I’m Really An Alchemist

Sunday.

Hogwarts is immersed in the holidays, and such a section of students are waiting for the Daily Prophet, and they can't wait to see what is going on outside the paper to prove that they are right.

Then, the new Daily Prophet came into their hands.

The students who were deducted with negative marks read the newspaper over and over dozens of times, and the expressions on their faces ranged from smug to panic to despair.

"It's impossible not, why not!"

The senior boy clutching the newspaper frantically shredded it. Beside him, there were seven or eight terrified students, most of them in the sixth and seventh grades.

"What if there is no college branch?"

someone asked tremblingly.

Finally, someone recalled the reform regulations that they once dismissed, and answered with the same trembling: "For example, if the school score is lower than the average, Hogwarts has the right to expel the student!"

Expulsion from school...

Everyone's face turned pale, and they only felt that their chests were stuffy, and the world was spinning.

The older you are, the more disgusted you are with Slytherin's innovations, but the younger ones are obediently abiding by the rules.

These seniors who were deducted as negative numbers are approaching graduation. If they are expelled at this time, seven years of hard work will be turned into water.

In the morning self-study on Monday, Slytherin achieved full attendance for the first time.

The red-faced seniors sat in the back row of the classroom, watching others immersed in their self-study in discomfort. They even threw away their books, so what about learning?

Tom Riddle entered the classroom.

He glanced at the students in the classroom, and instead of doing the usual roll call, he threw the book on the table and said.

"I know you wrote to your family, informing about the changes at Hogwarts, and trying to force Hogwarts to return to normal."

Tom Riddle half-smiled.

The students in the classroom lowered their heads unconsciously and dared not raise their heads to look at each other.

"It doesn't matter." He continued: "You did not violate the rules by writing letters. This is a reasonable thing. On the first of every month, you have the opportunity to write a letter to change all this."

"but-"

Tom Riddle increased his tone, and the temperature in the study room suddenly rose.

The former Dark Lord's eyes turned into golden vertical dragon pupils, and he jumped behind him and spread out his gray dragon wings.

"Until you change my rules back, my rules are the truth of Slytherin, and there is no place for reason!"

The students were silent, staring at the professor on the podium.

They felt the coercion of the upper race.

The majestic and mysterious golden eyes seemed to be imprinted in everyone's mind, stimulating their souls, making them scream in their hearts, but their bodies could not move.

Tom Riddle returned to his dragon state, and the rising temperature dropped again. The students only felt that the pressure disappeared in an instant, and some vulnerable students were already screaming belatedly.

There are also students slumped on their chairs, breathing quickly.

"This is the power you despise." Tom Riddle said calmly after waiting for everyone to recover: "The arcane system - bloodline magic, this will be the power I will teach you."

"You see it as a beast of a flood, and as inferior magic, but I can tell you clearly that the arcane has left the magic that you are proud of far behind!"

He picked up the chalk and explained on the blackboard.

"Meditation is the first step in arcane magic."

"It can improve your spiritual power. I believe that you should be able to experience the meditation last week!"

The students in the seats nodded subconsciously.

Their spiritual power is higher than that of ordinary people, and they can easily find a state of meditation. After meditation, they can feel the growth of their spiritual power and their control over magic power.

"When the spiritual power reaches ten points, we call it a wizard apprentice. The feature of this step is that the spiritual power triggers the magic material and releases the magic."

Tom Riddle wrote the words "Sorcerer's Apprentice" and turned sideways, half-smiling.

"Of course, wizard apprentices are the standard set for Muggles, and our natural spiritual power is higher than Muggles!"

The crowd was a little complacent.

Wizards are still better than Muggles!

The former Dark Lord continued to write.

"The next step is the first-level arcanist. The conditions for reaching this step are fifteen points of mental power, constructing a transformation model, and an arcanist who initially constructs a transformation model has a magic power level equivalent to the second grade."

"But if the second graders fight against the first-ring arcanists, they will definitely win the second grade." Tom Riddle said: "Their magic power is limited, and even learning magic is more difficult than us. It is necessary to analyze the principles of magic and understand the spell model. ."

"But we can hang them on the tree just by waving the wand!"

Laughter erupted in the classroom.

Draco didn't laugh, he listened to Tom's story attentively, but amid the students' hilarious laughter, the corners of Tom Riddle's mouth drew a mocking arc.

"Do you think that arcanists are inherently weaker than wizards and useless at all?"

The students gradually lost their laughter and looked at each other.

Is not it?

They can't even beat the second grade!

"The dividing line between a first-level arcanist and a second-level arcanist lies in the spell model." Tom Riddle lowered his eyes and wrote the word spell model on the blackboard:

"Three is quantitative change and nine is qualitative change. For every three spell models constructed, the soul will sublime and affect the body."

He knocked on the table and said, "When an arcanist constructs three spell models, there will be two hundred years of life, eighty years of puberty, six spell models, four hundred years of life, and one hundred and fifty years of puberty, Nine spell models, six hundred years of life, two hundred and eighty years of puberty."

Immortality and eternal youth are everyone's dreams.

Even wizards are no exception.

After Tom Riddle said this, he paused for a while. The classroom was full of suppressed breaths, and all the students suppressed their breathing, unbelievable.

They wanted to refute this, but didn't know how to say it.

Except for the deceased alchemist Nicole Lemay, there has never been a true immortal wizard in the world. Even the legendary wizard Merlin, the four founders of Hogwarts, could not escape death.

Voldemort split his soul in pursuit of immortality.

The fundamental meaning of Death Eaters is to conquer death.

Most of Slytherin's students are pure-blood wizards, and they all understand the wizard's pursuit of immortality, but now - the Muggle magic they despise, it's easy to do what wizards dream of.

They don't want to believe it.

But I hope it's true.

The contempt of chasing arcane magic is intertwined with the desire for longevity, which makes her mood extremely complicated.

"Do you think Dumbledore is powerful?"

Tom Riddle asked again.

Of course powerful!

No one would question Dumbledore's power and majesty, defeating two Dark Lords, and being hailed as the greatest white wizard.

"Do you think it is possible for you to surpass Dumbledore?"

The former Dark Lord looked down on the crowd.

The students looked at each other, no one dared to answer, surpassing Dumbledore—even if it was a dream, it would be amazing to be able to catch up with him.

"The Arcanist that you despise, when he constructs nine spell models and achieves a qualitative change, is enough to rival Dumbledore, both in terms of magic power and control over magic!"

Tom Riddle dropped another bombshell.

The students in the classroom opened their eyes in shock.

"impossible!"

The students in the back row of the classroom were hysterical: "How can poor Muggle magic surpass us, how can it catch up with Dumbledore!"

If this is true.

That wizard magic is no longer superior in the face of arcane arts, and this is something they are absolutely unwilling to admit.

Chapter 460 Chapter 101 The Beginning of the Pure Blood Family Reform

"Doubt is the driving force behind scientific development."

Tom Riddle smiled lightly: "But no-brainer questioning, that is to raise the bar! Whether arcane magic is so powerful, this requires you to observe, practice, and prove it, rather than empty words here!"

The noisy classroom suddenly quieted down.

They finally recalled another thing. The professor on the stage was not an ordinary wizard who let them doubt and satirize, but the second Dark Lord who brought fear and death to the magical world.

"Constructing nine spell models, the soul devours a lot of magic power, falls from an illusory state to a semi-illusory state, and the pineal gland between the eyebrows will also be developed into a spiritual space."

Tom Riddle glanced at the honest student and continued to explain.

"This stage is defined by us as a three-ring arcanist."

He picked up the chalk and wrote two unfamiliar words, soul spar and spiritual space, on the blackboard, explaining the condition of the spiritual space.

The students were perplexed, because they belonged to the magic side, but what the former Dark Lord said seemed like a fantasy to them.

The nine spell models and conversion models constructed above will perfect the rules of the spiritual space.

In the spiritual space, arcane wizards are the gods of the self. They can define the concept of self-space arbitrarily. Continuing to construct the spell model will make the spiritual space expand simultaneously, and make the soul spar closer to the real thing.

Until the construction of thirty-six spell models.

Thirty-six spell models are the standard for a fourth-level arcanist.

"When we constructed thirty-six spell models, the soul crystal was only one step away from materialization." Tom Riddle unknowingly replaced the personal pronoun with us.

The student who was disdainful of arcane arts was also immersed in his narration, and he assumed the role of an arcanist himself.

What happens when you construct thirty-six spell models?

What happens after the soul crystal materializes?

The students in the classroom held their breath and stared at the young professor on the stage.

Under the circumstances of this appetite, Tom Riddle patted the book, and at the same time, the bell for early self-study rang.

"Okay, it's time to end the get out of class!"

He sorted out his books and prepared to leave.

The classroom was full of ghosts and wolves and pleadings. The students were like readers who read the climax of the online article, but the author suddenly broke the chapter. Their heads were full of question marks, and they wanted to send hundreds of blades.

"You really want to know?"

Tom Riddle walked to the door, listened to the pleadings in the classroom, turned his head, and the students nodded in unison.

He went to the podium again.

"There's nothing to say next. Although there is only one line to materialize the soul, this line is longer than the Severn River. The closer the soul is to materialization, the less our body can take over the soul."

The students were in an uproar.

"The body can't take over the soul. Is it such an exaggeration?"

"Isn't this a dead end? Soul materialization can never be reversed!"

"I just got a little interested in arcane magic, that's all, that's it?"

Tom Riddle coughed twice, causing the students to focus on him again.

"You haven't even stepped into the threshold of arcane magic. It's too early for me to talk about this with you, but I've already said this, and I should tell you the way ahead, so that you don't think about it."

He paused.

"The soul is materialized, and the body can't take it. Originally, this was a dead end. But with the combined efforts of me, Professor Ivan, and Professor Snape, this solid wall was broken through."

"This leads to three very different paths - the path of blood magic, taught by me, that digs deep into the blood of wizards; the path of necromancy, pioneered by Professor Snape, who abandons the body and majors in the soul; Professor Fan created a way to make the body extraordinary and take over the soul of the soul."

"Before you complete your mathematical, physical and chemical knowledge and construct a conversion model, you will decide for yourself which way you should go!"

Tom Riddle patted the book and added.