Chapter 271: Upcoming Christmas

These were undoubtedly several letters of challenge; as the first person under "Nicolas Flamel", Professor Tela's alchemy achievements could leave traces even in the entire history of alchemy.

She is a lifetime professor of five magic schools, if it weren't for her age not being enough, she should even sit in the elder seat of the International Alchemy Conference.

But it was such a famous alchemist, yet she could never find suitable students, which was one of the reasons why she traveled between various magic schools.

Without students, there is no inheritance, and inheritance—is one of the important tasks of the alchemy community.

This has nothing to do with the high-level thinking of wanting to promote the progress of the alchemy field, it is just the unwillingness of alchemists.

Every famous alchemist must have his own significant personal style.

This reason has to go back to the obscurity and difficulty of alchemy knowledge, too many references and symbols, sometimes an alchemy masterpiece can even have several annotated texts.

Therefore, the severance of personal inheritance is almost equal to the severance of an alchemy branch inheritance, which is especially true in the magic world.

After all, most of the progress of magic is driven by individual great wizards.

In the alchemy classroom.

Professor Tela looked at Xiang Xien with burning eyes.

She should have come to Hogwarts earlier...

"Still count..."

Her face could be seen clearly again, and her voice was also clearly visible,

"Well, child, incredible results!"

She had, after all, lost her composure somewhat.

"From today on, your time will belong to the vastness of alchemy, you should finish reading these books after the Christmas holiday...

And present a paper on alchemy rituals."

Her calm tone carried severity and expectation, and with a wave of her hand, some books hidden in the deepest part of the classroom flew out.

Alchemy, after all, is a ritual magic. Unlike the rigor of potions, alchemy rituals have different styles, but almost all alchemists agree on one thing—an alchemist cannot use two rituals at the same time.

This means that after an alchemy apprentice learns a specific ritual and forms a habit, it is difficult for him to learn another ritual.

It also represents that he has entered an alchemy school.

After leaving the alchemy classroom, Xiang Xien had many more books in his hands, all of which were Professor Tela's personal annotations.

What Xiang Xien didn't know was that the alchemy field was similar to the master-apprentice system.

The theories and methods introduced in these personal annotations are like master-apprentice certification; as long as you show the same exclusive skills, alchemists will inevitably know the source of your inheritance.

In the corridor, the rainstorm slowly stopped.

Xiang Xien's pace was light; he probably understood that his talent was still quite good even in the alchemy world.

When he first rode a flying broomstick, he understood that he could perceive the magic flow within alchemy creations, and dismantle the magic rune composition of alchemy creations...

Just like a potion master can distinguish the heat, stirring intensity, and brewing timing by himself.

This is the talent for a certain branch of magic, and here, it is the magic world of talent.

"Great Green! How is it? Did Professor Tela say—"

The corridor always refreshes the Weasley twins, Xiang Xien was already used to this.

"No."

Xiang Xien recalled for a few seconds,

"The professor just said: 'Incredible results'."

"Ah—?"

Fred let out a desperate low exclamation.

"Then those unpalatable biscuits we ate—"

George also followed and added desperately.

Realizing that they had let something slip, their faces changed, and they ran away in a flash.

Xiang Xien sighed; if the twins wanted to open a shop, he would actually be very happy to sponsor them.

After all, it was a steady and profitable business.

There was one week left before Christmas.

The sky suddenly cleared up, turning into a bright and dazzling protein color.

One morning, the muddy field was covered with a layer of crystal white frost. The castle was filled with a busy Christmas atmosphere.

Professor Flitwick, who taught Charms, had already decorated his classroom with colorful lights, which would turn into real fairies, flapping their wings.

The corridor outside the auditorium.

Xiang Xien and the others found that the corridor was blocked by a large fir tree. Seeing those two big feet sticking out from under the tree, and hearing the loud huffing and puffing, they knew that the person behind the tree must be Hagrid.

"Hey, Hagrid, need help?"

Luo En asked, sticking his head out from between the branches.

"No, I can do it, thank you, Luo En."

Hagrid said muffled, and then dragged the fir tree away—it was going to be placed in the auditorium as a Christmas tree.

Everyone couldn't wait for the holiday. The Hope Hut was also warmer.

Harry sat on a stool, drinking oat milk, watching the white mist slowly rise; he felt that this room could bring hope to people more than anywhere else.

"Xiang Xien, can I test the spell proficiency?"

Xiang Xien put down the Howler he had just made; he was just a little bit of proficiency away from reaching 【Apprentice】.

It happened that it was time to eat, and everyone in the Hope Hut defaulted that there was some rest time before and after meals, they weren't study maniacs... were they?

"Xiang Xien means, hurry up, Harry."

Jia Siting said on the side with a tease.

"Oh oh!"

Harry raised his wand nervously.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

A wooden board floated up.

Xiang Xien waved his wand, and the form with Harry's big head on it floated over.

It was written on it—Harry: Levitation Charm 【Skilled】, Water-Making Charm 【Entry】...

"Really not bad!" ===== CHAPTER 272 =====