Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Alchemy?Or is it the first interpretation?

Wouldn’t that be just right for me, who has no idea about alchemy at all?

If I learn the technology of refining gold, I will have endless money to spend!

Ohm's thirst for knowledge was ignited in an instant. He reached out and took out the book, and couldn't wait to open it and read it.

A world called alchemy slowly unfolded before Ohm's eyes. He looked obsessively at every mysterious symbol and pattern, every magical metal and flame, every complex alchemical diagram and formula.

It is mentioned at the beginning of the book that the ultimate goal of alchemy is far more than just converting ordinary metals into gold, but it goes a step further, breaking away from the framework of real matter and starting to explore the crystallized substance called "spirit" , also known as the Philosopher's Stone, also known as the Philosopher's Stone.

So far, only the author of this book, Nico Flamel, has successfully refined an imperfect Philosopher's Stone, but it has been able to bring him a long life.

If the year of birth of the author Nicol Flamel was not marked incorrectly in the book, Ohm did a mental calculation and was shocked to find that this old man must be at least over 600 years old this year.

Through the Philosopher's Stone, Nicolas Flamel was able to extract the elixir of life, which allowed him and his wife to live from the fourteenth century until the present day in 1991.

What a powerful alchemical item this is. The existence of this old man represents the highest achievement of alchemy in the world.

Many of the runes introduced in this book have been seen by Ohm on the wand made by Mr. Ollivander. He remembers each one clearly, but they are not exactly consistent with the ones in the book. They should be Ollivander's. The result was Mr. Vander fine-tuning the runes to suit the personality of each wand.

The book also mentions that more than 1000 years ago, Godric Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts, used a technique that combined magic and swordsmanship.

When he duels with others, he often uses a magic wand and a sword in one hand. While releasing magic spells to protect himself, he rushes to the enemy and delivers a fatal blow with the sword.

Gryffindor's sword was made by goblins. It is not only extremely sharp and can easily cut through protective enchantments, but also absorbs all substances that can strengthen it. Unfortunately, the sword has been lost for a long time and is now completely missing.

Ohm immediately became interested. If this kind of fairy technology was used to forge a two-handed giant sword, wouldn't it be possible for it to grow continuously in battle?

Wait a minute... It seems that there is no scene that requires fighting now... Whatever!Anyway, as long as he's handsome, that's it!

Unfortunately, there was very little mention of goblin forging technology in the book, only a few words were mentioned in one stroke, which made Ohm feel itchy.

He put the book "Alchemy First" under his arm and searched among the bookshelves, wondering if there was a forging book about goblins that would appear on the bookshelves.

But the fact is no!

The most books about goblins tell how they planned a rebellion, how cruel they were to humans, how greedy and treacherous their nature is, and there is not a single word about the unique forging technology of their race.

On the contrary, Ohm found many blacksmithing books about wizards. He wrote down the titles and locations of these books on the bookshelf, and planned to read them after reading "A Preliminary Introduction to Alchemy".

Don't let your thirst for knowledge turn into an infinite greed.

Sister Malika often taught Ohm about biting off more than she can chew, and he later used it to teach Larcade not to put too much into his mouth at once.

When Ohm returned to his position holding the book, he found that Harry and Hermione had also returned with the books they were interested in.Harry was flipping through a biography of the Quidditch team with gusto, and Hermione was reading "Restrictions on the Reasonable Use of Magic by Minors" officially published by the Ministry of Magic, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Without disturbing them, Ohm read "First Interpretation of Alchemy" page by page. This ancient skill became easy to understand in the compiler's description. A large number of proper nouns in ancient Hebrew were annotated and labeled in English. explain.

Obviously Nico Flamel wrote this book with the goal of allowing as many people as possible to learn alchemy without any barriers. He even recommended a series of book lists in it that can mutually confirm the knowledge in this book. , and each has its own preferred professional field.

Ohm copied the title of the book about magical metal smelting mentioned in the book onto his parchment, intending to save it for reading later.

Whenever a person is immersed in something, time passes quickly. If Harry hadn't accidentally looked up at the clock on the wall, the three of them would have been late for class in the afternoon.

Ohm borrowed "Alchemy" from the library, held it in his arms along with his own books, ran all the way, and entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom as the bell rang for class.

As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of garlic rushed straight to the door. Ohm's tears spewed out like a faucet with a valve turned on. His throat felt burning from taking a breath of the air in the classroom. feel.

It's outrageous. This classroom can be called a vampire's torture chamber. Even normal people can't resist such a spicy and pungent smell.

"Mr. Messiah, I'm glad that you're here. Find a seat and sit down." Professor Quirrell on the podium had a big and thick purple Sikko wrapped around his head. The tribal turban made his head look many times larger than it actually was.

He seemed to enjoy the smell in the classroom, and Ohm could clearly see the relaxed look in Professor Quirrell's eyes. Either this guy liked garlic to the point of going crazy, or this smell could hide some of his secrets.

But Ohm's brain was roasted by the smell of garlic and had no extra space to think about this. He rushed to the back row of the classroom as if to escape, because he saw a man with a covered head waving to him.

When he got closer, Ohm recognized the person with her head covered tightly by the color of her eyes as Fiorina. She took off her robe and wrapped it around her face, and tied her sleeves with a big bow on her head. .

Even the little eagles and badgers around her began to imitate her, taking off their robes and gesticulating on their heads, their eyes were all red from the smell of garlic, and their faces were filled with tears.

Ohm sat next to her, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, barely surviving the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"I suspect this is also a form of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Ohm said angrily to Fiorina: "As long as my smell is annoying enough, no one will try to harm me."

Fiorina wiped away tears, her eyes red, and said: "We even have to stay here for an hour and a half! When get out of class is over, I will write a letter to my dad and ask him to send two gas masks."

Soon, it turned out that compared to the bad smell in the classroom, Professor Quirrell's teaching level was superior.

He was reading exactly from the textbook, and he was still using his stuttering and unclear voice, which made Ohm very annoyed, especially after Professor Flitwick improved his spell-casting habits, Quirrell felt that The professor taught absolutely nothing worthy of praise.

Fiorina was in even greater pain. She was made drowsy by Professor Quirrell's slow and unclear voice, and was forced awake by the pungent smell of garlic in the classroom. She was repeatedly in the two states. swing.

The little eagle and the little badgers initially tried to open the window to save themselves. After repeated attempts to no avail, they could only accept the fact that they were about to be pickled.

It wasn't until Hufflepuff Hannah Abbott asked Professor Quirrell where he got his scarf that the little ones came to life.

Professor Quirrell stammered that it was a gift from an African prince to thank him for helping drive away the resurrected zombies.But when the little wizards asked him to talk about the process, he blushed, slurred, his eyes wandered, and talked about the weather.

For a moment, the classroom was filled with joy. The little eagle and the little badgers joked: "Professor Quirrell, could you have made up a story to deceive us little wizards?"

Quirrell stammered in defense: "How can reading-reading-scholarship be called cheating?"

Ohm couldn't believe it. Why would Professor Dumbledore choose such a idiot to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?Was it because Quirrell could supply the kitchen with more garlic than could be used for centuries?

During the rest of the class, Ohm and Fiorina kept reading "Alchemy" that he borrowed from the library. As soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed out of the classroom impatiently.

"Sniff, sniff - wuwuwuwu, the clothes on my body smell of garlic." Fiorina sniffed her top and said with a sad face.

"Hufufu... I feel like I will never want to eat garlic again in my life..." Om breathed heavily, and the air outside suddenly became so sweet. He said to Fiorina: "Let's go outside the castle Let’s take a walk? Let’s take a breath away, and take a look at Hagrid by the way.”