Chapter 431: Rice: I didn't sign up for Alchemy? Why is this class on the schedule?

Voldemort walked on the busy streets. He covered his head with cloth and bandages, so that outsiders could not see his true face. But this hidden face almost wrote "I have a problem" on his forehead, which also caused no one in the busy Diagon Alley to be willing to approach him.

This was exactly what Voldemort wanted.

If the hounds of the Ministry of Magic smelled his scent, they would definitely pounce on him. In the past, Voldemort didn't mind someone rushing over to die, but now it's not the same. Now he has lost the ability to cast magic and can't stand the torment.

The reason why Voldemort was willing to take the risk and go to Diagon Alley was naturally to get a wand.

The injuries left on his body by the mysterious strong man have basically healed, but the violent magic power is still interfering with the flow of his magic power, making Voldemort unable to cast magic without a wand.

But if you can get a magic wand, everything will be different. Voldemort, who is proficient in spells, naturally understands what the blessing of a magic wand means to a wizard. It means going from nothing to something, from zero to one, a qualitative change in the level of spellcasting. Casting without a wand is completely different from casting with a wand.

At this moment, Voldemort naturally couldn't walk into Ollivander's Wand Shop to choose a wand, so he turned his attention to the second-hand shop in Diagon Alley, where there were second-hand wands for sale.

The origins of these wands are more or less shady. After all, the importance of wands to wizards is self-evident. The wands that appear here basically come from two sources: wands that were damaged and abandoned and then repaired, and wands of the dead.

"How much?" Voldemort stared at the second-hand wands in the corner of the shop. In the past, he disdained them, but now he almost drooled at the sight of these junks.

The shop owner looked at Voldemort with a scrutinizing gaze for a moment before slowly saying, "The one on the left is three Galleons, the one on the right is five Galleons. No bargaining is allowed."

The second-hand wands were not marked down much in price just because they were second-hand, and were not much cheaper than the first-hand wands at Ollivanders.

Voldemort remained silent because he had no money...

After his resurrection, he had mastered the power of death, and he had members of the Priory around him, so why would he need to think about money? In fact, after he chose to use the name Voldemort, he basically never carried money with him - how could the master of the Death Eaters, the contemporary Dark Lord, spend his own money to buy things?

After hearing the shop owner's offer, Voldemort said "hmm" without comment, turned around and took two steps into the store, and the shop owner followed him directly.

Voldemort did not show any abnormality. He just walked around the store, taking one or two things from time to time to look at them, and asking the store owner a few seemingly stupid questions from time to time.

He is waiting for the right moment.

How to get a wand without money? It's simple, either steal or rob, and these two skills are very familiar to Voldemort, who was born in an orphanage and served as the Dark Lord.

There aren't many people in the store right now, but there are a few passers-by outside. It's not the best time to take action...

Suddenly, Voldemort's eyes focused: He had caught the chance!

He touched the shop owner's arm, and the other party immediately became alert, but Voldemort did not say anything, but just pointed quietly outside the store. The shop owner looked back and found that a rat-like wizard was quietly putting the goods on the stall outside the store into his pocket while Voldemort focused all his attention on the masked man in front of him.

Yeah? I actually misunderstood this masked man? He's actually quite nice! This thought flashed through the shop owner's mind, and he immediately took action.

"Hey!" the shop owner shouted, pulled out his wand from under his robe, and then shot out a stunning spell.

The wizard ducked quickly, and the stun spell flew past his hair and hit a passerby. The wizard took the opportunity to flip the stall in front of him towards the owner, then ran away.

In the chaos, Voldemort walked out of the second-hand shop, shook his robes, and took the opportunity to pick up a second-hand wand in fairly good condition on the shelf.

The shop owner was chasing the thieving wizard and didn't notice Voldemort's little move at all.

After succeeding, Voldemort quickly left this place of trouble. After turning a few corners and walking into a secluded alley, he began to check the gains he had obtained today at great risk.

A wand that looks pretty good, but judging from the color of the handle, it's clear that the wand's origins are not very respectable.

Voldemort snorted: The goods sold in Diagon Alley often cannot withstand traceability!

However, compared to Knockturn Alley, the stuff in Diagon Alley is much more normal. The reason why Voldemort chose Diagon Alley was that he was worried that he would fail in Knockturn Alley without a wand and unable to cast magic.

With a casual wave of his hand, a string of sparks suddenly appeared at the tip of the newly acquired second-hand wand, and Voldemort laughed coldly: Great, I finally got some of my power back!

He could feel that even though the magic power was still sluggish, he was finally able to cast some simple spells.

"Hey, you seem to be in a good mood—"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Voldemort. He turned around and saw two people appear at the entrance of the alley, completely blocking his way out.

"Why don't you tell us why you are so happy?" The other man had a malicious smile on his face and stared at Voldemort.

Voldemort:...

He hadn't encountered anything like this in a long time.

The atmosphere of Knockturn Alley is still the same as when he was young... the strong prey on the weak, and evil is rampant.

"I just got a wand..." Voldemort said softly, and before the two of them could react, Voldemort swung his fist hard, hitting the man on the left on the chin, knocking him unconscious instantly.

The wizard on the right raised his wand and fired a spell as fast as lightning, but Voldemort dodged it easily by leaning sideways. Then a pale green light flashed across -

The second wizard leaned against the wall of the alley and slowly fell down. He had stopped breathing when he fell to the ground, and there was a panic expression on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before he died.

Voldemort stood there, gasping for breath.

The killing curse just now had exhausted all his strength. After forcibly using his magic power to release the spell, the magic power left in his body by the mysterious strong man began to boil again, messing up the situation in his body.

This is why he initially used his fists to take out an enemy - he only had the power to strike once.

Sweat quickly soaked his robes, and Voldemort's fingers were shaking constantly. He felt extremely bad at the moment.

"Hu...Hu..." He panted heavily, and squatted down, suppressing the discomfort. He searched the two robbers for a while, robbed them of their wands and cash, and broke the neck of the unconscious wizard.

After doing all this, Voldemort took a few deep breaths again and walked out of the alley with all his strength. He knew very well that the location where he had just had a conflict with the two hooligans was not a good one, right at the entrance of the alley, and there was no guarantee that someone would have seen the killing curse.

He had to leave as soon as possible. He didn't have the ability to stay awake after casting the Killing Curse again.

Sure enough, the noise of the Killing Curse scared away all the wizards who were walking on the edge of the law who were gathered around - even in Knockturn Alley, the use of the Unforgivable Curses was extremely rare.

No one wanted to be involved in such a dispute, and everyone ran away as far as possible.

However, this "window period" is short-lived. After a while, there will definitely be brave wizards who sneak over to check the scene to see if they can find any bargains. These small shrimps may be able to use things that the big dark wizards don't like.

If Voldemort does not leave quickly, he will collide with these "hyenas", which will cause more trouble.

Voldemort walked quickly on the empty street and disappeared around the corner at the end of the street. Now he needed to find a secluded place to heal his wounds and use time to dissolve the hidden wounds left by the monster in his body.

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Hogwarts Castle was bustling once again.

The selection ceremony at the opening ceremony last night was still a hot topic. Harry Potter from Gryffindor, Hermione Granger from Ravenclaw, Cedric Diggory from Hufflepuff, and the Greengrass sisters from Slytherin were all hotly discussed.

Of course, there are some unexpected contestants, such as Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood and Les Lint.

These people are either known for their mediocre qualifications or are crazy. Compared with Neville and Luna, Les's reputation is much better because he is just low-key and not noticeable. If you really dig deeper, you will find that this guy's test scores are suddenly a mess.

Rice didn't pay much attention to this. His purpose in participating in the competition was fundamentally different from that of other players.

To put it bluntly, he is a bit like the GM in a pay-to-win web game, and also a bit like a dog-sitter, who is used to ensure the smooth running of the game.

Of course, he was also looking forward to the "uncontrollable details" that Rowena mentioned: What kind of thing could make Rowena feel like she was out of control? Isn't this too magical?

After casually chatting with his classmates from the same house, Rice sat down at the long table of Slytherin House and began to enjoy breakfast.

Apart from other British meals, breakfast is still quite rich. While Rice put various grilled foods on the plate, he took out the class schedule for this semester.

Although the main task of this semester is to participate in the competition, Hogwarts still prepared a class schedule for the contestants, because the competition starts in October and they have to take classes with other students for a month.

After taking a look at the class schedule, the first thing that caught my eye was the two big red squares for Saturday and Sunday. As contestants who were about to represent Hogwarts in the competition, their weekends were completely occupied.

The professors at Hogwarts will give them extra lessons during this period to strengthen their emergency response capabilities and make them better prepared for future competitions.

Ignoring the weekend, Rice continued to look over his schedule.

He was looking at which classes he could skip, and then he was surprised to find that there was an alchemy class on his schedule.

This is really weird! The fork in Les's hand was suspended in the air and he froze: He didn't meet the registration requirements for alchemy at all!

First of all, he had never taken the OWLs exam - he had to get five "excellent" in OWLs and had to be excellent in Charms to be eligible to take the Alchemy course. Secondly, even if he met the requirements, he would not take the initiative to take Rowena's class - he was not that free.

So, there could only be one reason why the Alchemy course appeared on his schedule: Rowena was behind it.

No way, again? Rice complained in his mind.

Apparently, Rowena needed an assistant coach, and she chose me.

However, it was not only Rice who received special care. Others such as Daphne, Astoria, Hermione, Cedric and others also had an alchemy course forced into their schedules.

They are all the focus of Rowena's training.

Compared to forcing himself to participate in the competition, it is more acceptable to learn Rowena's alchemy. Rice also wants to see Rowena's methods.

She was the best at alchemy among the four of them. In the past, if you wanted to listen to her share her experience, you had to pay tuition. Now you can audit her for free, which makes Les feel like he picked up a thousand gold galleons.

The same goes for other students, they all have a strong curiosity about the legendary alchemy.

This subject is so unpopular that Hogwarts even stopped offering this course for a long time. Now that it is reopened, almost no one can resist the temptation to take a look.

In order to save time, Rowena arranged the class time for the whole school together, and all students, regardless of grade, were put into one class. But this was normal, because after many rounds of screening, there were only 17 students in Hogwarts who could take her class.

The class was not held in any classroom, but in Rowena's office.

When Les, Daphne, and Astoria arrived at Rowena's office, they found that there was almost no room left.

Although there were only a dozen students, the professors' offices were obviously not designed with so many people in mind. More importantly, most of the office space was occupied by a large platform, which made the office seem particularly crowded at the moment.

"It looks like everyone is here." Rowena's voice suddenly rang out, and the next second she appeared from nowhere in front of everyone.

"Then we can start today's class. I will show you what alchemy is." Rowena waved her hand, signaling all the students to go into her office first.

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