I’m Really An Alchemist

The Queen said, "Mr. Ivan, I have an unkind request."

Zhou Qi had already guessed what she was thinking, but he pretended not to know anything and stayed.

"I heard about what's happening in the magical world." The Queen said softly, "The Battle of the Death Eaters, is that what it's called?"

Zhou Qi nodded.

"I also heard that Mr. Ivan, you created arcane magic that ordinary people can use?" The queen sat up straight and her expression became serious: "Mr. Ivan, are you willing to become a royal court mage?"

The royal court wizard, in the Middle Ages, was an honor that every wizard coveted.

"Your Majesty, in modern society, is this position still necessary?" Zhou Qi did not answer directly, but said jokingly.

Queen: "Honor, wealth, power, as long as you need Mr. Ivan, our British Empire can provide you. As long as Mr. Ivan is willing to become British nationality, you are willing to teach the arcane to the British people, anything you need. , we can all provide.”

Zhou Qi's smile faded.

"Your Majesty, is this what you mean, or what the cabinet means?"

The Queen was embarrassed.

"That was the idea of ​​John Major (the current prime minister), and he convinced me too."

Zhou Qi sneered in his heart.

No matter what world human beings are, they cannot change their greedy nature.

If you want to take the fruits of arcane magic for yourself, it is good for Britain, and bad for your own privilege.

Zhou Qi could think of what would happen if the arcane was handed over. The upper class and the capital predators enjoyed the benefits of the arcane, and ordinary people would never want to be contaminated with this kind of power.

This is the resistance trying to stop in front of the wheel of the times.

Zhou Qi turned his thoughts and sighed in a low voice: "Your Majesty, thanks to your kindness, it's just that arcane arts are not enough to teach others."

The Queen frowned, "But I heard that you started an arcane class at Hogwarts?"

She also knows about Hogwarts—how many ghosts are there in this school?

"Your Majesty, wizards are different from ordinary people." Zhou Qi said sternly: "The key to learning arcane magic lies in the growth of spiritual power. Wizards are born with spiritual power higher than ordinary people. This is how I can teach arcane magic. s reason."

"Ordinary people want to learn arcane magic, they need to increase enough mental power, otherwise they will collapse and become a fool! My mental power is slightly higher than ordinary people, but when I groped for arcane magic, I almost died in it. "

The Queen was visibly frightened.

Zhou Qi continued: "I've been exploring how every ordinary person can learn magic - it's just the power of an individual, it's too weak!"

Queen: "That is to say, the arcane magic you created, Mr. Ivan, is only a half-finished product? Isn't it enough for everyone to learn?"

"Exactly!" The musician looked gloomy: "If there are enough resources, I may be able to complete this road and dedicate arcane magic to Your Majesty and the British Empire!"

Telling lies requires nine truths and one falsehood to be credible.

The Queen has her own channels of information. Without knowing the wizards of Birmingham, she can only trust musicians.

"I see." The Queen said seriously, "I will tell the Prime Minister what you mean, and I believe he will come up with a reasonable plan to help Mr. Ivan complete your arcane spells."

Magic is very attractive to humans.

Big enough to dedicate a lot of resources to research.

Money, manpower, resources, researchers.

Even the death row prisoners were taken from prisons as human experimenters.

All aspects ensure the research and completion of arcane magic.

PS:

And at night

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Chapter 420 Chapter 61 Sirius Black

4 Privet Drive, Dursley's.

"Harry, get up!"

Cousin Dudley lifted the little savior's quilt and said in a low voice, "Help me up today, dear cousin, Steve actually wants to challenge my position in the school!"

Harry rolled up the quilt and turned over.

"I'm not allowed to use magic in the Muggle world!" Harry yawned sleepily.

Dudley: "Hey, I didn't let you use magic! You're a wizard too, I let you scare them!"

Speaking of this, he pleaded in a low voice: "Don't tell my parents about this, last time I failed the exam, they deducted my pocket money for a month, my god, I didn't give it that month. You know how you got here!"

Harry Potter was pulled by his cousin.

I had no choice but to have breakfast in a hurry and went to a nearby park to participate in a fight for supremacy between a junior high school and a school.

But when he got here, he realized that the fun was a little bigger.

Steve, the boy who competed with Dudley for supremacy, even brought his high school cousin, who is said to be the eighth dan of judo, with his big shoulders and waist. To be honest, Dudley saw that fierce big man, his legs were full. frightened.

"Don't be arrogant!" Dudley said sharply, "My cousin is a wizard!"

As soon as he turned his head, the wizard cousin had already run away.

"It's said that I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school, and I didn't even bring a wand!" Harry shouted back as he ran.

Dudley turned his head, and the old enemy's cousin slapped his palm fiercely, and the thick muscles on his arm trembled.

"Ha ha...."

Dudley smiled awkwardly and touched his head: "It's all a misunderstanding."

He turned around and chased after Harry.

Steve and his cousin were stunned, and quickly chased after him. Dudley quickly caught up with his thin cousin, panting and hating that iron was not steel: "Hurry up and use magic!"

Harry gasped as he ran.

"It doesn't work! The professor forbids us to use magic outside!"

The laughter and footsteps behind him were getting closer.

Dudley's face was trembling in panic, he felt his nemesis cousin approaching like a tank, and the unparalleled momentum made his legs go weak.

"Think of a way!"

The two were chased all the way to a dead end.

It seemed that he was about to be caught up with the hammer.

Suddenly.

A dark shadow burst out and charged towards Steve and his cousin.

The black shadow stood in front of Harry and Dudley, lowered his body and let out a low roar.

It turned out to be a vicious dog with a ferocious face and all-black hair, with extremely brutal eyes and exposed fangs, staring straight at cousin Steve.

Harry and Dudley's eyes widened in surprise.

Under the threat of this vicious dog, Steve dropped the harsh words in horror and fled with his cousin.

The **** dog watched them flee indifferently, turned around, glanced at Harry Potter, let out a gentle bark, then jumped up the high wall and disappeared in front of the two teenagers.

"Huh!"

Dudley collapsed directly.

"Harry, why do I think it knows you?"

Looking at the direction where the black dog disappeared, Harry shook his head, and helped his weak-legged cousin to leave the alley.

The **** dog walks through the busy traffic.

In the afternoon, it came to Grimmauld Place near King's Cross Station.

The **** dog's body gradually changed, becoming a curly-haired man, and he walked directly into the non-existent Building 12 in Grimmauld Place.

"I'm back."

Sirius Black walked up to the second floor and smiled at the man who was already sitting there: "I saw Harry Potter again today, he was almost bullied, I even helped him drive those people away, he was a little Not like James, James has never been bullied ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The man said helplessly: "Don't forget that you are still wanted, be careful! "

"The Ministry of Magic is too busy to take care of itself." Hearing the term Ministry of Magic, Blake's expression suddenly became ugly, and he sneered: "If they have the ability, they will capture Voldemort and Azkaban!"

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

The expressions of the two changed, and they took out their wands and held them in their hands.

Grimmauld 12 was cast on the Muggle Banishing Charm, and usually no one would visit.

dong dong.

The knock on the door was slow and unhurried, showing the patience and self-restraint of the knocker.

"Kreacher!" Blake ordered the house elf: "Go and have a look at the door, and if it's a stranger, ask him to leave!"

Kreacher lowered his head, walked slowly to the main entrance, and opened the door.

"This is the Black family." It raised its head and looked at the wizard outside: "What's the matter with you?"

"Hello." The gray-bearded wizard said gently, "I'm looking for Remus Lupin."

.....

"Black, Lupin, long time no see."

Dumbledore was mild-mannered.

"Professor, how did you know I was here?" Lupin asked in confusion.

"I have asked people to look for you, and sent owls to send you letters, but I couldn't find you, so I thought of Black." Dumbledore smiled: "I saw that Black saved Harry. , followed it all the way."

Blake leaned against the door, full of hostility towards Dumbledore.

"You're just looking at Lupin, then you can leave!" Blake mocked.

Dumbledore said helplessly, "Olaine, it's my fault that I didn't rescue you from Azkaban. I apologize to you."

"Do you think it's because of me?" Black took out a few open letters indifferently and said, "You want to invite Remus to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts."

Lupin looked at the letter in his friend's hand in surprise.

But he didn't say much, he believed that his best friend would not deceive him.

From the moment Blake appeared in front of him, he believed everything Blake said.

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "I think it's a good job."

"Work?"

Blake sneered.

He raised his head almost furiously, staring at Dumbledore's calm expression.

"You know that Harry Potter is being treated unfairly, but you ignore it!

You know that Lupin will transform into a werewolf every full moon, but you have never cared about him. Since eleven years ago, Lupin has lived a poor life because of his werewolf blood!

When I found him, he lost his job again and had been hungry for two days! "

Lupin was silent.

He was still wearing the patched clothes. Because of his poor life, he was malnourished and his face was yellow and his muscles were thin.

If Blake hadn't found him, he might have been hungry for a few more days,

"I'm sorry," Dumbledore said.

Blake coldly threw the letter in front of the white wizard, his voice stiff: "Lupin doesn't need this job, I will find a way to introduce him to a more decent job."

Dumbledore silently looked at the letter in front of him.

Lupin wanted to say something, but he could only sigh: "Professor Dumbledore, I'm very sorry."