I’m Really An Alchemist

At this moment, Dudley took out a stack of admission letters from Hogwarts from the mailbox. The guardrail outside the door was full of owls, staring at the closed Dursley House with strange eyes.

"My God!" Dudley ran to the living room with the letter in his hand, and shouted in fear, "There are more and more owls outside, and I don't dare to go out!"

Just when the family was uneasy.

Harry tore one out of the letter and tore it open without hesitation.

"Harry!" Petunia screamed in pain.

Harry Potter opens the letter.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, First Class Sir Merlin, Archmage, Chief Wizard of Wizengamore)

Dear Mr Potter:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been approved to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The term is scheduled to begin on September 1, and we will be waiting for your owl to hear from you by July 31.

Vice-principal (female)

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

On the back of the envelope is an appendix document containing the textbooks and necessary props required by first-year Hogwarts students.

Harry closed the letter and gave his family a sly smile: "Don't worry, I just want to write a reply to this Magic Academy."

He went back to the room, took out the stationery and pen, and wrote a reply letter in tender handwriting in front of his uncle and aunt.

The content of the reply is very simple.

I am very grateful for the admission to Hogwarts College, but I have already met the admission requirements of Eton College, and I do not want to study at Hogwarts, so please give the opportunity to those who need it more.

Under the hazy tears of his aunt and the relieved expression of his uncle, Harry Potter seriously wrote his name.

He put the reply in a Hogwarts envelope and handed it to the owl at the door, watching the white owl with the envelope in its mouth and flying away, Harry shrugged and said, "Look, since it is School admission letters, as long as I refuse, they can't find a reason to pester us, right?"

"Hahahaha!" Vernon laughed and lifted his nephew up: "You are such a genius!"

The owl took the envelope in its mouth and landed in the headmaster's room at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard, took down the letter, threw a Strange Bean to the messenger, sat back on the chair, opened the letter, and read it carefully.

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The stationery fell dull on the table.

Dumbledore blinked, confusion on his face.

"Has any of our students ever been rejected in the history of Hogwarts?" He asked the portrait on the wall of the headmaster's room.

These portraits suddenly came to life, and curiously looked at the letters on the desktop.

"never had."

The portrait of the former principal, said solemnly, "No one can refuse the temptation of magic."

"But the savior refused the invitation to Hogwarts." Dumbledore held up the letter and said weakly: "Merlin's beard! I can't give up Harry Potter, the savior of the magic world gave up being a wizard and was willing to be a Muggle, I'll be nailed to the Hogwarts post of shame!"

Originally recruiting Harry Potter, Hogwarts hunting rangekeeper Rubeus Hagrid was in charge.

But in the current situation, Dumbledore was worried that Hagrid would unintentionally mess things up, making Harry Potter even more disgusted with Hogwarts.

He intends to travel to the Muggle world himself.

Hogwarts was casted protective magic, unable to use teleportation magic such as shapeshifting, and Dumbledore didn't want to hesitate. He took advantage of the bright sky and used the secret passage of the academy to come to Hodemorgue Village, and then Use Displacement to appear on the streets of Privet Drive.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

The Squib lurking on Privet Drive was attracted by the magic wave.

"Why did Harry Potter refuse the invitation to Hogwarts." Dumbledore kept his face calm, wanting to know the situation first.

The Squib looked at each other in dismay.

It was Mrs. Bell who stood up fearfully and admitted that she had concealed the change in Harry's living environment.

Dumbledore had a toothache.

He could understand why Harry Potter rejected Hogwarts.

If Harry Potter and the Dursleys reconcile, it is normal for Harry to be affected by the extent of the Dursleys' aversion to magic, and this is what Dumbledore never intended to change the environment in which Harry Potter lived. s reason.

He raised Harry just to follow the path of fate and solve Voldemort's trouble.

Then I learned that the change in the Dursley family was related to a certain musician.

Dumbledore was keenly aware of the conspiracy.

"Mrs. Bell, you really caused me trouble." Dumbledore didn't even bother to reprimand the Squib. He took out his wand and tapped it on the wizard's robe. With a bang, the dark and wide wizard's robe became Fashionable trench coat.

The wand turned into an umbrella.

Dumbledore adjusted his Muggle clothes and knocked on Dursley's door.

Before the door was opened, you could hear the laughter inside.

"Who is it!"

The chubby Dudley opened the door and saw an unfamiliar and stylish old man with a white beard. He turned his head and shouted, "Dad, there's an old man here!"

With a smile on his face, Vernon stuck his head out of the living room and saw the unforgettable nightmare eleven years ago, his smile suddenly stiffened.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dursley."

Dumbledore did a quaint manner.

"Get out!" Vernon screamed in fear. Petunia hurried out of the living room and saw the Hogwarts headmaster. She panicked and pulled Dudley to her side.

"Ms. Petunia, I still remember the letter you wrote to me!"

Dumbledore winked.

Penny was pale and hated. A long time ago, when her sister received an acceptance letter from Hogwarts, she also wrote a letter to Dumbledore herself, wanting to enter the Academy of Magic.

Naturally it was rejected.

"We don't welcome you!" Vernon kept his wife behind him, ferocious and angry like a bull protecting the family.

Dumbledore said: "I just want to know about Harry Potter, Mr. Dursley, please be accommodating, although the Ministry of Magic does not allow wizards to perform magic on Muggles, but I think, in my name, right There's nothing wrong with a Muggle doing a little prank."

Under Dumbledore's secret threat, Vernon could only let him into the living room.

The white wizard and the savior finally meet again.

"Harry Potter." The white wizard said with emotion: "The last time I saw you, you were still so young. Sorry, I didn't save your parents."

Harry was smart enough to guess where Dumbledore came from.

Rejection was also decisive.

"Mr. Wizard." He said, "If you want me to study at Hogwarts, please leave. I promise my uncle that I will not enter the wizarding world, and my ideal is not to become a wizard, but to do A great musician!"

A musician again?

It was the second time that Dumbledore heard the term musician. A trace of anxiety appeared in his heart, but he smiled and said, "Harry, you have never seen the fun of magic."

He reached out to light the umbrella, and restored the wand to its original shape.

Then with a gentle sweep, the room suddenly became warm, as if a stove was burning.

Flowers against the season are blooming in vases, and colorful desserts quickly pile up on the coffee table.

Dudley looked at the dessert on the table, his eyes bulging out, and he gulped, thinking that Harry wouldn't go to me.

"As long as you learn magic, you can do all this easily." Dumbledore bewitched: "Teleportation, immortality, you can do even more incredible things."

Harry was moved.

Magic is a fatal attraction for any child.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wizard." Harry looked at the expectant eyes of his relatives and said in a low voice, "I have been loved by my family and have my own dreams."

Dumbledore's smile froze on his face.

After being silent for a while, he took a deep look at the boy who survived: "Harry, I will keep your letter, and before July 31st, as long as you can change your mind, you can study at Hogwarts. ."

After saying that, the white wizard sighed in a low voice, passed over the nervous Muggles, and walked into the deep night.

Penny and Vernon hugged and fell to the ground paralyzed, while Dudley cautiously slipped into the living room, grabbed the dessert and stuffed it into his mouth, whispering, "Harry, you really should agree, if you learn to With magic, you can make so many delicious things in different ways."

Harry didn't want to talk to the foodie cousin!

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"Please tell me the details about the musician."

Dumbledore was standing on Privet Drive, staring dimly at the house at No. 4 Privet Drive.

The Squib beside him hesitated to tell the general information about Ivan.

"A musician summoned by the Queen?"

Dumbledore was troubled.

Wizards are detached from the Muggle world, but they are also integrated into the Muggle world. They can treat Muggles who can't magic with disdain, but they cannot use this arrogance on the royal family.

You must know that wizards used to be proud of entering the royal family and being the royal magician.

Muggles are Muggles though.

But influential Muggles and ordinary Muggles are different concepts.

At least the Minister for Magic is secretly on par with the British Prime Minister.

Why would such a Muggle musician intervene in Harry Potter's life?

Dumbledore was puzzled. Starting from the inexplicable prediction made by the divination professor half a year ago, he had a sense of crisis and wanted to get his fate back on the original track.

In any case, Harry Potter must be admitted to Hogwarts!

Dumbledore took the Muggle subway to Kensington, and cast an invisibility spell on himself to sneak into the musician's mansion.

It didn't take much time, he followed the melodious piano sound and came to the piano room.

A handsome boy with black hair and black eyes, sitting in front of the upright piano, the melodious and beautiful music slowly flowed throughout the villa.

Even Dumbledore had to admit that the other party's attainments on the piano.

With such a level of music, even the white wizard was almost addicted to it and broke away from the illusion.

Shaked his head.

Dumbledore raised his wand and apologized inwardly.

"Legislasia!"

The top of the wand condensed a red ray and stabbed towards the musician. Dumbledore wanted to modify the other party's memory to correct his fate.

The piano sound stopped abruptly.

"Dumbledore, you will never defeat me!"

In the center of the ruined city, the sky is hazy, and the raging fire surrounds the white-haired man.

"Grindelwald." Dumbledore looked up at the white-haired man in the blazing fire, his pupils shrank, and the surrounding pictures flashed around, turning out the most profound picture in his memory.

The death of her parents, her sister committed suicide because she was bullied by Muggles.

The past of falling in love and killing with Grindelwald.

Enemies with his younger brother.

These cruel and cold memories were forced out from the depths of the brain, and Dumbledore snapped back to his senses. He understood that he had done something wrong. This musician has a natural Occlumency.

The Legilimency he released was backfired!

The illusion is dispelled.

Dumbledore covered his forehead, and when he saw the young musician on the piano turn his head, his expression was a little surprised, but more intriguing.

"Magic, wizard." The musician said softly, "It's very interesting!"

Dumbledore grabbed his wand and aimed it at Zhou Qi.

However, he didn't dare to use it easily. Among the Muggle community, there are only some people who are extremely focused and reach the limit in a certain field, and they are born to close their brains.

Just like the painter Van Gogh, his thinking mode is completely different from that of ordinary people. There was a wizard who used Legilimency on Van Gogh, but he was cursed.