I’m Really An Alchemist

Little Crouch sneered: "He used an invisibility cloak to keep me at home for thirteen years, that's how I came here!"

Twinkle didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the doorbell broke the awkward air.

It put down the plate in relief, flew to the entrance, opened the door, the smile suddenly stopped, and its big eyes were full of vigilance and rejection.

The dark wizard it hates the most is standing outside the door.

Last time, it was these dark wizards who sneaked into the house quietly, which caused the conflict between the young master and the master.

"Mr. Crouch!"

The Death Eater took off his hood and said sternly, "Why didn't the Triwizard Tournament take place, please give us a reasonable explanation!"

Little Crouch sneered: "Why not hold it, you have to ask Karkaroff and Maxim!"

Another Death Eater spoke hesitantly.

"What's wrong, Mr. Crouch." He lowered his voice: "Don't you want Lord Dark Lord to return?"

"Of course I want to!"

Little Crouch raised the volume appropriately.

Then, he explained why the Triwizard Tournament was quiet.

The Death Eaters were shocked.

did not expect....

I didn't expect this Muggle professor to have such great ambitions!

He also dared to think about the three-school alliance? !

"That's why the Triwizard Tournament has remained silent so far." Little Crouch picked up his coffee and took a sip, his eyes burning brightly: "Do you think I don't want to get close to Harry Potter and let the master return?"

The Death Eaters looked at each other.

For this, I really can't blame little Crouch. It's that hateful Muggle professor who used the authority of the acting principal to make an unrealistic treaty like the Three-School Alliance.

"Let's join Rakarkarov!"

Someone suggested.

He was immediately refuted by his companions.

"Karkaroff can't believe it, have you forgotten the freedom he gained by reporting us fourteen years ago?"

The Death Eaters are deadlocked.

They didn't trust Karkaroff at all, even in the previous two years when the Death Eaters were in the limelight, and when the European scuffle, Karkaroff had already fled when Voldemort occupied Durmstrang, until the end of last year. Stand up again and continue to be your own principal.

How can a guy on both sides of snakes and rats be trusted.

The front foot pulls in, and turns around and sells you!

The Death Eaters made all the efforts to bring the Dark Lord back, but they never thought that the sure-fire Triwizard Tournament would not be held. Originally, this match was set up in secret and wanted to surprise the magic world.

This is just great.

The magic world doesn't know this at all!

"Our common goal is to get close to Harry Potter, and to get close to Harry Potter, we must hold the Triwizard Tournament, which is our only chance to enter Hogwarts."

Little Crouch frowned in thought.

"As long as the master is returned, the three-school alliance will definitely break up." He looked at the Death Eaters: "But you can't tell other people about this."

The Death Eater nodded subconsciously.

"Muggle musicians have said to give Beauxbatons and Durmstrong time to think about it, but now it's September fourteenth, two weeks into the school year, and the two schools still haven't responded at all."

Little Crouch, who turned into a wise general, said.

"They must be unable to choose, and they are still pretending to be dead, then we will force them to make a choice!"

The next day.

The wizarding newspapers in the European magic world began to publish some anonymous articles. The content of the articles was roughly about Beauxbatons and Durmstrang as old-fashioned magic schools, but they were entangled with Death Eaters.

Another person described the identity of the former Death Eater of Principal Durmstrang from an ambiguous angle.

Most of the Death Eaters are from pure-blood families. Although they have been ridiculed at the moment, there is no shortage of social resources, contacts, and Jin Galleon. With the joint efforts of the Death Eaters, the European magic circle has gradually set off. A wave of criticism.

again,

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were pulled out to criticize and ridicule.

The two magic schools that had already fallen to the bottom of the valley have now become the target of public criticism. Looking around, they are full of people who have fallen into trouble. Even those who want to stand up and speak for them will be covered with a Death Eater accomplice. hat.

Under this atmosphere, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang remained silent, allowing others to point out.

The principals of the two schools wanted to be patient and allow time to resolve all this.

But other people can't stand the trend of society.

The professors of the two schools submitted their resignations one by one. Some students took the initiative to suspend their studies, and some were asked by their parents to write them back.

Don't stand up and say a few words.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang really only have signs left!

"Do you really want to accept the conditions of Hogwarts?"

Even Karkaroff, who was regarded as a Death Eater who was beaten by everyone, had never felt this aggrieved. Facing the swirling letters, he crossed his hands in his hair and was deeply distressed.

He has no choice.

Suddenly, the fireplace flashed blue flames.

Madame Maxime came out with a sad face.

The principal's offices of the two schools set up a private Floo network. The two often contacted to discuss the three-school alliance. They couldn't make a choice in the past two weeks. Choosing to play dead was also the result of the discussion.

But now, pretending to be dead won't solve the problem.

May change from pretending to be dead to being really dead.

"Promise the Three Schools Alliance, isn't that the same as delivering meat to his mouth?" Karkaroff was furious, but leaned back in his chair helplessly.

Maxim sighed deeply.

"Professor Ivan gave us the time to consider the time before Halloween. Before Halloween, we took our students to Hogwarts, hoping to suppress this trend. There are already students in Beauxbatons who have dropped out of school. I can't let the sign be dropped on I have it!"

Karkaroff bowed his head, unable to think of any way.

On the third day of the fermenting of public opinion, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang spoke together and led the senior students to Hogwarts for a year.

It's like it's a good fit.

At the same time as the two schools made their voices heard, the tone of the European magic circles underwent a major reversal.

"Hogwarts, since Hogwarts is involved, maybe we are too harsh on them."

"Since Hogwarts is willing to accept you, I hope you can seize this opportunity and stop making the same mistakes as before!"

"Bring the seniors to Hogwarts as a guest... Could it be the Triwizard Tournament?"

"The Triwizard Tournament, yes, historically, the Triwizard Tournament was held by the other two schools going to one for a year. Merlin's beard, that's a grand event that hasn't been held in hundreds of years!"

The wizards' conversation quickly turned to the Triwizard Tournament.

Newspapers also followed the trend and speculated on something serious.

The pressure on Beauxbatons and Durmstrang was finally removed, the professors stayed at the school with peace of mind, the students no longer asked for a suspension, and no one dared to put a hat on Hogwarts, fight against the Death Eaters, defeat the black The Demon King's Hogwarts wears a Death Eater hat. If Hogwarts doesn't refute the rumors, others will spray this person as a fool.

And Hogwarts also responded in the Daily Prophet, welcoming the arrival of the two schools, but never mentioning the Triwizard Tournament.

.....

Above the Black Lake, a wooden sailboat sailed.

On the deck stood curious teenagers and girls, wearing Beauxbatons school robes, looking towards the castle on the other side of the Black Lake.

"Professor Lefevre, you have been at Hogwarts for half a year, tell us what kind of person Professor Ivan is!" A girl asked the leading professor beside her.

It was a young blond witch.

She looked at the castle that was getting closer and closer, and there was a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

"Professor Ivan is a very talented person. I still can't forget the music he played.... I didn't expect that only two years later, he has become the acting principal!"

This witch was Cecilia Lefevre who fled to Hogwarts with Fleur Delacour two years ago to avoid the Death Eaters who occupied the French Ministry of Magic.

Nicole Lemay's niece.

She stayed at Hogwarts for half a year, and hid with relatives in England to avoid disaster. It was not until the death of the Death Eaters at the end of last year and the restoration of peace in the wizarding world that she returned to France, but did not continue to be an Auror of the Ministry of Magic. It was the devastated Beauxbatons who replaced the unyielding professor of Transfiguration.

The girl beside her swayed.

Professor Ivan.... This name is a legend in the magical world, and it has become the object of young girls' night conversation.

"Hogwarts not only has Professor Ivan, but there are more interesting things... Yes, there are arcane arts." Cecilia said: "I have seen arcane magic with my own eyes, I saw it two years ago. It's gone!"

The students on the deck exclaimed again.

Just when Cecilia was complacent, the half-veela Furong moved her body and moved away from her as if she was disgusted. Her bright eyes looked at the castle in front of her again.

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Under the castle, there were seven or eight people standing, led by Professor Ivan who had not changed in two years, and behind him was the professor at Hogwarts.

"Crack."

The sailboat docked.

Mrs. Maxime looked at such a solemn greeting with surprise on her face, but she sighed in her heart. She would rather not have these pomp and circumstance, she only hoped that Hogwarts could announce the events of the Triwizard Tournament.

"Mrs. Maxim." Zhou Qi saluted an ancient British salute to Maxim, who came here, with an elegant manner: "Welcome to the arrival of Beauxbatons, the dinner is ready, and Professor Karkaroff has arrived first. ."

The professors in the class smiled kindly and moved out of the way.

Maxim nodded with mixed emotions.

"Excuse me, Professor Ivan."

She was stepping forward, her body froze suddenly, her eyes widened, and she stared blankly at someone among the professors.

"Black, black, black..." She stammered incoherently.

Beauxbatons also had students looking at the professors, and saw Tom Riddle in the class professor, his scalp was numb and horrified, he wanted to scream, but was speechless.

What's more annoying is that,

Tom Riddle was unconscious, and showed a familiar smile to the boys and girls.

"what...."

Just when the first scream was brewing, Zhou Qi raised his hand and released a silencer magic, which eliminated the terrified screams of the Beauxbatons students.

"This is Tom Riddle, the new professor of dark magic at Hogwarts." Zhou Qimian was helpless: "I can understand what you are thinking, but trust me, he is not Voldemort."

Only then did Maxim come back to his senses.

If it was Voldemort, how could he teach at Hogwarts?

Zhou Qi was also very helpless. When meeting Durmstrang before, Karkaroff almost jumped into the Black Lake to escape when he saw Tom Riddle for the first time. The Durmstrang student almost knelt on his knees. On the ground to meet the Dark Lord.

In comparison, Beauxbatons' reaction is still in the normal category.

After Maxim's explanation, the students of Beauxbatons reluctantly accepted it, but kept away from Tom Riddle intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhou Qi also said hello to Cecilia and Furong, who had not seen each other for a long time and looked a little shy, and led them to the auditorium.

In the auditorium, the students of the four colleges were sitting in their original positions. Zhou Qi temporarily widened the auditorium and added two rows of seats, of which Durmstrang was already sitting.

Karkaroff's face was pale, and he had not recovered from the previous shock.

Durmstrang students frequently surveyed the environment of the auditorium and observed other students. Durmstrang is a magic school that teaches black magic and only recruits pure-blood families. Students naturally have the arrogance of pure-blood families.

They had no interest in the curious Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, and only Slytherin could make them meet.

But Slytherin sat at the dining table honestly and didn't respond to their greetings.

"What a nasty guy!"

Ron said to the people around him, "When they looked at us, their noses were all pointing to the ceiling. Why should we invite these people?"