Chapter 18: Destroyed Alchemical Items

Finally, Nicol seemed to notice Harry's confused eyes, and a somewhat embarrassed smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He coughed lightly twice: "Sorry, on a whim, I talked a little too much." Just remember that Chinese and Japanese have similar characters.

For more information, you can check out the Muggle library when you return to the UK. ”

Hallie nodded silently, "So what's wrong with those alchemy items?" ”

Nicol is also happy to see the topic get back on track:

"The 'origin' in those alchemy items, that is, the core part of them, has been inexplicably lost.

And I felt my own shortcomings, because I couldn't tell why those core parts were lost.

But with my intuition, they seem to be returning to the world itself, or rather being sucked away by the world. ”

Sucked by the world? Harley inexplicably felt that this sentence was very important, but she didn't know why.

After jotting down the message, Harley asked, "So how did you solve it in the end?" ”

"It's not resolved." Nicol spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "I can't solve it, who can the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association count on?"

In the end, the Extraordinary Apothecary's Guild decided to let a subset of them use the entry method I provided, using a specific portkey to enter, thus reducing the stress on those alchemical items.

As for the completely damaged alchemy items, they also gave me half of them, hoping that I could research the reason. ”

As he spoke, Nicol casually pulled out a crystal ball from his pocket.

The crystal ball was filled with a crystalline blue liquid, and a tiny disc engraved with alchemical runes was suspended inside.

"The one in my hand is one of the alchemical items, what a great creation!

The so-called origin in this alchemy disc has been completely lost, so I can shrink it and preserve it. ”

Nicol looked at the crystal ball carefully, "When I get back, I'm going to take it apart and study it."

Alas, it's a pity that I, an old man, don't have any assistants, so I can only work with Perenal a little harder. ”

As he spoke, Nicol shook his head and sighed heavily.

Harley silently complained in her heart, if your old man puts a message in the European wizarding world that he wants to accept apprentices, it is probably a wizard who wants to give it a try.

Or is the old man lacking a genius apprentice like himself?

Harley was still thinking, but Nicol didn't want to go around in circles.

"Harley, would you like to talk to me about alchemy?" Nicol took the initiative to speak,

"My body can't support me to refine new philosopher's stones, so I've been looking for someone who can inherit my alchemy.

I can teach you alchemy, and in exchange, you will help me make the Philosopher's Stone. ”

"Your body can't support you refining the Philosopher's Stone?" Harley didn't immediately agree, but was ready to gather more information.

"yes, I can't support it." Nicol nodded, "The essence of alchemy is equivalent exchange.

Only by giving one's life can one get one's life.

Whether it was the racial war between wizards and other creatures, or natural and man-made disasters such as the Black Death, the Lemay family has collected a lot of vitality.

Of course, don't think of us as too evil, we only collect the remnants of the life force of those who died unnaturally, and do not actively create massacres for the sake of life force.

During the Black Death, Perenal and I were also at the forefront of our efforts to address the disease.

These life forces were stored by my ancestors, but their alchemy skills were not enough to make the Philosopher's Stone.

I didn't succeed until I was in my sixties, when my father had died.

However, every time you make a magic stone, you need to use those life forces, so it will have a certain impact on your body.

And I'm too old to make Philosopher's Stones. ”

Hallie nodded, silently weighing in her heart.

Nee could see that Harley didn't answer, and she didn't rush to hurry.

Naturally, he didn't want to deceive people, so he told the truth and gave Harley the right to choose.

If in the end Harley doesn't want to, then he won't force it.

Hallie weighed it carefully and felt that the price was still within the range of bearability.

And if the Philosopher's Stone is really the Life Stone of the Mother Earth God Church, then it seems to be a very good deal for yourself-

And by the way, you can also get the precious knowledge of alchemy.

"Okay, I agree." Harley raised her head and looked into Nicol's eyes, "You taught me alchemy, and I helped you refine the Philosopher's Stone when I was able." ”

Nicol laughed.

Although as long as he was with Perenal, he was not so averse to the journey after death.

But Nicol is still very attached to the world of the living, after all, he is a standard Frenchman, who likes romance and enjoyment.

"I'll write you a letter when I get back, listing the books you need to read.

I remember that Hogwarts didn't have an alchemy elective like Beauxbatons, but Hogwarts had an ancient magic course. ”

"Yes, I took Professor Babling's Ancient Magic Script class."

"That's good." Nicol stood up, "That way, I could save a lot of effort.

I'm sorry, I'm going to go first, Perenal spent too much time researching those alchemy items.

So she was more tired and rested in the room. I'm going to take care of her.

For the rest of the planning, we will contact you again by letter. ”

Harley watched Nicol walk away, and suddenly felt her head sink.

Someone grabbed Harley from behind and used brain waves on her.

"What's the matter? Dear Miss Delacour? Harley didn't have to look back to guess who it was, after all, her unique scent wouldn't fake.

"It's nothing, I didn't have time to congratulate you yesterday on winning the championship, so I made up for the belated congratulations today."

Fleur pinched Hallie's face and said with a grin,

"Old Mr. Nicol had been here before, so I didn't dare to come.

By the way, how do you take care of it? Why is the skin so fair and smooth? I have Meiwa blood, and my skin is not as good as yours. ”

Harley easily broke free from Fleur's clutches and grabbed Fleur's hands with ease:

"If you're willing to drink a special potion and can endure the great pain and side effects of the potion, you can get it too."

"What potion?" Fleur asked with interest, she was very serious about her skin.

"Daydreamer." Harley replied with a straight face, "I have everything in my dreams.

Don't dream, dear Miss Delacour, your skin has crushed more than ninety-nine percent of the world's population.

Leave someone else alive! ”

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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) )

(End of chapter)