I’m Really An Alchemist

"Trash!"

Voldemort said indifferently, "Even the Ministry of Magic can't enter Hogwarts, so what can you do?"

The Death Eater in the seat lowered his head silently, not daring to look at each other.

"Lucius."

The owner of the manor trembled and said in a low voice, "Lord Voldemort."

Voldemort: "Your son, Draco was enrolled at Hogwarts, right?"

"Yes." Lucius buried fear in his eyes.

There was a sinister smile on Voldemort's pale face.

"Slytherin, I used to be a student there...Slytherin students are very proud, I believe they will not accept such absurd things as Muggle magic."

Lucius turned pale, but he could only grit his teeth.

.....

England - Birmingham.

The current godfather of the **** gangster, Tommy Nix, stepped out of the luxury car with a blank expression. He raised his head and saw a luxurious manor on the outskirts of the city.

"You guys are waiting for me here."

Tommy took off his watch and suit, threw the tie around his neck to his subordinates, and stepped into the manor.

In such a huge manor, there was not a single servant in sight.

And the underground emperor of Birmingham, with a serious expression to a humble one, walked into the villa respectfully like a saint.

In the splendid living room, a woman with long green hair and a beautiful appearance recklessly put her long legs on the coffee table, and laughed while watching the comedy movie on TV.

"Miss Medusa."

The underground emperor didn't dare to neglect, and he didn't even dare to look around. He had seen the true identity of this woman. She was a terrifying monster enough to scare everyone.

No one would have undue feelings for such a monster.

Medusa pressed the remote control, looked up at Tommy, and tilted her head.

"Master is waiting for you."

Tommy Nix hurriedly bowed his head in thanks, walked to the basement of the villa, and opened the secret door with ease.

Do not open the laboratory of heaven and earth, appear in front of you.

Open and bright.

This laboratory has been set up with a traceless stretching spell, and the space inside is far higher than what can be seen outside, with dense vine forests, precision research stations and vast lakes.

There are also many acquaintances.

The poison master Raquel is manipulating precision instruments, and there are different people being examined one by one.

"Tommy, you came just in time, it's your time to check!"

Raquel checked the growth rate of Tommy's mental power and magic power, and carefully recorded it in the notebook.

"Your mental power has reached seventeen." Raquel said enviously: "As long as your mental power reaches eighteen, you can construct a second spell model."

Tommy Knicks smiled complacently.

Except for Zhou Qi, he is the second arcane wizard in the world, and the others can only be considered wizard apprentices at most.

Even Raquel, who has made the greatest progress, has only thirteen points of mental power, which is not enough to construct a transformation model.

The improvement of spiritual power is extremely difficult. According to meditation, it may not be able to improve a little in a month, and it will become more difficult as it goes on. Among them, constructing a transformation model is the first threshold.

Tommy is very fortunate that he was chosen by the master, skipping the step of raising his spiritual power and becoming a wizard directly.

After the test is over.

"Where's the master?" Tommy said, "I'm going to give him this issue of the Daily Prophet!"

The poisoner pointed to the jungle of vines and said, "The master and Mr. Tom are conducting experiments on magical animals."

Tommy walked into the jungle.

The dense forest of devil vines had already remembered his scent, and took the initiative to move out of the way to guide him.

The closer you get, the more you can hear a low roar of fear.

"The five-legged monster, the product of Transfiguration, once lived in two wizarding families on the island of Delia at the northern end of Socra. The two wizarding families clashed, and the family named McBurn was used the transformation spell to mutate into this Cannibal monsters."

Tommy heard a young voice explaining.

A blank circle appeared in front of the jungle.

The light-red-haired youth was talking to the black-haired, black-eyed handsome youth. In front of them, there was a shivering monster with five red-brown feet.

"Master, Mr. Tom!"

Tommy Nix tried his best not to keep his eyes on the five-legged monster, walked forward respectfully, and offered the newspaper with both hands.

Newspaper headlines stand out.

"Muggle Magic, the Birth of Arcane! 》

The black-haired boy's pupils shrank slightly.

Dubois glanced at the title, glanced at Tom Riddle beside him, and showed a playful smile.

"You came just in time to let Mr. Tom test your magic level." Dubois stretched out his hand towards the five-legged monster and made it levitate. He walked into the depths of the forest without even looking at the newspaper.

Tommy had to fold the newspaper.

"Mr. Tom, please excuse me."

Tom Riddle nodded, his eyes drifted to the newspaper in his pocket, walking in the dense forest, he couldn't help but said, "Can you... let me take a look at this newspaper."

"Of course." Tommy handed him the newspaper.

Seventeen-year-old Voldemort immediately opened the newspaper and swept the news on it in a hurry.

He froze.

On the night of Voldemort's resurrection, he did not develop forces with other Voldemorts, but saw through the truth of the game. No matter who became the Dark Lord, life and death were controlled by the Dark Wizard.

This is the truth.

Seventeen-year-old Voldemort is a young man who pursues a strong man. He is not like his future self, he has an absolutely powerful concept.

As long as he can achieve his goals, he can bend his knees to others.

This is also the reason why Voldemort, after graduation, went to work in the Boginbok store - but changed the boss from Bojinbok to the dark wizard Dubois. He believed that he could learn how to lift the curse from Dubois.

How to win to the end!

He successfully found the dark wizard and stayed by the dark wizard's side. With his accumulated knowledge and talent of black magic, he became the proud assistant of the dark wizard.

It was just a Muggle wizard in Birmingham, but he surprised him.

When he knew that the dark wizard was studying Muggle magic, and even achieved results, if it wasn't for Medusa to control his life and death, Tom Riddle would have wanted to kill this group of Muggles who blasphemed magic.

"French wizard Dubois... Hogwarts Muggle musician..."

"New magic.... Arcane..."

Tom Riddle felt cold and pale.

A terrifying thought popped into his mind.

The resurrection of Horcrux, the war of European magic.

Spreading over 10 million square kilometers, involving hundreds of thousands of wizards, terrorist wars in more than 40 countries.

Who gets the most benefit from this war?

Musician Ivan.

Tom Riddle seemed to feel the pleasant sight cast from the depths of the jungle.

Even if you guessed it, so what?

Tom Riddle was terrified from the depths of his heart. This kind of thinking was seen through, his fate was under control, and the horror of seeing the trajectory of his actions after his resurrection made him tremble.

"Mr. Tom, what's the matter with you?"

Tommy felt his anomaly.

"Your master is a very scary person." Tom whispered.

Tommy and You Rongyan: "Yes, he is a terrible, great man."

The Dark Lord is just a pull-up doll in his hand.

Tom Riddle sighed softly. His original ambition and greed were not worth mentioning before this higher terror. He was glad that he was holding the right thigh. Since Dubois was willing to reveal this matter to him, It means that he has entered the inner circle.

Upgraded from tool to assistant.

Tom Riddle didn't know whether to be happy or sad, all he knew was that the other Voldemorts were reduced to poor tool men.

And what happens after the tool is used up?

.....

Zhou Qi came to the principal's office and greeted the former principal in the portrait familiarly.

The office was warm, and the fireplace was crackling, but there was no smoke.

The phoenix leaning on the shelf was already too old. When he saw the arrival of the musician, he barely propped up his wings and let out two weak calls.

The white wizard sat on a chair.

"sit."

A guest chair moved out of thin air and stopped behind Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi sat down peacefully.

"Do you know how many things I've helped you stop?" Dumbledore looked directly at the musician and smiled bitterly.

He tapped on the table.

A lot of inquiry letters from the Ministry of Magic, pure-blood families, and prominent figures in the magical world of various countries fell down like snowflakes.

PS: Don't rush, don't rush, I'll write again after I write

It counts as a day until twelve o'clock!

Thanks to Subaru Blades

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Chapter 412 Chapter 53 Arcane Class

"Principal, you shouldn't have come to ask me to write a reply, right?"

Zhou Qi didn't even look at these piled up letters, there was nothing good to say anyway.

Dumbledore's disguised wry smile disappeared immediately, he pulled out his wand and pointed at the letters piled up on the ground. These roaring letters and questioning letters fell into the fireplace one by one, burning himself and warming the room.

"Just some conservative forces." The white wizard smiled: "I want to force me to hand you over to the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore looked down on these conservative forces at all.

Whether it's the Ministry of Magic or the Wizengamore Inquisition.

Now that the arcane has been announced, it is the general trend of the future, the trend of fusion of wizards and Muggles.

Those who try to block the wheel of history will eventually be crushed by the general trend!

The white wizard took out a book from the drawer with a sad expression. He put the book on the table and pushed it over.

"Ms. Delacour brought it here before Nicole Lemay died." Dumbledore said in a low voice, "This is Nicole Lemay's alchemy experience. I don't want the knowledge of old friends to be lost. I would prefer it to glow better."

Zhou Qi understood, and his expression became solemn.

He took the alchemy experience and carefully pocketed it.