Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"May I ask, is this designed by your teacher?" Guwet couldn't help asking.

"It's my other teacher, his name is Hoffman, he is a master staff maker." Canaan replied. He remembered that Hoffman had always been eager to restore the glory of the family, and now he could justify their family's name and fulfill Hoffman's wish.

"The staff family in Germany, I remember that this family has a very good relationship with Gregorovitch." A gray-haired old wizard explained with a hoarse voice.

"Mr. Hoffman has always been committed to the development and inheritance of wands. This new wand took his whole life to design."

"You actually have two teachers! But Hoffman is really an admirable old man!" Guvert sighed.

At this time Dumbledore came to the stage, "Mr. Gowert, may I try this wand?"

"Of course." He handed the ring to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore wanted to put the ring on his hand, but unfortunately the ring got stuck on the knuckle of the little finger of his right hand, obviously the ring was too small for him. It took him a lot of effort to pull the ring off his finger.

"Oh, well." Dumbledore shook his head, "If there is a bigger ring, I believe this wand will be more perfect!".

He glanced at Canaan with a smile, and then said loudly to the crowd: "Everyone, I think the best alchemy work has come out tonight. We not only saw an unprecedented magic wand, but also witnessed an unprecedented magic wand. The rise of a talented young wizard."

He looked at Canaan again, "Canaan Bryan, I hope you can bring us more surprises in the future!"

Canaan met Dumbledore's deep blue eyes, bowed slightly, and then said slowly: "Of course, Mr. Principal, this is what I should do."

"Little Mr. Bryan, you are indeed outstanding. I am really glad to meet you today, otherwise it will be a loss for my whole life!" Guweit also whispered in Canaan's ear.

After finishing speaking, Guweit came to the middle of the high platform again, "Today's party is very exciting, and I feel very honored that everyone can come to participate....After two rounds of competition, Canaan Brain finally won the A reward of 10,000 Galleons."

"Sorry, Mr. Gowert, can I handle the reward now?" Canaan interrupted, frowning. He felt that if the news spread that he had such a large sum of money, he might not be at peace.

"No problem at all."

"At today's gathering, I saw everyone's pursuit of alchemy and yearning for knowledge. Therefore, I want to set up an alchemy mutual aid foundation, where we can discuss alchemy knowledge and exchange ideas with each other."

Canaan looked at the expressions of everyone, and then said: "I will use the 10,000 gold Galleons awarded by Mr. Guwett as the foundation's initial capital, and I will invite my teacher Hohenheim to communicate with you. He will teach everyone his magic circle knowledge for free."

After finishing speaking, Canaan smiled like a fox. He felt that these alchemists were indeed rare talents. Although they come from all over the world, if they can be drawn together and form an alliance, it will not only greatly help the development of alchemy in the current magic world, but also increase his influence and gain fame. Such malicious people did not dare to touch him easily.

"Of course, the original intention of this foundation is to promote the development of alchemy and help alchemists in need, and will not involve any organizational forces." Canaan glanced at Dumbledore and added. He thought it was better to speak clearly so as not to arouse suspicion from some people.

"Mr. Bryan, can I join?" A wizard in simple and plain attire raised his hand and asked.

"I would also like to attend."

 …

Many wizards off the court also raised their hands high,

Excited. They feel that this kind of foundation is prepared for them. It can not only exchange knowledge, but also provide financial subsidies. It is simply tailor-made for them.

"Don't worry, everyone has a chance. I will work out the detailed system of the foundation in the near future, and I will inform you at that time, but I hope that Mr. Guweit can serve as the vice president of our foundation and be responsible for the initial stage of our foundation. management of funds."

Canaan looked at Guweit expectantly. He felt that if such a famous and rich wizard could be brought in, then the development of the foundation would be much smoother in the future.

"Of course, my honor." Guwet said happily. He felt that Canaan's ideas and ideas coincided with his, and they were all for the development of alchemy in the magic world.

Hearing Guwet's answer, Canaan smiled again and said: "As for the position of president, I plan to invite my teacher to take it. I believe he will be very happy." He planned to pretend to be Hohenheim himself, and he thought it would be The long position is still best in your own hands.

Immediately afterwards, Canaan turned his attention to Dumbledore: "Mr. Principal, I heard that you have a great relationship with Mr. Nicole Flamel. I would like to invite him to be the honorary president of the foundation. I wonder if you can Can you pass it on to me."

"I am very happy. I believe that he will be so happy that he cannot sleep at night when he learns that there is such a foundation." Dumbledore took a deep look at Canaan and agreed with a smile.

 …

In the taxi, Canaan sat in the co-pilot's seat and looked at the night view of Paris outside the window. After the party, he declined Guvert's offer of an escort and hailed a roadside taxi by himself.

He wanted to see if any wizards who harbored ill intentions would follow him, and it was best to deal with some threats in advance so as not to bring them home.

However, Canaan's mind was obviously lost, and he was vigilant all the way, but he didn't find any wizard with no eyesight following him.

"However, Paris is really a bustling and beautiful city." Looking at the neon lights outside the car, he sighed in the car.

"That's it?" When the taxi turned into an alley, Canaan found that the little wizard who had spoken many times at the party just now was sitting slumped on the side of the road, holding feed in his hand, and feeding the stray cats around .

"He seems to be a dwarf." Canaan found that the wizard was only about 140 centimeters tall, but he looked like an adult.

"Probably someone with a story!" The car passed by quickly, and Canaan didn't think much about it.

 …

Canaan, who returned to the hotel, reported to Lincoln about tonight's itinerary. After hearing this, Lincoln seemed very interested in the jet magic carpet. Canaan decided to buy one from Azik in the future, and the whole family can travel together.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the night is already very deep.

At this time, Canaan was suddenly awakened by the warning magic thread he placed outside the door, followed by a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.