"And how much do you know about the story between me and Jace?" A small table with some snacks, desserts, savoury snacks and fruits.

Luke also had a steaming, fragrant cup of black tea at his hand. The dim sum was made by Ms. Perenal, and this black tea ...... Although the state of the couple is basically not eating or drinking, Nicol's black tea, said to be a drink, is more like a collectible.

And the quality of something that could be Nicol's collectible...... Luke sniffed the black tea, his brows moved slightly, and in Nicol's gentle and kind smile, Luke took a sip of the black tea.

Familiar texture, familiar taste.

"This is the tea that Jace gave me back then, saying that your family grew it themselves."

"There used to be a tea garden in the family, but it needed to be maintained by magic, and then it gradually fell into disuse." Luke put down the teacup, which he had been drinking for years.

"However, there are still tea leaves at home that have been preserved in a special way, so I didn't take care of them and restart them." Luke drank too much of this kind of tea, and he was used to it, no matter how good the quality was, it couldn't make Luke say any praise.

Nicol glanced at Luke, and the smile on his face softened a little. Luke knew that the first round of temptation had been passed by himself.

Nicol wouldn't suspect that Dumbledore had brought a fake member of the Gaunt family, but that didn't mean he would blindly trust Luke.

This kind of temptation, which is almost on the surface, is full of the willfulness and casualness of an old man, but it is also a little sincere and nostalgic.

Of course, the latter premises, of course, that Luke is a true member of the Gaunt family. It had to be the one Jace Gaunt was on.

"I've read all the diaries left by Jace's ancestors, and I've learned the story of the two of you from his perspective, and of course I know that this is certainly not comprehensive." Luke doesn't know the people in his family anymore, and even this kind of diary left for his juniors must have used a lot of spring and autumn penmanship.

There must be a certain amount of detail in it, and there is even boasting. The people of the Gaunt family don't have to pretend in front of their own people.

In fact, he didn't have much interest in learning the story from Nicol. Memory is like a riverbed with gold in it, and time is like a rushing stream.

Time washes away the mud and sand, leaving only the brilliant gold. Nearly six hundred years had passed since Nicol's mind.

Luke couldn't imagine how the beautiful parts of those memories would be glorified. If you want to outline a past event in the words of two people, it is pure nonsense, and at least you have to follow the tripartite principle in order to have a more objective restoration of this matter.

It's a pity that there is no one in the world who is more than six hundred years old, except for Nicol and Perenal.

"Jace's diary......" Luke saw Nicol's face with a wistful look. even involuntarily showed a hint of a smile, and there was a feeling of a sound and a smile, still in front of him.

Luke didn't feel anything moved, but genuinely felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Nicol quickly relented, and although he was willful, he still did not forget his basic politeness.

"I remember that keeping a diary seems to be a tradition in your family."

"Yes, quirky traditions, but when to start writing, it's purely personal. Jace Ancestor writes from a young age, and the other ancestors will have a little less. "Only Jess Gaunt keeps almost everything in his diary.

One by one, the other ancestors wrote down all kinds of things in other records. The diaries of the other ancestors, with the exception of a small number of journals, are mostly catalogue indexes and the like, which you can use to find what you are looking for in other materials.

Only Jace Gaunt would babble a lot of stuff in his diary. It can only be said that Jace Gaunt is also one of the outliers of the Gaunt family.

"Can you tell me about me in his diary? I was curious about what he saw me and what he wanted to tell the story to future generations. Nicol's face was sincere, such a mood Luke could understand, many people would be curious about what others would see themselves like, but not everyone had the opportunity to take out their old friend's diary and take a look.

Of course, Luke wouldn't be generous enough to show Nicol the entire diary of Jasgund, because there were still a lot of secrets about the Gaunt family in that thing.

So he silently took a stack of papers from his belt, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Nicol.

"There's always something wrong with my retelling, so you'd better see for yourself. I can assure you of the authenticity of these words in the name of the Gaunt family. ”

"Then there's really no need for that. I believe you. Nicol followed Luke's words as he picked up the stack of papers.

He has always been slow to speak, and rarely accosted so eagerly. Obviously, when faced with such a thing, even the state of mind that has been sharpened for more than 600 years is still shaken.

There are lessons from Dumbledore's past. Luke doesn't think that these old people, who already have a great reputation in the wizarding world, will not lose their temper and expose their weak side no matter what kind of challenges they are facing.

It is a time when people do not have emotions that do not fluctuate, as long as the mood fluctuations are large enough, then gaffes, and even advance and retreat are possible.

The old guys are human too, especially when they are in front of Luke, who is especially human.

Nicol watched the diary brought by Luke word by word with mixed feelings, sometimes smiling, sometimes feeling nostalgic.

Luke shook his head at his reaction, then got up and looked around the small, simply decorated room.

In fact, there is nothing to see, except for some strangely shaped and unknown alchemy utensils, the most in this room are books.

The four walls are surrounded by four huge bookshelves. A sea of books is placed here, in addition to paper books, parchment, and even papyrus.

Luke scanned it briefly and found many unique books that he had only heard of in a few words in his family's research notes.

Needless to say, these things are precious. Knowledge may not be able to be immediately transformed into power, but it is only a higher level that can indeed make people go.

When Luke walked near the desk, he found a large piece of paper on the desk, and on top of it, there were dense texts and some moving pictures.

Luke didn't pay attention at first, just hurriedly skimmed by, but the next second, he turned his head and looked at the drawing again, and the expression on his face became solemn.

The picture of the strange stone painted in red is not the picture of the magic stone. Luke started with the first word, and after reading a few lines, he took a step back.

His brows furrowed tightly, and he turned his head to look at Nicol Lemay sitting at the small table not far away.

Nicol Lemay is still reading those pages of the diary, the number is decent, but he can't stand Nicol Lemay looking at it again and again, and he can read a page three or four times.

And I just feel that he is very interesting on every page. Luke watched his movements, was silent for a moment, then highlighted a cloudy breath, walked generously in the direction of the desk, and looked at the paper.

This is how the Philosopher's Stone is refined...... Still, he brought Nicol's own notes and the recipe for the precautions he had figured out.

This thing is worth far more than a simple magic stone. Is this kind of thing really going to be put on the table with a big grin and no defense?

Luke doesn't think so. This is evident from the fact that Nicol left himself alone in the study and asked Perenald to take Dumbledore to repair the Philosopher's Stone.

The law does not spread the six ears, and the Tao does not spread non-people. Although this sentence is not found in the Taoist scriptures, there is quite a lot of truth in it.

And why did you choose such a strange teaching method? Luke had a rough guess. Legend has it that Nicol Lemay learned the true meaning of alchemy when he obtained a document called the Book of Abraham of the Jews, and practiced it as one of the sweetest fruits of the towering tree of alchemy

"Philosopher's Stone". And does this Jewish Book of Abraham really exist in the form of a book?

Luke wasn't sure at first, but now he thinks it's not. Otherwise, why use such a method to teach the refining method of the Philosopher's Stone?

Luke had no knowledge of alchemy, and the strange symbols and incomprehensible terms on the paper made Luke feel his temples swell.

But today, even if it's rote memorization, he has to memorize it...... But it's really hard, although Luke is a time-traveler, but the memory of two lifetimes has not been so good.

The reason why I am quite familiar with the plot, and even after so many years, I still have a few treasures, is naturally because I think about it carefully when I remember it back then, and then I review it for several years.

Of course, every review leaves no evidence. Naturally, the things that are written are burned.

All in all, it's hard labor, not talent. It would be a bit too embarrassing for Luke to memorize such a large piece of paper, even the text and the driving diagram, in such a short period of time.

And the vague magic rippling on this piece of paper is obviously a spell that has been cast to prevent copying.

Luke is familiar with it, because his family's books, except for things like diaries, basically have magic to prevent copying.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows. Luke felt a deep struggle. It's like a person who didn't learn English well is now learning Arabic in English with an Englishman, it's too difficult.

But rubbing it, Luke's hand suddenly paused, and he opened his eyes and looked deeply at the paper.

Luke turned his head and looked at Nicol with a smile on his face, then turned around and rolled up a whole drawing generously, and then seemed to be tucked into his belt, but in fact it was tucked into his own system space.

Get. You don't have to memorize it. A relieved smile appeared on Luke's face. And Nicol Lemay, who had been watching Luke's movements with his peripheral vision behind him, smiled dumbly.

"This little guy really has the demeanor of his ancestors." After seeing that Luke finally got his hands on the things, he finally looked at these diaries with peace of mind.

"Jace, the black history you tried so hard to cover up back then still fell into my hands after all." Nicol Lemay gently touched the diary in his hand, with a happy smile on his face that had not been shown for many years.

……

"It's not a philosopher's stone." Perenar, who just glanced at the powder Dumbledore had taken out, shook his head and smiled.

There was no surprise on Dumbledore's face. No matter how much Luke denied it along the way, he always believed that the Philosopher's Stone was on Luke's body.

Or at least in the hands of someone he trusts. And not has turned into these powders. Perenal pinched a little red powder with his fingers, rubbed it between his fingers, and then nodded: "It's a good greeting gift, this level of magic gem powder itself is a valuable alchemy material." "Whether it's a magic gem or a magic stone, it's definitely a complete gem with a higher value.

These magic gem powders, if you want to change them, can't exchange them for magic gems of the same volume at all, not even half of them.

This kind of trade is inevitably a little too loss-making, so even if they are old couples, they will only buy this level of magic gem to grind into powder for use when they need it.

Now the package that Luke gave is not a small amount, enough for the two of them to use for a long time.

"As for the sword you are talking about...... I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but if I want to really complete the Philosopher's Stone and Sword perfectly, or a near-perfect cycle, it won't be as simple as the blacksmith thought. They...... There may be a chance for another generation or two of development. ”

"So his idea is still more realistic, and the magic stone powder can indeed be used." Dumbledore looked at Perenal, who was chattering and smiling in front of him, and looked a little confused.

Of course he knew the reason for this kind of thing. But he really couldn't figure out why this was happening.

"Perenal, can you tell me why, are you so happy about Luke's arrival? Just because he's a descendant of an old friend from hundreds of years ago? Dumbledore was in front of the old man in front of him, not to mention the elders' shelves, and even the families of his peers couldn't be put on display.

When he was younger, he treated Perenal as a grandmother. I can't change it now.

"That's wrong, Dumbledore." Hearing this completely unexpected question, Perenal smiled and said,

"Luke is a direct descendant of Jace, that is, he is not a descendant of our deceased, but a descendant of our benefactor."

"And, although we have had many friends, it is Jace who has accompanied us through the years we should have lived."

"What's more, we promised in front of Jace that we would take care of his offspring. And he has entrusted us with a descendant. Dumbledore's face gradually changed.

"You have no idea how excited we were when we heard that kid named Luke Gaunt finally showed up!" Perenal said with a smile.