Not surprisingly, Zhao Mai met Mr. Nikolai Flamel again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His roar was still ringing in his ears, it was a sentence "What's the use of gargoyles who can be controlled by others, it's all melted back to the furnace!"

The final casualties have been counted. The loss of the house and money had nothing to do with it, the lives of the house-elves and servants were only a passing one-time, and the death of several alchemy apprentices made the old man furious. As a famous alchemist, the Lemay family will always attract alchemists and wizard apprentices, and those who can enter the mansion to study and do not return during the Christmas period are all core important apprentices, not to mention that most of them have connections with other wizarding families behind them.

Old man Flamel knew this very well, which is why he was very angry. This matter will certainly greatly damage the authority of the Lemay family in the wizarding world. Giving life to the statues through alchemy, and then controlling and commanding them with spells, is quite popular among wizarding families on the European continent, and is secretly protected as the core of the protection system. The old man made a gargoyle, but the daily maintenance of the spell did not need to go through his hands. He was furious with his juniors for "defending the unfavorable" and "leaking secrets", and then began to complain about how to explain to the same old families.

Zhao Mai thought about it, if he wanted to win over the wizards in Europe and gradually change the atmosphere of the wizarding world, this might be a good starting point. So he coughed twice, and came into the sight of the old gentleman under the grateful gaze of the "Flamel juniors".

"Mr. Flammel, I have an idea. ”

"Mike, thank you so much this time!" Nick Lemay - his name is too long, I'll save a few words with this translation :D - got up from his wheelchair, walked over like a fly, and stretched out his hands to Zhao Mai: "First of all, I'm sorry that our negligence has added trouble to your glorious duel, and then I want to thank you for your help to our family, especially for the action to save Barbara, thank you very much." ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do. Actually, it was the trouble caused by my duel with Grindelwald on the manor. Zhao Mai said: "Barbara's legs need to lie down and rest, it is best not to go to the ground for three months, and I still have some ointment here." You are a master of alchemy, and my ointment is just a gesture of affection. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Mai asked Duo Jian to hand over the healing oil. There are many potions stored on the "the・che", all of which are goods that Zhao Mai prepared for the potion shop. And the bottle in his hand is the product of combining the knowledge of druids, academy masters, and wizards potions classes, which is comparable to the existence of "black jade intermittent ointment".

"Black jade, but it's white, can I take a look?" Nicolame was so accustomed to this kind of scene that many alchemists would ask him to admire his work. So he took the ointment, opened it for identification, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's a natural recovery potion, it's really rare." Most alchemists pursue more magical, and there are very few natural ones. In fact, according to me, it can only last for a long time. Just give this to Barbara!"

If someone jumps out at this time and says, "How can this Oriental man be gullible?" or "He must have some intentions for Barbara and has bad intentions!" or the leaker: "He covets our family's xx secret treasure".

Then, Barbara resolutely stood aside from Zhao Mai to defend him, fueling the arrogance of the "ill-intentioned" faction. Immediately afterwards, a wave of "and mud" factions came out, in line with the idea of fairness and fairness, to have a "game/gambling fight" to verify the strength of the protagonist, and by the way, let the protagonist prove that he has no "intentions".

The negative, positive, and sideways took turns, and a branch plot of several thousand words appeared in full. But it's a pity that none of this happened, just a flash in Zhao Mai's brain......

"That's what I prepared for the potion shop, and the effect is definitely fine. Zhao Mai lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I have another request: can you give me the corpses of those who died? ”

"You're a necromancer?" Nicolame frowned. The old man lived for 600 years, from the darkest age when the wizard was killed to the present day, and many stories that are legends for people today are just reminiscences for him. He does not reject the black magic of today, because in the past these so-called "black magic" were only the basic means used by wizards to protect themselves. But necromancers are a different matter, it's not black, it's an evil that plays with life, death and souls.

"Of course not!" Zhao Mai looked at his words and flatly denied the accusation. "I'm also researching the Philosopher's Stone, and there are some research results that have a chance to resurrect people. This process is currently unstable and I am constantly improving. I think it's always good if you can recover some of your losses. ”

Mr. Nicolamay weighed the pros and cons and asked the question: "Is your method quite resource-intensive?"

Zhao Mai nodded, with a helpless expression: "If it weren't for the consumption being too large, I wouldn't want to open a magic shop to make money." I also want to have a magic stone and use alchemy to turn it into gold. ”

"Turning stones into gold can only be deceived for a while, and it can be used for alchemy experiments, but if you are too far away from the Philosopher's Stone, it will gradually become invalid. Nicolame smiled coldly: "There were really a few banks that collapsed back then, and there were three principalities, who told them to support the extermination of wizards?!"

Isn't it like his own icy sword, and it should be a headache for the goblins of Gringotts, right? Zhao Mai now thinks that this old gentleman Nicola May is quite cute-just like him?

He quickly banished this thought out of his mind, then nodded, "That's right, this resurrection ritual is quite resource-intensive, and I can't experiment often in normal times, so I'm asking you for help now." ”

"Okay, you make a list of what you want, and I'll ask them to prepare it for you. But I have one request, I and two other people are going to watch the ceremony. ”

"I can't tell you all the full recipes, that's my core secret. ”

"I'm not going to tell you how the Philosopher's Stone is made. The old man laughed twice, then turned his head and reprimanded his juniors: "Collect all the dead, seal off the manor and castle completely, and no news is allowed to go out! Anyone who dares to say a word more will shut him up forever!"

Zhao Mai rubbed his hands vigorously, and sighed in his heart that he could finally eat a big household. Although this time, the shriveled wallet will not swell, but it will definitely replenish a lot of materials for potions and magic items. He would have made more lists than was actually used, so that no one could deduce the recipe from the list of materials. Zhao Mai never concealed this method, and the old gentleman who had been in the world for a long time must know it. (To be continued.) )