Drag the man into a corner and tie it up.

John took the wand and threw it away, while he headed to Montmorensey Street.

He was looking around, and a house that looked like it had an ancient history caught his eye.

It was a house surrounded by beautiful flower beds, and the people around it seemed to be oblivious to it.

John thought for a moment and decided to go and have a look.

He knocked on the door, and there was no one inside.

Just as John wondered if he wanted to sneak in, the closed door suddenly opened.

The trembling old man looked thin, his hair was already silver-white, and he showed surprise when he saw John.

"You're finally here, please come in and have a cup of tea, I remember the tea leaves were in the cupboard."

The old man opened the door for John to come in as he spoke, and he muttered to himself like an old man with a bad memory.

"Wait a minute, I'm looking for a book."

John walked in, and he saw a lot of things around him.

There are many silver utensils placed on the table, some like tweezers, some like silver chopsticks.

John sat inside, and the teapot next to him jumped out by itself, and the tea canister opened and flew out of it and jumped in.

The teapot shook its round body, and a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air from inside.

As the teapot shakes, the water and tea leaves change inside, and a pot of freshly brewed black tea is made.

John was amazed to see that the teapot was full of alchemical traces.

The old man seemed to be rummaging through something, and books were placed on the floor or on the table.

Then he put it in a handbag.

Obviously, so many books were packed in, but the handbag did not change in the slightest.

John knew that it was a Traceless Stretching Spell.

And the old man, after doing everything, stood satisfied for a while before coming.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, these things have been left for so long that sometimes I can't remember where I put them."

The old man stretched out his hand to shake John's hand, and John, seeing his trembling appearance, also cautiously touched lightly.

As soon as it touched it, the old man's hand was as fragile as a cookie that had been put on for a long time, making the old man cry out in pain.

Frightened, John thought he was taking too hard.

"It's okay." The old man looked at John's worried expression and said, "Hello John Wick, my name is Nicol Lemay. ”

Nicol Lemay, whom John had been thinking about, appeared in front of him.

He didn't look good, at least to John, the body was on the verge of shattering.

"I was supposed to teach you personally, but this year's events have delayed me for a long time, but my diary tells me that you are very talented."

Nicol Lemay handed John the tote bag containing all the books, a smile on his face.

The diary was crafted by his own hand, and not only did it have a projection of the young Nicol, but it was also possible to communicate with Nicol Lemay remotely.

These books were given to John by Nicol Lemay, and they contain some notes and insights left by him after his immortality.

John pondered for a moment and said, "Is it because of the Philosopher's Stone?" ”

He's not a fool, and Nicol Lemay is now confessing his last words.

Judging from Dumbledore's announcement of the destruction of the Philosopher's Stone, Nicol Lemay should be about to end his immortality.

Nicol Lemay shook his head and said with a smile on his face, "Child, everyone would have died, and if it weren't for your appearance, the Philosopher's Stone would have been destroyed in June." ”

He was indeed going to die, and the elixir he left behind was only enough to last him for a year.

This great alchemical legend who lived for six hundred and sixty-five years was about to end his long life, and if it weren't for John's appearance, he might not have the idea of taking a student.

Through Dumbledore's introduction and the information from his diary, he felt that John was the most suitable person for his inheritance.

John was a little disappointed, thinking that he had finally found a teacher who could teach alchemy, but he didn't expect that meeting was parting.

This is the former home of Nicol Lemay, who was supposed to live in seclusion in Devon until his death.

Accepting the tote bag, John's heart grew heavier.

"Teacher, who is that person outside?"

Thinking of the man he met today, John asked his own question.

Nicol Lemay smiled when he heard this, although they had just met, the two were like teachers and students who had been together for a long time.

"That's a Death Eater, and even if Voldemort is defeated, he's still spying on the next rebirth."

At the mention of that name, Nicol Lemay's face became solemn.

The old man had lived through two Dark Lord eras, and he knew that Voldemort's desire for immortality had reached the point of morbidity.

Even though twelve years have passed since his fall, his henchmen have been searching for Nicol Lemay in search of their master.

Nicol Lemay was temporarily separated from his wife, and he returned to his home in order to teach John as a student.

John also lived with the teacher during the few vacation days he had left.

He greedily absorbed the knowledge of alchemy, and the old man's erudition was not limited to one field, he had a master-level understanding of runewen, magic spells, and magical beasts.

As time passed, John was like a sponge, absorbing it all.

Nicol Lemay was pleased with the student, and alchemy requires talent and perseverance in the quest for knowledge.

John had both, and he saw a shadow of himself in the student.

The same pursuit of alchemy, attachment, and thirst for knowledge.

John's Philosopher's Stone was destroyed.

With this only man in the world who has refined the Philosopher's Stone by his side, John doesn't feel pity.

When time was running out, John knew it was time for him to part.

"John, you're the most gifted student I've ever met."

Nicol Lemay is leaving, and he will spend his last days with his wife.

But teaching John such a student also made him very happy and fulfilled, "The exploration on the road of alchemy will never stop, and the Philosopher's Stone is not your end but the starting point." ”

He had already taught John how to refine the Philosopher's Stone, and standing on the shoulders of giants, John naturally saw higher, and Nicol Lemay also expected more from him.

By the time John became a new alchemical giant, it was a pity that Nicol Lemay was long gone.

John hugged the teacher, his movements gentle and reluctant.

Nicol Lemay saw very openly, he was not afraid of death, on the contrary, death was like working for him for a long time, and finally had a place to lie down and sleep.

With the departure of Nicol Lemay, John's trip to France came to an end.

John went to Beauxbatons and retrieved the diary.

Fleur is reluctant to give up John, one of her few friends.

"Fleur we'll meet again, maybe not at Beauxbatons, but at Hogwarts."

John grinned, and he remembered as if there was a scene where several schools were competing against each other.

Beauxbatons is in one of them.

It's not out of the question that Fleur appears as a student of Beauxbatons.

He gave a badge to Fleur.

Fleur reluctantly said: "Remember to write to me, your owl is a little fat, let it exercise more." ”

The disgusted basil innocently lies on the gun.

John naturally agreed neatly, and after the two said goodbye, John went to the hiding place, wandered around the square, and finally found the drunk man who sold the portal.

When John left, the drunk was hung from the statue and his wand was thrown into the stinking ditch.

"Let you pit me!"

John was punished for three Galleons, and John hung the drunkard on it for three days.