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"You're saying that Nicolame can make another Philosopher's Stone?" Field, a little incredulous.

"Of course, he can make one Philosopher's Stone, why can't he make another? Mrs. Ness said noncommittally.

"But isn't he afraid of a mysterious man coming to rob him?" reminded Field.

"You're kidding, Field, Nicolame is a legendary alchemist, and although his magic is certainly not as good as that of the mystery man, as long as he doesn't leave his home, no wizard dares to challenge him. Fighting the teacher in his home, which is full of magic traps and enhancement circles, even ten mysterious people at the peak of their peak will be easily killed if they break in. Mrs. Ness looked at him incredulously. Some couldn't understand how Field, who had always been smart, could think that.

"But then why did he give the Philosopher's Stone to Dumbledore for protection?" Field was also curious, "Dumbledore was still on guard at the time, and was going to use that Philosopher's Stone to make himself a little elixir?"

"The Philosopher's Stone Dumbledore's place was originally given to him by the teacher, and Dumbledore is also old, and the Philosopher's Stone is only enough to use this time, so it will be destroyed when it is used up. When I went to the teacher's place last year, he wrote to the teacher, saying that he wanted to use the magic stone that was about to run out as bait to lure the mysterious man out. The teacher wrote back and said that whatever was given to him was whatever he wanted. Mrs. Nice explained

Field's thinking was cleared up at once, and sure enough, all this was Dumbledore's conspiracy, but how dare he use Harry and Potter to take risks?

In the lively town, Field and Grandma Nice stroll along the streets, and the town is very prosperous because of tourism. Coming to an English house, Mrs. Nice greeted an old lady in the garden.

"Perenal, I'm back and I'm bringing our little one to see you and the teacher. ”

The old lady looked to be in her eighties, with gray hair, and was watering the flowers in the yard in an apron.

"Oh, little Filna, come on, Nick will be talking to you three times a day for the two days you've been gone. I'll just say Field, I want to thank you, Nick hasn't been this happy in a long time. Come on in. The old lady took Field by the hand and ran into the house.

"Hello, Madame Lemay. ”

Field knew that the spirited old lady was Nicolamel's wife, Perenal, who was six hundred and fifty-eight years old this year.

Walk through the garden, into the house, and drop off your luggage. Field looked around the house, there was not a trace of magic, and it seemed that Nicolame really lived an ordinary Muggle life in this town. Field couldn't help but worry about his safety.

Perenal led the two to the living room, beckoned them to sit down, and prepared tea and biscuits.

"Nick is doing experiments over there, you can rest for a while, and he'll be back at lunchtime, Field, would you like to see your room? Are you going to stay here for a few months?" asked Mrs. Lemay

"Thank you, Madame Lemay, if only you told me which one, and I took the luggage myself. Field said respectfully

"Don't be so restrained, the third room on the left hand side of the second floor, go ahead, but don't touch the black teacup at the bedside, it's a doorkey. Madame Lemay reminded him

Field went into the room and put his luggage in the cupboard, the room was small but cozy. On the right-hand side of the bedside table is a huge teacup, which stands out in black. It seems that Nicolame's sense of self-preservation is still very strong, and it is still very fast to escape with the door key at the head of the bed.

After putting away his things, Field went downstairs, and Grandma Nice and Madame Lemay were laughing and laughing.

"Field, are you alright?" asked Grandma Nice

"It's all right. Field said

"Then let's go now, the teacher will be happy to see you. Grandma Nice got up and went to a cupboard, took out a black teapot from it, and placed it in front of Field. "Hold it. ”

Field knew that it was also a portkey, and a set of teacups upstairs.

"I'm not going, I'll cook at home, and you guys come back early to eat. Madame Lemay said

Field held the teapot in his hand, and Mrs. Ness had a slight hint of magic. Field felt a little dazed, and then they stood on the edge of a beach, completely devoid of the vertigo and teleportation of the portkeys in the movies. It is the work of a master, a level that is difficult for others to reach.

Not far in front of it was a huge tower, made of dark black boulders, with many doorways, each of which contained a statue of a gargoyle.

"This is already France, the real place of residence for the teacher, follow me and don't touch things. Grandma Nice warned Field.

They made their way to the hut at the entrance of the tower, where there were statues of two knights, one on the left and one on the right.

Mrs. Nice came to the knight on her left and saluted him. "Please inform the teacher that student Filna has brought the person he wants to meet. ”

The knight statue glanced down at Mrs. Ness and Field, then drew the sword in his hand and raised it into the air, and a blue light shot into the sky.

After a while, the door of the tower opened, and a house-elf appeared at the door, if in the wizarding world you went to visit a wizard's house, and he asked a house-elf to open the door for you, then even if you killed him, other wizards would feel that it was right, it was an insult to others. But it was different here with Nicolame, this legendary alchemist was six hundred and sixty-five years old, and he could be called the ancestor of every European wizard, and no one was qualified to let him receive him at the door in person.

"Miss Filna, the master is in the laboratory, and he told me that if you come back, you can go to him directly. The elf said respectfully

"Okay, Harpy. Take this portkey and put it away. Mrs. Ness turned out to give the teapot in Field's hand to Harpy, the house-elf. Then he took Field into the door.

Inside, Field observed the interior of the tower, where ancient scripts were inscribed on the walls and the ceiling was filled with ancient dragons breathing fire.

Field followed Grandma Nice to the top of the stairs, and Grandma Nice pointed to the left-hand side for Field to stand up.

"Go upstairs and stand on the left, go downstairs and stand on the right, remember. As soon as Mrs. Ness finished speaking, she began to spiral up the stairs herself, a bit like a Muggle escalator, but with a completely different feeling.

"This staircase really feels like it's alive. Field sighed

"It was meant to be alive, and this staircase was a test case for the Teacher's Philosopher's Stone. Grandma Nice said something that surprised Field even more

The staircase spun around for a moment, and Field remembered that it was the third floor, and they came to a bronze door, and Mrs. Nice knocked on the clasp on the door.

"Come in. A voice rang out inside. Mrs. Ness pushed the door open, and walked in with Field.

It was a huge room, clearly blessed with magic. The edge of the room is filled with bookshelves, densely packed with all kinds of books. In the middle of the room, there was a long experimental table, on which were scattered some parchment and dragon skin, and other things. At the long table, an old man with a skullcap and a gray beard was writing a book. This is the alchemist Nicol Lemay.

"Teacher, I brought Field. Mrs. Ness saluted the old man respectfully, and Field saluted with her.

"Oh, Filna, is this our little genius Field? Come and help, this one is almost successful. "It seems that the master is a doer, and Field was caught as a coolie as soon as he arrived.

"Filna, this runic word, I call it 'life vitality', can breathe life into inanimate objects. I've been experimenting for almost half a month, and in the past two days I've opened up Greek mythology and Egyptian mythology in the hope of getting a lot of enlightenment, and now this rune language is very perfect, you see. Nicolame divided the two pieces of parchment between Grandma Nice and Field.

Then he took a piece of dragon skin next to him, on which were the same runes, and the ink was supposed to be specially made, and Field could feel the magic in it. He picked up the wand on the side of the table, clicked on the runes, and the runes began to turn into a complex magic circle, he placed a wooden bird on the side of the table in the center of the circle, and then used his wand to count the circle. There was a flash of light, and the woodbird began to fly with its wings, it just hovered in the air, and kept flapping its wings.

"It's very powerful, this rune is not perfect, you see, here, here, and here, there are still problems with the description of these cuneiform characters, yes, the absorption and consumption of magic power cannot be balanced, so this wooden bird can't last long. As Nicola was talking, he saw the woodbird flutter and slow down, fall on the table, and flutter a few more times and never move.

"Regardless of it, there was no progress all day today. Nicola May pouted

"Welcome, child, when Filna first came to me last year, she said that she had found a genius heir, and I didn't think so. I didn't expect you to surprise me at Christmas, genius ideas, keen insight. The runic words you found were like the 'life force', breathing life into my rotten wood-like soul. Nicole Mel pulled Field to the table.

"Master, you have praised it, I just found a forgotten leaf in the vast wisdom left by the sages. "In front of a master like Nicolamet, Field did not dare to call himself a genius.

"Don't be modest, child, we have a lot of time to slowly understand the world, the sages have left wisdom, as long as you are willing to explore, you will always find them, after all, we do not lack time. Right?" said Nicolmae

"Oh, come and see the rune words I have successfully deciphered, 'power', 'imprisonment', 'teleportation' and this wonderful 'wisdom', which is the result of my half a year. Child, this rune language you discovered made me re-understand the world, if there really is a god in this world, I believe he must have created this world with this rune language, as long as we completely parse the rune language, we can almost become gods. "Nicol Lemay was a little excited.

Field looked closely at the runes on the parchment, each one of which was so thrilling that any one of them flowing out of the wizarding world would be enough to subvert the wizard's understanding of magic. This is the genius imagination of a legendary alchemist.

"Master, what you have gained in half a year, maybe I will not be able to understand it for the rest of my life. Field was convinced

"Child, your accumulation of knowledge is not enough, and your achievements will surpass mine one day. Nicolamay looked at Field with satisfaction, as if he were looking at a piece of jade.

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