The Necromancer of Hogwarts

It’s already September and the sunshine in London is just right.

Freshmen from the University of London also arrived on campus in a cheerful atmosphere.

They certainly have the right to be proud of their admission. After all, the University of London is firmly in the top 20 excellent institutions in major global lists.

Especially the University of London Medical School, which is one of the top medical schools in the world, and its basic teaching capabilities are also quite strong.

Those who can study here naturally have good study habits and can be regarded as the best among people. In the future, they will surely become a member of the upper class.

On the first day of school, many new students came to the University of London Library with great interest.

The book reserves here are quite abundant, and they have been strictly screened, and excellent books in various disciplines have been included.

At this time, many freshmen noticed a strange sight.

In the biology section on the second floor of the library, there were several large books placed on a seat. The person sitting on the seat reading attentively was not the senior or professor they imagined, but a man who looked about ten years old. children.

This visual impact is quite eye-catching.

A few freshmen approached there curiously and spelled out the names of the books in a soft voice.

""cant sciences", "cher logy of nts"..."

"Eh? I thought I was reading a fairy tale. Could it be that the child of some professor has such a profound education?"

Just when more and more freshmen couldn't help but stop and watch, the librarian came over and chased them away, involuntarily driving them away from Xiang Yu's seat.

"Hey, don't be like this, we are just curious!" A girl said dissatisfied, "We just want to know whether this child is just looking at it or can really understand it."

The librarian looked the girl up and down.

"First of all, please don't do anything that bothers others in the library."

"Secondly, if you are interested, you can borrow these tomes later. If you can read even one tenth of them and repeat one of the plant cell wall classification methods or enzyme reaction mechanisms with me, Then I can make the decision to increase your book borrowing privileges."

The librarian said calmly: "That kid is a hard-working genius. Objectively speaking, your knowledge is probably far behind him."

Xiang Yu, on the other hand, was not disturbed by the new students watching. He just repeated his behavior in the past two months, reading and taking notes.

Now he had the same feeling he had when he delved into the knowledge of the Necromancy School. It was obscure, difficult, and so profound and complicated that it made people mad.

But he is no longer the impetuous self he was before, and the difficulty of acquiring knowledge is nothing to him.

If there is something you don’t understand, first look through other books to see if there is anything that makes sense.

If you still don’t understand something, ask the lecturers and professors in the department.

Anyway, Zuo Wei has donated five million pounds to the London University Medical School and promised to make additional donations in the future. It is really difficult for ordinary lecturers and professors to refuse Xiang Yu's inquiry.

What's more, they soon discovered that Xiang Yu was not just a kid playing around, but was actually looking for them to solve problems. The logic of questions and arguments was very clear, which also made them much more enthusiastic about answering questions.

What's more, Tageo, who is imprinted in the Necromancy School, also has a strong interest in this knowledge that is very different from the Necromancy School, and will discuss his respective opinions with Xiang Yu from time to time.

Therefore, despite the difficulties, Xiang Yu steadily advanced in the mountains and seas of books to increase his knowledge.

Xiang Yu read this into the middle of the night again.

Those new students have long since disappeared.

After all, most freshmen who come to the library on their first day just come to see the excitement and experience the library, but not many of them devote themselves to reading in the first few days.

At this time, it was actually closing time for the library, and everyone else had left. Only Xiang Yu and a few professors doing research were still here.

As for why Xiang Yu can have the same authority as the professor, it is very simple, it is the same as the service of a certain penguin.

As long as you have enough money, all services will be in place.

A wealthy man who has already brought 500 million pounds of funding to the school and may invest several million more pounds in the future is so passionate about learning that the principal of the University of London himself thinks that it should be a grown-up thing, so he simply gave up a room of the library for staff to rest. The room was transformed into Xiang Yu’s room, allowing Xiang Yu to enter and leave the library at any time.

The power of banknotes is infinite.

After reading for a while, Xiang Yu finally felt tired. He rubbed his eyes and put the bookmark, then stood up from his seat.

There was a desk calendar on his seat with dozens of crosses on it, reminding Xiang Yu what time it was.

Only then did he notice today's date: "Isn't it already the first day of school? No wonder there are so many people today."

"If you think about it, I have spent two full months here reading professional books on introductory biology."

"With my mental strength, my learning efficiency is far higher than that of ordinary people. Two months of full-time devotion is probably comparable to two years of devotion of an average student."

A glimmer of light flashed across Xiang Yu's eyes.

“Most students’ scientific research experience begins in their sophomore year, because it is only then that they finish studying the basic professional textbooks and have the basic knowledge to be able to do scientific research.”

"I don't have to immerse myself in studying. There are so many branches in modern biology that it would take me several years to read just one branch to catch up with the latest scientific research progress."

"I'd better choose a direction and join a scientific research group. Only by learning in practice can I gain access to more professional knowledge."

In the past two months, Xiang Yu not only studied, but also inquired a lot about some biology-related research groups at the University of London.

Xiang Yu already had alternatives for the research group he wanted to join.

"Let's take a rest first and go find the person in charge of the research team tomorrow."

……

the next day.

An elective course officially started and welcomed its first batch of students this year.

Professor Pei Qiping, who is in charge of the "Mechanism of Artificial Muscles", looked at the freshmen's expressions not very happy.

If he hadn't shouldered part of the teaching duties in addition to scientific research tasks, he wouldn't have bothered to teach these freshmen who had nothing but imagination.

When freshmen hear the word artificial muscles, they may think of cool things like artificial humans in comics. However, when they discover that artificial muscles are based on various enzymes, bioelectricity, and mechanical principles, most of them will Choose to drop the class.

Even if there are people who stay firmly, when it comes time to take exams or write thesis, most people will feel the world's deep malice, and then decisively give a negative rating in the survey after the course is over.

Pei Qiping has seen this kind of thing a lot, so his attitude towards students is not very good.

"Don't be late."

"Don't talk casually."

"My memory is very good, so you'd better not skip classes. Otherwise, I will cancel your usual scores mercilessly. Believe me, most of you will fail this class without your usual scores." of."

"After all, many of you will fail even advanced mathematics and linear algebra. It's totally normal to fail in my class, so cherish everything you have."

Pei Qi said these words calmly, and then the freshmen who chose this course took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, there was a knock on the closed classroom door. It seemed that a student was late for the first class.

Some of the students sitting in the seats looked gloating. It seemed like there was going to be something good in the first class.

Pei Qiping's expression became a little gloomy, and he said with ridicule: "It seems that some people didn't take it to heart in the first class. Okay, let me see which genius it is?"

Then Pei Qiping opened the classroom door, but only saw Xiang Yu who was half leaning on the corridor railing.

He recognized Xiang Yu. After all, there were only so many children at London University, and this one was so easy to recognize.

He had also vaguely heard that Xiang Yu seemed to have a strong interest in biology.

Are you here to listen to your own class?

If you can get him interested in your topic, maybe your project, which has run out of funds, can still be saved?

"Do you want to come in and listen to the class?" Pei Qiping asked politely.

Xiang Yu shook his head: "No, Mr. Qi Ping, since you are in class, I won't go in."

"Frankly speaking, I am very interested in your artificial muscle project, and I will consider investing some funds to help you continue this project."

"Of course, I first want to know the progress of your research."

"In addition, I also want to join your research group to participate in research work. I have prepared about 300 million pounds, which can also be called bringing funds to join the group."

"So please prepare a lab coat of the smallest size for me."

"And after the lecture, please prepare a report document as soon as possible."

"I would like to hear your report as soon as possible and start this subject."

"Thank you."