I’m Really An Alchemist

In order not to miss the arcane class, she deliberately staggered the time of the divination class. Together with Professor Snape, she hardly missed any arcane class, starting from the most basic common sense of physics.

This is very painful learning.

The common sense of physics is completely different from the magical worldview. If you want to understand the physical world, you must fundamentally destroy your own magical worldview. The process of learning arcane magic is to build a magic road on the objectively existing physical worldview.

.....

The time moved from September to October.

Harry Potter was riding a broom, practicing Quidditch with his teammates, warming up for the upcoming Quidditch match.

He grabbed the golden snitch for practice, raised his arms, and greeted the cheers of his teammates.

"Good job!"

"As expected of Harry Potter!"

It's been just one month since the school started. The Sirius incident that happened not long ago has gradually faded from the hot topic. Only Harry will not forget that he pressed his anger deep in his heart and released it through Quidditch.

Only in Quidditch did he have time to hate and think about the death of his parents.

Harry sat on his broom, looking up at the sky.

A large black cloud surged from the edge of the sky.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Quidditch this time." Gryffindor Quidditch captain Wood flew to his side and also saw the dark clouds in the sky.

like he said.

Next, it was a long rainy day.

It was like the overturning of the Milky Way, trapping Hogwarts into an isolated island, the continuous torrential rain, the lingering dark clouds, even at noon, it was necessary to light up the magic lights to continue studying.

Everyone hates this kind of rainstorm, not only can't go out, but the wizard's robe has become extremely cold.

It's like being deep in a dank nest.

Harry Potter couldn't continue to train Quidditch. Fortunately, he devoted his energy to learning magic. He tried his best to master any skills to deal with Sirius - he never believed that Sirius would give up killing him.

And he wouldn't give up killing Sirius.

In a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Lupin taught Burlesque, he pulled out a cabinet with Boggarts, and asked each student to confront their inner fears and use Burlesque to deal with them.

When it was Harry's turn.

What came out of the closet was the nightmare in Harry's heart - Sirius Black, a man transformed from Bogut, was exactly the same as on the wanted list, crazy and indifferent.

Professor Lupin was shocked.

He was worried that Harry would summon Voldemort, so he always treated him carefully, but far from thinking, the fear in Harry's heart turned out to be Sirius Black.

Although Harry controlled his fear and anger, Lupin could feel a volcano surging deep inside this friend's son.

At the end of this Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Lupin left Harry behind for a chat.

In the exchange, he knew Harry's hatred and anger towards Blake.

But in the face of this anger, he can't explain anything - now everyone thinks that Sirius betrayed Harry's parents, his explanation is useless, and it will keep Harry away from him.

Lupin could only soothe Harry's emotions from other angles and find a way to explain the matter.

The gentle and erudite Professor Lupin made Harry very fond of him. He believed that Professor Lupin, like Professor Ivan, was an elder who cared for him the same, and therefore his relationship with Professor Lupin was getting better and better.

Until a day before a Quidditch match.

In the evening, a shrill scream resounded throughout the castle.

The portrait of the Gryffindor common room, Mrs. Fat, escaped from her frame and hid in other portraits, and her frame had several deep cracks.

The Gryffindor lounge area was a mess.

The ground is full of white feathers and broken pieces of porcelain.

Professor McGonagall dignified the students behind him, and took the initiative to enter the lounge to look around, but found no one—this time was when the students were having dinner.

She followed the traces and found it in the boys' dormitory.

The dormitory is far more messy than the lounge area, as if someone is frantically looking for something, among which the Weasley twins and Harry Potter's bed were almost torn to shreds.

Dumbledore came over.

"Hogwarts has been invaded." Professor McGonagall couldn't bear to continue watching the chaos in the rest area, and Dumbledore had no time to appease her. The two walked out and closed the Gryffindor rest area directly.

"Fat Madam, what happened?" Dumbledore said solemnly, "What did you see?"

The fat lady, who was hiding in other frames, said in a frightened tone, "Sirius, he has appeared."

Immediately, the students widened their eyes and screamed in horror.

a mess.

The last time there was such confusion was when Voldemort was resurrected.

"Quiet!"

Dumbledore used amplification magic to forcibly appease the screaming students. He ordered all the students to gather in the auditorium, leaving a few professors here to protect the students.

Dumbledore, Zhou Qi, and Snape were investigating Hogwarts.

In the bright auditorium, the students were frightened, and some of them cast strange glances at Harry again.

"Sirius is here to kill Harry Potter!"

"It's a lie to say that Hogwarts is the safest. We must stay away from him!"

"Blood Star Harry!"

Facing the accusations and rejections of this group of people, Harry Potter turned pale, lowered his head, and clenched his fists.

Fortunately, he has friends who will never leave no matter what.

Ron squeezed over holding the frightened Scabbers, comforting Harry, and Hermione also came over.

"I'm fine." Harry raised his head and smiled reluctantly, "I've been mentally prepared for this!"

Looking at their friend's expression, the two fell into worry.

Lupin also saw Harry in the crowd at this time, and he was relieved. He stepped closer to Harry and heard the other side say: "Sirius wants to kill me, it's not that easy!" A stagnation.

He froze in place for a long time and sighed slowly.

Turn around and walk away.

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"I didn't find anything again!"

After searching the whole Hogwarts in and out, but found nothing, Professor McGonagall was obviously anxious.

Especially this attack, which happened in Gryffindor's rest area.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if there were students in the lounge area!

That would be her worst nightmare.

"Maybe Sirius is hiding, or he, like Dubois, used compound medicine to become a student?" Zhou Qi guessed: "He seems to be looking for something, but he didn't find it, so he vented and destroyed the rest. Area."

"Until this matter is resolved, Gryffindor cannot keep students."

Dumbledore looked solemn and nodded lightly.

He thought for a moment and looked at the Ravenclaw dean: "Felius, can you temporarily vacate the temporary dormitory from the Ravenclaw rest area to accommodate Gryffindor students?"

The half-goblin dean said solemnly, "Yes."

Compared with the other three colleges, Ravenclaw has the fewest students, and its dormitory area is large enough to accommodate Gryffindor students.

When it was known that Gryffindor would be temporarily arranged in the Ravenclaw rest area, there was a sudden protest.

Both colleges are protesting.

It was rare for Dumbledore to be tough. He reprimanded the initiator of the protest and settled the matter.

So the students shifted their goals.

The silent Harry Potter became the object of exclusion.

Even Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were approached privately, asking them to distance themselves from Harry Potter, or else they would be hostile to the two Houses - Harry's two friends, in At this critical moment, he showed his responsibility.

They will never abandon their friends.

The more moved Harry, the deeper his hatred for Sirius.

He doesn't blame other people's opinions. He understands that if it weren't for him, Sirius would not have invaded Hogwarts, nor would he have done such a thing that threatens other people's lives.

the other end.

Dumbledore went to Blake again, and Blake, who heard about it, was furious.

He roared: "Someone is impersonating me and trying to hurt Harry! I will never allow this to happen!"

Black's madness dispelled Dumbledore's suspicions.

And he even forbids Black to appear in front of anyone, otherwise it will cause even greater panic, no one will believe Black's words, and Harry Potter even wants to kill him himself!

Lupin confirmed this.

Blake got into the seamless extension box in agony.

"I should know what the man disguised as Black is looking for." Dumbledore said to Lupin: "He was looking for the Marauder's Map, and when I asked Harry to hand me the Marauder's Map, I didn't tell anyone. "

Lupin thought for a moment and said, "When we invented the Marauder's Map, we enchanted it with advanced magic - it can see through any disguise, whether it is invisible or deformed, the Marauder's Map is the key."

"But the problem is—"

He looked a little serious.

"How did the Death Eaters know about the Marauder's Map?"

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Chapter 427 Chapter 68 The Savior Harry Potter

On November 2, 1993, the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin started in a violent storm.

Like the end of the day, the sky and the earth are covered by thunderclouds, and blue electric light flows.

The professors and students on the viewing platform were all wearing raincoats and also endured the cold and stormy weather. In the vast world, they tried their best to keep their eyes open to capture the exciting games on the field.

Quidditch is different from sports such as football.

It is not only a kind of sports competition, but also shows the spirit of not afraid of difficulties on both sides of the confrontation.

Whether it is heavy rain or hail, the Quidditch game will not be postponed, nor will the wizard deliberately change the weather to create a good game environment-because fighting the environment itself is also an important part of the game.

"Blood Star Harry!"

Draco Malfoy clutched Nimbus 2001 and followed Harry, his mocking voice muffled by the rain, but Harry could hear it clearly.

"Why don't you use your inferior Muggle magic? Oh...it's forbidden to use it!"

Draco rushed to Harry's side and slammed it hard with his side.

The silent Harry, not to be outdone, stared at the golden snitch flying in front of him, using his superb flying skills to get rid of Draco's entanglement.

Suddenly.

The Golden Snitch stopped.

Harry's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly lowered his body to reduce the wind resistance. The Nimbus 2000 burst into impact like a rocket.

Draco didn't react at all, he only took a mouthful of exhaust.

And the Golden Snitch, who was about to be caught by Harry, fluttered his wings crazily, suddenly soaring into the sky.

"Damn!"

Harry slammed a punch into the air, and almost came close.

He quickly grabbed the broom to adjust the angle, and rushed straight into the sky, closely following the Golden Snitch.