I’m Really An Alchemist

Seeing that Lucius could not be persuaded, the Death Eaters left in disappointment.

Draco quickly hid in the shadows, watching these Death Eaters leave the manor with gloomy faces, he was about to come out, but saw his mother Narcissa entering the office worried.

Narcissa filled her husband with black tea.

"Did they say anything?" she asked softly.

Lucius sneered and said, "They wanted to use Draco to approach Harry Potter so that Harry Potter could return to the Dark Lord. Don't worry, I rejected him."

Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief.

"Should we maintain a good relationship with Harry Potter? After all, he is now the president of the Demon League." Narcissa said hesitantly, "I heard that the Ministry of Magic is going to suppress the pure-blooded family, so we should be prepared."

Lucius lowered his eyes and looked at the black tea liquid quietly.

After a while, he raised his head.

"Our destiny cannot depend on other people's hands, whether honor or power, we have to take it back by ourselves!"

"You can help me contact other families. The Magic Alliance will not be concerned for the time being, but the UK is our place. We are here to take root and inherit. What the Ministry of Magic wants to do, we must also consider whether we have strength!"

"This land, we have been here a thousand years ago, and it will not disappear after a thousand years!"

Draco walked in the manor with some confusion.

He could hear the meaning from his father's words. He still couldn't let go of his power. He wanted to put pressure on the Ministry of Magic by uniting with other pure-blood families.

But is this correct?

Draco Malfoy walked to the courtyard at some point. He looked up at the gray-white sky, and his pride in the pure-blood family was mixed with other factors.

He was proud of being a pure blood family.

She was also afraid of being a pure-blood family.

Draco, who studied at Hogwarts for three years, even if he pretended to be blind, he saw the beginning of change. Before this trend of change, the pure blood family belonged to the conservative and reactionary side.

Belonging to the party that will eventually be crushed.

But his father and mother did not see this, nor did most of the pure blood families in the UK. They were still engaged in ridiculous infighting, running for power and honor, unaware that the thundercloud had descended. .

"what should I do?"

Draco suffered from seeing further.

.....

Zhou Qi became the acting headmaster of Hogwarts and could call upon Hogwarts' resources.

He first moved his office to the highest place in the castle with the best view, and brought the Sorting Hat and the magic books that Dumbledore left in the office to his office.

At this moment, he is sitting on the sunny balcony, playing with the sorting hat in his hand, enjoying the scenery of the water and the sky leisurely.

Mental power slowly disintegrated the protective magic of the Sorting Hat, penetrated into it, and analyzed its structure and principle. Zhou Qi finally fulfilled his four-year wish. From the day he first came to Hogwarts, he was jealous of the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat is not only a hat, it has the imprints of the four founders of Hogwarts in it, and it is also a Legilimency master.

But it only works when it is worn.

Zhou Qi turned his hat and thought about how to transform it so that it could become a more effective sorting tool.

"Professor Ivan."

The mirror emerges the picture, and the sound comes out.

Minerva McGonagall appeared in front of the office with Durmstrang and Principal Beauxbatons.

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Chapter 453 Chapter 94

Maxim looked at his surroundings.

The transparent and bright office seems to have a constant stretching spell. The interior space is much larger than the exterior, but the furnishings are extraordinarily simple, such as desks, office chairs, vertical bookshelves full of books, and sofas and coffee tables for meeting guests.

There are also giant starry sky oil paintings on the walls.

This oil painting caught her eye the most. Although it was a still portrait, it gave people a shocking feeling of being in a starry sky.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time."

The Asian youth in a gray wizard's robe walked out of the inner hall with a smile.

Maxime's attention shifted from the oil painting to the Asian youth. This was the first time she met the famous Muggle professor, and she used to hear about him in the newspaper.

This Muggle has only appeared for four years, but he has repeatedly refreshed the three views of the magical world.

And now, he has become the acting headmaster of Hogwarts.

Can not be neglected.

Even Karkaroff, who had a prejudice against Muggles, bravely greeted Zhou Qi.

"Professor Ivan, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime are here for the Triwizard Tournament." Minerva McGonagall explained: "Professor Dumbledore also instructed us before he left school to jointly hold the Triwizard Tournament. Strong competition."

Saying that, she nodded to the two principals who were a little nervous.

Zhou Qi didn't answer, but asked the two principals to sit down, brewed the black tea himself, and sent it to the master's hand.

"Is this arcane magic? It's amazing."

Maxim looked at the black tea that fell smoothly on the coffee table and was amazed.

Karkaroff's expression was a little stiff. As a former Death Eater, he agreed with Voldemort's idea, and he rejected arcane Muggle magic from the bottom of his heart, let alone seeing it with his own eyes.

He just wanted to end the meeting quickly.

"Professor Ivan, thank you for your hospitality. We came here to confirm the matters related to the Triwizard Tournament." Karkaroff squeezed out a smile: "After all, this is a grand competition, for the safety of the students. , there's no room for us to be sloppy, right?"

Madame Maxime sipped her lipstick tea and looked forward to it.

Minerva McGonagall stood behind Zhou Qi, ready to speak. If Professor Ivan didn't quite understand the meaning of the Triwizard Tournament, she could take over the task and take over the Triwizard Tournament.

Zhou Qi put down the teacup in his hand, his smile still warm.

"I'm sorry, Hogwarts will withdraw from the Triwizard Tournament."

Maxim's body trembled, and the teacup in his hand cracked instantly; Karkaroff's smile froze on his face, and he raised his head in disbelief; Minerva McGonagall's eyes widened and her mouth opened into a socket.

"what?!"

The three of them spoke in unison, shocked.

"I'm sorry, please let me discuss with Professor Ivan." Minerva McGonagall recovered quickly, she smiled apologetically at the two principals who were especially shocked, and took Zhou Qi to the corner with resolute force.

"Professor Ivan, do you know what you said?"

The vice-principal lost his grace and calmness, and asked frantically.

Hogwarts withdrew from the Triwizard Tournament, so what's the point of this event?

"Professor McGonagall, calm down first."

Zhou Qi comforted the excited vice-principal.

"The Triwizard Tournament is detrimental to Hogwarts, and this is for Hogwarts' sake."

"This is something that Professor Dumbledore promised!" Minerva McGonagall took a heavy breath and stared at Zhou Qi: "You rejected something that was already firmly established. What do you want Professor Dumbledore to think?"

Do you still want his face?

This sentence Minerva didn't say, but revealed meaning in her tone.

Dumbledore's face is none of my business.... Zhou Qi thought to himself, but didn't say it, just calmly said: "Professor, do you really think the Triwizard Tournament is a good idea, Hogwarts finally stabilized , why do you want the sword to go sideways and come out like this?"

"It's not good for us if it's done well, but if it goes wrong, it will make us fall to the bottom!"

Minerva McGonagall never thought of this.

She was only limited by authority.

"The three schools have a long friendship, and we should help them." The vice-principal calmed down a lot, but insisted on continuing the Triwizard Tournament.

"But that's not a gamble with Hogwarts' reputation."

"The Ministry of Magic will ensure the safety of the game, and there will be no more casualties."

"Can they guarantee 100% that if something goes wrong, who will take the responsibility? It's still Hogwarts!"

Minerva was speechless because of sophistry, and no one could guarantee 100% safety.

Zhou Qi's tone also softened.

"Professor McGonagall, you know me well. I have been here for four years. It can be said that Hogwarts is my second home, and I have no less affection for it than you. I will negotiate with them next. , I don't ask you to stand on my side, but please remain neutral, okay?"

Minerva McGonagall hesitated for a long time and sighed softly.

Zhou Qi sat back on the sofa again, and the two principals in front of him had woken up from their shock and had a conversation.

"Professor Ivan, please retract the foreword."

Madam Maxime said solemnly: "The Triwizard Tournament is a traditional event of the three schools. There has never been a precedent for any school to withdraw from the competition, and this is something Dumbledore has promised us."

Zhou Qi smiled.

"Ma'am, Professor." He said calmly, "I am now the headmaster, and I am supposed to be responsible for Hogwarts."

"The Triwizard Tournament has had a very high mortality rate in the past. Although the Ministry of Magic has guaranteed safety, it has not been restarted for 300 years. It is impossible for me to risk the lives of students at this critical moment!"

The expressions of the two principals changed instantly.

The thing they are most worried about is that if Hogwarts does not agree to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, their two schools will not be able to wash away the label of Death Eaters, and they will at least sink for a hundred years.

In one hundred years, who can know what it will be like in a hundred years?

"Professor Ivan, the three schools have a thousand-year friendship. I hope that your personal thoughts will not destroy the friendship between schools!" Karkaroff said threateningly.

Zhou Qi: "At this moment, Hogwarts continues to maintain contact with your school, which will damage the reputation of our school. I hope you two can think in a different position and understand my approach."

Karkaroff's threats backfired.

His expression panicked. What Zhou Qi said was true at all. Now everyone wants to get rid of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, and get rid of the hat of Death Eaters. What right does he have to use friendship to kidnap Hogwarts? here.

Hogwarts would like to cut ties with them!

"By the way." Zhou Qi added: "Professor Karkaroff, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in this school, I have a candidate, so I won't bother you... Hehe, as the head of a school, you are in We are an adjunct professor, and it is really aggrieved."

After all, this is the rhythm of getting rid of the relationship completely.

Karkaroff was completely panicked.

Mrs. Maxime frequently looked at the silent Minerva-Mag, begging her to come out and help, but Mag lowered his head, really ashamed to look at her.

The promise that was sworn before has now turned into a slap in the face, slapped back in the face.

Minerva McGonagall was so ashamed that the only reason she remained calm was also to agree with Zhou Qi's statement that the Triwizard Tournament was not good for Hogwarts.

Friendship?

Can it be eaten as a meal?

Finally, Maxim and Karkaroff understood who had the right to speak and take the initiative.

They looked at the peaceful and smiling Zhou Qi, but felt sad and cold-hearted, and they couldn't let the thousand-year-old school fall into their hands—if this was the case, they would become the worst principal in the school's history and be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Professor Ivan, please be accommodating."

Maxim and Karkaroff let go of all their pride, and their tone was full of humility: "As long as we can continue the Triwizard Tournament, let us do anything!"

"real?"

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows, his attitude was much more serious.

Although they were uncomfortable with his scrutinizing eyes, the two principals couldn't take care of so much anymore, and they were already very satisfied if they were able to accommodate, and they didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Zhou Qi took out two documents like magic, one for each person.