I'm Really an Alchemist

"Oh, Mr. Grindelwald, you have booked a hotel. I know a familiar driver who can take you there. Those annoying niggers just want to cheat money from you. The taxis in their hands charge extremely high."

Dick patted his chest and said, "But I'm different. I'll charge you a one-time fee—only one thousand, no, seven hundred dollars. I'll be on call within a week, and I'll make sure you have a pleasant trip!"

Grindelwald smiled, did not speak, but looked at the bustling city of New York.

He came to New York sixty-five years ago, pretending to be the Minister of Security of the Magic Congress, looking for the most powerful Momo. For many years, the sea has changed.

Seeing the bustling city in front of him, Grindelwald was slightly surprised.

The development of this city far exceeded his imagination, even during the seven days and seven nights on the cruise ship, he had made up for the development of modern history and Muggle technology.

"We haven't booked a hotel."

Grindelwald lowered his head after feeling, and smiled like a spring breeze at the white boy.

"Please find us a star hotel with a better view, money is not a problem."

...

Money has never been an issue for unruly wizards.

Grindelwald stood on the balcony, sipping red wine, and the night lights covered the city, reflecting his eyes.

"Muggles... are called No-Majs here. They have never been meaningless beings. Look at what a beautiful city they have created. Can those ignorant and ignorant wizards create such a city?"

Grindelwald took a sip of the wine, as if talking to himself, or talking to Nagini.

Nagini stood in the corner, saying nothing.

Her personality has always been dull, even with the help of Grindelwald, she has the power and memory of Voldemort, she is not a talkative person, even she followed Grindelwald, not for any reason, but because she couldn't find the target.

Grindelwald, who can see through everyone's needs, gives Nagini a purpose.

Watch the world turn upside down.

Create a world where wizards rule Muggles.

Grindelwald squinted his eyes to take in the night view of the city and drank his alcohol.

During today's journey, I have gained a lot-this city and this country have irreparable flaws, ethnic conflicts, natural environmental protection, equal rights and freedom, and the gap between rich and poor.These flaws are weapons that can be exploited.

This is the best time and the worst time.

The strongest nations are built on gravel.

As soon as Grindelwald thought about it, he came up with a dozen ways to make it collapse, but to do this, he needed followers, whether they were No-Majs or wizards.

The Magic Congress is also a blocking stone, and we need to find a way to move it away.

He put down his wine glass, slowly drew out the Elder Wand, and opened his arms as if dancing, as if embracing the whole city.

the next few days.

The relationship between Grindelwald and the white guy Dick is getting better and better. Under the leadership of Dick, Grindelwald set foot in every district of New York and met many new No-Majs.

He doesn't need to use force, just relying on words is enough to make these No-Majs feel good about him.

Dick is full of admiration for knowledgeable guests.

At the end of the seven-day journey, Dick even wanted to waive Grindelwald's fee. He had been completely convinced by the first Dark Lord.But Grindelwald still firmly stuffed the dollar into his hands.

Looking at the white guy reluctant to leave.

Grindelwald smiled lightly: "Humans are animals driven by emotions. No matter how the times change, they are still so ignorant. They need someone to guide them and become their king."

In the past seven days, Grindelwald also found out the wizarding forces in New York.

It is almost the same as it was more than [-] years ago, no, even the conflict is more intense than it was more than [-] years ago.

The Magical Congress of the United States attaches great importance to the confidentiality agreement, and even the government itself does not contact the Congress government. The British Minister of Magic will greet the Muggle Prime Minister when he takes office, and determine the mutual non-interference and cooperative relationship between the two parties.

But in this most powerful, freest, and most prosperous land, it is the most conservative.

Wizards and No-Majs are completely different worlds.

Intermarriage is not allowed, Muggle technology is not allowed, magic is not allowed in front of Muggles, and wizards are not allowed to be discussed. If there is any violation, they will be arrested by Auror and put in prison.

No mercy!

Even at the end of the [-]th century, all the No-Maj in this land did not know the existence of the magical world, including the chaebols and the White House, and the Magic Congress kept the secrecy to the extreme.

"The same conservative and stupid approach as it was sixty years ago."

Grindelwald scoffed at the comment.

But such a conservative and stupid approach made him see the fire hidden under the depression—wizards are human beings, and they also have emotions and desires. A wizard who grew up in this land, a wizard who lives in the most powerful country, no matter what Keeping separate from the No-Maj world, you will be greatly affected by what you hear and see.

Human rights, liberty, equality.

This concept is also rooted in the brains of the new generation of wizards.

They need a match.

Missing an explosion!

Bohr is an ordinary social animal wizard who graduated from the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Magic. However, he was not an outstanding elite in the school. Naturally, he could not enter the Magic Congress to work after graduation, but became an ordinary employee of a company that made magic props. , with a weekly wage of fifteen galleons.

This is not a very high amount, but it is enough to support the family.

If it is placed on other people, it may be enough to satisfy, wizards do not spend a lot of money, even if they have no source of income, they will not be hungry if they have magic.

But he lives in New York.

He's a mudblood wizard, none of his parents are wizards, only he is.

The excitement of receiving the admission letter from Ilvermorny at the age of eleven, he wasted the hardships after graduation, he was not allowed to use magic, and he was not allowed to contact the Muggle world, but he lived in such a big city full of money, how could he not be affected by influences?

magic?

What's the point of unusable magic?

The weekly salary of fifteen galleons is not enough to travel around Manhattan. His parents are both professional doctors. He has two older brothers and one younger sister, who belong to the middle class.

His family once worshiped and envied him as a wizard.

Now there is only ridicule and pity.

His older brothers graduated from the University of Pennsylvania and Harvard Medical School respectively. One is now a Wall Street trader with an annual salary of [-] yuan, and the other is a highly prestigious specialist doctor.

His younger sister also became a fashion designer by virtue of the relationship in the family.

Every family gathering, he couldn't hold his head up—magic, even in front of his family, could only be used with caution, and his family didn't allow it to be shown off.

The parents were terribly disappointed in Ball.

In the No-Maj society, he is just a cripple who graduated from elementary school, without education and ability.

Bohr began to avoid family gatherings, and he didn't dare to take his wife and daughter to his brother and sister's house. Every time his wife saw the luxurious and magnificent villa, her eyes were very bright, and she would show off to her wizard friends when she came back. long time.

The more this happened, the more he couldn't hold his head up, and even began to resent his identity as a wizard.

If you have not received the admission letter.

Maybe now that I become a painter, a doctor or an engineer, how can I be much better than the social animals in the magic world?

Pole walked down the street dejectedly.

He felt the fluctuation of magic power, and saw an Asian girl walking in front of him. The Asian girl indifferently stuffed the flyer into his hand, turned and left.

Pohl was a little dazed.

He looked down at the flyer.

"...The Deathly Hallows Society, changing the status of wizards, is this some new wizarding activity?"

PS: Thank you for the blade of Dream Chaser, and for the blade of Saint Laurent

Chapter 449 Chapter 90 The Triwizard Tournament Finalized...?

"Follow up!"

Arthur Weasley, leaning on trekking poles, climbed to the front, calling out to the panting boys.

Ron, George, and Fred carried their bags. After resting, they quickly followed their father who was walking in front.

Although tired, they were full of excitement.

This is going to watch the Quidditch World Cup match!

Walking beside Arthur were his colleagues in the Ministry of Magic, as well as his colleague's son, Cedric, a seventh-year Hufflepuff. The physical strength of these young guys was not as good as that of their elders, and they were half a step behind.

"It's hard to get tickets for this issue, isn't it?" Arthur's colleague asked in a low voice, "I begged for a long time, and only got two."

He turned his head to look at the Weasley family, and said with some lemons: "How can you get so many tickets?"

Arthur was short of breath, but smiled smugly.

"These tickets were given to us by Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter!" The colleague was stunned, his face twitching sourly. Only then did he remember the close relationship between the president of the European Magic Union and this family. No wonder Arthur, the bastard, has been so embarrassing recently and was promoted to department manager Floor.

A group of people reached the top of the mountain at sunrise in the east,

The clouds in the distance rolled in the firelight, and the light-colored sky slowly increased in brightness. On the top of the flat mountain, there was an old boot, which was the door key to the Quidditch World Cup.

"Guys, we're leaving!"

Arthur yelled, and everyone came forward and put their hands on their boots together.

In an instant, the space distorts.

Everyone disappeared, except for the broken boots lying on the ground.

Ron felt dizzy and uncomfortable, as if he was squeezed out of a rubber pipe, and there were noisy human voices in his ears.

"Professor Ivan is right. Traditional space movement is a pain. Why didn't I learn the portal well!" After waking up, he complained and raised his head. The hill was covered with tents, and wizards from all over the world passed through the gate. Keys, Floo Webs, and Apparation come here.

This is England - Dartmoor.

The venue for the 422nd Quidditch World Cup.