I’m Really An Alchemist

And then to a strong life.

Music is like a light shining into the darkness, illuminating Qi Ivan Zhou's life.

Even if it is placed in later generations, a miserable sale, a reversal, and a little positive energy in the abyss, can clean up the original black villain and complete the great reversal of word-of-mouth.

If it wasn't for worrying about being too ahead of the time, it would cause resentment.

Zhou Qi even used the ghost and animal whitewashing, editing whitewashing and big bowl wide noodles whitewashing modes to ensure that every wizard would be brainwashed by marketing shocks.

When the Daily Prophet's special correspondent leaves the garden villa in a daze.

She was shocked to find that her interview book was full of touching and good words. No matter how she took it out of context or exaggerated her words, she could not find a single black spot in the entire report, and a random section was a report full of positive energy.

She was so frightened that she almost thought she was under a spell.

The Daily Prophet still published the interview report. First the British wizard group, then Europe, and then the whole world, all the wizard groups were shocked by the report.

"Shock! Muggles and the Ministry of Magic have to say the bet! 》

"The Muggle Story You Haven't Heard, First-Hand Interview from the Musician Baron"

In England mainland.

The pure-blood wizards lobbied everywhere to boycott Muggles from entering Hogwarts, and even thought of smearing Hogwarts and making up stories that Muggle musicians and white wizard Dumbledore had to tell to influence the wizarding referendum.

But I have to say that the interview records of the Daily Prophet are too brainwashed and too positive.

A person who came from a poor background, but became a great musician and became a British baron by his own efforts has jumped out of the paper. In addition, among the wizarding community, there are also a large part of Muggle and wizard mixed-blood families.

They have more or less heard the legend of Ivan the musician.

More or less, he is a fan of musicians.

Under the spontaneity and initiative of this group of half-blood wizards, Zhou Qi's albums became popular in the wizarding community for the first time, and then gained a group of wizard fans.

No matter how the pure-blood wizard resists, how angry, how much money and manpower are used, he will do his best to stop this.

An anonymous wizard referendum,

The overall situation has been decided.

PS: Thank you for the salted fish sting spree and spicy sticks that suddenly became so blue, thank you for the spicy stick spree that raised your hand and snap your fingers, thanks to D_Inori for the tip of the blade, and thanks to Saint Laurent for the tip of the spicy stick

​​

Chapter 365 Diagon Alley (Subscription)

Buckingham Palace.

The piano sound gradually subsided, Zhou Qi got up and bowed to the Queen of Britain.

The gray-haired, ruddy-faced Queen Elizabeth II applauded happily and said, "Every time I listen to Mr. Ivan's performance, I have a different feeling. If I were a few decades younger, I would also be overwhelmed by your talent."

She really likes the piano music of musicians.

In the face of the Queen's praise, Zhou Qi was neither humble nor arrogant.

This musician's design still has an important role. When it is time to abandon it, Zhou Qi can only ignore the queen's secret offer, although this noble and elegant queen can make all European young people fall in love with her during World War II.

After the performance, the queen left him to share lunch.

The waiters brought delicious food one after another.

"Mr. Ivan." The Queen elegantly unfolded the pure white tablecloth and cut the tender lamb chops, and asked Ruochen casually, "I heard something very interesting recently, about the affair between you and the wizard."

The Queen has her own news channel, and things in the magic world are so turbulent that anyone who has a little connection with wizards is paying attention to this matter.

A gambling pact between a Muggle musician and the Ministry of Magic.

An anonymous wizard referendum.

Looking back on the newspapers she had read, the queen also developed a strong interest. It seems that the young musicians facing the dining table can create miracles wherever they go.

Zhou Qi was not surprised that the Queen would know about this.

Using a silver knife, he cut the Wellington steak into deep impressions, and calmly explained the fact that he encountered the white wizard and unconsciously knew the existence of the magic world.

"Wizards and we belong to a different group." The Queen kindly explained: "My grandfather also pursued magic, but the court wizard at the time explained that Muggles without wizard blood would never learn magic."

Zhou Qidao: "I want to give it a try. Even if I can't learn magic, I can gain a lot of musical inspiration."

The Queen smiled and shook her head.

"Ordinary people and wizards are two social structures. According to the rules, I cannot influence the wizarding society. I can't provide you with any help, Mr. Ivan, but I can support you in name."

"There are still some wizards who are loyal to the royal family."

Zhou Qi sincerely thanked him and showed his pride as a musician.

If you have to play unspoken rules even to get votes, then you need to learn some magic. It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

While the musician and the Queen had a pleasant exchange at Buckingham Palace, the British wizarding world set off an unprecedented shock, and the results of the secret ballot showed a one-sided trend.

The Ministry of Magic officials who counted the votes looked uglier every day.

Even Minister Fudge didn't expect such a result. Even if they played behind the scenes, the number of votes would still be overwhelming.

The cause that I planted, even if I gnawed my teeth, I had to swallow it!

Who let himself make such a stupid suggestion.

Located in Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England, dozens of black shadows fell in front of the exquisite forging gate. The pure-blooded wizards who were transformed by shapeshifting wore dark wizard hoods and stepped into the darkness like smoke. garden.

Draco Malfoy approached the reception hall cautiously.

He knew that this was his father holding a meeting of pure-blood wizards. Since Voldemort's death, the power of pure-blood wizards was not as strong as before. In order to get rid of the name of Death Eaters, they hadn't even held a meeting for a long time.

Of course Draco knew the reason for his father's urgent meeting.

A lowly Muggle wants to be a Hogwarts professor through despicable means.

It's ridiculous!

What qualifications do Muggles have to step into Hogwarts, these lowly races who cannot use magic, the only value is to become the servants of wizards and serve me Draco Malfoy.

Although he is still young, under the guidance of his family, Draco has acquired the essence of a pure-blood wizard.

He leaned close to the door with his feet softly, and listened to the conversations and arguments inside.

"...Unforgivable, Muggles entering the wizarding world is an insult to us."

"If the Dark Lord was still alive, he would definitely tear up the Mudblood who made such a ridiculous decision!"

"If the Dark Lord is resurrected..."

The pure-blood wizard who talked to seemed to have talked about some taboo topic, and the atmosphere suddenly became dull.

The head of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy, sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed and his expression very disappointed.

These pure-blooded wizards who have been beaten by the Ministry of Magic will only miss the days when the Dark Lord existed, but they dare not put it into practice. If they were replaced by Death Eaters, they would have picked up the magic wand and killed the Muggle musician. Bombed to scum!

Although Lucius is a former Death Eater, he doesn't really like Voldemort's way.

He was a proponent of the pure-blood wizarding theory.

And Voldemort is essentially a half-blood wizard.

Lucius never thought that Voldemort was the Dark Lord who could lead pure-blooded wizards to glory. What he believed was another prophecy. Harry Potter, who defeated Voldemort, was the new Dark Lord.

"Lucius, what can you do?"

A gloomy, gloomy dark wizard asked in a hoarse voice.

Lucius snorted coldly: "The mudblood votes far outnumbered us, and there is no way to prevent Muggles from entering Hogwarts. What we should consider now is not targeting Muggles, but looking forward to the future of wizards."

He chuckled lightly: "Harry Potter will enter Hogwarts this school year."

The dark wizards suddenly raised their minds.

There are many wizards who believe in Harry Potter as the new Dark Lord.

"As long as we can welcome the Dark Lord, whether it's Muggles or Mudbloods, it's just a stepping stone for our pure-blooded family, and they will eventually look up to us."

Lucius raised the silver cup.

"Respect the Dark Lord."

The dark wizards raised their wine glasses excitedly and said in unison, "To the Dark Lord."

Draco quietly left the living room.

He returned to the bedroom, picked up the Hogwarts admission letter again, and said softly and excitedly, "Harry Potter."

 …

The wizarding referendum has ended, and there is no suspense about the outcome.

Zhou Qi got the opportunity to settle in Hogwarts with his crushing advantage.

this moment.

Whether it was a Squib, a half-blood wizard, or even some pure-blood families, they cheered and celebrated.

Therefore, the wizard group is too idle. They have nothing to do when they are full. They actively participate in any interesting activities and eat melons enthusiastically. They have no idea what they put into Hogwarts.

Zhou Qi was not surprised by this result.

He was going to have a headache, but instead, owls flew from all over England, almost filling up his balcony, and magic letters came one after another with curiosity, joy, and excitement.

Someone who wants to sign.

There are people who want a record.

Someone wanted to invite him to a banquet.

There is also an old witch in her 80s who wants to develop a pen pal.

For these letters, Zhou Qi can only treat these spiritual owl messengers as food and drink, and he is ready to go to Hogwarts.

And the last music lesson teaching.

Although he completed his original purpose, Zhou Qi still completed the music teaching of the last class with all his heart. In this class, he did not teach music theory, **** or sheet music, but created a minor tune for each child to commemorate them. Temporary end of study.

It also means a new beginning for their future.

These days, the children who study music are in a gloomy mood. Although the process of learning music theory is very boring, they like this music teacher who is lecturing and understanding very much.

Sent away one sad student after another.

Zhou Qi welcomed Hermione and Harry.

Hermione wasn't in a bad mood. She received a letter from Hogwarts. Magic was more attractive than music.

"Miss Hermione, congratulations, your study assignment is over."

Zhou Qi wrote the created minor into a staff and handed it to the girl.

"I can see that you seem to have found a better ideal than music." Zhou Qiwen said: "There are many paths in life, and music is just one of them. I'm very happy that you can find your own path."

Hermione was a little embarrassed.

She held the staff tightly, her eyes were red.

"Mr. Ivan, actually I..."

She opened her mouth and wanted to say that she was a wizard, but she wisely closed her mouth.

When she received the admission letter, the teacher from Hogwarts told her that wizards and Muggles are different groups and must abide by a non-disclosure agreement.

Zhou Qi didn't seem to see what the girl was thinking.

He smiled and said, "Hermione, you are a very smart girl, but wisdom will bring arrogance. Don't use arrogance to use your wisdom. Reason is your best weapon."

After sending away the weeping Hermione, Zhou Qi gave the last lesson for the next Harry.

In this class, Harry was also in a bad mood, hesitant to say anything.

It was not until the end of the course that he said, "Mr. Ivan, can I continue to study music with you in the future?"

Today's Harry Potter, the dream is to become a musician.

The boy who survived was very sincere, but very humble. He understood what a shameless request he made, blushed and stared down at his toes.