Soaring at Hogwarts

Ian's life didn't change much from the past. He went to school, did homework, and hung out with his classmates... It was just that he began to explore the magical world outside the public eye.But it’s nothing more than reading a book and adding some small exercises.

In his free time, he went to Diagon Alley and bought a brass crucible and customized some alchemy furnaces.

I also bought some books at Charing Cross Street. Of course I didn't find "Zhonghe Ji", and I couldn't find "Zhouyi Shen Tongqi", but I finally found something: "Zhouyi".

Haydn accompanied him to Diagon Alley and bought himself a long-eared owl, named Doug.

Doug is nearly half a meter tall and very powerful, but Ian thinks the two tufts of ear feathers on his head make him look a little silly.

In addition to these, there is an unexpected surprise: when I got the "Book of Changes", the "Dayan Divination Method" was refreshed in the notebook.

"The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty with nine. Divide it into two to symbolize two, hang one to symbolize three, dig it into four to symbolize the four o'clock, return to the strangeness of the pole to symbolize the leap, and then leap again at the age of five , so cut it again and then hang it."

There are also notes below detailing how to use yarrow to derive the hexagrams.

With the attitude of the more the merrier, Ian copied the Dayan method into his notebook.Alchemy (alchemy) can bring medicine to maintain the body, and divination can assist in making decisions. It is good to study it a little.

But Ian has not forgotten that what he wants is the great road, and these minors can only get what they want by playing tricks.

The days move forward leisurely, the sun rises later and later, and autumn is here.

Before Samantha's birthday, Doug gave her a big cake.

Samantha wrote back and still sent a few unicorn hairs.In addition, she said that she was almost finished collecting Hagrid's inventory and was preparing to explore the Forbidden Forest - there was excitement in every word.

"Is this against school rules?" Cloris raised her eyebrows high and said dissatisfied, "There are werewolves in the woods!"

"Um..." Ian searched hard in the corners of his memory, "Yes, but they can't bite, so the principal allows them to live there."

"That's too dangerous!"

Cloris sat down and prepared to write a letter to the dean, Professor McGonagall, asking her to stop Samantha's reckless behavior.

"Samantha will be punished."

"That's better than her being in danger."

"It makes sense." Ian felt that if he still wanted free unicorn hair, he would have to help Samantha. "But I have a suggestion. How about we change someone and write to Principal Dumbledore?"

"Is it okay?" Cloris hesitated, "Will the principal be very busy?"

"Give it a try," Ian volunteered, "I'll write it!"

Ian quickly wrote a letter, but it was not a request to stop Samantha's behavior, but a hope that Dumbledore could provide help to ensure her safety.Cloris looked at it and said nothing.

After finishing writing, Ian took out a large bag of lemon ice cream from the refrigerator.

Cloris asked: "Is this going to be sent to Dumbledore?"

"Yeah, maybe he'd like it."

"Then you need to add some ice packs."

Doug flew north with the large package, and Hayden returned to the house after it left.

"What did you send?" He placed the hammer in the entrance hall and asked.

"you guess?"

Haydn has been busy in the yard at the back these days. He wants to build a small house for the two owls - the small nest he gave Agatha before was a bit crude.

Walking to the refrigerator covered in sweat, Haydn prepared for some iced drinks.

"Where's my ice cream?!"

"you guess."

Haydn guessed: "Oh, God——"

Haydn spent three days making a house for the owl and hanging it in the tree.

There were still some materials left, so he built a semi-open cabin for Ian using the courtyard wall.He knew that Ian liked to read and relax in the yard.

"The cabin is yours, Ian."

There were not enough materials, so Haydn could only build a roof and side walls. It was called a hut, but actually it was more appropriately called a shed.But Ian is very satisfied with this cabin. It provides protection from wind and sun and does not block the breath of nature.

The hut became Ian's small base, where he could read, meditate, breathe, and practice.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

Someone rang the Heseltine doorbell.

"Excuse me, is this Ian Heseltine's home?"

After opening the door, a man wearing leather boots - like the style from 100 years ago, Haydn had seen it in a clothing store in Diagon Alley - overalls underneath and a satin suit on top stood outside the door.

Next to him stood the Heselti neighbor, and behind him was a cart with a large number of boxes stacked on it.

The visitor was looking at the doorbell curiously, as if it was incredible that it could make a sound.

Haydn immediately realized where he was coming from.

The next-door neighbor was originally washing his car, but now he was letting the water pipes dance wildly. He came to enthusiastically guide this weirdo how to find Heseltine's house.

"Haydn, your friend?" he asked with interest.

"Ah, yes, a distant relative. An artist from Belfast." Haydn replied as he invited the wizard into his home. "Thank you for your help, Johns. We will talk next time."

"Thank you, sir," the wizard shook Johns' hand and said goodbye. "I don't know how I would have done that without you. I almost wanted to fly in."

Johns looked shocked. He probably didn't expect that Northern Ireland had fallen so far behind that he didn't even know what the doorbell was. As for "flying in", he naturally ignored it.After all, people can't fly, right?

As they shook hands, the cart slowly rolled into the front yard.

Johns was even more confused when he noticed no one was pushing it.

Haydn quickly put his hand on the handle.

"I guess your luggage can't wait," he said in a joking tone, "come on in, uh, Ben Mingjie."

After making up a random name, Haydn pulled the strange wizard in.

"My name is not Benjamin, my name is Remington, and I come from Wieseek Magical Supplies Shop." The wizard said cheerfully, as if he wanted to talk more, "These are the tools ordered by Mr. Ian Heseltine. Does he live here? Is he your child? We found that no owl could carry it, so we had to make a trip ourselves."

"What do you think of my outfit? I think wearing a 'suit' will never be rude, and these pants can represent that I am at work," he enthusiastically introduced his dressing experience, but couldn't help but complain, "But then The shoes were so uncomfortable to wear that I didn’t have time to order new ones, so I wore my own.”

Ian heard the sound and walked to the front yard: "What happened? Dad?"

Haydn breathed a sigh of relief: "Come and take a look at your things."

"Oh, I ordered the alchemy tools." Ian took the bill and looked at it briefly, his eyes still on the balance amount, "Um, okay, let me think about it, it should be enough..."

He signed his name quickly, and the goblins of Gringotts would be responsible for transferring the gold from one vault to another.

"I wish you success, little wizard." Remington touched Ian's head and laughed, "Who doesn't like alchemy?

When I was young I tried to turn lead into gold, and the goblins immediately recognized me - they couldn't hide the tricks of transfiguration.

It took a lot of effort to study this, so I gave up later. It was more suitable for me to inherit the family store. "

Remington took off his non-existent wizard hat, bowed to the two of them, and then disappeared with a "pop" sound.

"Do you have enough money, little Ian?" asked Haydn.

"Probably?" Ian sighed, "Ordering is a temporary pleasure, but the remaining payment is for the crematorium."

After reading the book for so long, Ian is finally going to start operating alchemy.

"The experience/experience of alchemy is far more important than the theory."

The raw materials selected by Ian are mainly mercury and platinum, and necessary gold and silver.

Mercury, with 80 protons, and platinum, with 78 protons, are next to gold, which has 79 protons.

In addition to mercury and platinum, there are also materials such as lead, sulfur, and cinnabar (mercuric sulfide) commonly used in tradition. Of course, Ian has no intention of taking them directly, just doing experiments. Everyone knows that these things are poisonous.

The metals in alchemy are sometimes not metals on the periodic table of elements. For example, the "mercury" mentioned by Nico in "The Testament of Nicholas" includes ordinary mercury, activated mercury, and gold and silver that have been "thiefed" Mercury that turns into mercury when swallowed.

This is alchemical magic.

Gold comes from the remains of stars, and humans have long been chasing these gleaming metals.

In 1941, Dr. Bainbridge of Harvard University and his assistants used "slow neutron technology" to successfully turn mercury, which has an atomic number one greater than gold, into gold.

In 1980, researchers at the Lawrence Berkeley Institute in the United States once again transformed element 83, bismuth, into gold.

They put bismuth into a high-energy accelerator and used the accelerated particles to bombard the bismuth nucleus. As a result, 4 protons broke out of the nucleus, leaving 79 protons. The structure of the bismuth atom underwent a corresponding mutation and became gold. atom.

In the 70s, Soviet scientists also discovered gold in a pile of abandoned lead shells that had been subjected to nuclear reactions.

Alchemy, people's dreams.

Apart from high-energy physics, it is difficult to explain alchemy with simple chemical reactions, but with a little soul and a little spirit, the mysterious magic will reveal its immortal true meaning.