I’m Really An Alchemist

The diplomatic ambassador's smile was wider and more enthusiastic.

"Can you introduce Mr. Ivan to me and express my respect to Mr. President. America has a better environment for him to study magic!"

"Excuse me."

The Prime Minister interrupted him and said, "Mr. Ivan is now the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hogwarts is protected by magic. Ordinary people can't find it, let alone find Mr. Ivan!"

The ambassador frowned.

No wonder....

The Central Intelligence Agency searched Zhou Qi's information, contacts, and connections, but couldn't find where the magic school was.

"We respect Mr. Ivan very much." The Prime Minister said helplessly: "He is also a frequent visitor to Her Majesty the Queen. As for the arcane techniques that Mr. President mentioned, it is a unique technology of Mr. Ivan, and even Britain does not have this technology. Technology, let alone sharing.”

"Really?"

The diplomatic ambassador made some rude questions.

The Prime Minister nodded earnestly.

The fact is not much different. Britain has invested in arcane magic, but so far, no results have been obtained. It is said that it is not bad without this technology.

As for America's attitude...

In the era in front of us, it's really normal.

It was only a few years after the disintegration of the Soviet Union, and the Far East had not yet reached its rise. 1994 was the real era of one superpower and many superpowers.

"Mr. Major, I hope you don't deceive us." The diplomatic ambassador lowered his voice and said, "Mr. President needs arcane magic very much, and is even willing to study with your country. Mr. Major, please help us to obtain arcane magic!"

Better to leave Mr. Ivan to us.

He didn't say this, but the Prime Minister understood it.

The Prime Minister's expression changed slightly, looking at the man in front of him, he could only say, "Please allow me to go back and discuss."

"certainly."

The diplomatic ambassador sat back again with a smile on his face, as if the threat just now didn't exist, he picked up the black tea and took a sip.

"Don't make us wait too fast."

PS: Thank you for Xuanyuan Huayu's blade, thank you for SCP-096's blade, thank you for the blade of Unparalleled Howl, thank you for the blade of the dream-like Illusion Chaser, and thank you for the greedy, maddened and suspicious salted fish stab

This chapter has some card texts, it's only good until now

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Chapter 472 Chapter 113 Knight Potion

Buckingham Palace.

At the secret meeting, the cabinet members were silent and the atmosphere was dull.

The queen leaned back on the soft chair, looking graceful and luxurious, but her brows were furrowed, worrying about this matter.

"Mr. Ivan is not only a famous musician, but also a Viscount of Britain." She spoke slowly, but her tone was firm: "If you hand over Mr. Ivan like this, what's the state of the country?"

The cabinet members looked at each other and sighed in their hearts.

A noble lord is always an inescapable threshold.

Britain retains a constitutional monarchy and traditional aristocracy, which is different from a purely capitalist country like America, where the royal family is higher than the aristocracy and higher than the capitalists.

If America just pressed, Britain would hand over the nobles.

Tomorrow the nobles of Britain will have to fry their hair.

This has nothing to do with the gap in national strength, but the face of the nobles.

"Your Majesty."

The Prime Minister knew that it was time to take the blame again. He stood up and said respectfully, "What President Clinton needs is the arcane art created by Viscount Ivan. See if you can contact him. We only hand over the arcane art materials."

This was the most suitable method he could think of.

Since America is sharing the name of arcane research, it must also divide some benefits to Britain. Whether it is economy or technology, it is an opportunity for Britain.

The Prime Minister is not a royal family. His first consideration is the country. As for the honor of the aristocrats, that should be in the back row.

The Queen knows this too.

She was silent for a long time, and glanced at the expressions of the cabinet members. They were all old foxes. They hid their inner thoughts in their hearts, but they could see a few minutes from their eyes.

In all fairness, the queen did not want to force Zhou Qi to hand over arcane magic.

After all, his relationship with the royal family is extraordinary, and he has a great influence among the nobles.

But she didn't dare to easily use the royal power to refute the cabinet's decision-making. Although she had this power, every time she used it, it pushed the constitutional monarchy one step closer to the end.

"I have an objection."

Seeing that the Queen was wandering, there were different remarks at the meeting.

Queen Elizabeth II breathed a sigh of relief, and the Prime Minister hurriedly looked over. A young man stood up at the round table meeting.

Tommy Knicks, a rising political star from a bloodbath in Birmingham.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Major."

Tommy is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his attitude is calm: "Now the magical world has appeared in the human world, and the arcane art created by Viscount Ivan is a new system that integrates magic and science. Whoever masters the arcane in the future can master the future. New Era."

"Viscount Ivan is a treasure in Britain. If we hand over the arcane arts he created like this, will it arouse his disgust?"

Tommy looked around, everyone lost their thoughts.

"America has no one to control, and if it masters arcane magic, we won't be able to catch up." Tommy said with awe: "Who can take this responsibility?"

The Prime Minister was a little dissatisfied: "Mr. Nicks, the future is important, but the present is equally important. America is eyeing it. If we don't agree to its conditions, who can bear the consequences?"

After the fall of the Soviet Union, America at this time was a real hegemony.

One turn of an aircraft carrier in the Pacific Ocean can make the European stock market plunge.

"Mr. Major, I'm a diplomat." Tommy bowed and said, "I will take care of the international game. If it's really out of control, it's not too late to go back to the previous proposal?"

The Prime Minister paused and glanced at the Queen without a trace.

Although the Queen has no expression, her body posture is already inclined towards this proposal. He can only sigh in his heart and agree to this proposal.

The cabinet also quickly voted that Tommy Nix should deal with the American diplomat. At the same time, he contacted the Arcane Laboratory in New York to find a better solution during this buffer period.

After the meeting.

Tommy Nix left Buckingham Palace, but instead of returning to his home, he came to a private manor in London.

He walked into the manor with ease, and respectfully greeted the glamorous royal sister who was leaning on the sofa and yawning.

"Miss Medusa, is the master here?"

Medusa nodded to the study, her eyes drowsy.

Tommy hurriedly thanked him, not daring to be careless. Although Medusa looked drowsy and lethal, but if any strangers dared to approach this manor, it would not be as simple as driving them out.

He went into the study.

The dark wizard Dubois leaned on the chair, holding a book of analysis of black magic and flipping through it. He was not surprised by Tommy's arrival, and didn't even raise his head.

Tommy puts pressure on America to reveal everything about the Buckingham Palace secret meeting.

"I know."

Dubois flipped a page indifferently.

"You don't have to carry it for a long time. After a few days, it won't be able to trouble us."

Tommy became more and more respectful, leaned out of the study, said hello to Medusa, who was already sound asleep, and left confidently.

With the words of the master, there is an army of millions.

.....

Lucius held his sword and staff, slightly lifted his hat, and looked at the building in front of him.

The white tower with a strong Athenian style, with elegant and extravagant gold embellished on the edge, stands in the hazy mist.

Outside the fine cast iron gate, stood two strong and fierce giants.

There are only a few organizations that can invite giants who do not go out as security guards, and the White Tower in front of them is the uncrowned king who controls the economic context of the magical world - Gringotts.

"Mr. Malfoy."

The iron door opened, and the elegant fairy walked out, bowing.

"The Presbyterian Church is already waiting inside, please come with me."

Lucius nodded coldly and followed the goblin into the Gringotts headquarters. This building hidden in the forest of the secret realm has rarely been visited by human wizards since ancient times.

The coins of the magical world are made from here and shipped to the world.

It is also a place of real wealth.

This secret forest is equipped with extremely deep and ancient magic. Any race except goblins will lose relevant memories after leaving this forest, not to mention that there are various 5X dangerous level magical animals guarding it.

A pure-blood family like Lucius can only be regarded as a younger brother in front of Gringotts.

Walking into the tower, a group of human wizards in black robes walked towards them.

"Ah...."

When the human wizard approached Lucius, he stopped and smiled sarcastically.

"Isn't this the Malfoy family owner?"

Lucius also stopped, frowning and looking at the wizard opposite, his pupils narrowed.

He knew all these wizards.

Death Eaters.

"Mr. Malfoy is a guest invited by the Presbyterian Church." The goblin who led the way for Lucius explained humbly.

"Humph!"

The Death Eater snorted coldly, raised his head, wiped Lucius' shoulder and left.

"I made you laugh."

The demon delicately apologizes.

Lucius continued to follow it forward, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, the magical world was exposed, and the non-disclosure agreement was over. Even Gringotts couldn't bear it anymore and planned to shoot.

He came to a dark room.

The room is very empty, but the light is very weak, so weak that you can only see three meters in front of you.

Lucius raised his head, just as far as he could see, there were several blurred figures sitting.

"Patriarch Malfoy." The goblin's unique tone came out: "Welcome to Gringotts!"

Snapped!

The light suddenly brightened.

It was a golden light, a light that symbolized treasure.

Beside Lucius, there was a small hillside piled up with golden ridges, which was as high as two people. The gold coins fell down like flowing water and stopped at his feet.

"Guru!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still swallowed subconsciously when he saw this mountain of gold coins.

"500,000 gold Galleons." The still vague goblin said, "This is provided by Gringotts to the Malfoy family. In addition, there are political allies of Gringotts, who can also be yours. help."

Lucius tried his best to look away from the mountain of gold coins.

"The Golden Galleon provided by Gringotts is not so easy to get, right?" He looked at the blurry shadow in the distance and said solemnly, "What do you need me to do?"

"Do what you should do."

The goblin's voice did not fluctuate: "Don't you pure-blood families want to control the British peninsula and reclaim power, do whatever you want—"