The scene was completely silent, except for some slight breathing sounds and the sound of House-elf snapping its fingers.
On the seven High Table, the elderly wizards had different expressions, but the admiration in their eyes was undisguised.
Nearly Headless Nick·Master Flamel in the center. I don't know how many years I have not looked forward to this vast Alchemy community.
The brown-skinned witch's reserve and elegance were no longer there, and she murmured to herself:
"Terra, this is the disciple you took seventy years to recruit? I don't understand - where did you kidnap Hermes from?"
"I talked too much before, Terra."
The white-haired male witch also tensed her body and tried her best to restrain herself, so that her face remained expressionless and did not let her envy show.
Alchemy community There are so many old wizards who long for a disciple who is better than the old ones, and there are so many old wizards who are dazzled at the scene.
This is Alchemy community who follows a strict master-apprentice system, otherwise everyone present would not be one master and one apprentice.
For some disciples who are "not very talented", they may spend their whole lives sorting out their teacher's works; for some disciples who are slightly talented, they can take a step further based on their teacher's work, which can make countless old wizards close their eyes.
In fact, there are many elderly wizards who rely on Potions to support their bodies because they do not want their inheritance to be cut off at the hands of "foolish disciples".
The difference between you being a one-in-a-million genius and finding a one-in-a-million genius is immeasurable.
Because the banquet hall is full of survivor bias, full of unique geniuses. After all, this is the international Alchemy event that takes place once in fifty years.
Disciples with a little talent are already rare, but for the last category of disciples who are rare but hard to come by, no, they are the sweethearts. They can step on the shoulders of their already top teachers to... create an era.
Center of the banquet hall.
Countless pairs of eyes appear in their respective Poly-Mirror films. Their expressions vary, but they all seem to be a little... scared?
Britain Wizard Doro Master and disciple never thought that Hogwarts would actually hide such an amazing wizard. The old witch covered her mouth, while her extremely young disciple was stunned.
Her teacher will still like her and praise her for her talent, right?
There are many wizards like her who can't believe it. Who doesn't know that because of the lineage of Alchemy Master, this is the most "disciple-fighting" magic field.
Due to the shining brilliance of Master Flamel, none of the old wizards are any worse than the others, and the importance of the disciples becomes even higher. If the disciples do not perform well, they will most likely be turned into "jigsaw puzzles" when they return home.
"Forget it International Alchemy Convention Gold Medal for Pioneering Contribution, what does that International Alchemy Convention Joint Committee recognized as the most talented Alchemy master in six hundred years mean?"
The witch asked male witch beside her using an alchemical creation that could make sounds.
"Literally, Miss Heather Gak is about a hundred times stronger than us."
This male witch is not simple either. The part he talks about is actually a hat.
"It is also stronger than all the wizards in six hundred years. I guess the reason why it is not sitting on High Table for a thousand years."
A slightly messy black-haired male witch finally spoke with his mouth.
"No one would have thought that Professor Terra has been laughed at by the teacher for seventy years, and now the teacher will be laughed at for the rest of his life.
I guess it will be recorded this way in the biography--Everyone, let my Bard Box say--"
He took out a small, weird mouth-shaped box that resembled a tape recorder, and the box spit out a low and vicissitudes of voice:
"The first person under Flamel who has been ridiculed for seventy years has finally found a way to cross the mountains of this era. Now, the future will be written by legends.
And those Alchemy divisions who were once short-sighted will be buried in history and will not be able to make a splash..."
"Bard Box? Are you - the famous Norse Bard Alchemist? But why didn't I hear your teacher's name..."
Heather Gack asked.
"Didn't you hear that? That's right, because there can't be any waves."
After he finished speaking, the extremely young Witch Heather Gak burst out laughing.
"Ma'am, don't laugh, your teacher is also in there."
Norse Bard Alchemist turned around and looked at male witch beside him.
"And you."
That male witch was stunned when he heard this sudden attack.
The whispers in the audience failed to affect Dumbledore on the stage. He blinked:
"Let the future speak to his alchemical creations, Sean·Mr. Green. By the way, Hogwarts is proud of you."
Dumbledore As soon as he finished speaking, there was deafening applause from all around, which was more enthusiastic than ever.
Poly-Mirror On the central mirror, the little wizard's calm eyes remained calm.
In fact, Sean was stunned. He did not expect that it would be such a big scene. In other words, he did not expect that a first-year wizard of his would be enough to win such a big honor. Title.
The most talented person in six hundred years, it sounds like it was tailor-made for him.
So he tried to say something, such as explaining his alchemical creation:
"I created several new alchemical rituals..."
Professor Terra's sullen face on High Table finally couldn't help but shine. This kid...
The audience was stunned. Even the old Alchemy Master couldn't help but look at that childish face again and again to confirm that it was not the owner of the castle in Trismegistus who had come back to life.
"Some Fairy Tale Biscuits can make any living creature Transfiguration become Fantastic Beasts, and have the magic power of Fantastic Beasts. Currently, there are only Kneazle, Thestral, Little Fire Dragon, Hippogriff..."
Sean let himself finish speaking as calmly as possible, and then he saw House-elf beside him walking out. It held its head high, carrying Black Crow and White Swan Peacocks, roosters and other living creatures disappeared in place with a snap of the fingers, and then four kinds of Fantastic Beasts appeared instantly on Poly-Mirror... However, in the eyes of some young wizards, there were only three kinds.
After the introduction, the knowledge of Sean occupied his mind, and he frowned:
"Although I made this cookie, its replicability is still questionable. Because even the creator cannot explain the full effectiveness of each step. The only thing I am sure of is that the wizard's will plays a decisive role in it...
And there are still a lot of flaws.
Shapeshifter cannot stay awake, it only lasts one minute, and the production time is too long, it takes three days at the fastest... The most important thing is that if the user cannot long for his upcoming Transfiguration, and firmly believes that he is a Fantastic Beasts, Transfiguration is likely to fail..."
However, the wizards in the banquet hall could no longer listen to any words. They had only one thought in their minds...
An eleven-year-old little wizard captured Authority over Fantastic Beasts for Alchemy community, which he had never dared to dream of for thousands of years.
In the minds of some people, the figure of the little wizard in front of them is close to Nearly Headless Nick·Flamel, or even surpasses...
Authority over Fantastic Beasts... That is synonymous with precognition, mind-reading, change, storm, immortality, rebirth and other powers that haunt wizards.
Bard Box suddenly whispered in the silence:
"When Philosopher's Stone appeared, the road to the alchemical world seemed to have come to an end. But the gods were still calling. After six hundred years of waiting, a new legend had arrived, and the declining Alchemy community would no longer exist:
--Hermes, who walks in the world, is returning with his glory."