Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 4 Diagon Alley

Leaving aside the suddenly air-conditioned principal's office, William came to the door of Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor of the castle along the magic staircase that moved by itself.

Panting.

"You can always remind me."

William looked at Phoenix Fox full of resentment.

It's only a few floors away, but at this moment he feels as tired as climbing a mountain - although in a sense, he is indeed not much different from climbing a mountain.

Magic stairs have been known to move constantly.

Phoenixes can fly.

But he, William, can't fly!
No wand at hand!
He has very good reasons to suspect that Fox, the flying turkey, has been deliberately misleading him, making him keep stepping on the wrong stairs.

Noticing the look in William's eyes, Fenghuang raised his head proudly.

"I will arrange it for you sooner or later."

William thought, knocking on the office door.

"Please come in."

A calm female voice came from inside.

William opened the office door.

Professor McGonagall's office is different from the principal's office, which has a large space but is inexplicably crowded. Everything here is arranged in an orderly manner.

What caught the eye directly were two orange high-back sofas with a large fireplace in the middle.

Through the large French windows, William could see the Quidditch field outside.

Professor McGonagall, dressed in a dark green wizard robe and a Scottish plaid shirt, sat behind a long table in the corner of the room, quietly reading a document.

"you are?"

Professor McGonagall looked up and saw William raised his eyebrows.

Before he could answer, Phoenix had landed lightly on her shoulder, handed the note to her, and picked and picked from the small plate on the desk, picking out some favorite dried fruits.

William introduced himself and was directed to sit on a bench.

"Professor Dumbledore mentioned that you need to go to Diagon Alley to purchase textbooks and other things needed for the start of school. Let me have a look at your book list."

Professor McGonagall took the book list and looked through it carefully.

"He has chosen the protection of magical creatures and ancient runes as two electives for you. You know that at Hogwarts, students are required to choose electives, right?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall," William replied.

Not only have I learned about it in movies and novels, but in Ilvermorny, students above the third grade are also required to choose elective courses that they are interested in.

He originally planned to choose divination and Muggle studies, which were relatively simple and easily confused, but he didn't expect that Dumbledore had already made a decision for him.

Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction and said:

"If you have no other questions, I think we'd better go as soon as possible. Picking a wand that fits your hand is never easy."

"Of course, Professor."

William couldn't wait to answer.

"Come with me, Mr. Buffalo."

Professor McGonagall stood up skillfully, walked towards the door, and said as he walked:
"In Hogwarts Castle, all teleportation magic, including Floo powder and Apparition, is forbidden. We need to go to Hogsmeade first, and then go to Diagon Alley through Apparation."

Her steps were fast, and even William, who was considered tall for his age, had to trot to keep up with her.

"I understand that you are from America. If you have any questions, you can ask me on the way. But please remember that Hogwarts is not the same as Ilvermorny. We will never teach Students use black magic and certain...dangerous behavior is not tolerated."

Professor McGonagall said in a very serious tone, and paused for a moment when he mentioned the "dangerous" behavior-in a sense, Ilvermorny in North America is "notorious" in the entire wizarding world.

"Of course, Professor McGonagall."

William nodded helplessly.

When he first entered Ilvermorny, he was once shocked by the madness of this school.

Like Hogwarts, Ilvermorny offers Defense Against the Dark Arts as a compulsory course, but it takes the path of "fighting poison with poison". The school textbook "The Magic of Charwick" records many of the dark arts. spell.

Students are even asked to master them.

"Professor, I just want to ask, what is the Ancient Runes course about?"

Following Professor McGonagall, William, who had passed through the hall, suddenly thought of this question.He only remembered that Hermione seemed to have taken this course, and seemed to have to take a lot of troublesome translation sentences.

Ilvermorny does not have this class.

For Native Americans, English itself was already an ancient runic language.Of course, mathematics is much the same for the British.

"Ancient runes. I don't know if Ilvermorny mentioned them, but magical words are the basis of spells. Many current spells are written in Latin, like Incendio, which is "With the help of fire" means."

Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, as if considering how to explain.

"Inventing spells is a very dangerous process full of unknowns. Except for Gringotts' professional spell breakers and some alchemists, very few people are engaged in this kind of work.

And the ancient rune studies are those words that have been almost lost in the past, but have magic power, to translate...and if possible, to use them. "

Before they knew it, they could already see the gate of the castle not far away.

"Of course, there are many characters that are considered to have magical powers, such as the sacred characters of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs, the runes of the Vikings, and the cuneiform characters carved on clay tablets. Professor Babling will explain it to you."

Professor McGonagall stopped suddenly, quietly waiting for Filch, the manager of the castle, to open the door.

"Thank you, Argus."

She nodded her thanks to the administrator, led William out of the school gate, and stood on the side open space.

"Hold my hand, Mr. Buffalo, I hope you have experienced the entourage manifest. But if you haven't, you may feel a little sick and dizzy later, but under no circumstances should you let go."

Professor McGonagall took off the glove on his left hand and reached for William.Even after confirming that he was holding it firmly, she still gave serious instructions.

"Disapparation"

After chanting a spell, Professor McGonagall quickly swung his wand diagonally.

"puff."

There seemed to be a light sound of bubbles breaking in his ears, but when William recalled it, he felt that it was just a momentary illusion.The world in front of him suddenly went dark, as if someone had forcibly closed his eyelids, and he felt a slight squeeze all over his body.

——He was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't feel as uncomfortable as Professor McGonagall said.

In the next instant, light suddenly appeared.

"Gypsy witch's amulet, buy one for the child! Protect her beautiful neck!"

"Standard Charms: Advanced is reprinted for the first time in 40 years! Editor Miranda Gosack is here! Welcome to Lihen Bookstore!"

"Introducing the Nimbus 2000! Quidditch Boutique! Limited Signature Chudley Cannons!"

"Fred, no, it's still George, damn it! Give me back the prefect badge!"

The noisy voices poured into William's ears like sea waves, and bustling people wearing all kinds of wizard robes appeared like magic.Although there seems to be some strange content mixed in, it doesn't matter.

William found that at this moment he was standing in front of a crooked pure white two-story building, facing a shiny bronze gate, and two goblins in scarlet and gold uniforms were bowing respectfully to him.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley."

Professor McGonagall smiled and patted William on the shoulder.

　Thanks for the vote.

　　


(End of this chapter)