I’m Really An Alchemist

No one can study the Deathly Hallows better than him.

This is also the most fundamental reason why he is unwilling to get involved in the realm of the soul.

"Death... the spirit world..."

Zhou Qi murmured softly, developing a strong interest in the **** of death and the spiritual world.

"Okay..." He temporarily put down the study of the soul, and changed the topic: "Then I want to study memory and spirit, that's all right. The principle of the forgetting spell is to eliminate the brain's memory."

Dumbledore was visibly relieved.

"Of course you can." Dumbledore was very happy to see Zhou Qi give up his exploration of the soul: "Someone knows better than me about the Oblivion Curse."

"Who?"

"Professor Gilderoy Lockhart." Dumbledore winked mischievously.

Zhou Qi was stunned.

How could I forget this year-round Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?

Gilderoy Lockhart is a liar. His most common method is to erase other people's memories with forgetting spells, and then apply the other person's experience to himself.

So the Forgetting Curse is his housekeeping ability.

The relationship between Zhou Qi and Lockhart is not bad, mainly because this funny professor likes to interact with famous people. It seems that he is looking for a chance to get the Forgotten Curse from him.

Although it is impossible to study the soul.

But the brain is also connected to the spirit, which is very helpful for the deduction of spiritual magic.

.....

"Deathly Hallows... Spirit World..."

Dubois quietly looked at the ring in his hand and whispered softly.

Now there are three Deathly Hallows in Hogwarts. If he gathers the Deathly Hallows now, what will happen, can he really become the master of Death?

The dark wizard's eyes showed strong interest.

"I have enough research plans, so I'll do it step by step." He endured the research desire in his heart, and couldn't destroy the important plan just because he obtained the Deathly Hallows.

Although he didn't get the knowledge of the soul from Dumbledore's mouth.

But death and the spirit world have given him considerable inspiration.

"It's time to get the remaining Horcrux back."

The dark wizard got up, put the ring in the magic circle, and then activated the magic.

The magic circle glowed with purple electric light, and the ring placed in it was suspended. The huge magic field formed a cylindrical, closed barrier, which effectively prevented the resonance of Voldemort's soul fragments.

The basilisk guards the four Horcruxes and sticks close to the dark wizard.

"I'm going out for a while, you can take a good look here."

Dubois patted the basilisk's head, opened the door of the vanishing cabinet, and walked in.

In the secret room, the basilisk coiled the Horcrux in the center of his body, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Malfoy Manor.

Lucius tore the latest issue of the Daily Prophet into shreds, and the house-elf Dobby walked over tremblingly, picking up the pieces on the ground, but was kicked out by the angry owner.

"Why hasn't it happened yet?"

Lucius pressed his palm on the table, his expression full of puzzlement and unwillingness.

It has been more than a month since the diary was released, and there is no sign of it at Hogwarts, not even a dead Mudblood.

If so, how did he get Dumbledore out of office and Muggle musicians out of Hogwarts?

"Did Dumbledore discover the diary, or did something happen in between?"

Lucius leaned back on the chair, his eyes gradually turning cold.

He didn't tell anyone about it, not even his son, in order to get rid of suspicion, but the problem was that he didn't have any means to get information about Hogwarts.

Is there any way to find out what happened at Hogwarts?

Lucius frowned and thought, his eyes moved, and fell on Dobby, the house elf who was kneeling on the ground and cleaning the floor.

"Dobby." He whispered, "I have a task for you."

.....

Grimmauld Place.

Wearing casual clothes, the dark wizard Dubois, who looked like a college student, came here, and he looked up at the yellow-brown apartment building.

The Black family of Sirius knew that the Great Yin was hidden in the world, and used magic to arrange their house in an ordinary apartment, which is also close to King's Cross Station, which can be regarded as the central area of ​​London.

Dubois took out his wand and easily deciphered the protection magic.

In his eyes, this tall apartment building spreads out to both sides, revealing a non-existent central floor, and the house number is No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Araho Cave is open."

Dubois whispered a curse to the blocked door.

Click.

The door opened slowly.

Revealing the long and narrow corridor inside.

After Slytherin's locket was made by Voldemort as a Horcrux, it was originally placed in a seaside cave, and was later taken out by Regulus Black, a former Death Eater, who became a corpse in a seaside cave. , but the pendant was brought back by Kreacher, the house-elf.

According to the current time line.

It's still in this Blake ancestral home.

"Hello, I'm in." Dubois smiled lowly and walked towards the house.

After Sirius was locked up in Azkaban, the place was abandoned, but the room was clean, and it was obvious that someone was cleaning it.

Dubois's reckless actions attracted the second life in this room.

An aging house elf appeared out of thin air, staring at the dark wizard gloomily and angrily.

There is no communication.

The angry house-elves attacked the strange wizard who broke into the master's house.

Manic fluctuations of magic power rushed towards Dubois frantically. The walls on both sides were torn apart by Kreacher's magic, revealing deep and long ravines, as if being chopped by an axe.

In such a long and narrow corridor, ordinary wizards have no room to escape magic at all.

The dark wizard just stretched out his hand, the invisible magic barrier floated in front of him, Kreacher's angry magic attack slammed into the magic barrier, and a sudden shock wave bounced back.

Kreacher only felt a huge impact of magic power, which came to him in an instant, as if it was hit by an angry bull on his chest, his body leaned back, and with a bang, it built into the wall.

"That's how the Black family entertains guests?"

Dubois smiled warmly, his eyes were cold, his fingers moved slightly, and the wall behind Kreacher turned into a giant hand, holding the house elf tightly in his palm.

PS: Thank you for the blade of Momoda^з^), thank you for the blade that is finally separated, and thank the seventeen-year-old BBA for the blade

There is one more chapter tonight

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Chapter 398 Chapter 40 Horcrux Collection

"Master Wizard... Please leave here."

The house elf, who was clenched by the giant hand and had difficulty breathing, looked at the dark wizard who came over with great fear.

It wants to scream, it wants to run away.

However, due to his loyalty to his master, he had to face a terrifying enemy.

Dubois walked up to Kreacher and looked down at the increasingly humble and fearful house elf.

"Give me Slytherin's pendant box, and I'll leave here."

Under the dark wizard's indifferent eyes, Kreacher lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "Kreacher doesn't know what a Slytherin pendant is. The owner hasn't come back for many years... ah!!"

It made a miserable cry.

Dubois unlocked the Transfiguration, the giant hand liquefied and disappeared, as if the boneless house elf collapsed to the ground like a liquid.

"Kreacher doesn't know... Kreacher doesn't know..." It fell to the ground and whispered in pain.

The wand rested on its forehead.

The dark wizard smiled and said: "The pendant box that Regulus asked you to destroy, you should still put it somewhere in this room? I hope you can take the initiative to take it out, otherwise I can only get it from your memory. Find it's whereabouts."

Kreacher's eyes widened instantly, and a strong fear appeared.

It lowered its head, got up from the ground with difficulty, gave up its resistance, and handed over a pendant box carved with a small golden snake from the cabinet in the room on the second floor to Dubois.

Feeling the sleeping soul fragments in the pendant box, Dubois smiled with satisfaction.

He looked at the house elf who bowed his head and trembled, and then placed his wand on the other's forehead, modifying Kreacher's memory so that it wouldn't tell the story and ruining Zhou Qi's plan.

Out of the Black family's ancestral home.

Dubois played with the pendant box, suppressed Voldemort's soul reaction, and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.

"There's still a Horcrux left."

He walked out of Grimmauld Place and walked on the bustling streets of London.

In addition to Harry Potter, Voldemort also has a Horcrux, which is also the one he is most interested in - the serpent Nagini.

However, Nagini will not be made into a Horcrux until 1994, and now it should be just an ordinary blood-cursed snake.

But maybe, the story has already changed.

Voldemort got the added version of the Philosopher's Stone, and he could endure it for so long without being resurrected, which has changed Zhou Qi's opinion. He thought that Voldemort could not wait to use the Sage's Stone to resurrect.

Then the soul is controlled by him.

Should it be said that it is worthy of being the Dark Lord, ordinary people can't bear it, and ordinary people can't bear it.

Dubois sensed the spiritual imprint left on the Sage's Stone through his ontology, and determined the location of the Sage's Stone.

"The Albanian forest?"

The dark wizard smiled, turned and walked into the dim alley.

Crackling.

The sound of phantom moving was soft, and the dark wizard disappeared into the alley.

Balkans, Albanian forests.

Quirinus Quirrell carried the captured prey and carefully came to the hut in the woods. He placed the unconscious wild deer on the ground and looked fearfully at the python coiling at the door of the hut.

It has been half a year since I fled to the Albanian forest.

A lot has happened in the past half year.

Voldemort no longer uses him as a horcrux. Compared with the horcrux carrier, he has a greater role as a wizard, he can hunt in this forest and protect his safety.

Through the study of the Sage's Stone, Voldemort managed to draw out part of his life force to maintain the survival of his soul.

He found Nagini in Albania.

Nagini is a blood-cursed orc. It is a low-level life with a curse in its blood and will eventually become a beast from a wizard. It is more suitable as a Horcrux carrier.

Voldemort first transferred his soul to Nagini, and then through the analysis of the Sage's Stone, he successfully used the vitality and black magic in it to create a body similar to a Horcrux.

"Master, I'm back."

Quirrell said respectfully.

Nagini looked up at him and swam away slowly.

Quirrell walked into the room softly and respectfully. On the soft chair, he saw Voldemort.... Or, it was more like a piece of meat with a hideous face, no limbs, no hair, only the size of a baby, Grey-white meat.