Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 146 The Thief
"Do you remember what Salazar Slytherin said?

We are just a bunch of shameless thieves. If we occasionally go to the house of the sleeping owner and take some innocuous property, maybe he won't wake up for a while.

But if the frequency of our patronage is too high, the action is too big, or the bed board of the owner of the house is already stolen.”

Ravenclaw offers a fantastic metaphor.

Her words made William think of something.

Alchemy follows the exchange of equal values. Although the magic components are complicated and mysterious, the products of alchemy come from its raw materials after all-but this is not the case with magic spells.

Every day, every hour, even every second, there are many wizards in this world who are waving their magic wands, using magic spells to achieve many things that are almost impossible to achieve through human power.

But they didn't pay any commendable price except for the negligible magic power and spittle stars.

Even wand-wielding baboons like Crabbe, Goyle, and Marcus can use spells after a while.

Are wizards really noble?

Or is it that the price that should have been borne by them was actually borne by other existences invisibly, so that they seemed to be worthless.

But the things that are free are often the most expensive.

As a time traveler, William, after seeing all kinds of free shopping tours, free mobile games, and investment projects that guarantee high returns, has long since disbelieved this "pie in the sky" argument.

"Really?!"

Gryffindor had a look of shock on his face.

"I don't have any evidence to support my idea. It's just a conjecture, but we've always suspected it, haven't we? Whether it's another Slytherin's way of purging Muggle-born wizards." Resoluteness, or the gallantry it showed when we proposed that we want to establish a wizarding school."

Ravenclaw patted the back of Gryffindor's hand lightly.

"Rowena, after Salazar, you have always been the smartest among us. Tell me what to do, and I will definitely do it with Helga."

Gryffindor bit his lip tightly.

Shocked by this conjecture, he even subconsciously uttered the fact that he had never dared to admit - Ravenclaw was probably going to die, and it would not be on a sick bed, but in a place where no one knew In the unknown night, he disappeared alone in the castle.

"We have to make a choice, whether to fight hard and do our best to make the wizarding world stronger in a short period of time, or to stay silent and let wizards develop as slowly as possible until they move towards the inevitable or accumulated It's enough to change this weapon of truth to choose the millennium."

Ravenclaw said every word.

But when William was listening carefully, he found that her voice was becoming more and more vague, as if separated by a long distance.

Although Ravenclaw was getting weaker and weaker, she suddenly pulled up her upper body with great difficulty, and her bright blue eyes turned to William, with a beautiful and unbelievable light blooming in her eyes.

The memory came to an abrupt end.

William found himself holding the old book "Beowulf", sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace obliquely, what he witnessed just now was like a dream.He pointed his wand at the book again.

"Salazar Slytherin was right."

William uttered the password anxiously.

But nothing happened.

"She's looking at me?!"

William suddenly thought of the look in his eyes just now.

This is of course an extremely absurd idea, no matter how you think about it, this memory happened nearly a thousand years ago, and Gryffindor and Ravenclaw would never know of his existence anyway.

So there is only one possibility left.

— "She's looking at me."

Naturally, William did not refer to himself, but the witness who was present at the time. Perhaps it was this unidentified him who recorded this memory and hid it. The password "Salazar Slytherin" seemed normal, but the more William thought about it, the more wrong it became.

Because it's written in modern English.

Thousands of years ago, when Hogwarts was established, the languages ​​spoken in this land were very mixed - Old English, French, Latin, and their languages ​​from the Vikings were all in use.

But the only thing that can't be Modern English.

Judging from this memory alone, it seems that Gryffindor and Hufflepuff finally chose to slow down their pace and deliberately slow down the development of the wizarding world.

This of course explained the emergence of the Wizarding Secrecy Act, and it also barely explained that the wizarding world had hardly made any real progress in the past few hundred years.

Because it's a huge ship that leaks from above.

But even so, although the speed is very slow, compared with a thousand years ago, the wizarding world has also achieved obvious development.William remembered that at the end of Ravenclaw's words, she explicitly mentioned the millennium.

It was already after the first millennium, so naturally she was referring to the year 2000, which is nine years later.

"But I remember that in the original book, after defeating Voldemort, they all became middle-aged. It's going to be the 21st century anyway."

William suddenly thought of this question.

But then he came up with the answer himself - Gellert Grindelwald, and Tom Riddle, the two generations of Dark Lords have caused huge damage to the wizarding world. Perhaps it is for this reason that it is a coincidence postponed the original doomsday.

Or, is this really a coincidence?

"But the situation now is completely different from the original."

William had to admit that his little butterfly seemed to be flapping its wings too hard, so that invisibly, as "Heisenberg", he had set off a new wave of innovation in the wizarding world.

Although it is still limited to relatively simple improvements, innovative spells, or the discovery of various magical skills and magic experiments.

But after quantitative changes have accumulated to a sufficient degree, they will eventually reach a certain point where qualitative changes occur.

The fire was lit.

William has been unable to choose another path, and has been obsessed with it for decades.

When the entire wizarding world is going downhill, someone must sit in the driver's seat and step on the gas pedal twice—William once thought this was just a joke, but he didn't expect it to become a prophecy!

"This is really interesting."

A very strong sense of excitement welled up in William's heart. He stood up and paced in the deserted common room.The memory did reveal disturbing news, but it didn't scare William.

On the contrary, the world is becoming more colorful and challenging, and William, who thought he would be bored, suddenly cheered up.

"First of all, I have to find a way to thoroughly test the authenticity of this memory. I think the statue must know something, but if you want to unlock it, you have to peel off the old crest in the crown, which is more difficult things."

William thought quickly about his next move.

Stripping Old Volt's Horcruxes would not only help him unlock upgrades for Rowena Ravenclaw's statue, but it would also help William improve his own strength.

The silver net can capture the wandering soul and feed it back to William, strengthening his soul and allowing him to command more magical power.

"Secondly, I needed to get the Gray Matter Center up and running quickly and get the few projects in hand going into production."

William is carefully considering the projects that he is already close to maturity and can be put on the market, the most important of which is the natural "gray matter magic props" brand, personal protective props designed for wizards.

Some time ago, after consulting some university professors, he thought that the production process of "coffee mate" could be accelerated by finding the right enzyme and temperature.

Besides, Snape obviously wouldn't mind having his senior students help out with part-time jobs.

OTC potions seem to be coming soon.

The magic gold and the household magic props based on the magic gold still need some time to settle down, but using the magic gold on the broomstick, although it seems a bit overkill, is something that can be realized next week at the latest.

William believes that by driving all broom makers out of the market, he will have less resistance to promoting other personal flying machines.

"Finally, there is my personal strength."

This is the most fundamental factor.

William definitely didn't want to experience the powerlessness he felt when facing Voldemort again. He had to improve himself in all aspects without any dead ends, whether it was following the example of those mages of the school of enchantment, making a lot of magic props for himself, or improving his toughness. strength.

Fortunately, he has a lot to learn today.Unfortunately, he only has limited hair.

But what is even more fortunate is that, unlike the world he lived in in his previous life, in the world of wizards, hair growth spirits and anti-hair loss potions can really take effect, rather than playing a mentality that can barely be regarded as a placebo effect effect.

"It's a surprise. Hammer! It's not something to be thankful for. So why do I have to lose my hair."

Burying his face into the soft pillow, William felt unusually indignant.How much he wanted to have a system or something that could transmit all kinds of knowledge to his head with just a "ding".

William slowly fell asleep.

For the next few days, life at Hogwarts wasn't much of an ups and downs except for Professor Sprout taking a 1 point from William for not wearing gloves when he handed her the flower pot and staring at him during class every move.

"I heard that when Professor Sprout moved the plants from the greenhouse to the Hufflepuff common room, he realized that he had lost a lot of things unknowingly."

After class, Penello said with a chuckle.

"She has no evidence!
I mean, it's not like I made it, and no one saw those things get lost, did they?What's more, if she pursues it, you are also one of the accomplices. "

With a guilty conscience, William raised his voice confidently.

"Of course, of course."

Penello just smiled and ignored him.

In the next few days, William deliberately did not explore Nicole Flamel's stuff in the east corridor on the fourth floor, nor promoted the project of the Gray Matter Center, but acted like a normal fourth-year Hogwarts wizard In that way, live a relaxed campus life.

After experiencing a very pleasant snowy night, when William woke up, the entire Hogwarts castle was wrapped in silver, and the snow on the grass was as thick as Professor Flitwick's waist.

It's Christmas.

　I have finally pushed the world view of the original part to this point, and I feel that I can hold back.The first volume is coming to an end, Sahua.The content of the second volume will return to the main line of alchemy black technology. In addition, artificial intelligence, soul training, and large factory production models will also officially appear.And the threat remains.Push the book by the way.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)