I'm Really an Alchemist

Gandalf held the sword in his right hand and released the lighting technique in his left hand, which illuminated the dark mine cave extremely brightly. He walked into the depths of the mine cave step by step until a strong sulfur smell permeated.

As if sensing a familiar smell, the monster sleeping in the mine slowly opened its eyes.

"Mislanda!"

A deep roar echoed in the empty mine, followed by rising heat and dull footsteps, and a huge shadow appeared at the end of the mine.

The monster came out of the mine, roaring Gandalf's name as Maia.

The burning yellow pupil was full of rage, surrounded by flames and steam, carrying huge wings, and holding a huge sword made of flames in his hand.

Balrog.

The lower god who followed the fallen god Melkor, a fallen god who is the same Maya as Gandalf and Sauron, but has no name.

The world was created by Iluvita, the father of all living beings. He is the only god. After the creation of the world, he enlightened the concept of all things and created the gods to assist the "Grand Movement". The upper god is called Vera, and the lower god is called Maya. .

Seeing Mai Ya on the bright side, the Balrog grabbed the giant sword in his hand and rushed over.

Gandalf raised his hand, and there was a crystal ball in his palm. A purple-black mist brewed in the transparent crystal ball, and then opened his fiery red vertical pupils.

The Balrog's body froze instantly.

"This is Sauron's mark!" Gandalf said blankly, "He needs your help!"

Balrog was a little dazed.

It didn't understand why Melkor's confidant Sauron would hang out with Maia, but this did not prevent it from obeying the order. The reluctant Balrog restrained the flames under his skin and followed Gandalf out of the mine.

The gray-robed wizard breathed a sigh of relief, subdued the Balrog, and finally unified the good and evil forces in Middle-earth temporarily.

He looked towards the gloomy sky. At noon, it seemed that a heavy rain was coming, and the sun was covered by dark clouds. Even the horses placed at the entrance of the mine were kicking the ground anxiously.

"Are they here?"

Gandalf's expression changed drastically, he didn't even want the horse, and turned over and lay on the back of the Balrog.

The Balrog spread its wings, soared into the sky, and headed towards the place where the dark clouds gathered.

Under the capital of Gondor.

Standing on top of the city tower, the regent looked down at the Rohan cavalry marching, looked at the trembling arms of the archers around him, his brows were tightly furrowed, with a lingering haze.

"Master Prime Minister, the morale of the soldiers has fallen, please rectify the morale of the army!"

The general glanced at the army under the king's capital, and lowered his head in fear.

The Rohan army could have been back and forth, but in the past few days, for some reason, their combat power has doubled. A pair of cavalry pierced into the hinterland of Gondor and reached under the capital, and those troops who tried to stop them were easily defeated.

The cavalry blocked the city gate, and there were still a large number of Rohan troops coming towards the king's capital.

The general looked at the regent.

This tall, confident, and brave man, the most majestic man in a century, has dark eyes and no emotion.

Since his most proud eldest son was captured by the Kingdom of Rohan, the regent seemed no longer the one who could bring courage to the Kingdom of Rohan.

"Go out of the city and fight!"

The regent's voice was low, he drew his sword, turned and walked down the tower.

The gate of the city was wide open, and the king regent, wearing solid armor, led the army and sprinted towards the cavalry.

At this moment, the Rohan cavalry is in the middle.

As the leaders of Gryffindor, the red-haired twins checked the battle report in the barracks where they were stationed. Gryffindor remade the traditional school robe into a close-fitting battle robe, with a serious expression, which looks like a general.

"Are they out of town to fight?"

George Weasley said: "Arrange troops to fight, pay attention, Professor Dumbledore said, let us try not to hurt people as much as possible, and deterrence is the main priority!"

The Gryffindor students left one after another, mounted their steeds, drew out their sharp swords, and led the fanatical cavalry to charge away. The two waves met in the middle of the plain, and then fought and intertwined.

on the battlefield.

Gandalf lay on the back of the Balrog, overlooking the stalemate battlefield, saw the regent leading his troops to fight on the front line, and also saw the Gryffindor students in red robes with completely different styles of painting.

"That is our enemy!"

With a serious expression on his face, he drew out his sword.

Flames erupted from the Balrog's body, illuminating the dim sky, and smashed down towards the battlefield like a dazzling star.

boom!

The ground shook violently. Soldiers on both sides held their weapons and were stunned by the sudden change. At the same time, they looked at the huge crater with thick smoke, and saw a hot white light piercing through the thick smoke, illuminating all directions.

In the white light, Gandalf roared with his long sword in hand.

The Balrog pulled out a huge sword from the flames, and rolled it towards the Rohan cavalry like a chariot.

The entry of Gandalf and the Balrog quickly reversed the situation. The Prince Regent finally had a smile on his face, raised his long sword high, and roared excitedly. The soldiers also raised their morale.

"What creature is that?"

Fred Weasley grabbed the reins, forcefully calmed the restless steed, and looked at the Balrog in the distant battlefield.

"Flame Demon."

Someone nearby said: "Granger told me that there were creatures that were active in the first and second eras of Middle-earth, but I didn't expect there to be one here!"

Fred's eyes lit up.

"Then it must be very precious, let's tie it back and find Ravenclaw for something good!"

The crowd responded, looking at the Balrog with eagerness and greed. Among Hogwarts, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor have the closest relationship. Ravenclaw is a wise wizard, whether it is creating a new For magic, potions and weapons, Gryffindor will come forward immediately.

For Gryffindor, the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and Ravenclaw cannot be humiliated.

"Hold on."

George glanced at the camp and said, "The professor is going to make a move!"

The violent fire elements concentrated towards the sky, and the Balrog waved his arms, sweeping a blank space around him, and looked nervously at the sky.

It felt that the flame supporting its own existence was pulled by an invisible force and flowed towards the sky.

That is a flame with the same origin as it, but with a higher personality.

"hold head high!"

The phoenix's cry appeared high in the sky, and the concentrated fire element suddenly spread its wings, like a newborn sun, appearing under the cloudy sky.

At this moment, whether it was the Regent, Gandalf, or the Balrog, they all saw the unknown animal in the sky, and everyone was shocked by the beauty of the phoenix.

Phoenix combed the fire feathers, leaned over and rushed towards the Balrog.

The Balrog raised the giant sword, hot flames erupted around the blade, and slashed down towards the phoenix. The phoenix opened its mouth to bite the giant sword, absorbing the flames, and at the same time waved its wings, suddenly a heat wave hit its face and rolled around.

The Balrog leaned back and fell to the ground with a bang. The phoenix stepped on his chest and let it roar wildly, but he was still unable to move, as if a huge mountain was pressing on his chest.

Phoenix combed her feathers, and turned her head to give the Weasley twins a look.

The Weasley twins understood, laughed straight, made seals with their hands, and then pulled out, draining the surrounding water elements, imitating a thorough chain of water, each of the brothers grabbed one end, and rushed towards the Balrog.

"Don't think about it!"

Gandalf propped up his magic shield, snatched a fierce horse, charged in the rain of swords and swords, and cut the long sword in his hand towards the Weasley twins.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

The Weasley twins were dumbfounded. Seeing the grey-robed wizard approaching furiously, they subconsciously gave up attacking, jumped off their horses, and both landed on the ground.

Gandalf missed the blow and turned his horse to charge.

Bang!

A huge force slapped on the side of the steed, and the fierce horse under Gandalf neighed miserably, and rolled away towards the distance. The gray-robed wizard jumped off the horse in some embarrassment, rolled on the ground to relieve his strength, and looked up. Immediately froze.

Dumbledore looked at Gandalf, also a little dazed, but quickly recovered.

"You guys do what you have to do!"

He waved his hands at the Weasley twins who were watching the excitement, flicked his hands, imitated a blazing sword, and walked towards Gandalf.

......

Fangorn Forest.

Hufflepuff, wearing a gray wizard robe, looked at the dense and deep jungle.

"The vitality here is indeed higher than that of ordinary forests."

Hannah Aibo's palms were on the ground, and his mental power extended along the ground, sensing the vitality of the forest.

"What kind of life would a tree person be?"

Someone is looking forward to it.

Hufflepuffs are at the bottom of the chain of contempt in Hogwarts, because they always deal with dirt, seeds, and animals, but on Earth, Hufflepuffs are the dawn of the poor and hungry.

Hufflepuff loves nature, is obsessed with nature, and is also detached from nature.

The magical crops they created have made the world no longer be troubled by hunger. They are the natural wizards in Hogwarts.

Susan Burns led Hufflepuff, following the traces of natural forces, and quickly approached the treant's territory.

"leave here!"

An old voice came out along with the caress of the leaves.

Hufflepuff stopped, looking delighted.

"Hogwarts is asking to see the tree man, let's seek a mutually beneficial cooperation!"

In the secluded forest, the leaves are swaying, shadowy, like ghosts, lifeless.

An old voice appeared slowly.

"Get out of here, the tree people don't need to cooperate!"

"We—" Susan opened her mouth, wanting to raise Hogwarts' conditions, and the wind was blowing all around, and every tree was shaking its branches, as if angry, the old voice continued.

"Our existence runs through several epochs. We have witnessed the end of Melkor and the changes of the times. Human life and kingdoms are too short, and we will not participate in your affairs."

"Hogwarts will not make things difficult for you!"

Susan shouted: "We just want to protect you, help the tree people to multiply, and achieve mutual win. I can feel the length and decline of your life. Don't you want to continue to survive?"