I'm Really an Alchemist

"Lord Grindelwald!"

There was a vague shout in my ear.

Grindelwald slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eyes was Nagini with a pretty face, followed by the worried and frightened members of the club.

"You're finally awake!"

The society wizard burst into tears.

Grindelwald was a California wizard, a pillar of the Deathly Hallows community, and when he fell, the sky fell.

No one dared to imagine what they would look like without Grindelwald's leadership?

Grindelwald took a deep breath to calm his heartbeat, and stood up with his body supported.

"How long have I slept?"

sleep....

Obviously fainted?

The community wizard didn't dare to question it, and quickly said: "You slept for half an hour."

Grindelwald nodded, pushed away the worried crowd, and walked out.

"My lord, where are you going?" The community wizard hurriedly followed closely behind, asking cautiously.

Grindelwald pulled out his wand, preventing Nagini and the wizard from following.

"Sacramento, Capitol!"

.....

"finally come."

Under the Hogwarts bulletin board, the Beauxbatons students looked at Gryffindor's new system and only sighed.

They were already mentally prepared, but they didn't expect to arrive so soon.

Gryffindor's reforms are consistent with the other three colleges in terms of work and rest arrangements. Hogwarts has also entered into high-intensity study arrangements. The main courses are mathematics, biology, physics, and meditation.

There are only two magic courses: Transfiguration and Charms.

But unlike other colleges, Gryffindor also has a brand-new course - physical fitness.

"The professor of gymnastics doesn't even have a name, and he came after Halloween?"

"Gryffindor's new curriculum and schedule were only implemented after returning to school during the Halloween holiday. Fortunately, we finally gave us time to accept it."

"It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not, Gryffindor is all willing to accept it!"

"Well, what will happen to us in the end?"

Someone saw another file on the bulletin board.

Durmstrang and Beauxbaton's seventh-year students can choose not to follow the arcane courses, and Hogwarts will arrange the original magic courses to continue their education until graduation.

For students below the seventh grade, the school system will be completely reformed.

Except for a small number of students who followed Hufflepuff to get used to the arcane class, most of the students breathed a sigh of relief, but they always felt a little indescribable.

There is a feeling of being rejected.

In fact it is.

The seventh grade students except Hogwarts all have a deep-rooted wizard thinking, which is difficult to reverse. Even if they change the system to learn arcane art, they can only study for more than half a year before graduation. Zhou Qi is too lazy to reform these students, just Let them graduate as a traditional wizard.

Those below the seventh grade still have the possibility of transformation, so naturally they will not let it go.

Of course, Zhou Qi will still give opportunities to those who are willing to make progress.

The older witch Cecilia, who has graduated for several years, is now also learning arcane arts with Hufflepuff.

clang!

The dull bell rang, and Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, who were flustered with chest tightness, dispersed and returned to their own areas. They were either in groups or individually, listening to the evening bell, watching The haze of black lakes and green hills.

They just feel that the world is changing too fast for them to accept.

In the castle, under the leadership of the professor, the four colleges decorated jack-o-lanterns, and Halloween finally came.

.....

In the embassy, ​​the diplomatic group headed by Tommy Nix communicated with the American diplomatic ambassador with a smile on his face.

He made the most of his talent as a diplomat.

No matter how hard or soft the American diplomatic ambassador is, he insisted that Mr. Ivan is in Hogwarts and cannot be contacted. As for the arcane - only Hogwarts has the information, we don't have it.

"I heard that the Ministry of Magic of your country is in London. Could it be possible to contact the Ministry of Magic and ask Mr. Ivan to come out?"

The ambassador's face was gloomy.

Tommy Nix calmly said: "We have already contacted the Minister of Magic. As a European school of magic, Hogwarts has a high status. Now it is a closed teaching. Even the Ministry of Magic has not obtained permission and is not allowed to enter. .”

The diplomatic ambassador became more and more anxious, with his palms on the table and his body leaning forward, creating pressure.

"Mr. Nix, how long do we have to wait?"

Tommy Nix smiled gently: "It won't take long, during the Halloween holiday, we will be able to contact Mr. Ivan!"

"I hope so." The diplomatic ambassador frowned. Halloween is only a day or two away, and he can still afford to wait for a day or two.

It's just that he felt that there was something hidden in the young diplomat's smile.

To be conservative.

The diplomatic ambassador knocked on the table and said softly: "The United Kingdom and the United States have a long friendship. I hope that your country will not destroy the friendship between our two countries."

Tommy Nix nodded with a smile, as if he couldn't hear the threat hidden in the words.

Bang!

The door to the meeting was flung open.

The staff ran in with a panicked face, holding a document in their hands.

"We're still in a meeting, let's talk about something later!" the diplomatic ambassador scolded.

The staff member did not leave as he said, but walked quickly to him, leaned over and whispered something in his ear, and the diplomatic ambassador's face turned pale immediately.

He took a deep breath, trying to adjust his mentality, but he couldn't control the panic on his face.

"It seems that Mr. Ambassador has encountered some trouble?"

Tommy Nix was slow, without the caution he had before. He leaned back on the chair, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the foreign ambassador who was not breathing well. The corners of his mouth curled up happily.

"Let me guess..."

He paused and said, "Did California declare independence?"

The diplomatic ambassador stood up abruptly, his eyes wide open, and he was no longer as aggressive as before.

.....

New York time, October [-]th, at nine fifteen in the morning.

The governor of California was interviewed by the media. In the interview, he bluntly stated that the federal government has questioned and oppressed California recently. In the front hall of the Capitol, facing countless reporters and cameras, he announced the California Declaration of Independence.

After the state of wizards, the news of California's independence spread like a hurricane, shocking the whole world once again.

"Please come with me."

Guided by the messenger, Dumbledore walked towards the White House President's Office. In this center of power in America, he saw all kinds of life.

All the people who passed by looked like they were shrouded in dark clouds and the sky was falling apart.

Close to the president's office, before entering the door, there was the sound of broken porcelain inside.

"Waste, a bunch of waste! Get out, get out!"

Roar came out.

Immediately after the door opened, several embarrassed men came out. They saw Dumbledore froze for a moment, but then lowered their heads and left in a hurry.

Dumbledore stepped into the office.

The originally clean and empty office was in a mess, with newspapers, documents scattered all over the place, and fragments of various objects smashed open.

Dumbledore glanced at the documents and newspapers, full of shocking headlines.

"Black Day on Wall Street"

The California Declaration of Independence

The Collapse of America

After pondering for a while, he pulled out his wand and turned it lightly, only to see that the fragments all over the floor were reorganized completely, and the ink also rose from the ground and flew to the bathroom. It was like going back in time, and the messy office was restored to order.

Clinton looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

"Professor Dumbledore, I am very sorry for letting you see this scene."

Dumbledore said in a deep voice: "Mr. President, I can understand your mood."

Clinton smiled wryly and shook his head.

He sat up straight and quickly adjusted his mood.

"Professor, I heard that you are the most powerful white wizard in the wizarding world?"

Dumbledore was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, thinking of someone who was still at Hogwarts, hesitantly said: "There are people outside of this, I can't afford to say that."

Clinton said, "Professor, I need your help!"

"When California declared independence, we wanted to save it for the first time, but it didn't give us any chance, and even cut off the communication channel with us! This has never happened in the past. We didn't think of Grindelwald. Such ambition!"

"The only person who can deal with Grindelwald is to teach you." Clinton lowered his posture and said sincerely: "Please help America, Professor Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore let out a long sigh.

He only felt that he was a marionette, running wherever he had something to do.

"Mr. President, please tell me what you think!"

Clinton raised his head gratefully and told his thoughts.

The staff believes that the reason why such a thing happened in California is because the California government has been controlled by Grindelwald with magic, and even the citizens inside have become Grindelwald's believers.