It's an old-fashioned neighborhood tucked away in the old town, with walls made of large blocks of white stone, as if it still smells of the last century.

Because of the different construction times, the houses of different eras and styles support each other crookedly, and even extend upwards on the way to the seams.

But even in this small and crowded environment, the streets and walls are clean, and occasionally you can see pots or two of blooming flowers and green vines on the balconies and walls of the residents.

Even in the middle of the community, the French residents, who advocate freedom and romance, deliberately vacated a small square and built a flower bed out of broken bricks, in which red roses and yellow moons compete.

"It's beautiful!"

Hermione looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but sigh, compared to the noisy Champs-Élysées just now, this seemed to be a paradise hidden in the middle of the city.

Nicol Lemay's house is located in the rightmost corner of this paradise, and it looks like an ordinary house just by looking at it.

Clark pushed open the door, expecting it to be like the other wizards' homes, but he miscalculated, it was an ordinary local Muggle house.

"We have old arms and legs, but we can't get those bells and whistles."

Nicol Lemay saw Clark's confusion and explained to him as he directed him to push the coffee cart into the warehouse next door.

When everything was cleaned up, Hermione was dragged by Madame Lemay to prepare dinner, while Clark carried two chaise longues and sat with Nicol Lemay in the open space at the door of the house, chatting like ordinary grandparents.

"When Dumbledore wrote to me earlier, he didn't elaborate on your situation."

Clark immediately understood what he meant, and without waiting for him to ask again, he told him about his current situation.

Of course, this only involves the changes in his magic power and some of the characteristics of the Psychic Warlock class, and the fragments of the godhead of other systems and the god of knowledge will naturally not be revealed.

Nicol Lemay listened to Clark's introduction, lay down in his chair, and said nothing.

It was almost midnight, and the sun was much softer than at noon, so he bathed in the sun as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Clark didn't make a sound to disturb him, but lay down in his chair as the wind caressed his face, brushed the green leaves in the small flower beds, and finally disappeared into the corner.

The whole small square seems to have fallen into a moment of standstill, so peaceful and peaceful.

"Hmm~ It's been a long time since I've slept so comfortably."

As the sun set below the horizon turned the sky a fiery red, Nicol Lemay stretched and looked much more refreshed.

"It's easy to get sleepy when you're older, the young man's cultivation and temperament are very good, it seems that Deng Liduo has picked up a treasure, and I began to wonder if he deliberately asked you to come over and show off in front of my old friend."

Nicol Lemay made a joke and beckoned Clark into the study.

The small room is filled with two simple wooden bookshelves filled with all sorts of books.

Clark glanced at it curiously, thinking it would be some kind of awesome magical secret book, only to find that it was all books on Muggle history, politics, and physics and chemistry.

He had even seen some research literature on Nicol Lemay by some twist scholars, but he didn't find anything related to magic.

"I told you before, I don't have magic anymore."

Nicol Lemay slowly sat down on the stool with Clark's support, "Maybe that's why Dundedon asked you to come to me." ”

"Is it because of the Philosopher's Stone?" Clark made a guess.

"That's right," Nicol Lemay nodded, allowing Clark to take out the blank Philosopher's Stone, "I think you should also appreciate the vitality contained in this stone." ”

"The magic of wizards comes from our blood and souls, and it is a force that connects to higher dimensions. And the majestic vitality contained in the Philosopher's Stone can create the miracle of life and maintain our physical existence, which is the secret of my eternal life. ”

Seeing that he was struggling to speak, Clark helped, adding, "But a strong life force can also cause an imbalance in mana, eventually leading to a collapse, and thus losing the ability to use magic, right?" ”

"Yes, so when you talk about your situation, I'm confused. It stands to reason that with that amount of life replenishment, you should be energetic, strong, and have extraordinary physical strength and strength, but you will lose the ability to cast spells.

However, now you have changed direction, although the vitality in the Philosopher's Stone has also overwhelmed your magic power, but it has enhanced your spiritual power, which is really a very strange thing. ”

This is not surprising, the level of the Godhead Fragment is higher than the power of the legend.

Clark laughed secretly in his heart, but he had an unknown expression on his face.

Nicol Lemay also guessed that Clark must have hidden some secrets, but he was not Dumbledore, everyone has their own secrets, and he didn't have the heart or energy to delve into them, so he just speculated based on the information revealed by Clark:

"Perhaps the soul and the body are more connected than we think. In a higher dimension, the material and the spiritual can also be interchangeable, otherwise it would not explain what is happening to you.

I don't know if this transformation is good or bad, but it seems that you can't use magic for the time being. ”

Upon hearing this, Clark did not show a look of disappointment or frustration on his face.

Nicol Lemay also smiled, "But looking at your performance just now, although the powerful spiritual power has a single effect, it is better to activate it quickly and concealedly, if you use it well, I am afraid it is not much worse than a wizard." ”

He has lived for so many years, and he has experienced the entire Silver Age, and he has already seen a lot of all kinds of strange and extraordinary powers, and the means that Clark is showing now, although they are amazing, are not so shocking as to surprise him.

"It's just another system, I'm sorry, I can't help you, old man."

Speaking of this, Nicol Lemay sighed again, but unfortunately the manufacture of the Philosopher's Stone is too difficult and cruel, and I only have a little stock in my hands, otherwise your experience would be a solution to the hidden danger of chaos magic.

As he spoke, he glanced at Clark, "I guess you should have noticed it after you lost your magic." ”