I’m Really An Alchemist

Strength enhancement, life extension, full moon transformation, fear of sunlight, sucking human blood.

Mental power can use venom as a material to extract the power of evil spirits and create corresponding magical effects.

Temporarily strengthen the power, making it afraid of sunlight, resulting in blood dependence.

Such a magical effect does not fundamentally change the life gene like direct injection of venom, but it can temporarily make the enemy suffer a single magical effect.

Imagine that two wizards are fighting, and one of them uses werewolf blood as a casting material to smear the other's face.

The opponent will fall into a temporary mental confusion because of the corresponding magic effect, and will crave human blood.

And he only endured the negative effects of the werewolf, but did not get the positive effects of strength enhancement.

In a duel, mental confusion is not a good thing.

As long as the mental power is well controlled, different magical effects can be released according to the magic power in the material. The wolf poison can not only be used to deceive people, but also can be used as strengthening magic.

Whether it is dragon blood, wolf poison or magical herbs, they all have unique magical properties.

On the contrary, it is the blood of wizards and the blood of house-elves. The magic power contained in them is extremely turbid, and the magic powers of various properties are intertwined, and they have lost their singleness and cannot be used as materials for casting spells.

"Mental power-casting material is only the first step of the new magic system, and I cannot be used as a reference sample." Zhou Qi raised his head from the experiment, the excitement in his eyes was still there, the notebook on the side unfolded by itself, and the pen was in the mental power. Suspended under the control, and quickly recorded the experimental data.

The alchemist has no value as a frame of reference.

His psychic power far surpassed that of Muggles and wizards.

Since we want to create a universal magic system, we must take Muggle mental power as the criterion.

.....

"Professor Ivan, haven't you rested recently?"

Pomona asked with concern.

Not only the herbal medicine professor, but Dean Hufflepuff could see the tiredness of the musicians, even the students.

The musician's eyes were red, bloodshot, and dark circles appeared.

At a glance, I knew I didn't sleep well.

Can he sleep well? He has to stay at Hogwarts during the day to teach, and at night he devotes himself to research. He has not closed his eyes for three consecutive days. No matter what, this body is just a mortal body. But high-intensity work research.

"That's where I came, Professor Sprout."

The musician rubbed his temples and said distressedly, "Can you prepare a bottle of energy supplement for me? I'm still teaching this afternoon, and I can't be seen by the students in this state."

Pomona gently returned to the herbal cultivation room, picked a few leaves, mashed them into juice, carefully put them into a transparent bottle, and handed them to the musician with care.

"The medicine is only a temporary effect, you must rest well!"

"I understand." Zhou Qi took the medicine and said gratefully, "Tomorrow is the weekend, I will sleep well all day."

Say goodbye to the professor of herbal medicine.

Zhou Qi shook his head speechlessly, feeling the tiredness of his body and the excitement of his mind.

Just as he was thinking of going back to the dormitory for a while, Professor Quirrell, who was parasitized by the Dark Lord, approached enthusiastically.

"Professor Ivan.... What's the matter with you?"

Quirrell looked at the listless musician with concern.

"I have insomnia recently. I just asked Professor Sprout for a tranquilizer." Zhou Qi said, "What's the matter, Professor Quirrell?"

Quirrell hesitated.

Under the urging of the Dark Lord in his head, he pulled the Muggle musician to hide in a quiet corner, and said in a low voice and excitement, "Professor Ivan, have you heard of the elixir of life?"

The musician pretended to be very interested.

"I found a clue to the elixir at Hogwarts, are you interested in finding it with me?" Quirrell asked bewildered.

The musician hesitated.

"Is there really an elixir of life... It's not that I don't believe it exists, but shouldn't we inform Professor Dumbledore first?"

Quirrell was in a hurry.

"Professor Ivan, if other professors know this news, what chance do we have to get it?" Quirrell's voice softened, and he said with empathy: "In this school, only the two of us are alone and helpless, and you are also my best friend. Good and only friend, I told you this news."

Musicians feel the power of friendship.

He took Quirrell's hands, his eyes firmed.

"Professor Quirrell, I shouldn't doubt you, when I rest well, I will go with you to find the elixir!"

Quirrell looked at the strong Muggle musician, with disgust in his eyes, he pulled out his palm without a trace, and said happily, "That's great, Professor Ivan, you have a good rest, I will find an opportunity to take you to find it. The elixir of life!"

After speaking, he adjusted his wizard robes, winked at the musician, and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of his leaving, Zhou Qi saw Voldemort's savage expression through the thick scarf.

"This guy is trying to drag me to find the Philosopher's Stone!"

Thinking on his knees, he knew what the **** Voldemort was up to.

Zhou Qi's eyes flashed slightly, and an interesting idea came up. He yawned, dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, and took a nap for a few hours.

Take the energy potion in the afternoon and end the last class of the week dutifully.

Zhou Qi also paid attention to the life of the trio of deductions.

Harry and others made no secret of the respected musicians, and they are working hard for the upcoming final exams.

By the way, fight wits and bravery with the annoying Malfoy.

Hagrid got a dragon egg not long ago. I hope Professor Ivan will not tell others. After all, it is forbidden to keep dragons privately.

"Harry, I suggest you persuade Hagrid to give me the dragon egg...cough, Ron's brother will deal with it..." Zhou Qi almost said that he handed the dragon egg to himself for research.

Harry was very puzzled.

Zhou Qi pointed out the seriousness of privately raising dragons, and they might even be held accountable by the Ministry of Magic. The trio of deductions suddenly fell silent. They didn't want to see their good friend Hagrid lose his job as a guard of the Forbidden Forest.

The trio still made up their minds and went to the Forbidden Forest hut together.

Before returning to the dormitory to rest, Zhou Qi went to the herbal medicine professor again, but this time, he made a strange request.

"You want a live mandrake?"

Pomona's expression was a little weird.

"Mandela is a dangerous magical medicine, and it has no ornamental value. When it is pulled out of the earthen pot, it will emit a stunned scream. Professor Ivan, if you need other medicines, I can provide them."

If it wasn't for Zhou Qi's affection for Hufflepuff, Pomona's tone would not be so hesitant, she would firmly reject this request.

"Professor Sprout, you know, I have always been interested in magical medicinal herbs, and I have mastered the laws of mandrakes." Zhou Qi took out a soundproof earmuff, "I will protect myself."

"But...."

Pomona is in a dilemma.

Zhou Qi said disappointedly: "Since you don't want to, Professor, then I won't embarrass you anymore. I'm really sorry, I made an unreasonable request!"

Dean Hufflepuff looked at the Muggle professor's disappointed expression. She remembered the 160 points added by Hufflepuff, and that Hufflepuff was about to welcome the first student of the Best Contribution Award in history.

She blushed with shame and stopped the musician.

Pomona went to the herbal medicine classroom, brought out a pot of mandrakes with yellowed branches, and sighed: "This pot of mandrakes is about to die of old age, and I am going to give it to Professor Snape as potion materials. Yes, since Professor Ivan you need it, take it away!"

"Its howling should have no effect on Muggles."

Pomona has already made big concessions.

Zhou Qi happily took the grass pot and sincerely thanked the herbal medicine professor. When he was about to leave, he made another small request.

"Professor Sprout, I hope you don't tell others about this."

Although Pomona felt strange, she agreed.

Zhou Qi returned to the dormitory with the withered mandrakes. He leaned against the bedside and pulled out a dark book from the bookcase.

"Parseltongue Interpretation"

Parseltongue is not the privilege of Slytherin successors. Since it is a language, there must be corresponding laws and ways to learn. Find this language book.

And his purpose is quite simple.

Secret room.

.....

Hogwarts is pretty quiet on weekends.

Both professors and students are enjoying a rare vacation.

Wearing a black robe and shrouding his face in a hood, the dark wizard walked quietly in the castle, lightly avoiding the sight of portraits and ghosts, and walking in an unobservable blind spot.

The dark wizard came to the basement and the bathroom on the first floor.

This female bathroom with evil spirits has long been abandoned, and no one usually uses it at all.

Because of the secret room incident 50 years ago, the only person who died was in this bathroom, and now there are still ghosts of the dead lingering here.

"No one likes Myrtle, everyone hates Myrtle."

The ethereal singing came out from the closed compartment.

The undead girl heard the unfamiliar footsteps, floated out of the compartment, floated on the ceiling, and looked at the dark wizard curiously.

"Who are you?"

No one came to this bathroom for a long time, and all the students avoided it. Myrtle was not like the other ghosts of the castle, and many students hated this crazy girl very much.

"Are you here to laugh at me too?"

Myrtle suddenly got close to the dark wizard, pretending to be miserable.

"look here."

The dark wizard stretched out his hand, and a magnificent ruby ​​hung down from the palm of his hand. Myrtle was also a girl, and his eyes could not help being attracted by the beautiful ruby.

Then, she was hypnotized.

The entanglement of the soul and the spirit also cannot escape spiritual hypnosis.

After driving the ghost girl out of the bathroom, the dark wizard came to the sink, found the bronze dragon head engraved with a small snake, and shouted softly in a hoarse Parseltongue.

"Open."

Kakaka.

The pool mechanism was activated and unfolded to both sides, revealing huge and deep pipes.

PS: Thanks to 3d6 for the spicy strips, thanks to Zhongnayan for the spicy strips

I have been updating quite a lot, two chapters and eight thousand words are updated every day, and there are at least four chapters in one day! !

Why do you still say that I update less, woo woo woo

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Section 378 Chapter 20 Sage's Stone (Subscription)

The Chamber of Secrets was set up by Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts.

Salazar is the creator of the theory of the supremacy of pure-blood wizards. Unlike the other three founders, he believes that Hogwarts can only recruit pure-blood wizards, and half-blood wizards are not eligible to set foot in this academy.

Because of his kind of thinking, it is not in line with the other three founders.

Salazar-Slytherin left Hogwarts in a rage, and set up a secret room in the school and placed a basilisk. Only the descendants of Slytherin are qualified to open the secret room, release the basilisk, and clean it. Academy Mudblood.

Fifty years ago, Tom Riddle opened the Chamber of Secrets and released the Basilisk.

That year, Myrtle died in the bathroom on the first floor, and since then the ghost has lingered in Hogwarts.

The former principal, Armando Dippet, also resigned because of the Chamber of Secrets incident.

"The basilisk was originally a magical creature bred by the Greek dark wizard, the despicable Haierbo. Using the corresponding magic ritual, a male egg was placed under the toad to hatch, and a giant snake with extraordinary characteristics could be created. , it is called the Basilisk, also known as the Snake King.

It has emerald green skin, can live for thousands of years, can grow to fifty feet in size, has deadly fangs and murderous eyes, and anything that looks directly at the basilisk will die instantly (including but not limited to life, even portraits , the stone statue will also die).