I'm Really an Alchemist

When someone on the street saw this scene, they were only slightly surprised, and then fell silent.

Magic is no secret.

Dubois turned into a plume of black smoke and landed at the gate of a manor that occupied a large area. The gate of the luxurious and low-key villa was marked with five broken arrows. This is the Rothschild family.

Some people say that America is the country of the Jews, which is actually not wrong.

In this country, the group of people with the highest wealth is more or less related to the Jews. Among them, the Rothschild family is the head.

The appearance of Dubois quickly activated the villa's alarm system.

Accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps, groups of bodyguards in black rushed in from all directions, completely surrounding Dubois.

"Mr. Wizard, why are you here?"

In the villa, the butler with gray temples walked out.

Dubois ignored the bodyguard's hostility and guard, leaned forward and said, "I'm here to seek cooperation."

The inner floor of the villa, the living room.

The French wizard was leaning on the sofa, flirting with the beautiful maid. He heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling. He raised his eyebrows and saw the butler pushing an old man in his nineties who was so old that his hair had fallen out.

"Monsieur Dubois."

The old man recognized the identity of the French wizard. Although his voice was weak, his temperament did not diminish the fierceness of the Zongheng shopping mall back then.

"What do you want to work with me?"

Dubois looked at the old man playfully. He could feel a hidden magic power in the old man's body, which was extending his life. The feeling of this magic power was... blood race?

He must have spent a lot of money to get a vampire, raised it in the manor, and wanted to extend his life through kinship.

It's a pity that the effect of kinship on muggles is far lower than that of wizards, and it can only make him hang on his last breath.

Dubois turned his thoughts, stretched out his hand slightly, and the fingertips were surrounded by blue arcs.

All of a sudden, the beautiful maid who was still blushing during his teasing just now quickly drew a pistol from her waist and pointed it at the black wizard with a murderous look.

"stop."

The old man coughed twice and looked at Dubois expressionlessly.

"I believe that the famous black wizards in Europe would not come all the way here, just to do such a thing?"

The maid slowly lowered the pistol.

Dubois raised his eyebrows slightly, and pointed his finger on the old man's withered arm, the power of the dragon vein surged up from the ground and flowed into his body.

The old man's body trembled slightly, like an old tree in spring, the age spots on his arms slowly faded, vitality surged from his body, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he opened his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blackened blood.

"Owner!"

The maid became anxious, but was stopped by the old man.

Dubois spun and sat away, with a half-smile: "Although the blood of a vampire's first embrace can hang your lifespan, it will also cause you to have various negative states such as fear of light, blood-sucking, etc. It's better to spit it out. "

The old man supported the wheelchair and sat up straight, his expression full of desire for life.

"Sir, you can extend my life!"

Dubois: "I can restore your state to when you were seventy years old and extend your lifespan by thirty years, but I need the Rodchild family to do one thing."

"Please tell me!"

The old man bowed his head respectfully.

"Sniping Gringotts."

Dubois laughed maliciously: "My request is that the Golden Galleon system be completely abolished!"

Not long after, the French wizard left the estate.

The old man, who has regained his vitality and can get out of the wheelchair, is delighted to feel the condition of his body.

"Patriarch, do you want to agree to Dubois' request?" The butler was half a step behind and said softly, "Gringotts is the financial pillar of the wizarding world. If it disappears, it will definitely hate us."

The old man waved.

"It was during World War II that I took over the family. Didn't it also develop from artillery fire? If everything had to consider the consequences, Rodschild would not have developed to where it is today!"

The aging capital predators did not lose their greedy and gambler nature, looking at the window, thinking about how to bring Gringotts into their game circle.

.....

"Professor McGonagall—"

"Professor McGonagall..."

"Professor McGonagall!!"

Minerva McGonagall, carrying her skirt, was walking anxiously in the city of the sky. She was still processing documents from various countries that wanted to contact Hogwarts, but hurried away because of the students and professors.

For the first time she hated the principal.

Why did you create such a big city in the sky, and even banned the flying of the magic area, so that you had to trot over to deal with something.

No, I'm the Head of Gryffindor and the Vice-Headmaster of Hogwarts!

Why do I have so many things to do, but you still can't see anyone, and you are a throwing principal?

To learn the arcane, to manage the school, and to be a professor.

She really didn't even have time to be angry.

They all want to resign from the position of vice-principal just like Professor Dumbledore!

After dealing with the unexpected incident, Professor McGonagall held the documents and looked angrily at the white tower standing in the distance. Professor Ivan now moved the principal's office to the tower, closed the door, and only occasionally approved the importance higher files.

Everything else is pushed into the hands of the vice-principal.

The vice-principal had no choice but to pull the two executive principals, Karkaroff and Maxim, to set up a principal's action team to deal with various emergencies. Fortunately, Hogwarts newly invited thirty-two There are two professors who also have management experience and can give good advice.

These thirty-two professors are knowledgeable and professional, their lectures are funny and clear, and they can solve all kinds of difficult problems. They have perfectly integrated into Hogwarts and become the most popular professors.

Even Snape and Tom Riddle often ask them for answers.

And the white tower that has become the principal's office is changing every day.

Maybe it's a change in shape, maybe it's a change in height.

It has become a landscape of Hogwarts.

Zhou Qi didn't shy away from the students, and the students would run to the lake curiously, but they couldn't touch the white tower no matter what. There was an invisible and soft force preventing them from approaching.

The top of the tower.

Zhou Qi stood under the eaves, looking at the panoramic view of the floating land, and the entire mage tower responded while breathing.

The soul spar and the mage tower are combined to construct the entire tower as an absolutely defensive domain space. Through the connection with the soul spar, Zhou Qi and the mage tower are united in mind and spirit.

The domain space, originally limited to a radius of a hundred miles, spread endlessly in all directions with invisible fluctuations.

Pacific Ocean, Eurasia, Atlantic Ocean, America.

The entire earth is covered by domain space, which is completely separated from the extraterrestrial world.

One word can change the world, one word can turn mountains and rivers down.

Zhou Qi's eyes reflected everything in the world. With the expansion of the domain, all the information of the entire earth appeared in his mind at the same time. The crazy amount of information and countless pictures and sounds came, but he was shunted by the arcanist who had been prepared for a long time. To the wizard's tower, take it all down.

"Six-ring wizard."

Zhou Qi looked at the sky, and at the same time, looked down from the earth from a third perspective.

"The last step before the gods, the peak that human wizards can climb."

Zhou Qi closed his eyes and examined his own state.

Stepping into the sixth-ring wizard, he can already clearly perceive the flow of time and the fluctuation of space. What used to be done by using magic can now be done in accordance with the concept.

The mage tower is on the right track.

The mage's tower has become a magic booster, pushing Zhou Qi's power to sublimate again. The arcanist is in the mage's tower, and can avoid the backlash of karma and fate on a small scale.

You can even use the mage tower to travel through time and space and travel to the known past.

This is not the same principle as the time converter. The time converter is to make the user a part of fate, but the mage tower avoids fate and truly wanders in the past time and space.

In the history that should not have existed, his existence was forcibly inserted.

This is bound to cause a paradox of cause and effect and fate, but Zhou Qi is in the mage's tower and can minimize his own influence.

This is the Six Rings Wizard.

The last step before the gods.

"Six is ​​a qualitative change." Zhou Qi pondered for a moment, the mage tower shook slightly, recovered the domain, and said with a chuckle: "Six-ring wizards are legendary wizards, and their characteristics are mage towers!"

Follow the law.

The sound dissipated in a shock, falling into the air, the earth, the sky and the sea.

Zhou Qi was delighted that he had stepped into a new level. His eyes pierced through the boundaries of space and saw the end of all things - the spirit world. The god of death, the master of the spirit world, curled up and fell asleep holding the spirit world in his arms. He didn't even realize that someone was watching him.

"Forget it, you'll leave it to Snape to figure it out."

Zhou Qi withdrew his gaze with regret, snapped his fingers, and the Goblet of Fire fell on the top of the tower out of thin air.

Zhou Qi stretched out his hand and pressed slightly. In the dark, the Goblet of Fire was connected to the earth. This golden goblet was suspended, and a blue flame burst out from the mouth of the cup.

Earth's billions of years of memory poured into the Goblet of Fire along the connection, from the beginning, to the recovery of all things, and then to the origin of life, billions of years of ups and downs, flashed in the flame shaking.

The evolution and decline of life.

The development and extinction of civilizations.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, all things wither, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the development of the times.

The Goblet of Fire carries the memory of the earth. The cyan flame lasts for a long time, and the charm of the vicissitudes of life floats in the swaying. Zhou Qi recalled the research on the Holy Grail of the Moon and made a fundamental transformation of the Goblet of Fire.

Link it to the memory bank of Earth - the Akashic Records.

Zhou Qi glanced at the Goblet of Fire, knocked on the guardrail, and the sound spread out.

"I declare that the Global Cup of Fire competition begins now!"