Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

"Success?"

"That's it."

"Then why don't you feel happy?" Anthony asked.

"It's hard to say." Stone shook his head. "I feel that this spell is not worthy of the name 'alchemy'. Of course, it may be that I haven't practiced it well enough, so I'm not sure."

"Oh..." Anthony nodded in understanding, "As long as you're fine."

"Huh?" Stone looked at Anthony, "Why do you say that?"

"Your deeds have been spread among the first grade, don't you know?"

"Huh? I didn't do anything?" Stone said in surprise.

"I don't know." Anthony also looked puzzled, "I haven't seen you do anything unusual. Maybe... it's your appearance that attracted their attention?"

"..." Stone was silent for a moment, then smiled, "Then I have no choice."

After hearing this, Anthony returned to his bed expressionlessly, covered himself with a quilt, and said in a low voice: "Staying up late will make you look ugly. I advise you to go to bed early and think about it tomorrow."

"Roger that!"

... ...

History is interesting, but history classes are not necessarily so.

When you meet a passionate teacher, the class will become very interesting. If you meet a traditional teacher, class will be like a meeting.

Binns, who teaches History of Magic, is a very conservative teacher, very conservative.

Fortunately, the content described by this professor is in the book. For students who like to memorize, this course has become the only one that can be skipped.

Stone reached into his bag and took out the two silver forks he had hidden during breakfast.

He took out his wand and used Transfiguration to fold it along the center line and stick it tightly together. Then, two dimples appeared in the middle of the folded silver fork, and the two ends began to bend, eventually forming a simple finger ring.

Because it was originally a fork, there was a gap in the middle of the ring. Stone pointed the wand at the gap and whispered the Traceless Stretching Charm.

This thing was something he came up with in a flash of inspiration in the morning. He wanted to take his Seamless Stretch spell to the next level, and carrying a baseball bat all the time was a bit ostentatious, so he wanted to see if he could stuff it into the ring.

He pulled out his baseball bat, pointed it at the gap, and started hitting it.

Unexpectedly, there was no great resistance and the baseball bat was easily inserted.

Through the gap, Stone, who squinted one eye, saw it. Then, he adjusted the angle and swung it hard.

"boom!"

One end of the baseball bat was in his hand and the other end hit the table. There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

"Ahem!" Stone cleared his throat, "Everyone be quiet! Listen to the teacher!"

As a result, the classroom really became quiet, and Stone temporarily became the type of student he hated the most - he sat upright!

The silence only lasted for a short while. Because Professor Binns' lecture was too boring, the classroom soon became commotion again.

Stone... Stone took out another silver fork.

Not long after, two more rings appeared on his hand, one on the index finger and one on the middle finger, holding the wand and the bat respectively.

And he also confirmed one piece of information - this is definitely not alchemy, and this kind of thing cannot have anything to do with the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

... ...

After class, Stone saw Hermione as soon as he left the classroom door. She was breathing heavily, as if she had run over right after class.

Hermione ran to Stone, took out a small bag, and said proudly:

"I've succeeded, what about you?"

"what?"

"The Traceless Stretching Spell!"

"Oh." Stone slapped his head, "It's a competition, right?"

Then, without waiting for Hermione to speak, he flicked his palm, and the wand appeared in his palm spinning, "I succeeded too."

"When did you make it?"

"This? Just now."

"Then I win. I succeeded in the morning."

"Oh well."

At this time, Anthony on the side couldn't help but interjected, "No, if the comparison is about the Traceless Stretching Spell, didn't you make it yesterday?"

"Is it true?" Hermione also asked.

"right......"

"Okay, you win, tell me, what do you want?" Hermione asked with a sullen face.

"Why are you so serious?" Stone asked helplessly.

"Be serious!" Hermione and Anthony shouted at the same time, "It's about the dignity of Gryffindor/Ravenclaw!"

"Okay, okay, no problem!" Stone raised his hands in surrender, "But I didn't think about it, I'll just owe it to you first."

"Okay!" Hermione nodded solemnly, then turned and left.

"Who are these people?" Stone muttered and walked towards the auditorium to cook.

... ...

There was an herbal medicine class in the afternoon. On the way to the greenhouse, they met Principal Dumbledore, and by the look in his eyes, Stone knew he was here to see him.

"You go ahead." He said to his classmates, "If it's too late, remember to ask for leave for me."

Albus greeted the passing classmates one by one. After the corridor became quiet, he moved to Stone's side and asked, "Let's go for a walk together?"

"Okay."

When the answer came in the affirmative, Albus smiled and walked forward down the corridor. Stone followed closely behind him.

After walking for a while, Albus suddenly said:

"What's your impression of Harry?"

"Harry Potter?" Stone replied thoughtfully: "The savior, a former classmate, of course, and now."

"I mean, your emotions, your real emotions." Albus said, "I heard that you and Harry didn't get along well. Can you tell me the real situation?"

"can."

In fact, there was nothing to hide, Stone said calmly:

"When it comes to emotions, there are indeed some, because you treat them differently."

Hearing this, Albus's footsteps stopped. But Stone continued as if he hadn't seen it:

"At first, I did think so because I wasted a lot of time, but after calming down, I figured out the real source of my emotions - jealousy

"I have seen him in his ugly duckling period, and the ugly duckling suddenly turned into a savior. Although he is essentially a victim, it is indeed a bit difficult to accept in the eyes of onlookers.

"But at the end of the day, what does this have to do with me, so... in terms of emotions right now - there are no emotions. I just want to do my best."

"Well -" Albus turned around and looked at Stone, "I didn't expect you to be able to figure this out at such a young age."

"It's not difficult."

“A smart person may be able to think of it, but only a wise person can accept it.”