Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 52 Idealists Are Incurable

Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the third floor.

After William left, it became pitch black again, only the vigorous burning in the stove provided dim yellow light for illumination.

"My master, I misjudged that Buffalo. I originally thought that he should be like me, looking forward to having the power to change fate. He should be able to understand us when he transferred to Hogwarts from that place. people."

Quirrell said bitterly.

"That coward."

His tone suddenly changed to contemptuous.

"What you found in the forest was a surprise—it bought me precious time. But I still need to accumulate more strength before I can find a way to completely get rid of this incomplete form."

Quirrell was talking to himself.

"This disgusting false life, how could it be worthy of my greatness, if it weren't for that boy!

That boy, I saw him in class. "

"Master, I have released the owl. I think those scumbags will reply soon. If you can find the manuscript, you can go through the ceremony and be resurrected again."

His voice suddenly sounded fanatical and earnest again. He was obviously lowering his voice, but it was full of fanaticism.But in the next moment, Quirrell, who became cold and gloomy again, said:

"Don't have any expectations for them, even if you find them—it's a curse, so how can it be as effective as that stone, they're just a by-product of the experiment.

We let them out just as bait to get the attention of that damned old fool Dumbledore. "

"Quelinas, my most loyal servant, you must always remember: On this road to immortality, I have gone farther than anyone else.

Wait till I come back.
Loyal you will get the most generous rewards. "

In the darkness, there was a slight sobbing sound.

At the same time, William had also returned to the tower of Ravenclaw, and he quickened his pace-the conversation with Quirrell gave him a very bad feeling.

"That's a...idealist."

William thought with some concern.

He is indeed yearning for magic and knowledge, but it has to be based on one condition - it must be earned by himself, whether it is through learning or exchange, and it must not be begging.

And if Quirrell really obeyed Voldemort's words as in the original book, and even secretly wanted to use a spell to attack him, then William felt that it was not worth worrying about—but Quirrell's performance and words revealed full sincere.

He believed from the bottom of his heart that he was following a great man and engaged in a great cause.

But no matter from any point of view, Voldemort is an extremely dangerous and unstable party.

William stood before Griphook.

Griphook turned around silently without saying a word, obviously not thinking of the answer to William's "Ship of Theseus" question.

"Idealists are hopeless," William shook his head and pushed open the door of the common room.

"Hey, hey."

Gable barked at him.

He seemed to like the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw very much, and climbed to the top of her head again, coiled into a ball - the statue raised his left arm helplessly, trying to drive him away, but every time The next time he approached, he stretched out his paw and patted it down vigilantly.

William walked towards him, Gable jumped up lightly, dexterously bumped into William's arms, but climbed onto his shoulder very smartly, without hurting him at all.

As for the unlucky statue, it finally put down its left hand, pretending that nothing happened, and continued to maintain the posture of guarding the library behind it.
Out of the corner of her eye, she stared at the little brown seedling.

"She will be very distressed if you do this."

William took out a plate of chocolates from his shoulder bag and opened the package. Gable let out a soft "woo" and took it with satisfaction, hugging and licking it with both palms.

After washing up, William lay down on the bed—poor Jimmy was probably still burning the lights in the library, dealing with the troublesome papers Snape had left behind, because he had spent too much time attending training.

"Maybe it's time to prepare."

William thought and slowly fell asleep.

The long night passed.

When William, who was used to getting up early, changed into his robes and came out of the dormitory, the house elf Lalo was already waiting for him in the common room—he looked very tired, obviously tired from William's errands.

"Mr. Wizard, as you asked, I delivered all the letters and asked them to deliver the goods to the empty warehouse you designated for storage.

I didn't get them all back until they all left. "

Lalo handed a small bag to William, and he opened it for a look. Inside was a very complete set of laboratory equipment—from standard beakers, funnels, to large stirring tanks used for heating and synthesis, and even many observations. It sounds gimmicky, and William still doesn't know what kind of instrument it is.

But his principle has always been, buy this kind of thing first, even if you don't need it at the time, it looks good on display.

"That Mr. Scott contacted a Mr. Horace and commissioned him to introduce several Muggle architects. I have delivered the letter to their homes - all that remains is to wait for their reply. "

Lalo took out another piece of parchment from his waist, on which the professional background and project history of several people were written in distorted but serious handwriting.

——Most of them have obtained second-class degrees from universities and have experience in managing large-scale engineering projects. However, due to various reasons, they are temporarily leaving their jobs at home.

And they all have one thing in common.

Very short of money.

"Several potions store owners are very interested in the product you mentioned, and they want to know when you can start supplying it at the earliest. But they don't seem to be satisfied with your concept of 'guided retail price', and hope to Can communicate with you face to face.

They do give you a pretty good discount on the materials you buy though, and I've got them labeled and sorted in the locker inside the bag. "

When speaking, Lalo tried his best to roll his eyelids up, trying to see William's expression, whether it was joy or anger.

But his movements are too obvious, and all he can see is the poker face that William is used to showing when he is thinking seriously.

William carefully read the letters brought back by Lalo. Needless to say, the soft articles delivered to the editor of the magazine, any product with the words "Heisenberg" authorized can make their excited brains bloodshot.

"Go back and tell the owners of those potions shops, tell them to either accept the guide retail price, or not to sell my product. If they object, and I'm sure they will, then just leave."

He patted Lalo's shoulder lightly and said:
"You're doing very well, Lalo."

This simple action made the house elf's body tremble. Lalo subconsciously thought that William was going to punish him, but he didn't expect to be greeted with praise and thanks.

"Of course, Mr. Buffalo.

But if Professor Dumbledore knows that you asked us to leave the castle to do things, he will definitely have an opinion! "

Lalo showed an excited expression, but also hesitated.

"That's all right, Professor Dumbledore will agree."

William comforts the house-elf.

With enough raw materials and equipment, although the dumplings have not been wrapped yet, he can already make the money printing machine run first—even Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard in the world, in front of Jin Gallon, Nor would he have insisted that he not borrow the castle's house-elf.

Lalo is really much more talented than he thought.

But before that, William had been looking forward to today's Ancient Runes lesson for too long.

　Thanks to Nigelhold for the reward.

　　Thanks to Lewis_Chen for the monthly pass.

　　Thank you for the monthly ticket that I can't think of a nickname.

　　I hope you will not feel that this section of describing Quirrell is too long. After all, I am a book fan, so I have to give it a bit of pomp.Next week's new book recommendation, please follow up, please ask for various tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)