I'm Really an Alchemist

Zhou Qi grabbed the curtain and covered the dead oil painting again. He clapped his hands, happy and satisfied, just like a father would feel distressed when he saw his child grow up and rebel.

But more is joy.

Because this is also the road that my father himself has experienced.

Looking at the covered oil painting, Zhou Qi stared at it for a long time, then turned around, and left the office with Dumbledore who was in a daze.

The white wizard was frightened.

"What will they do? Where will they go? Will they cause harm?"

Zhou Qi: "Even I can't predict what they will do, but there is one thing I can be sure of—" He paused, then smiled and said: "They will come back, come back here."

"We just have to wait for their return."

.....

Arizona, USA.

Aurors from the Magic Council walked into the house and saw the crying wizard couple.

"Not long after we went out, she... she disappeared."

The hostess was sobbing.

"It was about [-]:[-] in the afternoon. You and your husband came home and found that the daughter in the portrait was missing?" Auror wrote down the words of the wizard and his wife, frowning and looking at the oil painting on the wall.

The background of the oil painting is the lakeside.

The verdant green grass, the endless green lake, the lush green hills in the distance, and the smiling girl standing in front of the lake...all of this is gone!

The oil painting that the Auror saw was the almost dry green lake, the yellowish-brown soil, and the green hills in the distance looked like they had been bombed, with potholes, and the couple's long-dead daughter was nowhere to be seen.

"Please, please find Angel back, we can't lose her!"

The wizard couple begged the Aurors.

The Auror pursed his lips, nodded and said, "That's exactly what we do."

Aurors who left this town of wizards and returned to the state branch of the Magic Congress classified and reported this abnormal incident of magic painting, but did not receive due attention, and even the degree of danger was relatively low.

The Auror declared again, but was still approved by the upper echelons of the Congress, on the grounds that the Congress was not a Muggle police to help parents find their children.

"This is not an ordinary incident!" Auror argued, "This is my intuition as an Auror!"

The boss said mockingly: "This is an ordinary case that couldn't be more trivial. I thought the missing person was really a human being, but I didn't expect it to be a person in a painting. There is nothing in the wizarding law that states that the person in the painting Have the same rights as humans, they don't even have to pay taxes!"

The Auror was shaking with rage.

"She is the child of the couple who died..."

"That's just a painting." The boss pointed at him sternly: "Their child has passed away, and the painting has been reported as a loss of private property. This is already the greatest generosity we have given them!"

The Auror was speechless.

The expectant eyes of the wizard couple flashed in his mind.

Does the portrait belong to the life or the private property of the wizard... No one has ever considered this matter. The wizarding world has become accustomed to the existence and companionship of magic paintings, but it has never thought of giving magic paintings legal rights.

Painting is just painting after all.

Can't replace people.

.....

It was dinner time at Hogwarts, and the students were able to come out of the rest area and go to the cafeteria to eat.

They were still discussing Mrs. Pablo's disappearance.

The professors were worried and couldn't give an answer, and Dumbledore was even more silent. His fear was far more than that of other professors and students—he was the only one who was closest to the truth in this world.

And the truth is too cruel.

Dumbledore can only use silence to preserve the truth and not hurt others.

"See you tomorrow."

Harry Potter said to the black cat, the black cat looked back three times at a step, and finally ran into the end of the corridor without a trace.

We had known each other for almost half a month, and Harry didn't know why the black cat was so close to him, why it would mysteriously disappear every time it was dinner time, and then reappear on time the next morning.

There are too many strange creatures at Hogwarts, and this one is not bad.

Harry didn't want to eat in the cafeteria.

Every time he appeared, except for Ron and Hermione, there would be a blank circle around him, and he didn't want to cause trouble for others.

Rubbing his stomach, Harry quietly walked through the crowded cafeteria, towards the kitchen, which was close to the Hufflepuff resting area, where the house elves would prepare hearty food for every hungry student.

Walk in the empty castle.

Harry paused and hid behind the stone pillars. He poked his head out and peeped into the gap in the stairwell, and saw a silent figure in black robes, quickly coming out of the castle, blending into the night, going to Forbidden Forest direction.

"Sirius!"

Harry carefully pulled out his wand, unquenchable hatred floated in his eyes.

Even though he had never actually seen the bastard who betrayed his parents, Harry recognized him at first sight, whether it was the tall figure or the side face through the black hood.

You are finally out!

Harry immediately associated Mrs. Pablo's disappearance, and instantly understood everything—it was him, Sirius!He's hiding in Hogwarts, doing everything he can to kill my Sirius.

It was he who kidnapped Mrs. Pablo!

Harry knew that at this time, it was best to report it to the professor and let the professor handle it.

But he is not reconciled, if Sirius escapes, when will he be caught next time?

Holding the wand in his hand, the angry savior chased after Sirius, and also stepped out of the brightly lit castle to the edge of the dim Forbidden Forest. The transparent barrier was turned upside down, dividing the deep Forbidden Forest.

"What is he doing here?"

Harry tried his best to suppress the movement of his body, and he used the Forbidden Forest cabin as a cover to watch the movement of the figure.

Ever since Hagrid stepped down, the Forbidden Forest Cabin had been abandoned.

No one will come here.

Holding his breath, Harry crept closer to Sirius, his wand gripped tightly.

suddenly.

Sirius moved his body slightly, and unexpectedly followed the edge of the barrier, into the hole, and appeared on the other side of the Forbidden Forest not long after.

Harry stared dumbfounded.

Is this how Death Eaters show up at Hogwarts?

Seeing Sirius disappear into the shadowy Forbidden Forest, Harry stopped thinking about it, and came to the burrow. The boulder was opened.

And with snow as a cover.

No wonder it can pass through the magic barrier arranged by Dumbledore.

Harry's hand holding the wand was also white with cold. He swept away the snow and came from the burrow to the Forbidden Forest. He knew that he had violated the rules of Hogwarts, but hatred blinded him.

Did not clean up the dirt on the body.

Harry went into the Forbidden Forest.

This is the second time he has stepped into the Forbidden Forest alone. The last time he was in the first grade, he saw Professor Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort sucking the blood of a unicorn, and he also met a kind centaur.

But this time, Harry had just stepped into the Forbidden Forest.

He sensed something was wrong.

The moment he stepped into the Forbidden Forest, countless gazes were cast on him, full of anger, hatred and madness, followed by vibrations on the ground, like countless ferocious beasts swarming.

"hiss!"

Puchi.

A black shadow descended from the sky, with its wings spread, Harry saw the true face of the shadow clearly through the moonlight.

"Buckbeak!" he exclaimed.

Buckbeak's eyes were full of human anxiety. He pawed the ground with his front hooves, grabbed Harry's collar in one bite, turned his head and put him on his back. With flapping wings, he crashed out of the Forbidden Forest and flew into the sky.

almost simultaneously.

The rain of arrows was densely nailed to the ground.

In the confusion, Harry hugged Buckbeak's neck and turned his head, horrified.

Countless magical animals roared crazily in the Forbidden Forest, and there were also centaurs with naked upper bodies. They raised their bows and arrows in hatred and shot at Buckbeak flying in the sky.

"hiss!"

Buckbeak screamed loudly, struggling to avoid the sharp arrow attack, but was accidentally drawn on his body by a thick branch, showing bloodstains.

It didn't hesitate at all, crashing out of the canopy all the way and flying into the sky.

Reach heights beyond the reach of arrow blades.

Harry really understood why Dumbledore was so wary of the Forbidden Forest, and even refused to communicate with the Forbidden Forest. He complained to Hagrid more than once, as long as the misunderstanding was cleared up, peace with the Forbidden Forest would not be possible.

It turns out.

It's not that simple.

The Forbidden Forest had suffered heavy casualties last year, and had developed extreme fear and hatred for humans. Even if Dumbledore told the centaurs that all this was caused by the black wizard Dubois, it was impossible to restore a little relationship.

In the current Forbidden Forest, human wizards—especially human wizards wearing Gryffindor school robes.

As long as they appear in the Forbidden Forest, they will never die.

The Gryffindor school robes worn by Harry Potter have become a source of hatred.

"Buckbeak, where are you taking me?" Harry lay on top of the Hippogriff, and the swift flight brought him nothing but fear. He turned his head, and Hogwarts could no longer see him. up.

He was taken deep into the Forbidden Forest.

"I'm going back!" Harry said loudly, "I'll be punished!"

at this time.

Harry heard the sound of vibrating wings, and a large number of flying beasts flew out of the forest under their feet, chasing them frantically.