Chapter 181 The protagonist of the prophecy
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Alchemy is divided into seven steps in total.
They are calcination, dissolution, separation, confluence, fermentation, distillation, and coagulation.
Vincent's previous shaping of Mithril is actually the last step of cohesion.
The magic circuit is actually a cohesion, but it is a very different kind.
"You can refer to the patterns on this form." 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 can generate high temperature.
Magic circuits are also risky, so he first put on a protective suit made of silver wire.
An alder wand is suspended from an oricha bullet fixed to the workbench.
Although it is smaller than the muzzle and hammer, the magic circuit actually only requires extremely precise manipulation of mana.
He thought it would be easy at first, until half of the engraved patterns started to smoke.
Unlike the permanent mithril form, this is a very boring thing that requires concentration throughout the process.
Niko touched the magic rune on the edge of the workbench, and a small gap opened under the smoking orichat bullet.
The mithril claw used to hold it loose, throwing it to the next floor dedicated to failed products.
"Son, don't be bored."
Vincent fixed a new orichanite bullet, "Teacher, aren't the six steps before alchemy more cumbersome than this?"
"In a sense it is."
He suddenly turned his head as if realizing something.
"What's the matter, kid?" Nicole was stared at with a guilty conscience.
"Teacher, you shouldn't be the kind of person who likes to explore to the end, right?"
The time to destroy the Philosopher's Stone was set on the last day of the holiday.
So it's a coincidence?
He only cares about the result and not the character of the process, and not many people know about it.
Ignore the previous six boring steps, and just teach the two cohesion methods directly?
Vincent believed in coincidences.
But as long as there is Dumbledore's intervention, he would rather believe that Cuckoo no longer loves little vole.
Nicol looked a little embarrassed, "Albus did recommend you to me."
Your principal is still your principal.
Even if it is not an enemy, Vincent is very annoyed now.
He was careless again.
Facing Dumbledore, who can punch Greenwald and kick Voldemort, he really has to cheer up all the time.
Nico, who wanted to say something more, subconsciously looked at the open door of the workshop.
In the suddenly burning air, an illusory silhouette could be vaguely seen.
Vincent pursed his lips, and pointed the alder wand at the orichat bullet.
"You're coming sooner 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 will come here early."
"Professor, is this also in your calculation?"
"No, this time it's a real coincidence."
Vincent shook his left hand slightly, and the orichanite bullet emitted smoke again.
He touched the magic rune that Nico had touched just now, "The real Christmas gift—Professor, are you talking about this place?"
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 something on the metal shelf, "The last time was because time was too late."
Nico nodded slightly, "I won't bother you."
Vincent played with the third orichanite bullet with his right hand, "Professor, I just need an affirmative answer."
"Just ask."
"Is the reason why you care so much about Harry is that there is some connection between him and V-Tom?"
Dumbledore nodded, "This place will not be interfered by outside magic."
"Because of his Killing Curse?"
"Yes, but it's not that simple."
He came to the metal shelf and picked up a large washbasin made of mithril.
"The outside world has always been rumored that Harry defeated Tom, a baby who was still in his infancy, and defeated Voldemort, who brought haze to the British Isles."
The elder wand drew a glowing thread from his temple, "Isn't it like a fairy tale?"
Vincent watched silently as the silk thread melted into the mysterious substance of the big washbasin.
Like liquid and gas, they are slowly forming a picture.
"Professor Trelawney?"
"Yes, this is when I was interviewing her."
Dumbledore pushed the mithril washbasin towards it, motioning for him to stick his head in.
After Vincent, who was skeptical, did so, the soul appeared in an absolutely impossible place as if it had left the body.
Hogsmeade was the same Hogsmeade, but many of the shopkeepers were ten years younger.
"You are now in my memory."
Vincent, who was standing there, was pierced by Dumbledore, who had a shorter beard than now.
"Professor, where are you?"
"Behind you."
He turned and saw another Dumbledore.
"Come on, Vincent."
The two followed short-bearded Dumbledore into a place called the Pig's Head Bar.
Young Trelawney was very nervous.
The professorship she was applying for was a divination class that had been decided to be closed.
"I've never taken a divination class, and I don't believe in prophecies." The bearded Dumbledore had a complicated expression.
"If Sybill hadn't been the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, the famous seer, I wouldn't have wasted my time looking for Tom's weakness to meet her."
Vincent very much agrees with his reasoning.
Whether it was or is now, Trelawney's performance 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 one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord draws near, born of the family that has resisted him three times, born at the end of July—"
There was a sound of something falling in a panic nearby.
Vincent glanced curiously, and found that it was a very familiar figure from the back.
"The Dark Lord will mark him as his great enemy, but he will have powers that the Dark Lord doesn't know—"
He returned his gaze to Trelawney.
Her prophecies did not end everywhere.
"One of them must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live, only one survives."
At the end of July, marked as a rival, only one remained.
Dumbledore, with the short beard, looked shocked.
But Vincent was even more shocked than him.
If Trelawney's prophecy in this state is true, then the prophecy he said when he was caught on the eighth floor...
The bearded Dumbledore saw nothing wrong with his performance.
After all, this is a prophecy that has been prophesied for almost 12 years, and most normal people have this reaction.
"Professor, do you believe in this prophecy?"
"I didn't believe it at first, until I heard the person in the first half go back and tell Tom."
Voldemort attacked the Potters, only to be destroyed by his own Killing Curse.
Nicol's prophecy can be changed, and Trelawney's prophecy seems to create countless coincidences, leading the prophesied protagonist step by step towards the established ending.
[The real Dark Lord is about to appear——
His minions are all over the world, and his influence covers the global magic government——
With the help of his two mentors, he grows into a real Dark Lord with the power to conquer the magic world. ]
So, who is the protagonist of this prophecy?
Vincent looked at the bearded Dumbledore in horror.
Nicole is his teacher, in a sense it can actually be said to be a mentor.
As the instigator, Dumbledore would not accept him as an apprentice for no reason.
Is he the protagonist of the prophecy?
Vincent Wayne?
……
……
They are calcination, dissolution, separation, confluence, fermentation, distillation, and coagulation.
Vincent's previous shaping of Mithril is actually the last step of cohesion.
The magic circuit is actually a cohesion, but it is a very different kind.
"You can refer to the patterns on this form." 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 can generate high temperature.
Magic circuits are also risky, so he first put on a protective suit made of silver wire.
An alder wand is suspended from an oricha bullet fixed to the workbench.
Although it is smaller than the muzzle and hammer, the magic circuit actually only requires extremely precise manipulation of mana.
He thought it would be easy at first, until half of the engraved patterns started to smoke.
Unlike the permanent mithril form, this is a very boring thing that requires concentration throughout the process.
Niko touched the magic rune on the edge of the workbench, and a small gap opened under the smoking orichat bullet.
The mithril claw used to hold it loose, throwing it to the next floor dedicated to failed products.
"Son, don't be bored."
Vincent fixed a new orichanite bullet, "Teacher, aren't the six steps before alchemy more cumbersome than this?"
"In a sense it is."
He suddenly turned his head as if realizing something.
"What's the matter, kid?" Nicole was stared at with a guilty conscience.
"Teacher, you shouldn't be the kind of person who likes to explore to the end, right?"
The time to destroy the Philosopher's Stone was set on the last day of the holiday.
So it's a coincidence?
He only cares about the result and not the character of the process, and not many people know about it.
Ignore the previous six boring steps, and just teach the two cohesion methods directly?
Vincent believed in coincidences.
But as long as there is Dumbledore's intervention, he would rather believe that Cuckoo no longer loves little vole.
Nicol looked a little embarrassed, "Albus did recommend you to me."
Your principal is still your principal.
Even if it is not an enemy, Vincent is very annoyed now.
He was careless again.
Facing Dumbledore, who can punch Greenwald and kick Voldemort, he really has to cheer up all the time.
Nico, who wanted to say something more, subconsciously looked at the open door of the workshop.
In the suddenly burning air, an illusory silhouette could be vaguely seen.
Vincent pursed his lips, and pointed the alder wand at the orichat bullet.
"You're coming sooner 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 will come here early."
"Professor, is this also in your calculation?"
"No, this time it's a real coincidence."
Vincent shook his left hand slightly, and the orichanite bullet emitted smoke again.
He touched the magic rune that Nico had touched just now, "The real Christmas gift—Professor, are you talking about this place?"
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 something on the metal shelf, "The last time was because time was too late."
Nico nodded slightly, "I won't bother you."
Vincent played with the third orichanite bullet with his right hand, "Professor, I just need an affirmative answer."
"Just ask."
"Is the reason why you care so much about Harry is that there is some connection between him and V-Tom?"
Dumbledore nodded, "This place will not be interfered by outside magic."
"Because of his Killing Curse?"
"Yes, but it's not that simple."
He came to the metal shelf and picked up a large washbasin made of mithril.
"The outside world has always been rumored that Harry defeated Tom, a baby who was still in his infancy, and defeated Voldemort, who brought haze to the British Isles."
The elder wand drew a glowing thread from his temple, "Isn't it like a fairy tale?"
Vincent watched silently as the silk thread melted into the mysterious substance of the big washbasin.
Like liquid and gas, they are slowly forming a picture.
"Professor Trelawney?"
"Yes, this is when I was interviewing her."
Dumbledore pushed the mithril washbasin towards it, motioning for him to stick his head in.
After Vincent, who was skeptical, did so, the soul appeared in an absolutely impossible place as if it had left the body.
Hogsmeade was the same Hogsmeade, but many of the shopkeepers were ten years younger.
"You are now in my memory."
Vincent, who was standing there, was pierced by Dumbledore, who had a shorter beard than now.
"Professor, where are you?"
"Behind you."
He turned and saw another Dumbledore.
"Come on, Vincent."
The two followed short-bearded Dumbledore into a place called the Pig's Head Bar.
Young Trelawney was very nervous.
The professorship she was applying for was a divination class that had been decided to be closed.
"I've never taken a divination class, and I don't believe in prophecies." The bearded Dumbledore had a complicated expression.
"If Sybill hadn't been the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, the famous seer, I wouldn't have wasted my time looking for Tom's weakness to meet her."
Vincent very much agrees with his reasoning.
Whether it was or is now, Trelawney's performance 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 one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord draws near, born of the family that has resisted him three times, born at the end of July—"
There was a sound of something falling in a panic nearby.
Vincent glanced curiously, and found that it was a very familiar figure from the back.
"The Dark Lord will mark him as his great enemy, but he will have powers that the Dark Lord doesn't know—"
He returned his gaze to Trelawney.
Her prophecies did not end everywhere.
"One of them must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live, only one survives."
At the end of July, marked as a rival, only one remained.
Dumbledore, with the short beard, looked shocked.
But Vincent was even more shocked than him.
If Trelawney's prophecy in this state is true, then the prophecy he said when he was caught on the eighth floor...
The bearded Dumbledore saw nothing wrong with his performance.
After all, this is a prophecy that has been prophesied for almost 12 years, and most normal people have this reaction.
"Professor, do you believe in this prophecy?"
"I didn't believe it at first, until I heard the person in the first half go back and tell Tom."
Voldemort attacked the Potters, only to be destroyed by his own Killing Curse.
Nicol's prophecy can be changed, and Trelawney's prophecy seems to create countless coincidences, leading the prophesied protagonist step by step towards the established ending.
[The real Dark Lord is about to appear——
His minions are all over the world, and his influence covers the global magic government——
With the help of his two mentors, he grows into a real Dark Lord with the power to conquer the magic world. ]
So, who is the protagonist of this prophecy?
Vincent looked at the bearded Dumbledore in horror.
Nicole is his teacher, in a sense it can actually be said to be a mentor.
As the instigator, Dumbledore would not accept him as an apprentice for no reason.
Is he the protagonist of the prophecy?
Vincent Wayne?
……
……
