didn't ask others, he could learn by himself.

The steam train went away with the sound of its whistle.

Farewell to the professor and return to Hogwarts.

Harry Potter was leaning against the window, listening to his friends slapstick, and looking at the scenery passing by the window, he seemed to wake up from a dream, and his second year in the wizarding world ended like this.

So many things happened this year.

It's like being in a dream, so unreal.

.....

Zhou Qi returned to London and worked as a salted fish for two days.

He didn't study arcane arts, he didn't need to prepare lessons, and he refused social receptions.

He fell on the sofa and sorted out his income this year.

Because of the Battle of the Death Eaters, arcane appeared in the magical world. The wizards wanted to stop it, but they were mired in the quagmire of war. Coupled with their own operations, some wizards recognized arcane.

But they only recognized the arcane, recognized me as a person.

It does not mean that Muggles can learn arcane arts.

Wizards just hypnotize themselves, attribute arcane art to magic, and only admit that I am a member of wizards, but if I want to promote arcane art, I will inevitably encounter resistance.

Voldemort will come to stop this too.

Zhou Qi looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, his thoughts turned, and several plans to kill Voldemort floated up.

Voldemort has already completed the task of tools, and the continuation of the Death Eater War will also hinder the alchemist's next arcane promotion plan. Currently, he is facing a big problem.

How to promote Arcane?

Directly announcing the existence of arcane arts will inevitably present the magical world in the eyes of human beings—this is the enemy of the entire magical world.

Although Zhou Qi is not afraid of this matter, but people are against each other. If he wants to promote arcane arts, resistance will flood in like a tide. One batch will be killed and another batch will come. They are not annoying, but he is annoying.

In the face of arcane arts, scientific and technological civilizations may not necessarily devote themselves wholeheartedly to it.

If you want to promote arcane arts, you have to let humans and wizards themselves have to accept arcane arts under the crisis.

Going farther and farther on the villain's path...Zhou Qi burst out laughing, sat up and leaned on the sofa.

"Take apart the difficult problem and realize it step by step—Voldemort must die, but his death is worthwhile. If Voldemort dies now and the Death Eaters have no leader, they will be counterattacked by the Ministry of Magic."

"It will become what it was before, with the conservative and closed Ministry of Magic re-stabilizing the order of the magical world."

Zhou Qi shook his head.

"The Ministry of Magic must be completely discredited before Voldemort dies, so that I can control it."

Zhou Qi stretched and got up from the sofa.

Sigh with emotion.

"Thinking about it this way, I still have a lot to do. It's really hard work."

He walked into the arcane laboratory.

In the next few days, London was calm on the surface, but dark tides were everywhere.

Death Eaters from two factions infiltrated the city.

At night, the lights are bright.

Death Eater Antonin Dolokhov stood on the edge of a high-rise rooftop, his twisted, pale long face overlooked the bustling city night scene, and behind him were several dementors flying like ghosts.

"It's so peaceful here."

A Death Eater who had escaped from Azkaban, with a hoarse and long voice, he spread his arms and spoke cruel words in a calm voice.

"Think about ruining this peace."

Famous cities in continental Europe have more or less lost their former prosperity due to the Death Eaters' war.

Only London, the city at the heart of Britain, is safe.

The misty dementor flew from a distance and landed in front of Antonin.

"The Muggle musician left Hogwarts?" Antonin smiled cruelly: "Is there something wrong with his mind? How dare he leave Hogwarts and come back here?"

Dementors dance in the night sky.

"He is not your food for the time being." Antoning restrained his expression: "The master needs the [holy water] he made, don't worry, you will have delicious desserts—"

"Passed out!"

The Death Eater suddenly pulled out his wand, turned around and ejected a ray.

thump.

The wizard who approached with the illusion spell fell to the ground,

It was a male wizard in an Auror uniform.

"This is your food." Antonin laughed and put away his wand, and the floating dementor pressed down on the unconscious male wizard like a ghost.

The western suburbs of the city.

"Please, let me go!"

A screaming bat was caught by Medusa and squeezed into a disgusting ball of meat sauce.

the other side.

A Death Eater from the French Ministry of Magic knelt in front of Tom Riddle.

"Lord Voldemort, I am willing to surrender to you." The wizard of the pure-blood family trembled.