Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

There is a spiral staircase on the third floor that leads directly to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Stone had seen it before, but this was his first time climbing this staircase. In terms of riding experience, it was like an elevator. It's slower than an elevator, but it rotates, so it looks much more advanced.

The scenery in the principal's office is very open, with round floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a panoramic view of the entire Hogwarts. There are many shelves behind the desk, filled with books and various curios, including the Sorting Hat that Stone wants to take apart and take a look at.

Dumbledore sat behind the desk and called Stone to sit on the chair opposite:

"Pumpkin juice? Or tea?"

"It will be all right."

"Pumpkin juice, then."

As he spoke, Dumbledore tapped the table lightly, and two teacups flew in front of them. The next moment, the teapot floated up, and the cups were filled with pumpkin juice.

After taking a sip of pumpkin juice, Dumbledore asked:

"I heard that you asked Hagrid something. Can you tell me what you know?"

I'm coming. Stone thought.

He knew that Dumbledore would not invite him to tea for no reason, but he didn't expect that as soon as he left, Hagrid would reveal the matter to Dumbledore.

It's just... is it necessary to alert the principal about this kind of thing?

"Some campus past events," Stone said, carefully considering the most objective words: "Just...the triangle relationship between Snape and Harry's parents."

"only these?"

"Yes." Stone blinked, "Looking at your tone...could there be something hidden in this?"

Hearing this, Dumbledore took a deep look at Stone. And deep down inside I already sighed.

Just now, Hagrid ran over in a hurry, saying that Stone knew Snape's secret, and asked him what he revealed, but he hesitated and couldn't tell clearly.

So he went to specifically block Stone.

Now think about it, how could Hagrid know the real secret between Snape and Harry's family?

"you......"

"I understand, I understand!" Before Dumbledore could speak, Stone took the lead and said, "I already know what I want to know. As for whether or not there is a hidden secret, it has nothing to do with me."

"Haha - you are smart." Dumbledore secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "What about the others?"

"You mean Professor Quirrell?" Stone thought for a moment, "I think you can also see that there is something wrong with Professor Quirrell - not his spirit, but his behavior."

"Well, obviously," said Dumbledore.

"Emm... do you know why he acted so obviously?" Stone gave up.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "You tell me."

"I feel like he is asking for help." Stone gave his own conclusion, "We tentatively assume that there is something hidden in the school, and the person who wants to steal it is Quirrell, so there is no problem with him showing cowardice and incompetence. , but the problem is that what he did was too obvious, and it felt like he deliberately sent out a signal."

"Huh -" Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe what you said is right, but those who are willing to associate with the devil are already hopeless from the beginning."

"Understood." Stone nodded, "Then can I understand that you are fishing, using the thing hidden in the school to catch the devil in your mouth?"

"A very subtle metaphor." Dumbledore smiled, acknowledging Stone's words in disguise.

"Okay, I understand." Stone rubbed the tea cup in his hand, "Then may I ask if you have any corresponding plans for Harry Potter's behavior?"

"Huh?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, "Didn't you say last time that there was no dispute between you and Harry? Are you concerned about him now?"

"..." Stone rolled his eyes, "Who cares about him? It's mainly because my friend is hanging out with him. I have to think about her."

"Hahahaha." Dumbledore smiled, "I will not interfere with them, let Harry grow up on his own."

"I understand." Stone drank all the pumpkin juice in his teacup. "That's the only thing you came to see me for, right? If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute." Dumbledore tapped the table again, "There is one more thing. I originally wanted to tell you before the holiday, but since you are here, I will tell you directly."

The teapot flew back to the tea tray, and Dumbledore opened the drawer and took out a letter. The envelope read in gilded letters:

【International Youth Alchemy Exchange Competition】

"What do you mean?" Stone took the envelope, "Are you going to let me participate in the alchemy competition?"

"Yes."

"But, I haven't been exposed to alchemy for less than half a year."

"What does it matter if the time is short? Isn't the level enough?"

"Am I good enough?" Stone asked rhetorically.

He was really curious. There is no alchemy as a subject at Hogwarts. He wanted to compare his abilities horizontally but could not find any peers. Among the people he knew, Hermione was the only one who was interested in alchemy, but she was a fool in this subject... .

"Of course, I have a piece of the [Shock Helm] carved by you, and I have also checked your projector."

"..." The corners of Stone's mouth twitched.

Forget it, it's not surprising that the confidentiality measures regarding the projector were a complete failure. Dumbledore was the principal, so it wasn't easy to get up close and personal with it.

Seeing Stone's expression, Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Regarding [The Rudder of Shock], although it is in the book, it will take at least a year for students who are new to it to fully carve it out, and that is under the guidance of a teacher."

"There are also those two gold plates. Although you may be trying to reduce the physical burden, using multiple talismans to construct an even-numbered talisman is a very profound skill. It requires the alchemist to clearly understand the meaning and function of all the runes. It also needs to be accurately depicted. Many alchemists will never be able to understand it in their lifetime, let alone implement it."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Stone scratched his hair, "Am I so powerful?"

"If you didn't have this ability, would I let you participate in this competition?" Dumbledore said, "The British wizarding world represented by Hogwarts has not participated in this competition for nearly a hundred years, and the last For once, we were champions.”

"So, the last time was...?" Stone had a premonition and asked tentatively.

"Of course it is me."

"..." Stone gave a thumbs up, "It's really yours. You went around in such a big circle just to praise yourself, right?"

"Haha - anyway, you can open the envelope and take a look before deciding."

"Okay." Stone opened the envelope.