Chapter 403： Macchiban's sharp point of view

Chemistry...a strange and familiar word, like a memory from a lifetime, Harry thought.

Where did you know this concept? He recalled the years when he was in elementary school. It was really not a pleasant memory. After Dudley's mischief and humiliation on him, there was not much he was willing to recall.

Fortunately, he still remembers some of the contents of the experimental class. Chemistry should be a subject that changes matter from time to time, right?

He picked up "Unreliable Alchemy" a little distractedly, and looked at Hermione—"I've seen it, Harry." Hermione said, she pointed at the stack of books, according to interest. Pick out the book "The Fifth Element Controversy".

"Miss Granger, I suggest you start with Chapter 7. The explanation of the effect of magic on matter is very fascinating, and it is the most convincing I have seen in recent years." Felix said.

"Oh, thank you Professor." Hermione said joyfully.

"What about us?" Harry asked, and he desperately needed some advice, because the book he had was not thinner than Hermione's.

He flipped to the middle at random, and turned a few more pages, only to see a picture. The wizard inside looked like a portrait hanging on the wall of Black’s old house. They all had curled up hair and they looked like royal nobles. Clothes.

Felix raised his head to look at Harry and Ron, with a kind smile, "Starting from the preface. One of my experiences in reading the book is that basic knowledge should not be sloppy."

"After reading this book, and then reading "Nine Schools of Alchemy", you will have the most basic understanding of alchemy. It is best to write a review paper at this time. Of course, it is also barely possible to replace it with a knowledge map. ... Later, when I read "A Complete Alchemy Technique", "Nick LeMay's Manuscript 1", or "The Controversy of the Fifth Element", I won't be able to read it."

Two swallows sounded, and Harry and Ron looked at each other.

‘Homework for the divination class? ’

‘Continue to make up. ’

They quickly understood the meaning of each other's eyes, and each pulled out a piece of parchment from the schoolbag. From the beginning of the introduction, after only looking at two lines, Harry couldn't help but frowned——

"I am a wizard who is crazy about alchemy, remember this name, Crofts Albold Adrian, it will always shine in the realm of alchemy, more dazzling than Nick Lemay, because I Will be the first person to conquer the Sorcerer's Stone. ’

'Some people may say that Nick Lemay was the first alchemist to uncover the mystery of the Philosopher’s Stone, but I think this is a misinformation, because the Philosopher’s Stone can make an elixir without side effects. If he really After making a magic stone, we will not know... and I will find him immediately and worship him as a teacher. But the fact is, he has long since disappeared. ’

Harry heard Ron mumble: "It's because of someone like you that he hid." He grinned, thinking it made sense, and they continued to look down.

‘In history, there has never been a lack of alchemists who claim to refining the Philosopher’s Stone. Such words are like those wizards who have obtained legendary wands, claiming to be invincible, but disappearing from our sight forever. Adrian's comment on this is: Honor is the reward of hard training, who would have the heart to give up? Similarly, we can speculate that if those who are said to be able to extend their life and defeat the gods of death, if they really succeed, what reason would they have to hide from people? Is it because they have incurable dragon pox on their faces? ’

'Next I will introduce my own experience to you. I, Crofts Albold Adrian, an alchemy genius, graduated from Hogwarts Ravenclaw College, and spent a lot of money after graduation. I traveled in time, visited the famous alchemists one by one, combined their thoughts, corrected their mistakes, and finally assembled my first book. I will dedicate it to my alma mater, the greatest magic school-Hogwarts. If students in later generations see this, they should learn about my outstanding achievements from my other books...’

Harry felt that the tone of this'Adrian' was too much like Lockhart. He wanted to ask Ron's opinion. Ron whispered: "I suddenly wanted to find out if this person has published a second book. I mean... there is always the possibility of accidents, maybe our genius friends run out of inspiration, or we ran into a Hungarian hornet that came out foraging while we were on the way."

...

Felix was examining his magic, the Iron Armor Curse, and wondering how to combine them into one. It has been more than two months since he returned from Boothbaton, and Boothbatten's version of the Iron Armor Curse successfully reached level six.

It seems to have undergone sublimation, fading the rusty battlefield scars on the surface, becoming smooth and shiny, and its color has become a beautiful blood red, as if it were cut from a huge ruby.

At this time, Felix was holding a very metallic mask in one hand-it was a part of the complete armor. His left hand was gold and his right hand was blood red. He looked at it carefully for a long time, but still didn't have any clues. Felix's initial idea was to block his memory of the Iron Armor Curse, and learn from the beginning, the last two Iron Armor Curses will naturally merge.

But this speculation proved to be wrong.

He put his two palms together, and the gold and blood-red armor masks collided with each other, making a crisp metallic sound, but there was no sign of fusion. He couldn't help but suspect that his magic theory was not enough, unable to understand and accommodate this intensity of magic?

Felix put the blood-red mask on his face casually, and his vision turned into a vague blood-red color, like a red scarf. He raised his head and looked around the library, using this novel perspective to observe the students in the distant seats.

There was a slight noise from the side.

Felix glanced around and saw Hermione hiding her mouth and laughing. When he looked over, she straightened her face immediately.

"Professor, what is this?" she whispered, and she saw Mrs. Pince patrolling through the gaps in the bookshelf.

"A concrete object of the Iron Armor Curse," Felix explained, "both of them." He handed her the golden mask. "How do you think they should be combined?"

"Sixth-level spell?" Hermione took it with interest, and took it in her hand for a closer look. She thought for a while and asked: "Is it the one who helped the Boothbatten Warriors resist the flames?"

Felix nodded slightly, and he briefly introduced the origins of the two forms of Iron Armor Curse.

Hermione pondered, but the question was too profound for her, and she could only guess without basis, "It has something to do with the knowledge of magic?"

"It's possible," Felix nodded. "This is one of my guesses, but—" He watched with some speechlessness as Hermione put the golden mask on her face, and stared at him.

"Is it fun?"

Hermione quietly made a grimace behind the mask, took off the golden mask, and said solemnly: "Will there be a new magic form above the sixth level of magic, like a magic ball? It should cover gold and The blood red two iron armor curses... I guess it must be difficult!"

Felix sighed, "The problem is that there is no idea, although I know I can do it, it's just a matter of time." But seeing a higher field faintly, he was a little tickled.

"You can ask Principal Dumbledore," Hermione suggested.

"I haven't seen anyone else recently, maybe our principal is traveling." Felix shook his head and said. He didn't elaborate on how he used the patron saint to go to the principal's office in the morning and was stopped by the monster stone statue at the door.

He guessed that Dumbledore was still searching for the whereabouts of the Horcrux, and maybe he was chatting with the owner of the Bogembock shop? At least he knew what gift he should give him for Christmas, a dark magic finder or a woolen cloak.

"Your suggestion is very useful, Granger," he said, dispelling the magic with a wave.

Felix left soon, and he still had classes in the afternoon. When he disappeared, Harry handed Hermione a newspaper.

"What's wrong?"

"Borrowed from the table next door," Harry said succinctly. "Look at the fourth edition."

Hermione quickly flipped through the newspaper of the day, and paused slightly on the photo of Durmstrang’s principal Karkaroff’s gloomy face. The headline was “Are the cheaters still eligible to be a referee?” Not surprisingly at the reporter. I saw Rita Skeeter's name in that column, and she was sincerely grateful that this woman did not pay attention to them, and even felt weird that she had escaped.

She quickly turned to the fourth edition It was a short article, an interview with the official of the Wizarding Examination Bureau. She knew that this should be the Gesell mentioned by Professor Haipu in the class. Views of Professor Da Marchban.

She glanced at ten lines and found the "sharp and enlightening" content——

Reporter: What do you think of Hogwarts' performance on the first project?

Marchiban: I am proud.

Reporter: Are you surprised that the two teams won the first and second places respectively?

Macchiban: No, I think it's normal. This shows that we have come out of the shadow of war.

Reporter: Some people say that the educational achievements of Hogwarts are the results of Minister Fudge after he took office. What do you think?

Macchiban: Oh, that person is talking nonsense.

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