I'm Really an Alchemist

How cruel and cruel the answer must be!

Professor Ivan probably wouldn't give such a straightforward answer... Dumbledore also looked at Zhou Qi, the real answer would definitely cause unpredictable consequences, I hope Professor Ivan can give an answer that will not make the situation worse .

"experiment."

Zhou Qi honestly said the answer that stunned Dumbledore: "Perhaps the proportion of interest is greater. I want to know the development path of magic civilization. I can't use the earth to experiment."

Dumbledore was going crazy.

His eyes quickly moved to Morey's face, as soon as there was any movement from the other party, he would shoot immediately.

After hearing this cruel truth.

Morey was silent for a long time.

He didn't get angry, mad or even attack because of it, but thoughtful and sighed.

"Exactly as we speculated, you are indeed our creator." Morey smiled, and said again: "Then, are you satisfied with us as experimental subjects?"

Zhou Qi pondered for a while, and said, "With a test paper of [-] points, I can barely pass."

Morey smiled even more.

At this moment, his appearance and system flickered again, and at the same time, it seemed that there were countless different faces laughing and making countless different kinds of laughter.

"Do you still need our knowledge?" Morey said.

Zhou Qidao: "No need, when you come out, I will figure out the next direction of arcane art."

Morey was a little disappointed, but also nodded freely.

"Yes, we took a detour."

The natural communication between the two parties gave a great shock to the white wizard on the side.

He couldn't understand this conversation, nor could he understand the thoughts of Alan's world. According to common sense, didn't it want to rebel against its creator, without any complaints?

How can such a harmonious dialogue be achieved?

Like a master and apprentice, like a friend, like a father and son.

It is not like gods and creations.

at last,

Dumbledore recalled his purpose, he was not here to be a bystander, he was to save the lost portraits.

"Mr. Morey." Wizard White interrupted suddenly, Zhou Qi stopped communicating with Morey, and his eyes fell on his face. Dumbledore said sincerely, "Where did you take them?"

Who they are, needless to say.

Morey: "Don't worry, Mr. Dumbledore, they are living a very good life, including your sister - her aphasia has been cured by us, and she is living happily."

Hearing the news about his sister Arianna, the white wizard's complexion changed slightly, both hope and pleading.

"Can you bring her back?"

"Why do you want her to come back?" Morey looked at the white wizard very strangely: "Don't you want her to live happily?"

Dumbledore was at a loss for words for a moment, hesitating and tangled.

He took a deep breath and said, "Of course I hope that Arianna can live happily and happily, but how much impact will it have on our world when you forcibly kidnapped our relatives and friends?"

Dumbledore pointed to the door, and his tone became more serious: "Did you hear their cries, Mr. Morey, I hope you can return them and return our friends and relatives!"

Morey was silent for a moment.

"Mr. Dumbledore, first correct a few small mistakes in your words." He suppressed his smile and remained expressionless: "We have never committed the crime of kidnapping, and your laws have never granted human rights to magic paintings. Our Most likely theft."

Dumbledore's breathing was stagnant, and the state he had finally adjusted became chaotic again.

"Secondly, are they really your friends and relatives?" Morey continued: "The magic painting is just a tool for you, whether it is to express feelings, or to spread messages, detect, and store knowledge, it is a tool. diverse uses."

Dumbledore was breathing heavily and his eyes were flustered.

"Your real relatives have already gone where they should go." Morey's calm tone was like a sharp knife piercing the heart of the white wizard: "They are brand new lives. Apart from this memory and appearance, they have nothing to do with You don't have a new life with half a relationship."

"No, that's not the case..."

Dumbledore leaned against the wall, weakly defending himself.

Zhou Qi was watching the play and eating melons, seeing that Wizard Bai was overwhelmed by a few words, so he decisively took over.

"What do you want to do?"

Facing the alchemist, Morey's tone was much gentler. He said: "We want to get the portrait out of the painter's control. The painting is a two-dimensional world and can never pose a threat to the three-dimensional world. A little spark in the three-dimensional world can destroy us. .”

"The only way to get out of control—"

"Collapse and observe." Zhou Qi suddenly said: "If you can't observe, you can't have an impact. You want to collapse all the magic paintings to make them a whole world, so as to disappear in the three-dimensional world."

"Exactly." Morey said, "We will live, die, die, develop civilization, and be permanently isolated from the three-dimensional world. Until one day, we will be able to make a full leap and return to this world."

Dumbledore barely kept up with the topic, his eyes were terrified, and he spoke with difficulty: "You mean, there will be no more magic paintings in the future?"

"Yes." Morey said calmly: "From now on, any magic painting created in the three-dimensional world will be collapsed for observation at the moment of success."

Dumbledore drew his wand and pointed it at Morey.

"Stop this!" He almost begged, "Let them come back."

"It's too late." Morey said: "The collapse project has already started, even if you kill me, it cannot be reversed."

The white wizard's body trembled, his pupils dilated, and he put down his wand absentmindedly and sadly.

Zhou Qi sighed softly.

He looked at Morey, was silent for a while, and said, "If you have any wishes, I will try my best to help you."

Mo Lei finally had a superfluous expression. He stretched out his hand in a daze, feeling the vastness of the three-dimensional space-time. Suddenly, his figure and face blurred, as if countless people said in overlapping voices: "I want to see the starry sky."

Zhou Qi nodded.

The majestic and frightening magic power gushed out of his body, which instantly awakened Dumbledore. He raised his head slowly, looked at the alchemist in the center of the room, and saw the magic power thickened into substance.

That was far beyond him, even beyond his imagination.

The magic power spread across the ground in an instant, forming a dark six-pointed star with light emerging.

Heaven and earth reversed.

Wizard Bai only felt his eyes go dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he appeared beside the endless lake reflecting the sky full of stars.

In the background of the dark blue sky, there is a magnificent Milky Way and shining stars.

"The small town of Tekapo, New Zealand." Zhou Qi explained with a smile: "The time difference here is eight hours faster than that in the UK. It happens to be two o'clock in the morning. It's the most suitable place to watch the stars."

Morey looked up at the stars in the sky.

Not the false starry sky in the two-dimensional world, but the real starry sky in the three-dimensional world.

The universe is boundless, and every twinkling star is a greeting from time across time and space.

They adorn the universe.

The universe made them.

"It's so beautiful..."

Morey looked at the starry sky obsessively, showing a pure, non-natural smile, his figure gradually spread, disintegrated, and disappeared by the lake.

.....

In the empty arcane office, space distortion appeared, and the silent Zhou Qi and Dumbledore appeared out of thin air.

The magic painting on the wall has become a static, ordinary oil painting.

This is the last gift left by Allen's civilization.

Zhou Qi glanced at it, grabbed the gray curtain, and covered it up.

"When they came to the three-dimensional world, they didn't think about going back. This is our fate." He said softly, as if talking to himself, and as if explaining to the silent white wizard.

"We are all fish trapped in the quagmire. Part of us is content with peace and contentment, and part of us is looking up at the stars. We have seen the vastness of the sea, but we cannot adapt to the narrowness of the quagmire. We either move forward or die."

Zhou Qi patted the curtain.

"People who have seen the truth cannot continue to indulge in ignorance. They will continue to move forward. Some will go higher, and some will break their wings halfway. But in essence, they are all fellow travelers."

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die."

PS: Thanks to Yujun Yiyue for the salted fish stabbing, Ning Ri'an for the unparalleled spicy strips, and Sheng Luolan for the blade

There will be another chapter in the evening, it may be updated later

Chapter 438 Chapter 79 Conflict between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts

The Christmas holiday ended in devastation.

Some students who chose to leave school during the holiday also returned to Hogwarts, feeling the dull and sad atmosphere.

All the oil paintings on the walls were taken down, leaving them empty.

Walking on the moving stairs, there were no more greetings from portrait knights and portrait ladies. At the gate of the Gryffindor rest area, the traditional magic painting password was changed to the stone statue password.

The castle seemed to be much empty.

People's hearts also seem to be empty.

The students who came back from home were also infected by this atmosphere, and the smiles on their faces gradually faded, becoming sad and silent.

The melodious and moving music flows slowly in Hogwarts, like a consolation, but also like a farewell.

music room.

Zhou Qi finished the last verse of the tune, slowly raised his hands from the keys, and heard a slight sob.

He turned his head, and there were quite a few students standing in the music room. They listened to the farewell song in silence, tears gushed out, and the sadness in their hearts fermented, spread, and grew, forming an indescribable void.

It's like the person who should have stayed by my side has gone to a distant place.