Chapter 150 149: Writing blessing is actually a blessing
I have to say.
Nick Flamel's exclamation was so loud that it startled the Bowtruckle that fell to the ground. The little guy suddenly found a drawer and got in in a panic.
"What do you mean? I didn't kill anyone...not a few." Ian was also stunned for a few seconds. After coming back to his senses, he probably realized why Nick Flamel exclaimed.
"Are you saying that refining the Philosopher's Stone requires killing people? Is it the same as Voldemort's making of Horcruxes?" There is a saying that Ian has never been exposed to the refining process of the Philosopher's Stone.
It was not in the library of Hogwarts, nor was it in the alchemy books he found on his own. It is almost impossible for this kind of creation at the cutting edge of alchemy to be recorded in books.
There are reasons why this kind of knowledge is extremely precious and most of it will be monopolized by private individuals. There are also reasons why even if this kind of knowledge is recorded, it is meaningless to almost all alchemy learners.
Of course.
An alchemist like Ian doesn't worry about whether he can learn it. As long as he is given enough time, all difficulties will become less difficult after his alchemy level is increased. If Voldemort had not consumed Nick Flamel's Philosopher's Stone, he originally wanted to use the Philosopher's Stone to conduct reverse analysis and research.
Now I accidentally harvested a lot of magic stones in the trance dreamland. Ian had originally planned to study them by himself before, but he just took them out just as a temporary idea after meeting Nick Flamel.
It's not just to start a conversation.
After all, Nick Flamel is the one who actually created the Philosopher's Stone. With Nick Flamel's guidance, Ian will save a lot of time and trouble in reverse research.
"Where did you get so many magic stones... Even though they don't have much magic power left like mine, I don't think such things should be found casually, right?" Nick Flamel did not answer Ian's question immediately, but became deeply confused about the origin of the Philosopher's Stone.
I haven’t heard of any country being destroyed in these years.
“A good friend gave it to me?”
Ian blinked and tried to get away with it.
However, of course, Nick Flamel could not believe such nonsense. He patted his forehead very speechlessly, "How come I haven't met such a good friend before?"
There were almost all loopholes in the little wizard's words. Nick Flamel didn't know where to start if he wanted to deceive himself and others. He simply couldn't figure out how lucky the little wizard was to obtain so many magic stones.
"Maybe your emotional intelligence is not as high as mine and you don't have as many good friends as me." Ian responded seriously again. It was really too complicated to explain the origin of these magic stones.
“……”
Nick Flamel was silent for a long time, and then he expressed his suspicion with a strange expression, "It seems that the rumors that you like to dig up other people's ancestral graves are indeed true."
"Albus said before When he reminded me in private not to hide things in my own grave, I didn't believe it, but now it seems that Albus's reminder to me is still too conservative."
Said.
Nick Flamel grabbed the magic stone that Ian poured on the table again. His tone was full of emotion, "I think you must have discovered a very remarkable ancient wizard."< br>
Obviously, from Nick Flamel's point of view, he had no idea at what time points in the hundreds of years he had been alive that he could create so many magic stones.
Because of this.
Driven by the inertia of thinking and logic, he found an excuse for Ian that Ian had not thought of. After hearing this, the little wizard immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Yeah, that's it, yes, I found an ancient witch tomb." After one comment, Ian felt that this statement was not only reasonable but also not a lie.
The tower is buried in a trance, so how can it not be regarded as an ancient tomb? He didn't care that he was regarded as a gravedigger by Nick Flamel.
After all.
He himself quite likes this title. Compared with Skywalker, Dark Lord, White Devil, and Gravedigger, the names are definitely more intimidating than other names.
No matter how bold and courageous a person is, if he wants to provoke someone who is called a gravedigger, he will probably secretly weigh the weight of his ancestral graves in his heart before daring to provoke him.
“Is this really the case?”
Nick Flamel was stunned for a moment when he saw Ian’s sworn expression, and then the expression on his face became even weirder, with a hint of A feeling of being unable to speak.
The little wizard immediately realized what the master alchemist wanted to ask.
He responded in advance.
"It's not Merlin's grave, and I don't know whose grave it is. There are many such magic words in it." Ian said and immediately took out the tower magic words that he had copied based on his memories. arts.
Don’t say it.
After taking out this large piece of magic text, Nick Flamel, who was still a little disbelieving in his heart, immediately no longer had any doubts about the origin of Ian's magic stone.
“I have obtained some ancient magic texts like this before, but because the content of the fragments I obtained is too little, I have never been able to successfully decipher the meaning and power they contain.”
Nick Flamel just took one look and immediately put on his eyes. He looked surprised, and carefully held up Ian's rubbing text as if he had acquired some treasure.
Because he had also obtained a manuscript recording this magic text, Nick Flamel was absolutely sure that Ian could not have copied the content from a book that still exists in the world today.
"Does the refining of the Philosopher's Stone require killing people?" Ian took advantage of Nick Flamel's viewing of the tower magic text and once again asked the question that Nick Flamel had not answered before.
This time Nick Flamel did not continue to beat around the bush.
“Yes, that’s right, the refining of the magic stone requires human life, and it’s a lot of human life. You must still remember the core principles of alchemy, right?”
Nick Flamel was trembling a little, perhaps because he had been standing for too long. He sat back on the chair and looked at the magic text that Ian had rubbed with great joy. For an alchemy master, being able to research new things by oneself is definitely an extremely happy thing.
“Well, equivalent exchange.”
Ian stated the core principle that is mentioned in almost every alchemy-related book.
“Yes, it’s an exchange of equal value.”
Nick Flamel nodded while taking out the fragment of page he kept and comparing it with Ian’s rubbing text. He spoke in a dry voice.
"The Philosopher's Stone not only contains majestic magic power, but also gives the user the ability to live forever because it contains unparalleled vitality."
"The equivalent of life is naturally life. ...This is also why these magic stones are different from mine. There is still a lot of magic power left in the magic stones, but they can no longer be used to create longevity substances. The life energy of us magic stones has been exhausted before the magic power."
Nick. Flamel's words revealed the true secret of the Philosopher's Stone to Ian.
"No exceptions? Are they all the last remaining magic power?"
Ian continued to ask curiously.
"Yes, there are no exceptions. In fact, the magic power in the magic stone is mostly used to preserve life force, so any magic stone will have this result in the end."
Said .
Nick Flamel turned his head and glanced at the dozens of magic stones on the table. There was a bit of regret in his eyes, but it was not the fear of death.
Just regrets about life.
Or to be more precise, I am still dissatisfied with my own achievements.
"These magic texts of yours have provided me with enough templates. I will try my best to translate them for you at the end of my life. Unfortunately, I will probably not be able to solve the mysteries that I have not yet solved."
"Your talent is very good and the future will be long. I will know it before I die. I leave you with a homework, and I hope you can complete the research for me that I can no longer complete.”
Nick Flamel wants to refine a universal elixir, and still has a nostalgia for life. , the reason is that after his death, he will embark on the next journey with a lot of regrets.
However. Now he is truly relieved. Because he discovered the existence of Ian, this young man whom Albus Dumbledore valued had an almost heaven-defying talent for alchemy. If a descendant can take a look at the scenery he has never seen for him, it would be considered complete for Nick Flamel.
"Why don't you refine a magic stone again? Even if it takes a lot of lives to refine the magic stone, I think there should be quite a few people who die in various accidents every year, right?"
Ian is a little confused. He spoke in confusion. In his opinion, just by collecting the remaining life energy of people who died unexpectedly, and accumulating a small amount into a large amount, he can still collect the amount required for a magic stone.
Nick Flamel looked at the little wizard and smiled softly, "It is not that simple. The refining of the magic stone requires the collection of hundreds of thousands of lives in a short period of time."
“It was during the period when the Black Death was prevalent that I obtained the refining spirit by chance. The conditions for making the magic stone were a heartbreaking tragedy that contributed to my miracle."
"You don't want to encourage me to create such a disaster, do you? To be honest, I have lived my life enough, and the harmony of the world is more meaningful than my continued survival.”
I have to say.
Nick Flamel is still a very conscious person.
"According to your statement, Muggles should have had similar necessary conditions during World War II?" Ian thought of the world war that happened decades ago.
"That era was indeed an opportunity, but it didn't belong to me." Nick Flamel's answer was somewhat full of meaning, and Ian couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
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The more Ian pondered Nick Flamel’s answer, the more he became frightened.
“Some people say that there is a wizard beside the mustache. The wizard used the mustache to provoke a war in order to refine a magic stone.”
"About this matter, you should ask Grindelwald, he may be the only person who knows the truth." Nick Flamel's new interpretation of World War II is simply appalling.
“His~”
Ian was immediately shocked and gasped.
“You mean, the person who started World War II was Grindelwald?” He felt that this kind of thing was too incredible, and it was different from what he knew about Grindelwald and Dumbledore. .
Just when Ian thought that Grindelwald was hiding too deeply, fortunately Nick Flamel shook his head and restored Grindelwald's image in his heart.
"I just said that Grindelwald may know the inside story, not that he is such an evil person... Of course, he is also evil, but not to such an extent."
"It's another mysterious wizard. If Grindelwald doesn't know it, then no one knows who it is. The only thing I'm sure of is that a magic stone was born in that era."
Nick Flamel had no intention of throwing dirt on Grindelwald. The most important thing an alchemist needs to maintain is an objective perspective on the problem.
"This is really news that subverts our perceptions..."
Ian still failed to fully digest the new interpretation of World War II he received today.
“Let’s go back to my last wish...including this magic text, which I have always regretted. I will give you a good start on the road to analysis.”
“But most of the follow-up content is only if you have the time to complete it.” Nick Flamel seemed not to want to continue talking about World War II.
"Of course there is no problem. I have completed your homework and will tell you all the answers you want to know." Ian knew that Nick Flamel could live for more than a year at most.
His words were not just to comfort Nick Flamel. After all, for him, even if Nick Flamel dies, it will not be the last time he and Nick Flamel meet.
The direction of the heart.
Can guide Ian to find Nick Flamel in the trance. However, Nick Flamel didn't know this yet. He just laughed happily.
When an ordinary alchemist hears that he has unfinished business to entrust to him, he will never agree so readily. Most of the students he has taught in his life will only obey.
It’s no wonder that those student unions didn’t dare to agree. You know, as the most powerful alchemist for more than 600 years, Nick Flamel’s name is someone that every alchemist needs to look up to.
Because of this, most alchemists will naturally feel that they cannot accomplish what Nick Flamel cannot accomplish, and no alchemist will speak as confidently as Ian.
It's like... subconsciously thinking that he can do things that even Nick Flamel can't do. This is not arrogance, but this is the kind of junior Nick Flamel wants to meet.
“Very good, burn the answer to me, maybe I can see it too.” Nick Flamel looked at the little wizard with more and more fondness. He seemed to see his former self in Ian.
The same amazing talent, the same confidence, and the magical talent that far exceeds his own will make this little wizard truly unstoppable in the days to come.
Hexagon wizard.
The last little guy who was so enviable was Albus Dumbledore. Unfortunately, Albus Dumbledore gave up when he realized that alchemy could not do certain things. Continue to study in this field.
“Of course you will see it with your own eyes.”
Ian blinked at Nick Flamel.
The smile on Nick Flamel’s face grew stronger.
"It will take at least several years to truly decipher a completely unfamiliar magic text system. I don't think I will survive that time." He returned his attention to Ian's rubbing text. , the repair work of the time turner that was previously entrusted to him by Dumbledore seemed to have been forgotten by him.
“There will always be miracles.”
Ian also moved closer to Nick Flamel and looked at the broken page that had been annotated by Nick Flamel. There are some interpretations of the magic words in the tower.
"Hahaha, let me lend you some good advice and try to live for another year and a half." Nick Flamel gave up half of his seat to Ian and let Ian sit next to him.
"Why not be bolder? I think if you work hard, living for another three years is not a problem. Five years of life can be expected in the future, and ten years is not impossible to strive for."
Ian habitually said auspicious words. He really hoped that Nick Flamel could live a little longer, otherwise he would have to go to the Twisted Illusion to find Nick Flamel to continue deciphering these magic texts.
Yes.
Go to the tangled fantasy world to find the dead Nick Flamel to continue the interpretation.
No one knows how to get homework done better than Ian.
It’s just that he felt that Nick Flamel, who had become a revenant, might not be as motivated as he is now.
"Why do I feel that your words sound a little strange?" As a little-known prophet, Nick Flamel's intuition and sensitivity have not deteriorated with age.
"What's wrong? I'm blessing you! I wish you can live another ten or eight years!" Ian hurriedly explained that he was actually just trying to cover up that he would chase Nick in the trance. . Flamel’s attempt.
However.
After the words fell.
Ian was suddenly stunned.
"What's going on?"
The little wizard suddenly yawned.
He felt that the unclear shadow pattern in his mind seemed to be beating slightly, and a lot of the magic power in his body was absorbed by the invisible pattern.
Nothing happened.
But the sudden feeling of fatigue was extremely obvious.
(End of this chapter)