I’m Really An Alchemist

Such as the hand of fire and the hand of frost.

But what's the difference between this and the previous one, it's still the way to improve mental power - using magic materials, oh, the improvement of mental power can imprint more magic models.

It's so **** up!

Dubois angrily threw the notebook on the table, and raised his **** to the unjust creator of this world.

He can only organize what he has obtained so far into a book and wait for the arrival of the main body concert.

.....

At the end of July, Zhou Qi finally rehearsed the accompanying orchestra.

This time, he has prepared a series of seven magic-style songs, which will all be shown in the half-month tour.

Just when he was planning to go to Birmingham in advance to review the Birmingham Music Hall, Harry Potter came to visit.

"Ivan teaches... teacher."

Little Harry, who was introduced into the study by the housekeeper, looked a little uncomfortable and weird.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Qi drove the servants and housekeeper away. Harry Potter breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his school posture. He asked anxiously, "Professor Ivan, can you cancel the concert?"

"What's the matter?" Zhou Qi said with a smile: "It's not that the concert can be cancelled if it is cancelled, there must be a valid reason."

Harry hesitated, not knowing how to explain it.

Crackling.

The sound of Apparition.

A small house elf appeared in front of the two of them.

"Dobby is here to explain to Harry Potter!"

The house elf bravely stood in front of Harry Potter, but under Zhou Qi's scrutiny eyes, he was a little cowardly and unconfident.

"Professor Ivan, if you go to Birmingham to give a concert, you will die."

Zhou Qi raised his brows slightly and asked, "Why am I dying?"

Dobby opened his mouth to speak, but walked on his knees in front of the desk, slammed **** the feet of the desk, and said in pain: "Dobby, Dobby can't talk, Dobby can't betray the master. Professor Ivan, please cancel the concert, Dobby. I don't want to see Harry sad!"

Owner?

Zhou Qi's thoughts changed, and he basically understood what was going on.

Guess what is Lucius Malfoy trying to do to me?

He sneered in his heart, one of these pure blood families really counts as one, and they should all be swept into the garbage.

"Dobby, I can't cancel the concert because I might die." Zhou Qi calmly said: "Everyone might die, but ideals and truth are far more valuable than death."

Dobby didn't know what to say. In his little head, death was an equally terrifying concept as the loss of freedom.

How can there be people in this world who are not afraid of death?

It doesn't believe it!

Harry Potter didn't know how to persuade him. In fact, he didn't believe this house-elf who was full of nonsense and even caused a big problem at home. He was just worried about Professor Ivan, so he came here specially.

Still, hiding from my uncle and aunt, I came here by subway alone.

Zhou Qi sent a driver to take Harry back in person, while he led the orchestra, chartered a special plane, and headed to Birmingham.

As for what crooked ideas Lucius would have, he didn't care.

No. 4, Privet Drive, Dobby couldn't persuade Harry's determination to attend the concert. He could only emphasize that Harry would encounter danger when going to the concert, but he didn't dare to reveal the owner's information.

For Harry, it was an honor to participate in Professor Ivan's performance.

What's more, this time there is Dumbledore's visit.

What danger will there be?

Dobby couldn't beat Harry, so he could only disappear silently, and returned to Malfoy Manor, where he saw Lucius summoning the dark wizards and Death Eaters who supported pure-bloodism, planning to make a big Birmingham concert.

"What should Dobby do?"

The elf, who yearned for freedom, felt the pain of a dilemma.

.....

The Ministry of Magic workers besieging Birmingham complained.

It's been very hard to catch dark wizards in Birmingham by yourself. You are a Muggle to give a concert, and you have invited a lot of wizards. Isn't this causing us trouble?

Are you with the dark wizard?

When the staff complained, they had no idea that they had guessed the truth.

The main method for them to capture dark wizards is to sense the magical power fluctuations of phantom migration, and then they block all traffic arteries and check magical props. The arrival of a large number of wizards will inevitably cause a large number of magical power fluctuations to appear and overlap.

If they are dark wizards, this is also an excellent opportunity to escape.

"I've been guarding for more than two months, and I haven't found any traces. I don't know if Dubois has escaped long ago!" said a wizard who had long been tired of arresting work.

Auror said: "If he leaves, there will definitely be traces, unless he doesn't even want his wand and leaves the city pretending to be a Muggle... But no wizard will give up his wand."

The wizards were very helpless.

At one point they blamed the dark wizard for being too good at hiding, at another point they blamed the Muggle musician for choosing a place unreasonably, and they whispered to Minister Fudge of the Ministry of Magic that they had already had a lot of work, and they had to come to a concert, to attend your horse concert?

At that time, are we going to capture the dark wizard or protect your safety?

PY: "I, Frenda, the Killer Queen"

He traveled to Academy City and became a character he liked very much. The joy that should have been merged into one, why...

Why did you become Frenda?

Even if his ability is the Killer Queen, it's still cold!

In order to avoid becoming Fran) (Da's ending, it's better to hold Misaka Mikoto's thigh tightly.

Hmm... The thing about hugging your thighs should start with the attack on Saten Leiko.

Speaking of which, is your behavior considered an insider?

The book is also known as "I'm Really Not an Inner Ghost"

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Chapter 387 Chapter 29

"Can you make me miserable?"

The Auror squeezed out a smile, straightened his back, looked at every passenger at the airport like a spring breeze, turned his head to his colleagues at the Ministry of Magic and said, "I have been acting as an airport ground worker for two months, and I have to be careful with these Muggles every day. , oh, don't you know, how long did a lost muggle kid grab me and cry yesterday? Merlin's beard, I'm going crazy!"

What I fear most is comparison.

Other wizards disguised as airport maintenance personnel and airport security personnel suddenly felt that their lives were much better.

At least I don't have to face Muggles with a smile!

When the plane carrying the band landed at the airport, the pick-up area was already crowded with enthusiastic fans, who held up fluorescent pick-up cards welcoming Ivan musicians, eagerly looking forward to it.

"The influence of this Muggle musician is quite large."

The ground service Auror pouted, then showed a smile like a spring breeze, facing the plane.

The orchestra stepped down from the unfolded hatch one after another.

The Auror blinked and couldn't help but be stunned. He saw a band wearing a uniform wizard robe and a high hat, and the Ivan musician at the head was also dressed like this, oh, he still had a wand in his hand. style baton.

What kind of trick is this?

The Aurors can be sure that these bands are all Muggles.

He cautiously approached the past and pulled the orchestra away from the apron, but looking at the orchestra's dress, he quietly approached Zhou Qi a lot, and whispered, "Professor Ivan... who are you?"

Zhou Qizao discovered the true identity of the ground crew, but pretended not to know.

He looked at the Auror, suddenly realized, and said in a low voice, "Are you... a wizard?"

The Auror explained his responsibilities in a low voice and with a wry smile. Because he wanted to round up dark wizards, he pretended to be a ground worker. By the way, he secretly complained about the musician's inappropriateness.

Zhou Qi pretended not to understand the resentment in his words, and said with a smile: "I want to hold a magic-themed concert, of course, I want to have the feeling of a magical world together with the orchestra and the concert hall..." He blinked, suddenly He took out a stack of concert hall tickets from his pocket, slipped it into the Auror's hand, and whispered, "You guys have worked hard here. Here are the tickets for my concert. You can distribute them to your friends and colleagues."

The resentment in the Auror's heart dissipated in an instant.

He gratefully put away the tickets, and his goodwill towards Muggle musicians gradually increased.

Tickets for the first phase are hard to come by in the magic world.

Respectfully watched the musician leave in the pick-up car, and the Auror happily shared the tickets with his companions.

The orchestra was placed in a hotel not far from the concert hall. Zhou Qi put down a salute and went to the concert hall with the relevant person in charge, requesting that the concert hall be set up as a fantasy and magical world, and rehearsing with the orchestra.

He was busy until the evening, and Zhou Qi declined the invitation of the person in charge of the concert hall for the dinner, ate a few sandwiches to fill his stomach, and dragged his tired body back to the hotel.

In the luxurious and spacious duplex suite, a red-haired young man is sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping red wine while looking at the British city under the sunset.

Zhou Qi shrugged, the tiredness on his face disappeared without a trace.

The two were originally one person, so there was no need for politeness and communication. The dark wizard Dubois put down the goblet and pulled out a rectangular English-style suitcase from under the bed.

"We don't have much time. You only have three days of rehearsal in Birmingham. The fourth day is the start of the concert. I also need to escape the city on the fourth day."

Dubois opened the suitcase, revealing the sinuous and deep stretch inside.

He said helplessly: "I have almost used all the magic materials, and I can't go to Diagon Alley and contact Borgin Bock."

Zhou Qi: "You know, I've been too busy lately, and I don't have time to wear a vest."

Dubois nodded, first handed the experimental data that he had sorted out to the main body, and walked into the traceless extension box first. Zhou Qi flipped through the data slightly, compared it with his memory, and then adjusted it using alchemy. The height and face were replaced by an unfamiliar face before walking down the stairs to the traceless extension box.

Although the face has changed, the devil vine remembers the master's breath and gets close.

In the seamless extension box, some of the experimenters were meditating to improve their spiritual power, while others were using magic materials to consume their spiritual power. When the dark wizard and the musician walked down, they all stopped what they were doing and looked away come over.

Seeing the unfamiliar faces around Dubois, everyone was a little curious.

But, ignoring the complicated feelings of the experimental subject, the two communicated as if no one else was there.

"Now the experiment is stuck on magic power. I want to try whether mental power can be converted into magic power, but their mental power is quite weak and not enough to support my conjecture."

Zhou Qi nodded, this is the reason why the main body has to come to participate in the experiment in person.

In this world, there is no life's spiritual power that can be higher than him.

The time was very tight, and the two didn't say much. They had the same mind and assigned tasks to each other, and successively explored the mysteries behind the magic.

The experimenters headed by Tommy felt envious and jealous of the smooth cooperation between dark wizards and strangers. The former gangsters who had been tortured with Stockholm syndrome were lost because they were not so important in the eyes of dark wizards.

During the long and dull research, Zhou Qi put down the blood of the magical creature in his hand and shook his head.

"We have studied magic before." He said, "What was the result of the experiment at that time?"

The dark wizard took over: "Magic power is the power derived from the bloodline of magical creatures. It has a changeable nature, and the magical properties of each magical creature are different."

Zhou Qi nodded, looked at Tommy Knicks, and asked, "Do you know what electricity is?"

Tommy was stunned for a moment, and answered honestly: "Physical phenomena caused by static or moving electric charges."

"That's right." The dark wizard rubbed his eyebrows and said with a headache: "Electricity comes from electric charge, and magic comes from blood. The reason is the same. Magic is the physical constant that exists in the universe. We want to explore the essence of magic, in essence. It's exploring the nature of the universe."

"However, even if we find out, what can we do? The universe stipulates that only blood can generate magic power, which is equivalent to that only charged particles can generate electricity, unless we transfer the blood of magical creatures to Muggles."

As soon as the dark wizard proposed this idea, it was rejected by the musicians.

A magical creature wants to transfer its bloodline to a Muggle, and the breeding route is the safest, but simply transferring the bloodline factor of a magical creature directly to a pure Muggle body, the rejection reaction in it, I dare not even think about it.

The experiment is still in trouble in the direction of magic.

Tommy and others have learned a lot of information from several months of experiments. For example, wizards and Muggles have a relationship between charged bodies and insulators. The two people in front of them want to remove this relationship, so that Muggles who are insulators can also Can be charged.

They kept their mouths shut and left a clean environment.

"Magic, magic."

Zhou Qi put his fingers on the vines and tapped them. He was driven a little crazy by this weird worldview.