"It all started after Nicol's death three years ago," Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped his robe, "I hope you haven't forgotten that Nicol has a manor in Devon, England."

"I also asked you to whom Mr. Nicol gave the manor." Lawrence replied, "But you didn't tell me at the time."

"Yes, it would have been—" Dumbledore put his glasses back on, "Originally, the manor would not have been acquired by anyone."

"What's in that manor?" Lawrence asked keenly, "The Philosopher's Stone must have been destroyed, so—"

"You're right, it's not the manor," Dumbledore affirmed, "it's the manor's collection of slates, the Jade Record, also known as the Emerald Slate."

"The slate is the rough stone of the emerald, and the value itself is already extremely amazing, but the words engraved on it are more valuable than the stone itself." Dumbledore beckoned, and a thin piece of paper flew out of the bookshelf, and it spun and landed on the desk,

"It's a seventeenth-century Muggle, imaginary," Dumbledore smiled, pointing to the drawing on the scrap of paper, with mountains and trees in the middle, and a large broken stone slab in the middle, "a very enlightening and imaginative picture."

"So, this is," Lawrence gestured to the picture on the scrap of paper, "real?"

"Yes, it is believed that it is one of the origins of alchemy, and all alchemists find it difficult to resist such an item, and Nicol is no exception," Dumbledore said, "and when Nicol obtained the method of making the Philosopher's Stone, he imitated this way of recording and found a rough emerald and engraved the method of making the Philosopher's Stone on it."

"What?" Lawrence was amazed and said, "Mr. Nicol said that he did not study the Philosopher's Stone, and that the stone is not the Philosopher's Stone."

"Nicol wasn't lying, he hadn't researched it, and the stone wasn't a philosopher's stone - according to Nicol, it was only a prototype," Dumbledore explained, "The thirteenth Heidrow, he didn't have the amazing alchemical achievements of his ancestors, as the world thinks, but in fact, he deduced how the philosopher's stone was made based on the tablets and ancient texts, plus the stone in Nicol's hand."

"After Agilros handed over the method of making the Philosopher's Stone to Nicol, he completely erased his research and memory of the Philosopher's Stone." Dumbledore was silent for a moment before continuing,

"Nicol and I have known each other for a long time, but before I was born, they became master and apprentice, and I am sure that their relationship is closer than that of ordinary master and apprentice—like father and son, and I don't know how Nicol persuaded his disciple to give up the achievement and glory that was so easy to attain."

"Going back to what I said earlier, Nicol told me that the Philosopher's Stone was made in a way that was far more cruel than he imagined, and that Nicol didn't want the Philosopher's Stone to be made out, and that he didn't intend to give the manor to anyone, but Agillos eventually reversed his mind."

"His reasons are valid, after Aguiros became a disciple of Nicol, he lived with the Lemay couple in that manor until he returned to inherit the family after he got married, and then moved out of there, and the manor house has important memories for him."

"But I realized that Nicol had a deep sense of guilt for Aguiros throughout the last part of his life." Dumbledore said, "Although I don't know why, I suspect Aguiros took advantage of this—"

"So after I learned that Nicol intended to give the estate to Aguiros, I made another suggestion, that the estate would be closed after Aguiros's death and that it could no longer be handed over to anyone else by Mr. Aguiros, and that I would be the notary of their will, after which Aguiros refused everything Nicol wanted to leave him, and he did not even attend the funeral of Mr. and Mrs. Lemay."

"I don't understand, Professor, if Mr. Nicol doesn't want the Philosopher's Stone to be made leaking, then why would he leave that slab with the method of making it?" Lawrence asked,

"It's hard for me to tell why, Lawrence, but I think the Philosopher's Stone is undoubtedly one of the highest alchemical masterpieces, and it represents that our alchemy has reached such heights, that it is such precious knowledge that Nicol may not think he can handle it properly." Dumbledore whispered,

"Perhaps, Nicol has a romantic idea in his heart, and at some point in the future, a clever wizard will break through the protection of the manor, and he will be able to deal with the problem of the Philosopher's Stone more wisely."

"But just last night, the Philosopher's Stone appeared." Lawrence whispers,

"Yes, Lawrence, since last summer, I've had doubts that the Philosopher's Stone will ever reappear in the limelight," Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled, "Nicol has always trusted Aguiros, and I hope Nicol didn't trust the wrong man, but—"

"But—the Philosopher's Stone appeared, but Mr. Aguiros died?" Lawrence said, "If he had the Philosopher's Stone, how could he die?"

"It's a problem, I doubt — I doubt he's not dead." Dumbledore clapped his hands, and the paper and empty teacup on the table disappeared,

"That's probably the matter with the Philosopher's Stone, Lawrence," Dumbledore told Lawrence, and he held up a finger, "There's another important thing looming at hand—"

Lawrence took a deep breath, he thought it should be about other "Horcruxes", maybe Dumbledore already had clues about other "Horcruxes", then they should be in Voldemort

"I think you know, it was because we didn't have a female student council president to do the dance, so I invited a Beauxbatons alumnus who was close to us to do the job as the principal."

"Huh?" Lawrence's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he held back the words of greeting Merlin on his lips,

Dumbledore's eyes no longer showed a sharp light, his eyes and the wrinkles on his face were full of smiles, and finally Lawrence couldn't help but laugh,

"But we all know that things have changed a little, so someone else will be in charge of the dance that day – will you tell her yourself, or will I tell her for me?" Dumbledore laughed and pointed to the gleaming oak door, "It's late at night, you should go back to your dorm and sleep, Lawrence."

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Dinner on Monday ends early, because tonight's hall will be for the graduates to hold their prom.

In addition to the 7th graders, there will also be some well-known alumni or celebrities in the wizarding world who are invited to participate in this ball.

Four huge college flags hung from the ceiling of the hall, and before the official start of the ball, the tutors of each college introduced the graduating alumni and invited VIPs to the seventh graders, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and people from different houses began to visit each other and expand their networks.

"Hey, Lawrence," Lee. Jordan looked in high spirits, waving his wine glass and excitedly walking over to share with Lawrence the news he had just gotten, "Do you already know who's going to dance today?"

"Who?" Lawrence was a little curious,

This year's dance process is a little different from previous years, there are no two student union presidents who should represent the dance, at this time in the past, these two should be the focus of the crowd, but this year, one left the school early, and the other is unwilling to continue in this position.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic who were talking to Dumbledore tried their best to show that they didn't care, but the glances that glanced at Lawrence, intentionally or unintentionally, had already betrayed them.

"I've heard it from other people, it's Avinia. Dalle—" Lee. Jordan's face flushed with excitement, he looked at Lawrence's raised eyebrows, a little incredulous, "You're not going to tell me, you don't know who she is, do you?"

"If I've ever seen that name, I'll have some impressions." Lawrence began to rummage through the memories in his head,

"If you don't care about gossip magazines or entertainment news, you won't know her name." Plum. Jordan told Lawrence,

"Wait, I know her," Lawrence remembered, having seen the name a month or two ago when he was rummaging through the Daily Prophet and trying to catch some clues, "She's been chosen as a Quidditch World Cup qualifier and seems to be in charge of this year's World Cup theme song?"

"With Avinia. Daller, even if the British team is against Germany, we will cheer for Germany." Plum. Jordan exaggeratedly shouted,

That being said, Lawrence thinks that if these two teams really go head-to-head, these crazy Quidditch fans will still cheer for the British team.

"I guess you mean, that's what the British team is like that anyway, we're going to be eliminated from the group stage, and of course we don't have a chance to see the game against Germany—" Lawrence joked.

"Anyway, that's Avinia. Dale, the new generation of celebrity witches who have taken Europe by storm," said Lee. Jordan introduced, "No. 1 in the Sweetest Witch Smile Award and the Witch Who Most Want to Have Dinner Together, her new song has been on the charts for several months."

"I heard that her dance partner today will be chosen from among the students at Hogwarts." Plum. Jordan stared eagerly at the entrance of the hall, and Lawrence noticed that many of the male students looked like this, and they were obviously looking forward to being chosen by this young and beautiful witch to be their dance partner tonight.

The candlelight around dimmed, and the magic ceiling of the hall tonight was only a twinkle of starry sky, and the huge full moon, a little silver-white light fell from the moon, and the halo gathered at the entrance of the hall.

"Oh, how is he—"

There was a buzzing murmur of whispers all around, and it was clear that everyone had a lot of opinions about the handsome male companion beside this dazzling woman, and although there were many disappointed people, everyone clapped their hands gracefully,

"Damn little white face, I remember she doesn't have a girlfriend anymore?" Plum. Jordan clapped his hands and muttered dissatisfiedly, Lawrence couldn't help but snicker, he could imagine that Fred and George would probably say the same when they heard the news,

"Cedric led Hufflepuff to the Quidditch Championship at Hogwarts this year," Lawrence clapped his hands and reasoned as he reasoned, "She's also a Quidditch World Cup ambassador, so I guess it makes sense?"

Cedric and Avinia. Dale greeted the crowd first, and melodious music sounded, and they danced in the center of the dance floor.

"Ahem—huh?"

Lawrence heard a familiar voice, he immediately turned around, Fleur was wearing a lilac gown, in the dim light, Lawrence felt that she was more dazzling than the two who were dancing in the moonlight,

"......" Lawrence closed his slightly open mouth, he suddenly didn't know what to say, Fleur tilted her head slightly, and looked at Lawrence with blue eyes without blinking, as if she was expecting something,

Lawrence was inexplicably happy, he found that he could read Fleur's meaning without breaking his mind, Lawrence stretched out his right hand and bowed slightly,

"Can you dance with me?"

Fleur gracefully put her hand on Lawrence's right hand, and they both laughed, and at this point the first dance was over, and the people gave Cedric and Anvinia the dance. Dale responded with a warm applause,

Couples of men and women stepped onto the dance floor as the second piece began, the moonlight gently dispersed, the point of the ball was to get to know more different people, people might not dance with a fixed person, but for Lawrence and Fleur, they didn't seem to need anyone else to disturb them tonight.

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Chapter 049 of this volume adds a description, and 050 corrects a Dun Brido's words.

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【來點題內的題外話】

First of all, let's talk about the update that you don't care about at all, (?) ）

Because we don't care, we quickly bring over this kind of small problem.

Ahem, starting with the sixth volume, each time you should write a large chapter at a time (like the fifth volume 047~049),

Then it was divided into several small chapters and sent out for several days in a row, (so if you want to read one big chapter at a time, please take it with peace of mind if you find that I stop updating)

I hope that a large chapter should be at least 9,000 words, and each small chapter should have an average of 3,000 words.

But it's not important, don't pay too much attention to this little thing, the updates are all fake, and the karma is heavy.

In the future, you are very concerned,(?? ）

That's the sixth volume, what's it called?

I've thought about using "The Tales of the Poet" (The Tales of the Poets, but I think the Poets are better than XD),

Or use: "something like that" of the oak man, not wrong,

Then start the fill-in-the-blank game of "Something Else": Conspiracy (Conspiracy), Magic Medicine, Prayer, Sacrifice...... I'm saying more, I'm not going to write the sixth volume,

Or simply use it directly: oak of the sage, it seems that you can also,

It's really troublesome, so I think I'd better finish the first big chapter of volume 6 first, and then make a decision when I'm going to send it (huh),

or author of the title of the chapter section (懶)

By the way, is anyone interested in providing some dragon sets?

There are a lot of dragon sets that are going to appear in the sixth volume, and recently there is a batch of cheap (?) ），

Eun Heng, if you are always interested, just say two words and say "interested".

The actual provision will be provided after I post it in the book review area, and then provide it in trouble~

Above.