Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Nicole Flamel asked without looking back, and Cassandra was taken aback.

Legilimency?

"It's not Legilimency, it's divination."

After opening the door, Nicole Flamel pointed to the crystal ball on the table: "Actually, I have some talents for divination, which is also an important reason why I can become an alchemist."

"The questions I answered just now are all questions you want to ask. I think you can judge whether I am lying or not."

Cassandra was slightly startled and nodded.

If Nicole Flamel didn't take the initiative to give an answer, Cassandra would definitely ask.

She doesn't want to be read by others for no reason, so wouldn't her Occlumency skills be learned in vain?

"Sit down, boy, here's some tea, but I'm sorry I forgot to boil the water."

Nicole Flamel seemed a little embarrassed: "Perenal went shopping. In fact, we haven't eaten for hundreds of years. We don't know how to entertain a child."

"Oh, by the way, here are the candies that Albus brought earlier, maybe you can use them?"

Cassandra sounded a little horrified, hasn't eaten for hundreds of years?

As an alchemist, Nicole Flamel, one of the prices for longevity is to not eat or drink?

"In fact, it's not just about not eating or drinking, the price of longevity is much more than you think."

Nicole Flamel smiled and tried to open the package of the chocolate frog, but his bones were probably not as strong as the cardboard of the chocolate frog package.

With trembling hands, he wrestled with the cardboard for half a minute, but no one could do anything to anyone.

"Let me come with Dobby, what do you think, Dobby?"

"Dobby would be more than happy!"

Dobby's eyes widened, excited.

Nicole Flamel's attitude made Dobby feel respected, and now is a good opportunity for him to repay.

Soon, tea and chocolate were placed in front of Nicole Flamel and Cassandra.

Nicole Flamel picked up a piece with great interest.

"It has no taste when I eat it, and it won't digest it. It may even rot in my body, corroding my bones and flesh."

"After all, our body no longer has human functions, but exists as a product of alchemy."

"It will be repaired with magic at that time, believe me that is not a good memory."

"But it doesn't matter today, you are probably the last guest in Perenal and I's life."

As he said that, Nicole Flamel sipped the chocolate frog, leaving some chocolate on his lips: "Fortunately, I still have the feeling, it is very silky, in the era when I still have the sense of taste, we can't eat such a wonderful thing .”

Cassandra took a bite too.

The sweet taste diffused in the mouth, and the taste that she was used to made Cassandra even a little moved now.

If she hadn't tasted this taste for hundreds of years, Cassandra would have missed it.

"Have you lived a similar life for hundreds of years?"

After taking a sip of tea, Cassandra took the initiative to take up the topic.

She has countless curiosity, and the Nicole Flamel in front of her may hold the truth that will surprise countless people.

"It's such a child."

Nicole Flamel wiped his hands and stroked the crystal ball: "I used to be just an ordinary alchemist, and at most, my knowledge of ancient runes was higher than others."

"Although I got an ancient symbolic text, deciphering it will only make me better at alchemy, and it is impossible to become a person who has lived to this day."

"At the end of the day, it's a combination of divination and alchemy."

On the crystal ball, many pictures began to emerge.

In the picture, a man with blond hair seemed to be having a nightmare.

As soon as the scene changed, he interpreted countless symbols in the dream, made countless attempts, and finally got a certain production method as if he was guided.

Then, like a deliberately edited picture, the man made a red stone, and that stone looked like the Philosopher's Stone.

"Are you trying to say that the making of the Sorcerer's Stone was all a coincidence?"

"No, it's not a coincidence, it's an inevitability."

Nicole Flamel's hand left the crystal ball, and a white mist returned to the crystal ball.

"Perhaps you don't quite understand, for people with divination talents, fate is always constant."

"Maybe it's God, or maybe it's me who has already planned my future in advance, but I just walked through my life normally."

Cassandra smiled slightly: "So did you mention me in the divination?"

"No."

Nicole Flamel smiled happily: "Divination is just divination, and it cannot predict all the future."

"I am very happy to see you before I die, because although I have failed, you may still have hope."

Cassandra frowned: "I don't quite understand, sir."

Nicole Flamel took out a piece of charcoal that he had prepared a long time ago and placed it in front of Cassandra: "Can you show it to me, you know what I want to see."

"Ok."

Cassandra snapped her fingers.

The charcoal in front of him changed little by little, and finally turned into bright gold.

Of course, this piece of charcoal is relatively large, and Cassandra only changed the surface, and did not drain the magic power.

But it was enough to surprise Nicole Flamel.

He observed it carefully, and even cut off a piece and threw it into his experimental apparatus. Finally, he murmured softly as if fascinated.

"Child, you are indeed a natural alchemist, and no one can surpass you since ancient times."

Cassandra nodded: "But sir, I can only do alchemy. I can't make things like the Philosopher's Stone."

"Don't think too highly of the Sorcerer's Stone, it's just a half-finished product."

Nicole Flamel spoke surprisingly, and then sat back on the chair.

Unexpectedly by Cassandra, he showed a difficult look, but finally smiled with relief.

"Hundreds of years ago, I refined the Philosopher's Stone. Everyone thought I was the greatest Philosopher's Stone in history, but they didn't know."

"In the hundreds of years since then, I have lost count of how many times I have wanted to refine the Philosopher's Stone, or to further advance the Philosopher's Stone."

"But I failed."

Nicole Flamel looked at Cassandra with a painful expression in his eyes: "Hundreds of years of persistence have made us lose our qualifications to live as human beings, just to find a truth."

"But sadly, the truth has never spared our efforts."

"I once thought I was abandoned by God. This is the reason why I discussed with Albus before we decided to destroy the Philosopher's Stone."

Cassandra's emerald green pupils narrowed slightly, moved by what happened to the alchemist in front of her.

Compared with the confusion of never being able to see the truth, it may be more painful and desperate to see the truth for a moment, but then be confused for hundreds of years.

This pain and despair finally overwhelmed Nicole Flamel, the greatest alchemist in everyone's eyes.

But today, he saw hope again.

"Can you tell me how you did it? Even if it's just a feeling, I just want to know the answer."

Looking at Nicole Flamel's thirsty eyes, Cassandra felt a little embarrassed.

She wondered if the old man would collapse instantly when she presented her Muggle knowledge in front of him.

But it turns out that Cassandra underestimated Nicole Flamel.

He has persisted for 600 years, and he has faced death calmly, let alone collapsed because of such a trivial matter.

When Cassandra took out the books she bought in the Muggle world and introduced atomic knowledge to Nicole Flamel, the old man smiled like a child, pointing at every word and listening carefully.

This teaching did not end until the return of Nicole Flamel's wife.

"Oh my god, I can't believe it."

Perenal Lemay complained: "Why do people eat so many things now? In my opinion, pasta is already delicious."

"Oh, it's spaghetti again. I got tired of eating it hundreds of years ago. Can I change it?"

"No, this is the last meal I cook for you, do you want to eat it or not?"

"Of course, honey!"

When Perenal entered the kitchen, Nicole Flamel whispered: "When we transformed ourselves into alchemy creations, I was so happy that I no longer had to eat her pasta."

"But it's good to eat it again now, although I can only taste the texture of the noodles."

Cassandra wanted to say something, but Nicole Flamel suddenly closed the book and returned it to Cassandra.

"There's no need to persuade us, son."

"You did point out a new way for us, but this way is not for us."

Nicole Flamel took out a piece of paper and drew three dots on it with a quill.

Write the Philosopher's Stone on the dot in the middle and the word Cassandra on the dot on the right.

"On the way to truth, I created the Philosopher's Stone, and you created the unique alchemy."

"In the past, I never understood why the Philosopher's Stone had such a meaningless effect as turning stones into gold."

"Now I understand that it is because the Philosopher's Stone is not pure enough."

Next, Nicole Flamel drew a question mark on the far left.

"Corresponding to your alchemy, there must be a purer magical miracle on the other side of the Philosopher's Stone."

"Unfortunately, I'll never have the chance to find out what it is."

109 "Pleasant" Vacations