I’m Really An Alchemist

In the world he has experienced, there are various ability systems, whether it is superpower, magic, martial arts, or immortality, they are all systems that can be analyzed, learned and even expanded.

Only in this modern magical world, bloodline is set as a rule recognized by the universe.

In the heavens and the world, in the multiverse, the strength of the magic system in the HP world cannot be considered high, and the potential cannot be considered large, but it is the most bizarre power system that an alchemist has ever seen.

Obviously it's a power system...

It's all a power system...

Zhou Qi frowned, and the fingers that were beating on the vine also stopped. Suddenly, his pupils lit up, and a brand new and subversive idea appeared in his mind.

The dark wizard also raised his head, his eyes extremely excited.

The two looked at each other, unable to suppress the excitement and trembling in their voices.

"Create a new power system!"

The two spoke in unison.

The boring experimenter hiding aside, raised his head strangely, and looked around curiously.

Since the power system in this world repels Muggles so much, then we don't want it, we create one ourselves.

Magic is nothing more than alien energy.

True Qi is also a different kind of energy, mana is also a different kind of energy, even the crustal energy that drives alchemy.

Different worldviews have different properties and forms of energy.

"We put aside our inherent thinking, the types of energy are endless, and we don't need to focus on magic power at all. We can create a magic power by ourselves to drive magic."

"Why obey its rules, since it doesn't want us to use it, we kick it away! Who rarely uses it?"

The musician and the dark wizard excitedly deduced.

In the next three days of rehearsal, the dark wizard will arrive every evening as scheduled, and the two of them are like a village in the dark.

The HP world doesn't just exist in the energy of magic.

Whether it is light energy, magnetic energy, electrical energy, or mechanical energy and chemical energy, this is the energy that exists in every material universe. Find the frequency of these energies and adjust them to be consistent with the magic frequency, and then you can simulate the nature of magic. .

Even using such energy is far more efficient than magic. After your wizard's magic is consumed, your bloodline needs to recover by itself. We can directly draw other energy to restore magic.

Then, which energy should be chosen as the source of magic for the new magic system?

Or is it....

"Wizards are the seekers of truth. If we choose a certain energy as the source of magic, how can we protect ourselves when we are in a world that lacks this energy?" The dark wizard raised a very useful question.

A wizard who uses light energy as an energy source is in a lightless environment, wouldn't he be slaughtered by others?

Different worlds have different physical rules. Maybe the abundant energy in this world does not exist at all in another world.

If the new magical civilization breaks through the limitations of time and space and can freely travel between multiple worlds, how can we ensure that wizards are not suppressed by other world rules?

Unless you upgrade to the technology side, immortal side and martial arts side of Zhou Qi's body, you can ignore the rules of different worlds, or even tamper with the rules and origins of those worlds.

"The direction we want to explore is to transform energy at will." The musician touched his chin and thoughtfully: "A wizard who can adjust according to the characteristics of the world, no matter what world he is in, he can draw the energy of that world to transform magic power. ."

To do this, you still have to use your mental power.

"Tommy." The dark wizard called Tommy, who was meditating. Among the experiments, he was the only one with high mental power.

Tommy was puzzled but walked over honestly.

"I have a way to make you a wizard." The dark wizard said calmly: "But the price is that you may die because of it."

Without any hesitation, Tommy knelt on one leg in front of Dubois and said excitedly, "I am willing to give everything to my master, including my life!"

The dark wizard nodded, then turned to look at the musician.

Zhou Qi stretched out his finger and touched Tommy Knicks between his eyebrows. The blue arc flashed slightly. The former underworld youth trembled and his eyes lost focus.

The musician cut off part of his own mental power and forcibly merged with the opponent's mental power. This time, it was not to take away his body, so he suppressed the instinct of mental power and tried his best to let this underworld youth merge and annex it.

Tommy Knicks feels bad.

He only felt that his head was stretched and cracked. The severe pain made him tremble and foam at the mouth, but Zhou Qi adjusted his dragon veins to control his mental state at any time and repair his broken brain.

Tommy doesn't even have the possibility of falling into a coma, he can only bear the pain that goes beyond the limit.

In the cycle of expansion, collapse, and repair, his spiritual power gradually increased, gradually revealed his body, turned into invisible power, and set off a gust of wind in the vine world of the seamless extension box.

"He... what happened to him?"

The other experimental subjects crowded around the doctor, hiding behind the vines in horror.

The doctor is the only person who can understand how things are going. He feels both fear and envy. The complicated emotions make him speechless.

Zhou Qi slowly retracted his fingers.

The blue arc light, jumping excitedly on Tommy's body, gradually disappeared.

Tommy Nix fell to the ground with a plop, twitching in pain, his fingers digging into the dirt, and he roared lowly.

"I built a magic transformation model in his mental power, and then it's up to him to see if he can survive this."

Zhou Qi's indifferent eyes passed over Tommy and stopped at the doctor.

Obviously, if this experimental item dies because of this, the next experimental item will be replaced.

The doctor shuddered, lowered his head and dared not look at each other.

Tommy's pain lasted for a full thirteen minutes before it slowly subsided. The young man, who was covered in cold sweat from the pain, with a pale face, slowly got up from the ground.

"Master..." His voice was hoarse, and there were still traces of pain, but after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and an invisible force field emerged on him, grabbed a handful of dirt, and hovered in the air.

Magic - The Hand of the Mage!

Tommy struggled to maintain the mage's hand, his pale face showed an expression of ecstasy, and he laughed wildly.

"Master, I succeeded, I succeeded!"

PS: There is one more chapter

The magic system has been determined, is there a reward for the blade?

It's been a few days without a blade, Ah Xu is very sad, woo woo woo

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Section 388 Chapter 30 Fireworks (Subscribe)

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the clouds in the sky red.

Birmingham Symphony Hall.

Harry, who squeezed out of the bus with his uncle and aunt, sorted out his wizard robes, but was surprised by the grand scene in front of this concert hall. A large number of families wearing wizard robes exchanged happily or smiled. into the concert hall.

"Oh..."

Uncle Vernon, who was wearing a wizard's robe into a tights, exclaimed, and whispered in Harry's ear, "Are these wizards?"

Harry replied, "Partly yes."

Saying that, he raised his hand to greet the classmates he knew at Hogwarts.

"Harry!"

Ron, who was wearing a crooked wizard hat, trotted over and looked up at the Vernons curiously, "You are Harry's family, I am Ron, Harry's good friend!"

The Vernon family greeted him kindly.

Not long after, the Weasley family, who were looking for Ron, also came over. Vernon was frightened by the group of eight Weasley family members, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Arthur Weasley, who was particularly interested in Muggles, happily dragged Vernon and chatted about Muggle science. A wizard and a Muggle chatted happily along the agricultural machine.

Mainly Arthur Weasley was amazed at the efficiency of the farm machinery and admired Vernon as the farm machinery manager.

For the first time, Vernon felt that wizards weren't so nasty.

"Harry, did you find out, our ticket seat numbers are linked together!" Ron shared his findings with his friends, and Harry knew that Professor Ivan had even divided the seats of their three-family family in In the same row.

Before long, more and more familiar faces appeared here.

The gentle white-bearded Dumbledore even changed into a somewhat funny outfit, saying that it was to set off the theme of the magic concert. The cold-faced Professor Snape was still expressionless and a little reluctant, Minerva-Mike Grid is always in green robes and looks unsmiling.

Snape was a little afraid to face Penny, always avoiding Penny's scrutiny, and turned his head uncomfortably.

When a group of people are talking happily.

However, there was a discordant voice interjecting.

"Hmph, Weasley and Muggles chatting so happily, it's a shame for a pure-blood family!"

Harry looked over in dissatisfaction, only to see a dark-robed sorcerer looking at him indifferently.

Behind this wizard, there is the Draco Malfoy that he hates.

Arthur Weasley confronted him in front of his new friend: "Lucius, this is my new friend, please be respectful!"

Lucius sneered, raised his head arrogantly, glanced at the Vernons with contempt, and took his family into the concert hall.

"Harry, don't mind!"

Ron comforted his friend and said in a low voice, "None of us would have thought that the Malfoy family, who never looked down on Muggles, would come to listen to the performance."

Harry looked at the concert hall angrily and let go of his clenched fists.

The concert was about to start, and everyone stopped chatting and walked into the concert hall together.

"Wow!"

Ginny Weasley let out a low cry.

Stepping into the concert hall is like stepping into a forest full of magical colors. The dark green mottled shadows and the passage of light make it seem that deer and birds and beasts are walking through the forest, and the air is filled with a strong forest smell.

The wizards were shocked by the magical forest simulated by the combination of modern technology.

They found the corresponding seats.

Muggle and wizard seats are separate.

Harry and Ron also saw Hermione and the Granger family who had already arrived. During the pleasant conversation, the door behind them slowly closed, and the lights around them slowly dimmed, showing sea blue with the shadow of a murloc. Row across the wall, splashing illusory waves, at this moment, the audience seems to be in the magnificent sea.

"It really is a magic-themed concert."

Dumbledore sighed deeply. At this moment, even Snape hummed in agreement.

The curtain is drawn.

Wearing wizard robes and high hats, the orchestra was split on both sides, divided into cello and violin teams, with a pitch-black upright piano in the middle.

A handsome musician with black hair and black eyes, wearing a tuxedo for performance, gracefully walked onto the stage, bowed slightly to the audience, sat on the piano bench, put his hands on the black and white keys, an ethereal and pleasant melody, quietly flowing in the in the concert hall.

In this melody, it is like lying in the forest, listening to the ding dong ding dong of the spring water, feeling the warmth of the sun shining through the leaves and dappledly shining on the body.

Not only Muggles, but all wizards are sinking into the atmosphere created by the musicians at this moment.

Before this melody stopped, the cello group began to exert its strength. The low and solemn music, like a bayonet, cut through the peaceful forest. The ensemble of violin and cello was like a war swept through the forest.

Even Lucius clenched his grip unconsciously, as if he saw the war engulfing the continent.

The musician is immersed in the performance, and the melody of his subordinates also becomes high, like playing a magical epic.

This is what he has seen and heard since his travels, all infused into the music. Seven magical songs. The first one is the opening of the epic, which begins when the peaceful years are broken. , the end of the world cycle.

The wizard of the concert hall is immersed in a woven fantasy world.

But it troubled the Aurors and the members of the Ministry of Magic in Birmingham.

The Ministry of Magic has temporarily dispatched a group of new wizards to replenish the manpower, but a large number of wizards gathered in Birmingham, and the fluctuations of magic power were intertwined, and they could not find the dark wizard Dubois from these fluctuations of magic power.

Wizards can only patrol each block in batches.

In a certain alley, Death Eaters in Muggle costumes raised their heads to feel the magic fluctuations of the Ministry of Magic wizards patrolling, and their expressions were a little dignified.

This is a race.

Whether the Ministry of Magic found the Dark Wizard first, or did the remaining Death Eaters find the Dark Wizard first.

"We must find Dubois quickly." The leader of the Death Eaters said in a low voice, "When the Muggle concert is over, there will be no chance."