Chapter 415: Equivalent Exchange
Nicolas Flamel, or Nicol Lemay as the translation is customary, was a typical old Frenchman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info From the outside, he is also in his seventies, and there is still a lot of black hair, but the mustache is white. The deep wrinkles carved into his face, especially the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, curled and slightly upturned, made him look like he was always smiling.
He appeared in front of everyone in a wheelchair, but his body was not disabled, and he was even healthier than the average person. Zhao Mai was able to judge the general physical condition from the changes in the natural force of his body, and if he closed his eyes and did not look at his appearance, Nicola Flamel showed the characteristics of a man in his forties.
The wheelchair does not need to be pushed, and two slender stone arms extend from the back of the chair, grasping the wheels to generate power and control the direction. At the old man's command, the wheelchair stopped by the warm fire, and then the stone arm pulled the thin woolen blanket over his knees. He meets two "admirers" in the living room, along with Barbara, and Barbara's father and grandfather. As the youngest, Barbara made a cameo as a servant, serving tea to everyone and then sitting on the sidelines, rarely maintaining a ladylike demeanor.
"Dumbledore came to the study. Grindelwald approached Zhao Mai, almost biting his ear and talking. "I think you're probably lowering the other person's expectations. ā
"Are you sure it's me and not you?"
"Of course, I'm more famous than you in Europe. Grindelwald smiled confidently.
Zhao Mai shook his head and didn't continue his topic. After Barbara's reminder, Zhao Mai spent three days searching everywhere for the manor's protective array, and sure enough, he found some clues. In the large house, many spells with teleportation properties are arranged, hidden in the decorations of portraits, statues, tapestries and ceilings. As soon as it perceives offensive magic, it will teleport and don't know where it will throw people. Given the way a normal protective enchantment works, it's likely that the attacker will be teleported away. After reading Grindelwald's label, Zhao Mai was very sure that he had long known about the magic protection ability of Lemay Manor, so he had no fear, and was as enthusiastic as ever about Zhao Mai, and even didn't do anything to be wary of.
"Both are young and talented people who can be written in history in the future. Nicolas Flamel had a calm voice and a beautiful tone, and he praised them first. "I have been fortunate enough to live for many years, and I have some knowledge, but I am certainly not as intelligent as you. Since you have come to the door, there must be a question to ask me, and eight or nine will be related to the Philosopher's Stone. ā
At this point, he stopped, his eyes deep behind the bridge of his hooked nose looking at the two of them intently. The meaning in that gaze was obvious, to make the young man ask questions. The Philosopher's Stone is a creation that Flamel is proud of, the pinnacle of alchemy that deserves it, not something to enlighten the young mage. The elderly should look at the level of the young people's questions before they can answer them in a targeted manner.
"Are you sure you created the Philosopher's Stone out of thin air, and there is no reference or past experience?" Grindelwald refused and asked directly, "Why do the Resurrection Stone and the Philosopher's Stone exist in the form of stone?"
"It seems that you are also one of the people who are looking for the Hallows, and think that it is possible that I am holding the Resurrection Stone. Old Man Flamel shook his head: "Unfortunately, I have always wanted to see the Resurrection Stone, but I have never had this honor. Before I made the Philosopher's Stone, I had a strange dream. In my dream, I walked through a black passage full of stars to a place where the ground was full of clouds. I saw houses of gold, flowers of precious stones and rivers of mercury. An angel with holy light enlightened me and handed me a book containing many alchemical formulas. I have average qualifications, and I didn't create the Philosopher's Stone out of thin air, but after twenty-five years of hard work, I barely completed part of the experiment in the book, a red Philosopher's Stone. The only thing I'm proud of is that I was able to complete all the magic stone alchemy before I died, and I was able to save my life. ā
After the old man finished speaking, he moved his gaze to Zhao Mai and signaled that it was time for him to ask a question. Zhao Xiang looked to the side, Grindelwald's face was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. He could only guess that Grindelwald's goal was the Resurrection Stone, which was never a Philosopher's Stone. "I don't need eternal life, what I want to accomplish will be done before the end of my life, and the rest of my life will be a waste of time. Grindelwald smiled slightly, as if he had seen through Zhao Mai's thoughts, so he said, "I need to gain knowledge from my predecessors to make up for some lost spells." The Philosopher's Stone doesn't mean much to me, the Resurrection Stone does. Since Mr. Flamel doesn't know the whereabouts of the Resurrection Stone, I have no problem with it, and the rest of the time is yours. ā
He stood up, ready to leave the room. Zhao Mai stopped him: "You are leaving, there are still things between you and me that have not been resolved." ā
"You're still holding on to this?" Grindelwald nodded, shook his hair slightly, and said, "Then I'll be waiting for you outside the main gate of the manor." ā
"Oh, you can't leave yet. Old Mr. Flamel said, "I am alive because of the Philosopher's Stone, but also because of this thing, I am often harassed and annoyed. So now it's full of powerful spells to protect me, and you can't leave this room until I'm back to the castle safely. ā
"In that case, I'll stay. Grindelwald nodded, and returned to his seat.
"I have two questions: why is there only one Philosopher's Stone, could it be that this kind of thing can't be made repeatedly, and the other question is, what is the method of refining the elixir of life with the Philosopher's Stone?"
After listening to Zhao Mai's words, Flamel laughed, and his voice became louder and louder. "Two years ago, Dumbledore asked me the first question, and you were the second to ask it. Alchemy changes matter, but its most basic core is exchange. Energy for energy, matter for matter, requires reciprocity. The only way to get an alchemist to take advantage of it is to exchange it for ownership that doesn't belong to you. I can trade the soil I grab for coal, but I can't make coal out of thin air. ā
"But you can't make the Philosopher's Stone like that. Only the dead don't die, so crafting the Philosopher's Stone requires killing yourself. Flamel said astonishingly: "Nature rejects the Eternals, but I have always lived well because I am dead in the eyes of nature." It took me most of my life to finally understand one fact. There is a lot of knowledge to learn from nature, but nature itself has no will, only laws, and can be deceived and fooled. I'm dead, hence the Philosopher's Stone. And through the Philosopher's Stone, I can exchange my extra life for my next life, and thus eternal life. ā
"As for your second question, without the Philosopher's Stone, the recipe is completely useless, why do you bother to know?" (To be continued.) )