I’m Really An Alchemist

People with different temperaments and different painting styles are orderly and harmonious.

"Follow me, there are many wizards who are malicious to Muggles," Dumbledore said.

Zhou Qi concealed the desire for research hidden in his eyes. In his eyes, these wizards were all humanoid gifts.

If not to maintain the image of a Muggle musician.

His malice will definitely surprise these arrogant wizards.

The magic of the HP world is full of a strong fairy tale color. No one could have imagined that such an amazing magical world exists in the underground of London. When Zhou Qi set foot in the Ministry of Magic, even his ability to sense the energy of the earth's crust was greatly weakened.

On the third basement floor, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters.

"Dumbledore, you're late."

"If we wait any longer, we'll have to think about what to have for dinner."

The moderator of the court meeting was the rich and amiable current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, who made an innocuous joke and secretly expressed his dissatisfaction with Dumbledore's late arrival.

as predicted.

The group of wizards in the court meeting hall could not help but show some dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, Fudge knew the importance of the matter. He clapped his palms, looked at the Asian boy next to Dumbledore gently, and said, "This is Mr. Ivan, welcome to the Ministry of Magic!"

The court hearing begins.

"Dumbledore, you used Legilimency on a Muggle without authorization, which violated the International Wizarding Confidentiality Agreement." A wizard accused: "It even caused a Muggle to know the existence of the wizarding world, even if he was imprisoned in Aziz Caban is not an exaggeration!"

Dumbledore was calm.

"I admit that I have used magic spells on Muggles, but the wizard's non-disclosure agreement also states that adult wizards have the right to use magic according to the importance of the situation. I have the Merlin Medal and have three chances of warning."

As expected of the old white wizard.

With just a few words, he emptied his guilt.

The accused wizard was speechless, and Fudge hurriedly came out to mediate: "Fels, Dumbledore does have the Merlin Medal, but the severity of this matter, I have proposed to clear all his warning opportunities."

Dumbledore smiled, not caring.

The Merlin Medal is also an excuse. With a white wizard of his level, even if he uses magic outside, how can the Ministry of Magic find out.

Zhou Qi quietly became a melon eater and restrained his sense of existence.

The trial of Dumbledore comes to an end, and the wizards focus on the musicians.

"Is this the Muggle that the Oblivion Charm doesn't work?"

The attitudes of wizards are completely different. White wizards breaking the law is an internal matter of wizards, but Muggles are an outside group.

Although they don't have the absolute pride of pure-blood wizards, it is inevitable that when facing Muggles who can't magic, the tone and eyes of these wizards are full of disdain and contempt.

"According to the newly added treaty in Article 107 of the International Wizarding Convention, in the face of Muggles who cannot use the Forgetting Curse, we will provide a magical confidentiality contract, which can prevent Muggles from revealing the existence of magic from the soul level. "

A wizard suggested.

Obviously, none of this can be dealt with as a high-level thing.

Dumbledore and Fudge looked at each other, and their eyes showed a little hesitation. Compared with the wizarding group who did not understand the Muggle world, Fudge, as the Minister of Magic, kept up with the times.

He often chats and laughs with the British Prime Minister.

She also often visits Queen Elizabeth II.

Fudge knew Zhou Qi's identity from Dumbledore last night, but he couldn't be treated like an ordinary Muggle.

Sure enough.

The musician who was arbitrarily sentenced looked at the wizard who proposed, with a calm tone.

"Excuse me, what right do you have for me to sign a confidentiality agreement?"

The wizard who was questioned was stunned.

He felt uncomfortable in Zhou Qi's calm but implicit eyes, patted the table angrily and said, "You have violated the Magical Confidentiality Pact. We have been very accommodating without imprisoning you in Azkaban. Here is the Ministry of Magic, please identify yourself, Muggle!"

Fudge's expression changed.

This courtroom wizard belongs to the hard-line faction of the Ministry of Magic, and there are even rumors that he is very close to the pure-blood wizard family, but he did not expect that he would react so much to a Muggle.

But the other wizards didn't think anything was wrong.

The contempt chain of the wizarding world has always been pure-blood wizards - half-blood wizards - Muggle half-blood wizards (mudbloods) - squibs.

As for Muggles, they are not even qualified to join the contempt chain.

Apart from Fudge's dilemma and Dumbledore's silence, the attitude of the wizards in the courtroom is somewhat high, which is the instinctual pride of extraordinary species over ordinary species.

"It's ridiculous."

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows and sneered, took out a golden medal from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"I am the vice president of the Royal Music Society, a new hereditary baron in Britain. Her Majesty has bestowed me the honor, and His Royal Highness is my friend." He looked directly at the wizard, "What qualifications do you have to force me to sign a non-disclosure agreement?"

The wizards were shocked.

They looked at the golden medal on the table. Any British person would recognize the origin of this type of medal. It is also called the Golden Medal of the Guardian. It is an honor that only those with great influence and social contribution can have.

With such a medal, you can enter and leave Buckingham Palace like your own home.

Wizards are an extraordinary group.

But aside from the identity of wizards, they are citizens of Britain and supporters of the royal family. The older and more conservative wizards, the more they have a natural affection for traditional aristocrats.

"Lord Baron!"

Between Muggles and barons, there are wizards who have given up their prejudices and can't wait to kneel and lick the nobles.

"The wizard's non-disclosure agreement is a law that restricts the wizarding group. Lord Baron is not a wizarding group. He does not need to follow our legal system!" This Auror, who has always been unsmiling, smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum in front of the nobles, and defiantly rebelled against his own group.

The other wizards widened their eyes, not realizing that this colleague was so shameless.

"Even if it's a baron... that's a Muggle baron!" The wizard who insisted on his own opinion turned his eyes away from the medal, but his tone was no longer as strong as before: "We can't let a Muggle know the existence of the wizarding world. ."

"Her Majesty also knows the existence of the magical world, why don't you take a non-disclosure agreement and ask Her Majesty to sign it?"

"..."

"If Lord Baron is born to resist the Oblivion Curse, and he is forced to sign a magical contract, what is the difference between this behavior and the Death Eaters?"

The wizard who insisted on his own opinion widened his eyes.

He looked at the colleague who said these words, full of MMPs, you looked like France when you surrendered.

The courtroom was out of control.

Minister Fudge reluctantly stopped the wizard from fighting.

"Baron Ivan, can you promise not to reveal information about the magical world?" He lowered his stance, "If the baron can promise, we can give up the constraints of the contract."

The musician said: "I'm sorry, before I became a baron, I was a musician. The existence of the magical world can bring me a lot of musical inspiration. I can't guarantee whether I will actively explore the magical world."

The wizards were silent and their teeth hurt.

In the face of this kind of Muggle with a noble status and indifferent, they finally understood Dumbledore's feelings.

The white wizard quietly hid aside to eat melons, and looked at the constipated appearance of wizards who faced Muggles in the past, he was quite happy and snickered in his heart.

But now is not the time to watch a play and eat melons, but to be on the stage.

Wizard White stepped forward and said, "Minister Fudge, I have a proposal."

The wizard looked forward to seeing the past, hoping that the greatest white wizard could take over this mess.

"Baron Ivan is very interested in magic, and he is also a famous musician in the Muggle world. I plan to open a Muggle music course at Hogwarts, and ask Baron Ivan as a professor."

"In this way, he can live in the magical world, and Hogwarts will help Baron Ivan keep the wizard's secret."

The white wizard raised his white eyebrows at the musician and smiled, "What do you think?"

Zhou Qi is as good as a stream.

"Of course, I hope my salary will not be lower than the average level in the magic world."

If there is no one between the two to exchange salary and benefits.

Connelly-Fudge and the wizards present seemed to be under a petrification spell and froze in place.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, did I hear it right? You want to invite a Muggle to be a Hogwarts professor?" A wizard asked with a trembling voice.

Dumbledore nodded.

The scene of the court meeting was completely blown up.

"There has never been such a precedent in Hogwarts history!"

"How can a Muggle be a professor at the School of Magic?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore, please don't make such a joke."

Hogwarts has a special meaning for British-born wizards.

Under normal circumstances, wizards adopt family education, that is, wizard parents teach their children magic, but in large cities such as London, family education is replaced by school education.

Nearly half of the members of the Ministry of Magic are Hogwarts graduates.

Even Minister Fudge's face was gloomy, not as gentle as he used to be: "Dumbledore, you should know what you are talking about."

The white wizard was not to be outdone.

"I just made the most suitable proposal. If you have a better way, I will naturally give up this proposal."

He looked around sarcastically.

What better idea could the wizards have.

They were powerless to defend themselves, and they pleaded with the musician in a low profile, hoping that the musician Baron would take the initiative to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

The court hearing lasted for three long hours.

The weary wizards took a step back. They were willing to publicize the fact that Muggles are Hogwarts professors, and conduct an anonymous wizard referendum, which will be decided according to the number of votes and public opinion.

"That's all I can do."

Leaving the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore sighed: "The wizard referendum is a traditional project. I have already won the support of the Hogwarts professors, and I can't help you with other things."

Zhou Qidao: "It's enough for this step, don't worry, I'll help you persuade Harry."

The white wizard nodded, sent the musician out of the Ministry of Magic, returned to the Ministry of Magic himself, and used the Floo network to return to Hogwarts.

When Zhou Qi returned home, the housekeeper reported.

"Master, a reporter is waiting for you in the living room. She hopes to interview you."

The butler's tone was a little confused, he didn't even remember how he let this lady enter the mansion.

Zhou Qi saw that the housekeeper was confused by magic. He walked into the living room alone and saw a blond lady in a green coat. The lady was sitting on the sofa and looked like a curious baby about everything.

"Baron Ivan!"

The blonde lady stood up happily, and along with the movement, the old-fashioned film camera levitated out of thin air, pressing the shutter on the musician, and the flash flashed frequently.

"I'm a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet - Rita Skeeter." The lady stretched out her hand and looked at the musician curiously: "You are really quite young and handsome, to be able to receive such a great honor at this age, but It's amazing!"

Zhou Qi knows something about this gossip reporter in the magic world.

The news she writes is always untrue, and she uses her unregistered Animagus transformation status to eavesdrop on the most cutting-edge news.

In Goblet of Fire, the reporter wrote that Hermione was Harry's girlfriend, and that Hermione seduced Krum and other **** news, but the Daily Prophet was the only official newspaper recognized by the Ministry of Magic.

The group of wizards is very gossip in a sense.

There is still a lack of entertainment.

"Ms. Stucky, hello." Zhou Qi was neither humble nor arrogant. He had long expected the arrival of this gossip reporter, or that the other party was an indispensable part of his entry into Hogwarts.

A wizarding referendum?

The old tradition of Britain is over, and there will be another Brexit trick in the future.

Public opinion is the most easily manipulated. Alchemists who have experienced the Internet age have many ways to let these wizards who are out of the era know what is called true public opinion.

Rita Skeeter has a knack for taking things out of context and exaggerating.

Originally, she only wanted to collect information on musicians, so as to humiliate the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore, but she was stunned by what an unscrupulous alchemist said, and even the recording stopped.

It starts with a tragic life experience.