A few years ago, Solim had gotten what looked like a meditation basin from the Black family's vault, but it was later confirmed that it was just what it looked like, but was actually something else.

Archibald obtained it from Solim and began several years of intensive research.

Now he has results.

Solim said when he handed over the things to Archibald that the things were his, and he just lent them for research, not so much that there were really results, but that Archibald really couldn't drag it out, so he just took this opportunity to return the things ~ to Solim.

Solim tilted his head and thought about it before he found the memory.

"I remember, you said that the basin was about conversion, right? What does it do?"

Alchemy is a very general and complex science. Unlike Charms or Potions, alchemy itself cannot exist on its own. It had to rely on other disciplines such as potions, patterns, spells, Transfiguration, and even divination and astrology.

Alchemy is the combination of all the disciplines mastered by wizards, building connections and bridges between them, and finally getting the desired result, and the core and most different from other wizarding skills is the method called [Transformation].

Unlike Transfiguration, which changes the appearance of matter, alchemy transforms one thing into something else.

Transfiguration can turn a piece of wood into iron, which has all the properties of iron, but when Transfiguration is removed, iron will turn back into wood.

But alchemy is different, and the wood that has been converted from it has really turned into iron.

If a master alchemist is skilled enough, knowledgeable enough, and well-equipped enough, then he can convert his magic power into any substance.

The conversion of energy and matter that Muggle scientists had in mind was realized by wizards.

That's what the Black family's alchemy basin does: to convert matter into pure magic, or to condense magic into something pure, such as metal.

"In other words," Solim's eyes lit up, "as long as I can continue to provide magic to this alchemy basin, it will be able to produce a steady stream of gold?"

"That's it. Archibald was so sure he had already done it.

"But care has to be taken. He reminded: "The substance is carried by the alchemy basin, and it must be in moderation, otherwise it is likely to be damaged." "

Solim was indeed interested in the alchemy basin.

"Tell me about the experiments you've done, such as trying to convert basilisk scales or something. "

Archibald's face was suddenly a little embarrassed, he had apparently done so.

"The alchemy basin can only be converted into something pure in a certain sense at the moment. He explains: "I didn't fully understand how effective it was. In fact, half of the magic pattern engraved on it has not been annotated. "

"Oh?" said Solim, surprised.

Although the study of magic patterns is an independent science, as long as you are an alchemy master, it is impossible not to be proficient in magic patterns. It's like being able to read music is a basic skill of a composer.

Archibald's attainments in the magic pattern are definitely not to be said, but now he says that he can't understand half of the magic pattern?

It's a bit tactful, but that's what Archibald meant—something he's been in his hands for years, he's been studying it for so long, and half of the magic pattern hasn't been annotated?

Is it because he doesn't want to annotate?

Apparently not. He didn't have the ability to translate and annotate those patterns.

In other words, the alchemy basin has only developed half of its efficacy at best.

"It's kind of interesting. Solim didn't break it, "Does my grandfather know?"

Elrond was a spell solver, the magic pattern was what he was most familiar with, and he had a lot of experience in using it.

"Yes," Archibald shook his head, "I sent the unannotated sigil, and he couldn't see anything." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Although Solim has some knowledge of the magic pattern, he must not be able to compare with these old wizards who have dealt with the magic pattern for half his life. It's not an elusive thing like talent, it's knowledge that takes time and experience to precipitate.

He couldn't give any useful advice or help in this regard, so he chose to focus on the topic more realistically.

"Don't study it now, are you going to give it back to me?"

"Nothing can be studied. Archibald said so, but he clearly wasn't dead yet.

"I've gotten to all the old guys I know who have done something good at the magic pattern - of course, I've only taken a small piece of it, so I don't let people see any flaws. "

"But they, like your grandfather, think that those magic patterns are meaningless and will not have any effect at all. Archibald sighed, "But you and I both know what that alchemy basin is. How could the people who made it engrave meaningless magic patterns, it's just that we don't have the ability to do it. "

"Are all the people you're looking for wizards?" asked Solim.

Archibald was stunned for a moment. He was a little unsure, so he asked cautiously:

"You mean...... Is it possible that the alchemy basin is not a sorcerer's creation, but something of a goblin or an elf?"

"There's no rule that only wizards can make magic items, right?" Solim was puzzled, and it could only be attributed to the innate arrogance of the older generation of pure-blood wizards. After all, whether it is a goblin or an elf, they have all been defeated by wizards. Naturally, you don't have to pay too much attention to the defeated generals.

"I can ask someone when I get back, and you can just tell me the specific passage of the magic pattern. Solim said.

"Who are you going to look for?" Archibald was a little wary, "I must warn you, it's a treasure, all alchemists are crazy about it, and if you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better cover it up." "

"Don't worry, I know it. Solim nodded, "As for who to look for, the wizards can't figure it out, so naturally it's going to be a goblin or an elf." Hogwarts has an elven professor who also happens to teach magic patterns. "[]

"Hogwarts?elven professor of magic crests?" Hogwarts was clearly out of Archibald's radar.

"Yes, Bathida. Barburing, a mysterious professor. She has never been seen anywhere at Hogwarts, except in her classroom. "She never attends the opening party, she never shows up in the castle hallways, she never even goes to the Great Hall—at least when I was in school. "

"Hogwarts...... Is. Archibald shook his head, "In Sculler, we can only see the corpses of elves, and Hogwarts is quite enlightened, and there is even an elven professor." "

He suddenly became interested, as if he had just learned that there was a Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in this world.

"Not only elves, but Hogwarts also has a half-blood giant as a key keeper, and he even taught magical creatures for a semester, and there is also a centaur who teaches divination to junior students......"

Archibald was dumbfounded.

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