I'm Really an Alchemist

Draco skipped Ron and walked towards the door, and when he was about to take a step, he suddenly turned his head.

"Weasley, you've lost yourself by getting too close to Harry Potter."

Ron frowned strangely.

"Others met Granger and knew her full name was Hermione Granger, Ravenclaw's best student."

"When people see you, they will only think you are Harry Potter's friend, and secondly know that you are the Weasley family, but who will remember that your name is Ron, Ron Weasley?"

Draco sneered: "Don't be a vassal, Ron."

Leaving this sentence, he walked away.

In the empty classroom, Ron was lost in thought.

PS: Thanks to D_Inori for the spicy strips, and Xi and Ling for the blades

py: "How did you become an evil god?" "

Su Tian.Ordinary office workers.

Amateur psychologist and senior mental patient.

Unfortunately, when he lay in bed one day, he found that there was a little problem in his life...

If I close my eyes at home at night, I will often be teleported to a strange place in the early morning and then woken up.

This greatly affected Su Tian's sleep quality...

With a helpful and friendly attitude, Su Tian decided to persuade these temporary neighbors to sleep well in the middle of the night.If you have a problem with your mind, you can consult yourself.

So, inexplicably, some strange guests began to pour into the house transformed into an office, with a very humble and respectful attitude.

"The original master of chaos! The revelation of the end of the end! The highest, most vast, and greatest invisible thing! Your sincere and humble servant, I pray to you..."

"You are sick?"

Chapter 464 Chapter [-] Changes in California

new York.

Newt Scamander walked into the apartment with a newspaper in hand.

The white wizard leaned on the sofa with a tired look.

"Professor, this is the latest issue of the Daily Prophet." Newt gently placed the newspaper on the coffee table and said, "I entrusted a friend to send it from Europe."

"Thanks a lot."

Dumbledore sighed softly and picked up the newspaper.

America and Britain are separated by the vast Pacific Ocean, and the exchange of information between the two continents is far from comparable to that of the later Internet era. Often, the Daily Prophet is released for several days before Dumbledore can get it.

He read the newspaper carefully.

This issue of the Daily Prophet focuses on news that Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are visiting Hogwarts.

Newt came over with two cups of coffee, and felt that the white wizard had a strange expression, so he couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, Professor?"

"When I left Hogwarts, I asked Professor Ivan to organize the Triwizard Tournament... It has been two weeks since the start of school, and Durmstrang and Beauxbatons have only gone to Hogwarts."

Dumbledore's eyebrows trembled, his face worried.

"The newspapers didn't even mention the Triwizard Tournament, only that they were guests."

Newt: "If you're worried, why don't you go back and have a look?"

Dumbledore shook his head slowly and folded the newspaper.

"The Magic Congress will not let me leave New York. My application to go to California was rejected." The white wizard lowered his eyes: "They think that I can sit back and relax here!"

Newt turned to look out the window.

The warm sunlight passes through the glass to form mottled shadows on the ground, the trees stand in the courtyard whirling, and the bustling world of No-Maji life is beyond.

As Dumbledore said,

Since he came to New York, the crime rate of wizards in this city has dropped to an all-time low, not only from the Deathly Hallows society, but also from the wizards who have been smuggled and dark wizards that have always been a headache for the Magic Congress.

Dumbledore is a legend in the wizarding world, and no one dares to do anything under the eyes of the legend.

The Deathly Hallows Society has disappeared, Grindelwald has never appeared again, and even the crime rate on weekdays has dropped. The Magic Congress should not be too happy, let alone let Dumbledore leave.

They prepared a separate apartment for Dumbledore, and arranged for staff to be nearby to meet his requirements at any time.

The open-faced wizard is responsive and respected in New York.

But as soon as he had the idea of ​​leaving, the Magic Congress would come to his door, and Xiaozhi asked him to stay in New York with emotion and reason, in case Grindelwald returned again.

"I have been able to tell that Grindelwald is hiding on the west coast, in California, which is the most economically prosperous state in America and where the power of Congress is relatively weak."

Dumbledore sighed heavily.

"Congress has contacted the branch in California and has sent Aurors to search. If there is any abnormality, we will get news soon."

Newt reassured.

"Maybe." Dumbledore's eyes were in a trance, as if looking far away: "I don't think this matter is far from over."

.....

Queens, a No-Maj hotel.

In the warm-toned conference room, wizards dressed as No-Majs arrived one after another.

Fifteen people sat at the circular conference table before the door of the conference room was closed.

York got up first, and the other fourteen people also got up at the same time. They put their arms on their chests, looked solemn, and said in a low voice: "For the greater good."

After completing this set of rituals, the atmosphere becomes active.

"Why is there a meeting at this special time?" Someone questioned first: "Congress has not let down its vigilance and has always wanted to catch us. This is too risky!"

"Yes, Dumbledore is still in New York and hasn't left."

These doubting wizards frowned and looked at York, hoping for a reasonable explanation.

Yorke said: "I took the risk to call the meeting, and I also wanted to discuss the way forward." He looked around and emphasized his tone: "I think the time is ripe, it's time to speak up and announce magic to the world!"

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Some were excited, some hesitated, and some questioned.

"There are more than [-] comrades in New York. Not long ago, we also won the Clary family, and they also recognized Lord Grindelwald's ideas." York raised his arms and shouted: "Our strength has been accumulated enough, it is time to go out !"

At the round table meeting, some people began to discuss in a low voice.

"What about the Magic Congress?" The wizard who questioned before said again: "How far has the society's power in the Congress developed?"

Someone stood up.

"A considerable number of people in Congress agree with Grindelwald's ideas. The problem lies with Dumbledore."

This person turned out to be the young Auror from the undercover Grindelwald lecture - Allen.

"Because Dumbledore is in New York, we can only spread ideas and develop comrades in a sneaky way, and we dare not go too far." Allen sighed softly: "But there are a lot of young wizards who sympathize with our ideas. I think it can be fought for!"

"We haven't reached the point where we can get ahead!"

The questioning wizard looked directly at York.

"If you don't take the first step, how will you know the result, you are too conservative!"

"It's you who are radical, we finally developed, and we can't fall short because of temporary radicalism!"

The two faced each other and refused to give in to each other.

The round table was also divided into radical and conservative factions.

"Stop, we are all brothers and sisters, and we are connected by the same ideal!" Someone suppressed the quarrel between the two parties, and said helplessly, "What will Lord Grindelwald think of you?"

The two parties stopped arguing, a little ashamed.

"Should we contact Master Grindelwald and ask his opinion?" Another person came up with an idea.

But it was quickly refuted.

"If you bother him with even this little thing, won't you be laughed at by comrades in California?"

"Then what do you think we should do?" The man was refuted, but he didn't dare to show weakness.

The meeting was dull.

"What's the reason why we can't make a choice?" A witch suddenly woke up and said, "It's Dumbledore. If he stays in New York, we won't be able to develop comrades in Congress, and we won't dare to act casually."

"Just get him out of New York..."

Auror Allen also thought of something.

"Dumbledore applied to Congress several times to go to California to inquire about Grindelwald, but was stopped by the chairman of Congress... We can use this to let him leave New York and go to California!"

Everyone looked at each other and thought it was a good idea.

They are not worried about causing trouble to Grindelwald at all, California is no longer the California of the Magic Congress.

...

"An invisible beast appeared in Brooklyn, hiding in a No-Maj supermarket!"

"Someone in Queens is using magic in the square in the name of a magician!"

"...OMG, a No-Maj saw a broomstick in the Empire State Building!"

The communication lines of the Magic Council almost burst.

The incidents of violating the confidentiality agreement are distributed in every city, street, and scenic spot in New York at an hourly rate. The Magic Congress is going crazy, and all staff are dispatched to deal with these incidents.

When the Aurors arrived at the scene, the wizards of the Deathly Hallows Society had already fled, leaving only a card depicting the Deathly Hallows logo and the No-Maj who witnessed the magical event.

The crime rate, which had been reduced not long ago, reached an unprecedented peak in these two days.