Chapter 149 Chapter 148: Killing people like hemp and slaughtering Europe
The Christmas holiday is not that long.
Seeing that it is already the last day before the start of school. Many young wizards returning home have returned to school, and Hogwarts trains are more punctual than most British trains.
After the nourishment of the Christmas holiday, the eyes of many poor students have regained light, and they happily share anecdotes about the holiday with their friends. The originally deserted school immediately became lively.
Of course.
There are also little wizards who are still reminiscing about their vacation time and feel that time passed too fast. For example, the Gryffindor twins regret that they did not have enough time to prank their little brother.
Perhaps for many young wizards at Hogwarts, the holiday is fleeting, but for them, the two weeks are almost two months long for Ian.
He was indeed trapped in the time loop for a long time, so that when he saw his two good roommates, Ian found that they were already slightly shorter than him.
"Why have you grown so much in one go?" Michael walked into the dormitory carrying his belongings, and was very surprised when Ian stood up to greet him.
William was also quite surprised when he stood next to Ian and compared the heights of himself and Ian with extremely exaggerated gestures. He has always been very good at providing emotional value.
In fact, Ian is only a hair tip taller than him. Of course, to them, it was as if Ian had grown several centimeters in two weeks.
"No, I've always been this tall." Ian suppressed his urge to stand on his heels and showed an indifferent expression, pretending to be confused.
"No! It's definitely not like this!" Michael took out the photo of the three of them that he had kept before. When they first entered school, Ian, who was between the two of them, was clearly a little shorter.
Seeing the evidence being laid out, Ian could only change his rhetoric immediately, "That must be because I have been studying during the holidays, and the thick knowledge has piled up my height."
< br>Such sophistry may not even be believed by Gryffindor, let alone young wizards from Ravenclaw like William and Michael.
"You must have secretly brewed a potion to grow taller for yourself. The Spanish wild boar my mother raised didn't grow as fast as you. She also fed the wild boar a lot of body-growing feed commonly used by Muggles."
< br>Michael stated his guess confidently.
His metaphors are as abstract as ever.
“…”
Ian was immediately speechless.
William didn't question anything. The green-haired boy just moved next to Ian and looked at Ian with pitiful eyes.
"Can you also give me some magic potion to grow taller?"
His eyes were full of desire for height.
“I didn’t.”
Ian spread his hands to express his helplessness.
"Stop eating alone, please give me some magic potion to grow taller. I beg you, please." William didn't know if he was stimulated by Ian's growing taller.
He clearly didn't care about his height before the vacation.
“Here.”
Ian was helpless. He thought about it and took out a bottle of leftover potion. William was also brave, and after taking it, he poured it directly into his mouth.
“It tastes a bit weird.”
The words just fell.
Seeing that William began to grow rapidly in front of Ian and Michael, his loose robe was visibly stretched out by the naked eye. He hurriedly took off his clothes so as not to damage them.
The changes in height and appearance are very obvious. As if the magic of time acceleration had been exerted on William, his body quickly grew taller, and his originally slightly short body was now close to the height of an adult. His muscle lines began to appear, and although he still had some youthful youthfulness, he had begun to gain a sense of strength.
The lines on his face are also much more three-dimensional.
"Oh my god! What kind of magic potion is this! The effect is so obvious!" Michael looked up at William, who was about 1.75 meters tall, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Aging agent."
Ian looked down at the pill bottle that William threw to the ground.
"It turns out to be an age-increasing agent... I thought it was some kind of magic potion that can produce permanent effects." Michael was slightly regretful. He obviously also knew the effects and limitations of the age-increasing agent.
“It’s over!”
Michael didn’t seem to care what he was drinking. He ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and then walked out of the bathroom with a decadent look on his face. Walked out.
"Too short?"
Ian blinked.
“???????”
William looked confused.
“That’s too thin.”
Ian made another guess, which made Michael laugh immediately when he realized what Ian was talking about, while William's expression became even more depressed.
“It’s because I’m too short.”
William sighed heavily, which made Ian a little confused. Michael, who thought of something at this time, immediately explained William's strange behavior to Ian.
“He told me when he was on the train that a beautiful older sister moved next door to his house. She is 1.78 meters tall and has a pair of incredibly long legs.”
After Michael’s explanation, Ian understood why William suddenly cared about height. It turned out to be Sichun, who had adolescent fantasies about the sister next door.
"It's okay."
Ian knew it was time to use his comforting skills.
He has always been good at this.
“When you grow up, the eldest sister next door to you will definitely have a child with soy sauce, and you are not as tall as her. Anyway, it won’t be your turn to marry her in the end.”
What a sincere and reasonable analysis.
Ian felt it was enough to comfort his good roommate.
However.
“??????”
William’s expression froze, and his flushed face was a little unconvinced. He now has an appearance that only appears when he is eighteen years old, and his voice is also the same. It has become a lot lower.
"In three years at most, no, two years, I will definitely be able to start a relationship." Although this guy didn't say it explicitly, there was still a hint of respect for the sister next door in his words. Admiration.
"This will be easier to handle."
Ian went directly to the window and pulled a stool over.
"Then you are not tall enough anyway. I can build you a chair that can automatically adjust the height. If you have a chance to get married, you can still guarantee happiness after marriage."
Ian The words immediately made William blush.
“What does this mean?”
William didn't fully understand it, but when he saw Michael lying on the bed and laughing so hard that he looked like he was about to have a convulsion, he also realized that there must be some other meaning in Ian's words.
"Uh..."
Ian was still thinking about how to explain.
Michael stood up and explained for him using words, hands and feet.
“Ian is saying you can’t reach it anyway!”
Don't even say it.
Little Black Brother’s movements are quite standard.
I don’t know if I secretly used unhealthy journals at home to learn knowledge that I shouldn’t have learned. In short, William's face turned as red as a monkey's butt after reacting.
"There is no such dirty thing as what you said! I met love! Do you understand love?" William explained hurriedly, looking a little confused.
Although he is about 1.75 meters tall and has an appearance that he will have only after he is an adult, he still looks very different from a normal eighteen-year-old youth.
Only then did Ian finally realize why his and Aurora's disguises were seen through by the landlady of Hogsmeade Village. Some things were indeed different that could be seen at a glance.
"No! I was a college student in my last life! I'm an adult now." Ian felt that he didn't have many flaws, after all, he was truly an adult.
You can’t say that you can tell it at a glance even if you don’t have social experience, right?
……
The lively atmosphere was restored in the dormitory.
Ian has been alone for a long time, and he really misses this feeling. Of course, if Michael hadn't brought out the specialties he brought back from home, tonight would definitely be regarded as a warm reunion of friends after a brief farewell.
“Is this thing really edible?” Ian looked at the [Pickled Puffin] that Michael took out. He really doubted that Michael’s family was not pure black.
"Of course! My mother feeds us by making these foods!" Michael didn't eat, he just opened the sealing lid, causing the entire dormitory to collapse instantly.
“Has it gone bad?”
After the effect of the age-increasing agent passed, William, who returned to being a little wizard, also pinched his nose.
"No, this is the taste."
Michael also showed Ian and William how to eat it.
“vomit~”
William was the first to resist retching. It wasn’t that he didn’t have enough endurance, but that he didn’t have the advanced learning progress of Ian, so there was nothing he could do. Put a bubble spell on yourself.
"I respect every way to make money, but will anyone really buy this thing? Will wizards eat this thing too?" Ian stared at Michael's mouth eating the puffin.
He really admired Michael's chewy taste buds.
“Wizards also like it. In fact, it is mainly sold to Muggles. Now the gentlemen in London like to try this new thing from far away from the ocean.”
< br> "Remember what I said that my father died, so the Ministry of Magic supports families like mine, so we can use Muggle currency to exchange for a certain amount of gold galleons every year." Michael said and took out another A sealed can came out, and Ian quickly went up and held down the other person's intention to open it.
He seriously suspected that it was either a herring or something weirder than a herring.
"Speaking of the Ministry of Magic, have you heard about the Ministry of Magic coming to school before?" Ian tried to change the subject and silently stuffed a lot of things that Michael brought back under the bed for Michael.
He deliberately pushed hard inward, so that everything was stuffed deep under the bed, so that when Michael wanted to take it out, he had to crawl under the bed.
Ian gave himself enough time to escape.
"Of course I heard about it, my dad told me... Minister Fudge brought back a very horrific corpse, and several extremely evil black magic residues were found on it."
< br>William's family works in the Ministry of Magic, so it's not surprising to know this. However, after he finished speaking, he lowered his voice and whispered to his two roommates.
"It is said that Minister Fudge got secret information at the beginning, thinking that Principal Dumbledore was trying to perform a black magic ritual to resurrect someone, and then came to Hogwarts to catch Principal Dumbledore. .”
"However, he obviously failed to succeed. According to my dad, Secretary Fudge not only failed to get what he wanted, but he has even become a little suspicious now."
"He tells others every day, If he died, it must have been Dumbledore. I don’t know how prejudiced he is against our kind principal.”
It was obvious that William’s tone was full of resentment. After all, for the students of Hogwarts, What evil intentions can a principal who only occasionally puts on a straight face and always smiles have any bad intentions?
No matter how you look at it, the Minister of Magic is scaremongering and even trying to judge others by himself - Michael and Ian both quite agree with William's view.
"This is a frame-up, and he has another plan. Even if the Minister of Magic is really dead, I think someone must have used his remarks to try to frame Principal Dumbledore. "Ian angrily accused the Minister of Magic Fudge for his behavior. He didn't care what happened to Cornelius Fudge after he left the basement.
"That's right!"
William agreed with Ian's statement.
Everyone knows that although his family once helped the saints, and he is also trying to get closer to the new generation of saints, he is still a loyal fan of Albus Dumbledore.
This can be seen from the several pairs of underwear printed with Albus Dumbledore's pattern.
“Someone died in the school, and Rebecca didn’t write to tell me about it. Was it those guys who often mocked me for going to Slytherin House to find Rebecca?”< br>
Michael's perspective on caring about the dead is also somewhat unique. It was reasonable for him not to hear any news. After all, the professors in the school had almost blocked the news about Quirrell's death.
When Snape rushed into the auditorium, although there were many young wizards who were staying at the school, no one else dared to eavesdrop on the conversation between Snape and several professors like Ian did.
Although people from the Ministry of Magic came to the school with great force afterwards, Cornelius Fudge was frustrated and could not let others publicize his failure after all.
There may be a small group of people who are well-informed, such as those pure-blood families, who have even heard about the battle between Ian and Voldemort, but naturally they will not publicize this kind of thing in the school.
Even those students from pure-blood families with loud mouths will be warned and reminded by their families. After all, it is about Voldemort, and most people are very aware of how much panic it can cause.
"No."
William answered Michael's question, but he did not continue to speak. Instead, he turned to look at Ian, which made Ian, who was thinking about something in his mind, lift his head slightly. Headed.
"I only heard a little bit, a little bit." Ian hesitated and looked at Michael next to him. He was debating whether to tell Michael that he saw it during the vacation. There was a little black girl and a white boy hanging out at night, so of course Rebecca didn't have time to write to Michael.
A first grade little wizard.
It can only be said that children in the wizarding world may be equally precocious. They may not know about deeper intimacy, but falling in love still happens to a small number of "young" people.
"Who is it?"
The confusion on Michael's face was that he was kept in the dark in every sense of the word.
He is a real Menggu man.
"It's Professor Quirrell. You may not recognize him because we haven't reached the age to take Muggle Studies classes yet." Ian was finally able to clear up some of his roommate's less sensitive confusions.
“You really know who died!”
William shouted in surprise.
"I also know this Professor Quirrell. We also hit him with snowballs. Have you forgotten?" Michael has a good memory. This happened on Christmas Eve.
"Yes, yes, it's that unlucky professor. He is really unlucky." William looked at the direction of the dormitory door, then lowered his voice and whispered, "I Dad said that Professor Quirrell could not help but be used as a sacrifice before his death. , and someone used Professor Quirrell to make a Horcrux in school."
"I'm afraid there is no one in the world who has died more miserably than this professor..." William's voice contained a hint of emotion. With emotion, his words made Ian open his eyes in surprise.
“What is a Horcrux?”
Michael's blank expression was what a normal little wizard should look like. You know, many adult wizards may have never heard of the dangerous knowledge of Horcruxes.
"It should be a kind of container to hold the soul? I also heard my father say so. He didn't explain much to me, and even scolded me not to ask more questions."
William's response felt a little uncertain.
He looked at Ian.
"Perhaps Ian can tell us what a Horcrux is?"
The two little wizards looked at Ian with eyes full of curiosity.
"It's your fault if your dad doesn't tell you!" Ian finally felt that there was indeed fatherly love in William's family. No normal parent would tell their children these terrible things.
"Your father won't tell you, and as your adoptive father, of course I can't tell you either. Horcruxes are scary anyway." Ian still knows what propriety means sometimes.
“You don’t know, right?”
Michael used an exaggerated questioning voice to provoke him.
"Haha." Of course Ian would not be fooled. He just snorted and then looked at William, "Is your father also the Ministry of Magic official responsible for disposing of Professor Quirrell's body?"
One thing to say .
William does know a little too much.
“No.”
William shook his head.
"Huh?"
Ian did not expect to receive such a response at all, "Even the newspapers have not published these news in the past few days. The Ministry of Magic should have a high degree of confidentiality about the cause of Professor Quirrell's death. Right? "
In fact, Ian is not sure whether it has anything to do with the secrecy of the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Daily Prophet that has resumed publication has many subtle differences from before.
The revision has not been revised.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the changes in the focus on reporting and the text layout of authoritative reporters’ columns. God knows what actions Grindelwald’s saints have taken.
"Don't forget what my family does." Facing Ian's question, William's expression suddenly became proud, but his voice was much lower than before.
“Our family can know the news immediately about most things that happen in the Ministry of Magic. My grandfather has many collections, which are placed in various corners of the Ministry of Magic by my father.”
< br>What a sentence that makes people think deeply and fearfully.
Michael's eyes widened.
Ian is also imagining things.
"Are the wizards at the Ministry of Magic not aware of it at all?" Ian did not believe that the people in the Ministry of Magic were really useless and would not impose various security measures on the offices of the Ministry of Magic.
“After so many years, those methods are still the same... There are ways to avoid them. The great Lord Grindelwald once personally wrote a manual to deal with related problems.”
Good guy.
William's words made Ian a little amazed. It turns out that Grindelwald didn't just become obsessed with writing books recently. The choice of Gilderoy Lockhart's identity may also have something to do with his personal quirks.
It’s just that this old man likes to write things, but it’s really not serious since he was young. Ian felt a little tired when he thought about the book "Human Weakness: The Secret of Prince" that Aurora read to him.
"Your family is really...everyone is a talented person."
Ian gave William a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart. The reserve forces are all such loyal and outstanding spy talents. Think of Greene's past. There are indeed many capable wizards in DeVoe's team.
"I will definitely be more powerful than my father and my grandfather. When I was dreaming, I also dreamed that you would take me to do destruction. In the dream, I directly became your right-hand man." William puffed up his chest proudly.
He seemed to be just talking about his expectations in his dream.
However.
Perhaps only Ian understands that William's ability to strike is indeed good.
“…”
Ian didn’t know how to respond to William’s words, because William’s dream was what happened to him in the cycle. Obviously, this roommate was also affected by the mysterious force. one of the personnel.
"Why am I not in your dream? What about me?" Michael looked aggrieved. Like other people, he did not receive any information related to the time loop.
Ian has already done some detailed investigation and understanding. Not all young wizards can dream of fragments in the time loop, and he does not know whether it is related to the bloodline between wizards.
"Of course there is you, but you went to catch Rebecca and her little boyfriend, and you are not in the mood to follow us to achieve great things!" William inadvertently revealed some truths.
He thought it was a dream.
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And Michael thinks so too.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Rebecca's future boyfriend will only be me! She smiles at me often! She smiles at me an average of seven times more than she smiles at other people!" Michael's voice He firmly chose to deny William's dream, and even provided concrete statistics to explain it.
Ian patted him on the shoulder.
Said nothing.
He walked towards the bathroom.
While peeing in the toilet, he heard the conversation between William and Michael outside. It was obvious that William might be much more enlightened than Ian in some aspects.
"Being generous is friendship, being cautious is love. My friend, you will understand this truth." William said in a serious voice, deliberately holding his own throat.
He is imitating his voice when he grew up when he used age-increasing drugs.
Children will be children after all.
……
Time is like running water.
The more you care about it, the faster it will slip away.
The time after school starts is more fulfilling for the little wizards who love to learn, but the increasingly intensive courses still make many little wizards feel a little uncomfortable.
Especially the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
There are really only a few students who can stand firm until get out of class is over without their legs shaking, and who are still in good spirits. Grindelwald can always find many ways to play tricks on the little wizard.
Not very harmful.
But the mental impact was huge.
Ian believes.
If Grindelwald can complete the seven years of Defense Against the Dark Arts courses, the batch of Hogwarts students who will graduate in the future will definitely become graduates who are not surprised by all major events. .
"To a certain extent, Grindelwald's teaching method is indeed better at cultivating outstanding talents." Ian can understand Grindelwald's teaching.
He was just wondering why Albus Dumbledore was so fond of Grindelwald.
Not only the students' parents, but also several professors had complained to him about Grindelwald's extreme teaching, but Albus Dumbledore only calmed these people's emotions.
No corrections were made to Grindelwald's teaching methods. Ian once felt a hint of Albus Dumbledore's emotions during a dinner party.
It’s hard to describe.
It is a rather complicated feeling. There was worry, fatigue, and self-blame, but the most overwhelming thing was a sense of determination... It was hard to guess why the old principal would express such emotions.
There seems to be some secrets between Aurora and Albus Dumbledore. She often goes to see Albus Dumbledore at night, presumably to learn magic from Albus Dumbledore.
This is not Aurora's own wish, but Albus Dumbledore's sincere urging since Christmas. On the contrary, the principal did not care much about Ian's study progress.
"Dumbledore must have felt that I don't need anyone else to urge me to study." Ian approached Aurora after another get out of class, trying to find out what she had learned.
However.
My good friend Aurora avoided talking about it.
She just raised her arm, showing the connection established between her and Albus Dumbledore. The faint mark had a magical aura that was very familiar to Ian.
"Unbreakable vow?"
Ian blinked in surprise.
He was very surprised, "Our principal is so vicious! Wait until I call another good friend of mine to come over and reprimand him! How could he establish such a thing with an underage girl!"
Aurora shook her head slightly.
“This is my voluntary choice.”
She covered her arms.
“What did you choose?”
Ian’s curiosity is very strong.
Aurora was quite helpless when she saw the face in front of her, "Of course I can't say it. Principal Dumbledore specifically made a rule on this point."
Couldn't get the answer I wanted.
Ian curled his lips.
"It's okay. When I study it further, I will definitely have a way to remove this spell without any harm. I will be fierce in the realm of the soul." Ian's voice was full of confidence. He has indeed been studying this form of wizard contract, mainly so that he can swear fiercely in front of others in the future.
"Actually, it's not an interesting thing. No matter what agreement Principal Dumbledore and I have, I think his ultimate goal should be what I told you before."
< br>Aurora also knew that if she didn't satisfy the little wizard's curiosity, she would definitely think about the accomplice in front of her every day, so she pondered for a moment and then picked something to say.
After all.
Others may just say that they want to break a magic, but if Ian said this, Aurora would be really worried that Ian would do some outrageous things.
“What purpose?”
Ian tried to think back. His recent life pace was quite tight and he had little sleep time, so some unimportant things were not too big. impression.
"Of course I will make you king."
Aurora and Ian walked side by side in the corridor. There were many little wizards who wanted to say hello to Ian, but because she was nearby, they seemed afraid to approach.
Grindelwald's name is too loud.
Most of the time.
Only the little wizards in Slytherin dare to touch Aurora. Even though Ian has gained a bad reputation in school, everyone knows that Ian doesn't like killing classmates.
Grindelwald is different. Since there is an Aurora in the school, many students have gossiped about this family. Many books have written that Gellert Grindelwald loves to kill his classmates.
They are all worried that Aurora also has this hobby in her bones.
"You said your grandfather had this kind of expectation, but it's not like that... the wizard king or something, now it's a democratic society." Ian didn't quite believe in Aurora's judgment.
Nothing more.
Obviously Aurora has a completely different view.
“Although I don’t know what happened, from my personal feeling, in fact, Albus Dumbledore may want you to ascend the throne of wizards more than my grandfather now. "Aurora looked at the little wizard beside her, lowered her voice and spoke softly.
"Yes, that's it. Didn't you see that my grandfather's smile has never stopped smiling recently? He knows that Dumbledore is completely on the same side as him."
The Germanic girl's tone was filled with emotion and confusion, "Speaking of this, I actually want to know how you changed our greatest white wizard of this century, so that He is willing to risk his life's reputation to build momentum for you and promote the feudal restoration of the wizarding world."
Face Aurora's inquiry.
Ian pondered for a moment.
"What did Principal Dumbledore tell you? This should be what he can tell me?" He didn't know how to talk about his indissoluble bond with the Dumbledore family.
“Yeah.”
Aurora looked forward again.
“Dumbledore told me that he wanted to try something taboo, and even with his status and strength, he could not suppress the world’s fear and prejudice against that taboo.”
The Germanic girl's words made Ian's eyes narrow slightly.
He thought about Albus Dumbledore's recent strange attempt with a time turner, and that Dumbledore's Mystery might appear from somewhere anytime, anywhere.
“His~”
The little wizard, who seemed to be connecting some information together, suddenly took a breath of cold air. He thought he was bold enough, but he didn't expect that the seemingly conservative old principal was bolder than him!
"It seems that you have thought about why Dumbledore has changed so much." Aurora's bright, heterochromatic eyes caught all the changes in Ian's expression.
“Maybe?”
Ian is actually not sure whether he is too sensitive.
After all.
That kind of thing...dare you think about it? Dare you try?
"Now it's your turn to tell me why." The Germanic girl was obviously curious enough, but her cold face didn't show it as clearly as Ian did.
"It is for someone he cares about to be able to bathe in the sunshine...life without being affected by the outside world. Of course, the premise is that his attempt can succeed." Ian stood in the hall and looked up. He turned in the direction of the principal's office, his tone filled with indescribable complexity and surprise.
“Yeah.”
Aurora nodded thoughtfully.
She did not continue to ask.
But he took the initiative to change the topic.
"You should still skip the flying lesson later, right?" Aurora used an affirmative sentence. After all, the little wizards knew that even if the professor deducted points, it would not affect Ian's skipping the flying lesson.
"Huo Qi will deduct 100 points from me. Our college will definitely win this semester, so I still go about my own business. I recently found a very powerful baby."
"After I have researched that it is not a threat, I will take you to pay homage to my new baby." Ian looked at the hourglass assigned by the School of Statistics, then waved to Aurora and ran towards the stairs.
The big treasure he was talking about was naturally the black-robed skeleton. He had been studying the contract with the black-robed skeleton these days, so he entered a state where he almost forgot to eat and sleep.
He skipped any class that was not important.
Just to find out whether the black-robed skeleton poses a threat to him.
It’s no wonder that Ian would be nervous about the contract with the black-robed skeleton. After all, Salazar Slytherin really made him realize the sinister nature of people’s hearts. God knows if there are any problems in the contract with the black-robed skeleton.
“If the contract is really related to my phoenix, it shouldn’t be very harmful to me, right?”
Ian and Dark Phoenix have a heart-to-heart connection, but I rather believe that Dark Phoenix will not really lead him into a deep ditch. There are no rumors about the second-year-old Phoenix in history.
You know, the Phoenix has always been the most loyal representative. Even if the hair on its body turns black, this attribute will not change because of its weird appearance?
To be honest, Ian was actually a little unsure when he saw the dark phoenix flying in front of him and started laughing strangely.
“Jie Jie Jie~”
This phoenix with a weird cry may be an exception. After all, it is absolutely different from most phoenixes, especially the one that can directly pick it up. The ability and characteristics of walking in other people's souls.
After returning to Hogwarts with the black robed skeleton and the black phoenix, Ian first made an agreement with the black robed skeleton for three chapters, so that the black robed skeleton's range of activities was limited to the Room of Requirement.
Immediately he went to the library to conduct a careful search. In the first few days, Ian read almost all the books related to Phoenix in the Hogwarts library.
However.
He still has not found the connection between the phoenix and "soul attack" in any unofficial history, let alone the characteristic of swallowing souls and feeding back magic power to the master.
"Maybe it's not a naturally occurring ability?" Ian was quite concerned about the fact that the black-robed skeleton had mentioned several times that the black phoenix was the result of biological alchemy, and that it had no soul and was just a body.
It's just that he researched Black Phoenix over and over, but he couldn't find the abnormality mentioned by the black-robed skeleton, which verified that Black Phoenix was indeed completely immune to magic targeting the soul.
Whether this is because there is no soul is actually not sure.
"Biological Alchemy...I can't be wrong." The black-robed skeleton bullied the dementors every day, and it temporarily put down the toys in its hands when faced with Ian's doubts.
The dementor, who had been played badly, could see that he was really desperate for life. There was an evil little wizard who used it as a coolie, but now there is a terrifying undead creature that likes to stick its head into its mouth.
This world!
Let the dementors live!
"I don't see any traces of biological alchemy. Maybe it's because my alchemy is not advanced enough?" Ian's uncertainty was only met with the black-robed skeleton raising his hand.
It's referring to my own brain again.
Silence is better than sound. He confidently expressed that he could not answer Ian's question. The little wizard sighed. He felt that he should ask Professor Nick Flamel for advice on this issue.
Of course.
There are also questions about the black-robed skeleton and the contract.
Nick Flamel, the most powerful alchemist of this century, Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard of this century, and Gellert Grindelwald, the most terrifying dark wizard. Can be someone to seek help from.
If it weren't for the fear that Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald would capture the black-robed skeleton directly, without a coolie who is more useful than the dementors, Ian would have gone before the holiday was over. I asked two old men to help me.
"Don't move around here. I'll go out and bring back some oranges." Ian ordered the black-robed skeleton again, and then rushed out of the Room of Requirement.
Nick Flamel's office is easy to find because he has opened visiting rights to Ian. It is completely different from the office of the previous alchemy professor Arthur King who was always difficult to find.
Standing in front of a door that he was not sure where he would appear at, could change position at any time, and could not be seen by ordinary people, Ian organized his words before raising his hand to knock on the door.
“Come in, little guy.”
Nick Flamel’s old voice sounded from the door. He obviously knew who the visitor was, so the door without a handle slowly opened. Slowly opened to both sides.
Inside is an oval-shaped room with a very vast space. There is a floating light source as bright as the sun, which provides 24-hour continuous lighting for the entire room.
It’s more than that.
Ian also saw clouds on the ceiling and birds that seemed to be real. The place seemed to have been transformed into a natural environment.
The surrounding walls, the various tools on the ground, and the tables all indicate that this is really indoors, otherwise it would be easy to give people the wrong impression.
"Did you encounter any difficulties in alchemy?" Nick Flamel did not raise his head. He was at a working table, tinkering with a machine that looked extremely sophisticated.
It is somewhat similar to the time converter, but also very different. The sparse gravel inside makes Ian feel familiar, but his eyes are quickly attracted by another alchemical creation on the long table.
That's an earth.
It seems to be only slightly larger than a basketball, but there are all kinds of things on it. When Ian got closer, he also found many small dots moving on the "planet". Nick Flamel pushed a magnifying glass towards Ian, smiled, and continued to tinker with the weird instrument in his hand.
Ian grabbed the magnifying glass and took a closer look, a somewhat shocked expression suddenly appeared on his face. I saw that those densely packed dots were actually animals living "on earth".
Even the sea is the same.
Birds, reptiles, large mammals, all real animals on earth can be found on this "earth", and there are even small but lifelike magical animals.
“This is simply an incredible work!” Ian has a very deep understanding of alchemy, and because of this, he can more clearly understand how extraordinary such a work is.
"After all, it's not real life, it just looks like life." Nick Flamel was not being modest, there was a sense of regret in his tone. Obviously, he was regretting that he had not been able to accomplish what all alchemists longed to have access to - the authority of the Creator.
"You are already an almost perfect imitation of the Creator." Ian even saw primitive people on "Earth", living in tribal groups.
Hunting, cooking, breeding, everything you need.
"Imitation is just imitation after all."
Nick Flamel stopped the repair work in his hands and looked up at the little wizard not far away, "This is your first time coming to me. , you must have encountered a lot of difficulties?”
He asked again about the help Ian wanted.
"Yeah."
Ian felt that it was not good for him to start talking about undead skeletons, dark phoenixes and biological alchemy, so he planned to start with something less evil. Talk about things.
“Boom~Boom~”
The little wizard poured out the pile of magic stones he had harvested in the trance. When he encountered a black-robed skeleton in the forbidden forest, he subconsciously pretended The bowtruckle that was put into the money bag was also poured out while sleeping.
The little guy woke up and planned to be on guard.
However.
Nick Flamel, who was originally slow, became more agile than a young man. After jumping up from the stool, he rushed forward and pushed the poor Bowtruckle away.
"Merlin! So many magic stones!"
Nick Flamel's tone was horrifying.
"How many people have to be killed? All of Europe?!"
Ian didn't wait for a reply.
The master of alchemy looked up at the little wizard in front of him.
The eyes are frightened.
(End of this chapter)