Kyle couldn't understand why the professor of Beauxbatons would ask his students if they had done their homework when meeting guests for the first time...

It's just an ordinary homework, is it important?

Well, even if some professors attach great importance to this, but let's take a step back and say that when there are guests present, and they are guests who have come from far away, can't this kind of small matter be put aside for a while?

Even if it's just for show, at least they should greet the guests. In this respect, the professors at Beauxbatons are a bit impolite.

More importantly, Kyle had never experienced such an embarrassing scene.

His toes clenched tightly on the soles of his shoes.

Kyle felt his face getting hot when he thought about how he had just read the random reply. Especially when Gabrielle and Kanna were trying hard to hold back their laughter, he wanted to turn around and leave.

At this moment, he really wanted to use the time converter to go back one minute and cover his mouth... or cover the mouth of Kanna who told him the truth.

"Don't stand at the door. Didn't you tell Miss Delacour that you wanted to visit the alchemy classroom?"

Fortunately, at this time, Professor Victor spoke, breaking the awkward atmosphere, and this time he spoke very standard English.

Victor turned around and pushed open the door of the alchemy classroom. "Come in."

Kyle immediately walked in, and Kanna followed behind him.

She was surprised to find that the white smoke that could be seen outside disappeared magically once she entered the room. The classroom was not only clean, but also odorless.

It seemed as if he could see what she was thinking.

"Using a little trick can more intuitively show the students' achievements," Professor Victor explained.

He turned his gaze to Kyle and asked, "You are from Hogwarts, right?"

“I guess so,” Kyle said, “but I’ve already graduated.”

"So you are the champion warrior who won the Triwizard Cup?" Victor asked, but his tone was very certain.

"Well, you know me?"

"I don't know you, but I have heard of the Triwizard Tournament. Considering your age and Miss Delacour's attitude, it is easy to guess your identity... From what I know, she doesn't know many British people."

"He saved me." Gabrielle said with a grin.

"I heard about the group of reckless dark wizards at the Quidditch World Cup." Professor Victor said lightly.

Maybe it's just his personality, he seems indifferent to everything.

He looked at Kyle again, "Originally, outsiders are not allowed to enter here, even if you are a student of Hogwarts."

"Then why did you change your mind?" Kyle asked.

Victor did not answer directly, but asked again: "Have you read The Emerald Record?"

"Of course not." Kyle shook his head. "To be honest, it's still unknown whether such legendary items still exist. How could I have seen them?"

"Then how do you know the origin of those words on the classroom?"

"I saw someone's manuscript, and there was this sentence, and the source was marked on it," Kyle said. "I didn't understand it at the time, but I understood it after learning ancient runes."

"Nico?"

"Yes." Kyle nodded without denying it.

"I see." Victor nodded and muttered softly, "It seems that Olim did not lie to me. She told me before that Nico favored a Hogwarts student. At that time, I thought she was joking with me."

"It's all because of Professor Dumbledore," said Kyle. "He took me there, and..."

"No, it has little to do with Albus." Victor waved his hand and interrupted Kyle. "Few people have the patience to learn the boring and complicated ancient primitive runes. You are the third one I have seen."

"Who are the first two?" Kyle asked subconsciously.

Victor didn't answer, but reached out and patted the huge brass stove next to him, "Do you know what this is?"

"Is this a test?" Kyle looked up.

"If you want to understand it that way... yes." Professor Victor said bluntly: "This classroom does not welcome people who are not interested in alchemy, no matter who they are or what their identity is.

"You may have learned the original runes for spells, but if you recognize this thing, it proves that you have indeed studied alchemy comprehensively."

"What if I say I don't know him?"

"Then I can only ask you to visit somewhere else," said Victor.

Kanna immediately looked at Kyle nervously.

"Okay, I do know that." Kyle didn't ask any more questions. He shrugged and said, "Material conversion furnace. To be honest, this thing is really not common."

"What did you say, uncommon?" This time it was Gabrielle's turn to be surprised.

She had been using this furnace since she began studying alchemy, and she thought every alchemist had one in their home.

I didn’t expect Kyle to say that this thing was not common, and even Professor Victor agreed... Could it be some kind of amazing treasure?

Gabrielle thought to herself.

"What on earth is this?" Connor asked.

Of the people present, she was the only one who knew the least about alchemy.

"Material Transformation Furnace." Kyle said again: "It can replace the process of carving magic runes, change the form and structure of matter, simplify the alchemy process, and improve efficiency, but..."

Kyle subconsciously glanced at Gabrielle and Professor Victor and stopped talking.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Professor Victor said nonchalantly, "Traditional alchemists look down on this kind of thing, thinking it's a gadget used to be lazy and opportunistic. At the same time, they also look down on people who need the assistance of instruments to complete the alchemical process."

"That's right, that's why I said this thing is rare. People who have the ability to make it won't use it at all." Kyle spread his hands.

"But isn't this very convenient?" Kanna still didn't quite understand.

"Let me put it another way." Kyle thought for a moment, "This thing is equivalent to... um, automatically stirring the crucible. Is it easier to understand if I put it this way?"

"Oh, I see." Kanna said immediately.

Stirring the potion and adjusting the heat are very important steps in brewing the potion, or the most important steps... Who doesn't know how to throw ingredients into the crucible?

The emergence of the automatic stirring crucible can save these two steps, making the brewing of potions a very simple "crucible throwing" game.

The inventor of this cauldron, Gespard Singleton, became a household name in the wizarding world because he simplified the steps of making potions and appeared on Chocolate Frog pictures and textbooks.

But those who really like potions, or have made some progress in this subject, simply look down on this kind of thing.

Because the automatic stirring crucible can only brew a few very common ordinary potions, and the finished product is a bit too conventional, it can only be considered barely qualified.

If the stove in front of him had the same function, then Kyle's meaning would be easy to understand.

"That's not the case. There is a difference between alchemy and potions."

Professor Victor glanced at the brass furnace. "The prerequisite for learning alchemy is to be proficient in ancient runes.

"This is a huge and complex language system. Once students have mastered it, they will basically graduate. If this is the case, what is the point of offering this course?"

"What if students become dependent on it?" Kyle said. "It's easier to put something in the stove than to learn ancient runes."

"They will know when they are in fifth grade that the conversion furnace is not allowed to be used in the graduation examination," said Professor Victor.

"That's no problem." Kyle nodded.

For students... especially those in lower grades, some auxiliary measures are still necessary, at least to allow them to become familiar with the process in advance and lay the foundation for learning alchemy later.

"Yes." Kyle said, "If you have time..."

"There is no alchemy class today," said Professor Victor.

Kyle's eyes lit up.

For the next few hours, Kyle didn't go anywhere but asked a lot of questions.

From the selection of basic textbooks, to the difficulty grading of knowledge points, to the specific assessment standards...some questions are no longer within the scope of alchemy, but Professor Victor has answered them all.

He even took out some of the students' textbooks, from third to seventh grade, and circled the key points of each book in detail.

In this way, the two discussed from the afternoon until the evening.

Although Kanna couldn't get a word in, she didn't feel bored because there were a room full of new and interesting things she had never seen before, and with Gabrielle's company, she didn't feel bored.

The sky outside the window became darker and darker. As night fell, several magic lamps lit up automatically, illuminating the classroom as bright as day.

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Gabrielle sat there bored and touched her belly.

Kanna didn't feel bored because it was her first time here, but she was different. She was tired of everything here. It was fine at the beginning, but as time passed, she became more and more bored.

More importantly, she was hungry.

Seeing that the two had no intention of stopping, Gabrielle could only walk over and took the initiative to say: "Professor, Kyle, should we go eat first..."

"Eat?" Professor Victor raised his head and glanced outside. "Is it so late already?"

"You just discovered it..." the little girl complained in her heart.

"Okay then." Kyle rubbed his eyes as well. "I didn't feel it just now, but now I'm a little hungry too. I just don't know what the food in Beauxbatons is like."

"I don't think you need to worry about this problem at all. This is France." Professor Victor laughed rarely.

"Come with me, I guess Olympe is ready."

Several people left the classroom, and Professor Victor waved his hand. An elevator immediately came to them and took them back to the first floor.

Like Hogwarts, Beauxbatons' dining room is also in the Great Hall, but it is larger, and the dining tables are not the classic long rectangular ones, but individual round tables covered with exquisite tablecloths, neatly arranged tableware, and even candles on each table.

Many well-dressed waiters shuttled between each table, and it can be said that the sense of ceremony was at its maximum.

"Ah, Olim is waiting for us." Victor looked around and walked straight to the front of the auditorium. "Follow me."

Ms. Maxime was sitting at a huge round table, and Victor arranged for the two to sit on her left.

The people below were talking about it, all discussing who these two strangers who suddenly appeared were and who could make the principal sit there and wait for more than ten minutes.

Only the boy named Jafar turned pale. He never expected that the person he had mocked before was actually the principal's guest, and judging from the scale of the dinner, he was a distinguished guest.

Now he just hoped that the English guy... the British gentleman would not tell tattles to Ms. Maxim, otherwise what awaited him would not be copying textbooks.

But Jafar's worries were completely unnecessary, as Kyle forgot about the incident at that time.

At this moment, he was sitting next to Ms. Maxime, staring in a daze at the dishes brought by the waiter.

They are all very classic French dishes.

French lobster soup, French puff pastry meat pie, Provence stew, Burgundy beef, Marseille fish soup, and the most famous French foie gras...

Kyle took a bite of foie gras and tried a piece of beef.

He had to admit that at this moment, some thoughts in his heart were shaken.

This is what we call gourmet food. Both the ingredients and the cooking method are impeccable.

In comparison, what a hard life he had lived before.

Kyle didn't say anything either, just ate in silence.

Ms. Maxime watched with a glass of wine, her eyes revealing a bit of cunning and contempt.

With Britain's poor recipes and cooking methods, even house-elves can't make anything good.

Perhaps France has not produced many famous wizards, let alone one as incomparable as Dumbledore... But in terms of cooking skills, ten Hogwarts schools put together are no match for Beauxbatons.

Not to mention that this was a banquet she had carefully prepared, and usually this kind of banquet was only held at the opening of a new school year.

Kyle spent half an hour on the meal before he finally put down his cutlery. He leaned back in his chair without caring about his image, not wanting to move.

He felt a little regretful. He should have just had some dry food. Why did he have to come to the restaurant to eat? If he could choose again... well, he would still come.

After trying it once, I couldn't resist it.

"Gabrielle," said Ms. Maxime, smiling, "Please take Miss Prince to the guest room."

"No, no." Kanna, who was also so full that she didn't want to move, waved her hand and refused, "This is too much trouble. We can go back by ourselves."

"It's just a guest room. What's the trouble?" Madam Maxime said nonchalantly. "If you don't feel comfortable with it, I can also let Furong go with you. It just so happens that she has been thinking about trying out the guest rooms in the school for a long time."

There is such a service? Kyle raised his head subconsciously, but he immediately lowered his head the next second, pretending that nothing had happened.

Luckily, no one noticed him, so he managed to save his life. The bad thing about eating too much is that it can cause a short circuit in the brain.

Connor wanted to refuse, but Victor said, "This is my suggestion. Kyle and I may need to discuss some issues later. If it's too late, it will be inconvenient for you to go back. Just stay here for one night."

"Yeah." Gabrielle also chimed in, "It won't be too late for you to go back after breakfast tomorrow."

I don’t know if it was because of Victor’s words or the breakfast...Kanna agreed.

She glanced at Kyle and followed Gabrielle out of the auditorium.

Kyle didn't move. He was waiting for Victor.

In fact, he had almost finished asking all the questions he wanted to ask in the afternoon, and even after being interrupted, the remaining questions would not take long.

As a master of alchemy, Victor should know this, but from what he said just now, it seems like it will take a long time.

But he didn't say it, and Kyle didn't ask.

"Then I won't bother you anymore." Ms. Maxime also left.

Victor nodded at her and took Kyle back to the alchemy classroom.

But this time, as soon as he entered the door, he waved.

Several red symbols lit up on the classroom wall, the door was immediately closed and locked, the curtains also closed automatically, and the entire classroom suddenly became closed.

Kyle instinctively grabbed his wand.

Although he also believed in Professor Victor, he still had to be vigilant.

“Don’t be nervous. Some of the things I’m going to tell you are not suitable for others to hear.” Victor said calmly: “There is no one else here now, and even if you put your ear to the crack of the door, you can’t hear our conversation.”

"What do you want to talk about?" Kyle asked, "It shouldn't be about alchemy."

"It is somewhat related." Victor turned around and asked seriously, "Has Albus Dumbledore used the time-turner to go back a hundred years?"

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(End of this chapter)