Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

Stone doesn't have Axel's size and strength and can't swing a sledgehammer.

However, a power hammer doesn’t require strength either.

At the beginning, Stone was only responsible for releasing Li Fire, and Axel was responsible for controlling the meteorite and power hammer.

It didn't take long for him to feel a little uncomfortable - their posture was... too awkward.

So, he took over Axel's work, holding the wand in one hand, controlling the meteorite under the power hammer with the other hand, supporting it with one foot, and stepping on the pedal with the other.

It's still a little awkward, but it's much more comfortable than before.

Axel, who had nothing to do, started guiding Stone's work next to the power hammer. Of course, the most important thing was to monitor Li Huo's status. He was extremely afraid that Stone would accidentally light it on fire. This was a bookstore, but Not a place for fun.

Axel's heart was pounding all morning long. The moment the quality of the meteorite iron reached the ideal state, he immediately stopped Stone.

"Are you ready?" Stone asked curiously, looking at the black iron bumps on the operating table.

"Okay." Axel nodded crazily. He also noticed Stone's eyes and explained: "It will be processed later. The finished product cannot be this color."

"Ok."

At this time, the door of the bookstore was pushed open, and Sister Ramadan came to bring them lunch.

The ones given to Stone were more normal, hamburgers, fries and the like.

It's for Axel...

That’s right, just look up at the stars!

The two sisters were determined to let Axel taste this famous dish.

"No!" Axel looked at Nyx, then glared at Memphis, and finally took the food from her hand.

It looks scary, but maybe it tastes okay? he thought to himself, then closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and opened his mouth.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" As soon as he said it, the eyes of those fish flashed through Axel's mind involuntarily, and when the initial nausea faded, he opened his eyes, "Actually, it's not bad. "

"Are you okay?" Memphis put the back of his hand on his forehead.

"It's okay!" Axel slapped her hand away, "Hurry up and eat your food, I'm going to start work."

Then, he sat next to the power hammer and said, "If nothing else happens, I can complete it within two days, so you should hurry up."

"Especially you!" He looked at Stone.

"Small problem." Stone said, quickly eliminating his normal lunch - the abnormal one was naturally looking up at the stars, and Axel probably wasn't normal either.

After lunch, they sat at the coffee shop on the opposite corner and ordered three more glasses of juice.

Q: Why order juice at a coffee shop?

Answer: Because there is no special juice shop.

All coffee has a bitter taste, and he doesn't like bitter things.

... ...

While drinking juice, Stone opened the book that designed the talismans.

It's good to change your mind occasionally.

Last night, he studied Li Huo all night; this morning, he was helping Axel blacksmith; and now, when facing the talisman spectrum, his mind became clear.

Knowledge is in the brain, of course. They are like formulas. They are like a pile of paste when they can't find the direction. When they suddenly have enlightenment, they keep pouring in.

With one stroke of the pen, everything is done in one go.

After a moment, Stone put down his pen, stretched out, and drank all the juice in the glass.

"Done?" Nyx asked.

"Well, what about you?"

"It's done in the morning," Memphis said, then asked, "Do you want to go back now?"

"What's your opinion?" Stone asked.

"I don't want to go back." Memphis shrugged. "My ears can't stand it."

"Actually...if you get used to it, the sound of blacksmithing is quite rhythmic," Stone said.

"Have you adapted?"

"No."

He had been hitting the iron all morning, but he was in control of it. Now Axel was in control, and that was the noise.

"Then why are you talking so much useless stuff..." Memphis said speechlessly, "Just continue to stay here?"

"I have no opinion."

After speaking, Stone took out the book given by Axel.

Black magic has all kinds of problems, corroding the mind, tempting people to fall into darkness and so on. But as Axel said, it would be foolish to ignore it entirely as a scourge.

What's more, because of the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts position at Hogwarts, there is a high probability that he will not be able to meet a serious teacher in the future. In order to avoid being blind when encountering real dark magic, he must learn to understand it himself. Just fine.

Stone started reading, and Sister Ramadan kept reading, and they sat like that all afternoon.

In the evening, when the waiter came to ask if he wanted to refill the juice, a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Stone!"

"Huh?" Stone looked up and saw it was Hermione.

"Why are you here?" As she asked, Hermione ran over and sat across from Stone.

Then, she said to the waiter next to her: "Three lattes, take them away, thank you."

After the waiter left, Hermione looked at Stone expectantly, waiting for his answer.

"We're working around here," Stone said. "As I mentioned to you, the ministry asked us to make something."

"The Ministry..." Hermione thought, glanced around, and lowered her voice: "Is it the Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes." Stone nodded, "What about you? Why are you here?"

"My home is nearby," Hermione said, "and there are many bookstores on Charing Cross Street. I also come to this coffee shop often."

"And!" She frowned, "Since you are nearby, why don't you go find me?!"

"I don't know where your home is."

"How could it be? Didn't you go there last time?"

"When?"

"Shopping day!"

"I could barely keep my eyes open that day, how could I remember the route?" Stone said, looking at Memphis, "Weren't you the one driving the car? Why didn't you remind me?"

"I don't know either." Memphis said, "It was at night, and this is not a business district. How could I possibly struggle to remember those things?"

Stone opened his palm towards Hermione.

"Okay..." Hermione slumped down, then suddenly straightened up after a moment, "How about I take you back now?"

"...Ah?" Stone pressed the armrest of the chair and moved it back and forth a few times, "Forget it, it's late, and we still have things to do."

"It won't happen tonight." Memphis smiled and tried to break up the situation. "You can go ahead and we will explain it to Axel."

‘Creak—’ Stone turned his gaze stiffly to Memphis and saw her harmless smile.

"That `s a deal!"

After saying that, Hermione ran towards the service desk:

"One more drink."