Once upon a time, Scholar said that the ancient civilization of magic is the ancient civilization of mankind. Although this argument is quite one-sided, it also illustrates some problems from a side perspective.

In the ancient magic flourishing period, the establishment and demise of many civilizations are inseparable from the rise and fall of magic itself. Wizards around the world, like the civilizations that are endlessly populated, have a variety of forms and heritage.

Alchemy This piece of learning, which was once in great times in ancient times, can be said to have been shocked by the torrent of history. However, if compared with the modern magic that has undergone tortuous changes and adapt to the changes of the times, the remaining pieces of knowledge have preserved the original style.

Now, when Marx looks at the Alchemists who have arrived at Hogwarts from every corner of the world, he can’t help but sighed his eyes.

The so-called “alchemy” is actually the theory and practice of studying the transformation between “material and matter” and “material and spirit”. It may be too abstract to say this, and if you give them an example with modern magic, it will be much simpler and clearer.

For example, the conversion of matter and matter is actually a permanent version of transfiguration; and the transformation of matter and spirit can roughly be equated with the spiritual class magic.

Of course, this is just an example of that’s all. In practical applications, according to the specific knowledge of the above two general directions, even potion, astronomy, Arithmancy and so on can be included.

Therefore, in the most complete period of knowledge of alchemy, it can even be divided into a large Magical Theory system, rather than a current discipline.

However, even now that Nicholas Flamel is still alive, I am afraid it will not be able to complete it into a “magic system”. Since ancient times, how many pieces of things that have been crushed by historical wheels can be put together in perfection?

Only a few of the debris under the wheels were fortunately stuck to the wheels, mixed with other things as the times progressed. Just like modern potion studies, there are still some theoretical formulas that are inherited from alchemy and passed down to generations today.

“Everyone from the magic circle in Africa, please follow this Mr. Filch and Hogwarts has prepared a room for you to rest…”

Marx is standing in the vestibule of the school and welcoming the members of the African delegation that arrived today. Most of these members graduated from Vagadu, the only magic school in Africa’s magic circle, but it seems that some strange guys are mixed in.

This is actually very easy to distinguish for Marx.

Ajinbad, the current president of the International Wizard Federation, was a student at the Magic School in Wagga. Previously in France, he shared some recent developments in the African magic circle with Marx and the others on the dinning table.

Today’s students from Wagga are mostly in line with international standards. They are not very different from Britain’s wizards. It can be said that those trivial wisards can only be said to be strange and weird.

Just like the few guys in the crowd:

A large shackle of feathers was placed on one of his heads, and his body was covered with red mud; a shackled apron around his body, but his face was covered with an oversized mask of wood carving; A multi-colored scary outfit can’t be seen even with an inch of skin.

What makes Marx feel a little bit more is an old witch with a brown cloak. Her face was covered with fine natural pigments, and the same colorful cane was in her hand. The stick was still hung with a scary thing that was obviously a skull.

Marx can sense that the old witch is spreading a strange, but powerful, magic power fluctuation.

At this moment, the old witch who had followed the crowd to the direction of the castle seemed to be aware of Marx’s induction, and suddenly stopped and turned back.

“Old Ancestor, what happened?”

Beside the old witch, a young wizard who was almost naked was immediately stopped, and then whispered in a language in Africa.

The old witch is hearing this, and this will take her eyes back from Marx and turn around to continue to follow the crowd.

“Speak in English!”

Her opening is using a very fluid English. Although the pronunciation is somewhat problematic, it is not a problem to understand.

“…If you still want to inherit the tribe from your father, then get used to it as soon as possible.”

“I understand, Old Ancestor Zong…” The African sorcerer, who was a young man, changed his mouth and swears in a lame English. “So, what is Old Ancestor’s sect? What is it? The Britain boy?”

“hmph, when I was in the tribe, I didn’t teach you how to call the wizard of other countries?” The old witch said, and the eyes flashed a chilly killing intent. “Don’t look down on that.” Young people, I feel the majestic soul power in him…”

“The soul power of the majestic?” The young sorceress suddenly blinked, and at the same time he was surprised, he forgot to answer in English. “How much? Is it enough for Old Ancestor to eat stopped?”

This is this time, the old witch did not blame him, but once again gave him a cold look.

“Before the departure, did all of my shacks forget?” The old witch slowly said with her old voice. “If you don’t want to die, you immediately forget the ceremony of the banquet that violated the ban…”

To be honest, the old witch’s heart is also full of greed. But after all is the most unfathomable wizard in the tribe, she can only understand that the young man standing on the lawn is not simple.

“The ancestor is on,” the old witch muttered in the language of the tribe. “What power is that?”

……

And don’t mention the old witch’s side is unusually confused, but said Marx, but still standing in the castle vestibule quietly waiting.

In addition to the African delegation, which is expected to arrive in Hogwarts today, there is also a team of joint representatives from Mesopotamia.

The delegation was too cluttered because of its composition. This integration was also thanks to the assistance organization on the side of the federation. Otherwise, there is a chaotic magic circle that is completely unformed there. The number of scattered people in this competition is likely to be several times more.

Because the modern wizard of Mesopotamia is extremely messy, but in the ancient magic circle, it is quite brilliant. Just like the rise of the exceptionally enduring Babylonian civilization, the local ancient wizards of this period naturally contributed.

And alchemy, it is one of their heritage.

This time, Mesopotamia’s wizard was organized by the International Wizard Federation, and this time it was the consortium’s dispatcher who led the joint team.

When I got here, I thought I had to mention the way the two delegations arrived today.

The African wizards appeared very flat just now, because this time they are mainly Vagga graduates, they all use portkey to appear outside the school.

And then this group of Mesopotamian “miscellaneous army”, the way to debut is more stimulating Marx’s nerves.

Just as Marx was bored there for a moment in the sun, he suddenly noticed a slight wave of magic power on the vestibule. The volatility was shallow and deep, from small to large, and gradually spread.

It was this moment that Marx immediately understood that it was the team of Mesopotamia that was coming.

However, Marx soon smiled a bit.

“Before the people of the Wizards Federation haven’t come to ask for portkey, I think it might be a problem.” He stared at the open space and thought silently. “They didn’t estimate it this time…”

Although it was fluctuating with magic power, Marx didn’t know what method he was trying to use over there, but he knew that the space within the school was reinforced by four founders. If you want to arrive by space, it is a dream.

After a few seconds, Marx vaguely saw some cylindrical outlines on the open space. The large pillars are divided into a circle, which looks like an ancient altar.

But when the pillars were still in a translucent state, with a slight vibration of the space level, all the faintly discernible images disappeared.

Obviously, the mobile intent over there has completely failed.

“It seems that this joint delegation of Mesopotamia is afraid that it will be late…”

Marx shook his head and turned around to write a letter to contact the International Wizard Federation, let them quickly send someone to take the portkey and send it. Just as he walked a few steps, there was another magic power fluctuation similar to the previous one.

“I still don’t give up?” Marx looked back subtly, and looked at it over there. “Would you like to stop brainstorming? Why did the organizers sent by the federation go?”

This time, it seems to have increased the strength, even those pillars are a little clearer. But that’s just a little bit of that’s all, it can’t change the fact that it can’t be over.

When the opposite side failed again, but it began to try the third time, Marx was completely convinced.

“First, don’t mention strength, at least Mesopotamia’s wizard is definitely tough.” He couldn’t help but sigh. “If you can hold on for a long time, look at your perseverance, I am Don’t mind pushing back the specific location on your side…”

Marx said on the other side, while taking out the manuscript paper and sitting down in the same place, he was planning to analyze the other party’s magic power fluctuations on the spot.

Marx, who did not take this time-consuming work, did not do it. At the beginning, he tried to reverse the place of Grindelwald, although it failed because of lack of time.


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