This Hogwarts isn't normal.

There are seven steps in alchemy.

They are calcination, dissolution, separation, confluence, fermentation, distillation and condensation.

Vincent's previous shaping of mithril was actually the final step of condensation.

Magic circuit is actually a kind of condensation, but it is a very different kind.

"You can refer to the patterns on this table." Nico handed him a roll of parchment, "You can also research some new ones yourself."

"I'd better use yours first." Vincent picked a pattern that could produce high temperatures.

Magical circuits were also risky, so he first put on protective clothing woven from silver wire.

The alder wand hung from an orichalcum bullet fastened to the workbench.

Although it is smaller than the muzzle and hammer of a gun, the magic circuit actually only requires extremely precise mana control.

He thought it would be simple at first, until the half-carved pattern started to smoke.

Unlike the permanently fixed mithril form,

This is a very boring and boring thing, and you need to concentrate on the whole process.

Nico touched the magic runes on the edge of the workbench, and a small gap opened under the smoking orichalcum bullet.

The mithril claws used to hold it loosened, and it was thrown to the next level dedicated to handling failed products.

"Kid, don't get bored."

Vincent fixed a new orichalcum bullet and said, "Teacher, are the six steps before alchemy more complicated than this?"

"In a way it is."

He suddenly turned his head as if he realized something.

"What's the matter, kid?" Nico felt a little guilty after being stared at.

"teacher,

You're not the kind of person who likes to get to the bottom of things, right? "

The time to destroy the magic stone is set on the last day of the holiday. ඏ ♦ ♦♦

So it's a coincidence?

He only cares about the results and doesn't care about the process. Not many people actually know this.

Ignore the previous six boring steps and directly teach two methods of cohesion?

Vincent believed in coincidence.

But as long as Dumbledore intervenes, he would rather believe that Gugu no longer loves the little field mouse.

Nico looked a little embarrassed, "Albus did recommend you to me."

Your principal is still your principal.

Even if he wasn't an enemy, Vincent was annoyed now.

He was careless again.

Facing Dumbledore, who could punch Greenwald and kick Voldemort, he really had to be alert at all times.

Nico, who wanted to say something more, subconsciously looked towards the open door of the workroom.

In the suddenly burning air, a figure with an illusory outline could be vaguely seen.

Vincent pouted and pointed his alder wand at the orichalcum bullet.

"You're earlier than expected, Albus."

Dumbledore walked out of the flames with a smile on his face, "Connelly and the others have completed their investigation, so I came over in advance."

"Professor, is this part of your plan?"

"No, this is a real coincidence."

Vincent's left hand shook slightly,

The orichalcum bullet smoked again.

He touched the magic runes that Nico had just touched, "The real Christmas gift - Professor,

Is this where you're talking? "

Dumbledore walked over slowly,

"I hope you can understand an old man's worries about the future, Vincent.

"Understood, now is not the time."

"No." He looked at an item placed on the metal shelf, "Last time it was because there was no time."

Nico nodded slightly, "I won't disturb you anymore."

Vincent played with the third orichalcum bullet in his right hand, "Professor, I actually only need a positive answer."

"Ask."

"Is the reason you care so much about Harry because of some connection between him and V-Tom?"

Dumbledore nodded, "There will be no interference from outside magic here."

"Because of his killing curse?"

"Yes, but it's not that simple."

He came to the metal shelf and picked up a large basin made of mithril.

"It has always been rumored that Harry defeated Tom, a baby who was still in his infancy, and defeated Lord Voldemort, who brought haze to the British Isles."

The elder wand pulled out a glowing thread from his temple, "Doesn't it look like a fairy tale?"

Vincent watched silently as the threads slowly merged into the mysterious substance in the large basin.

They look like liquids and gases, and they are slowly forming a picture.

"Professor Trelawney?"

"Yes, this was when I was interviewing her."

Dumbledore pushed the mithril basin over and motioned for him to stick his head in.

After dubiously doing so, Vincent's soul seemed to leave his body.

Appearing in an absolutely impossible place.

Hogsmeade is still the same Hogsmeade, but many of the shopkeepers inside are ten years younger.

"You are in my memory now."

Vincent, who was standing there, was passed straight by Dumbledore, whose beard was shorter than now.

"Professor, where are you?"

"Behind you."

He turned around and saw another Dumbledore.

"Let's go, Vincent."

The two followed the short-bearded Dumbledore into a place called the Pig's Head Bar.

Young Trelawney was very nervous.

The professor position she is applying for is the divination class that has been decided to be closed.

"I have never taken a divination class, and I don't believe in prophecies." The bearded Dumbledore had a very complicated expression.

"If Sybil wasn't the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, a famous seer, I wouldn't have wasted all this time looking for Tom's weaknesses to meet her."

Vincent couldn't agree more with his reasoning.

Trelawney's performance, then and now, is very disappointing.

But just when the short-bearded Dumbledore was about to politely refuse, she suddenly trembled violently, and her eyes didn't even show any emotion.

"The man who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord is approaching, born into a family that has resisted him three times, born at the end of July -"

There was a sound of something being dropped in a panic nearby.

Vincent glanced curiously and found a very familiar figure from behind.

"The Dark Lord will mark him as his nemesis, but he will have powers the Dark Lord knows nothing about—"

He returned his gaze to Trelawney.

Her predictions didn't end there.

“One of them will die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live but one.”

At the end of July, marked as a serious rival, only one remained.

The short-bearded Dumbledore looked shocked.

But Vincent was even more shocked than he was.

If Trelawney's prophecy in this state is true, then the prophecy he made when he was caught on the eighth floor...

The bearded Dumbledore saw no problem with his performance.

After all, this is a prophecy that has been made for almost twelve years, and most normal people would have this reaction.

"Professor, do you believe this prophecy?"

"I didn't believe it at first until the person who heard the first part went back and told Tom."

Voldemort attacked the Potter family, but was eventually destroyed by his own killing curse.

Nico's prophecy can be changed, and Trelawney's prophecy seems to create countless coincidences, thereby guiding the protagonist of the prophecy step by step towards the predetermined ending.

[The real Dark Lord is about to appear——

His minions are spread all over the world, and his influence covers magical governments around the world——

With the help of his two mentors, he grew into the true Dark Lord, possessing the power to conquer the magical world. ]

So, who is the protagonist of this prophecy?

Vincent looked at the bearded Dumbledore in horror.

Nico is his teacher, and in a sense, he can actually be said to be his mentor.

As the instigator, Dumbledore had no reason not to accept him as his apprentice.

Is he the protagonist of the prophecy?

Vincent Wayne?

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