The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter three hundred and fiftieth chapters are very happy to talk

Remember for a second【】

"Everyone wants to be a great wizard like Headmaster Dumbledore."

Albert gently stirred the black tea in front of him with a spoon, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and couldn't help but praise: "Your craftsmanship is awesome, this is the best black tea I've ever had. If possible, Don't have to teach me how to make such a delicious cup of black tea."

If it was a previous life, Albert really couldn't drink black tea as good or bad, but in this life, he has been drinking black tea for several years.

It can only be said that it is indeed a person who has lived for hundreds of years. The ratio of black tea, milk and sugar is really good.

"Of course." Perenal smiled. "I tell you, Albus doesn't really like the tea I brewed. He always says my tea tastes too bland."

"Everyone has their own favorite taste. I heard that Principal Dumbledore prefers sweets." Albert tasted another piece of buckwheat biscuits baked on a plate. The more fragrant, the less sweet.

For those who like sweets, it is not delicious!

As the two old men spoke, they recalled their first meeting with Dumbledore.

The situation is similar to Albert, who met the LeMay couple through the introduction of other wizards. Unlike Albert, Dumbledore had been in correspondence for several years before meeting the LeMays.

Dumbledore graduated from Hogwarts School and began to travel the world through France, meeting the LeMays for the first time under the introduction of an acquaintance.

When the two sides met for the first time, there were many common topics and they had a good chat.

Afterwards, Dumbledore spent several months in France, mostly discussing magic and alchemy with Nicole.

"At that time, we found other uses of dragon's blood together and successfully made a stain remover."

"Headmaster Dumbledore discovered twelve uses for dragon's blood, which I recited in the book."

"How should I put it, this statement is actually wrong." Nico sipped his lipstick tea and recalled, "When Albus found other uses for dragon blood, some of the uses of dragon blood had already been invented by other wizards, but , the exchange of information in that era was not as convenient as it is now, and not many people knew about it."

"Later, Albus published a paper on the uses of dragon blood, which led most wizards to believe that Albus discovered twelve uses for dragon blood."

"I remember Dumbledore clarifying this.

"Perenal said, "It's just that word of mouth has become like that, and no one really cares whether he invented the use of dragon blood. "

"I remember Ivan Dillonsby once claimed that when Dumbledore 'borrowed' his paper, he had discovered eight uses for dragon blood." Harris said with a smile of a dozen An incident a few years ago, "Actually, Ivan Dillons was one step behind, thinking that Dumbledore was taking away his work, so he went around to slander Dumbledore. That guy's reputation is not very good, I Remember when he claimed he had cracked the recipe for Floo powder, and when he tried it, he blew himself out of the fireplace."

Listening to several people recalling the past, Albert felt that he had really learned a lot. Although he didn't care about Dumbledore's past, he didn't mind listening to it as a story. Sometimes it was really interesting, especially the dusty past.

The truth of history is often not necessarily the information recorded on the parchment.

After all, that's what the victors wrote.

"Please forgive my nagging, it's always like this when I get older." Nico said to Albert with a smile while drinking the cold black tea.

"No, these past events are very interesting." Albert shook his head and said he didn't mind. "My grandfather also liked to tell me stories from the past."

"By the way, can you tell me about the fourteenth century, what kind of era was it?" He continued, "I heard that ancient magic was more prosperous than it is now, and a lot of magic and alchemy have been used in this era. Disappeared."

"It's not that it disappeared." Nico shook his head and said, "It's that it's not suitable anymore."

"Not suitable?" Albert pondered the meaning of these words.

"The fourteenth century, that era, was called the Dark Middle Ages." The old man recalled, "To a certain extent, this statement is actually true. It was a very ignorant and very dark era. Although wizards have They have their own rules and constraints, but most of them are relatively unscrupulous, and they are not hidden like the wizards are now, so they create a very prosperous illusion."

"Knowledge was very precious in that era, and many wizards would hide their knowledge. Because they rarely communicated with each other, wizards could only try to develop and master some magic, and most of these magics were messy spells. When When you don't know much about magic, those magics are invaluable."

"However, most of the spells have been eliminated by time."

"Sure enough, the so-called prosperity is just self-prosperity." Albert murmured.

"Yes, it is undeniable that some magics are indeed lost, but many magics are still left after the test of time." Nico explained softly, "It's just that this part of the knowledge is well preserved and needs to be specially touched. to know these things.”

"For ease of management?" Albert murmured.

"Yes, for ease of administration."

It was not Nico who answered him, but Mr. Harrisis, who had not spoken since just now.

"Maybe I shouldn't be talking about it."

"Few people can see these things clearly," Nicole said, "but,

^0^ Remember one second【】

There are two sides to everything, and it is indeed more peaceful now than before. "

"But it is undeniable that it was an era when even Muggles were very keen on alchemy." Nico changed the topic, "It was indeed the most prosperous era of alchemy, and many theories, origins and research were in that era. The era was born."

"For alchemy?"

"Yes, for alchemy, for getting rich." Perenal said with a smile, "At least, most of the Muggles at that time were indeed for this purpose."

"Only you have succeeded." Albert said with a smile.

"The Philosopher's Stone can't make gold." Nico shook his head and denied this.

"But you are immortal."

"It's not gold, and we didn't realize it until later." Nico's tone was helpless, "It's like gold made with a shape-shifting spell or a copying spell."

"Of course, Muggles can't tell."

Realizing that Nico seemed reluctant to talk about the Philosopher's Stone, Albert directed the conversation in a different direction.

He also occasionally asked some alchemy questions, and took the protective bracelet he made to ask Niko for advice, hoping that the other party could give him some good advice.

Nico really knew a lot of things, because the alchemy of that era covered a lot of things. Although he may not be proficient when he was young, he could only say that he could only dabble, but after living for a long time, he also understands what he should understand. .

Albert's situation was different. He was only a thirteen-year-old.

Nicole vaguely realized that the boy in front of him had extraordinary talents during the communication with Albert.

Miraculous is an apt term to describe it.

In fact, Nico knew something about the Wild Smith family, and he had dealt with more than one "Wild Smith".

The topics that the two discussed next involved many fields, and Albert gave his views based on his own understanding.

Even if he didn't check it, he knew that the experience of panel skills was rising rapidly.

The chat continued on and off for several hours. It was not until noon that the two sides stopped to prepare for lunch. When Albert was enjoying the French food, he found that Harris had quietly left.

"You can stay here temporarily, and Mr. Harrisis will come and pick you up in a few days," Perenal said to Albert.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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