Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 236 Nico Stingy Flamel
Beauxbatons is full of legends about Nico Flamel. As the school's largest financial backer, one person can stand up to the 12 members of the Hogwarts School Board. The Flamel couple appear in Beauxbatons only a handful of times. It can be counted that more than 200 years have passed since they last appeared in Beauxbatons. Even for the school teaching reform that started 15 years ago, Nico Flamel only wrote a letter.

The reclusive legendary alchemist didn't like to be public, at least in the magical world, but no one would think that Nicolas Flamel, who had disappeared for a long time, would lie quietly in the coffin, leaving behind an astronomical fortune waiting for luck. son's arrival.

For those who think like this, it is estimated that after he dies, Nicoléme will still be alive and well in the world. Although he does not know what kind of price he needs to pay for the elixir made from the magic stone, but the effect of immortality is not available to anyone. Suspect.

After passing through the front garden filled with exotic flowers and plants, the door to the luxurious manor opened for them. A well-dressed elf in elegant butler clothing stood at the entrance to respectfully welcome them.

"The master is waiting for you, Mr. Harry Potter." The elf first saluted Harry, and then said hello to Fleur: "Miss Delacour, welcome to your arrival."

"Miss, please wait in the living room for a while, and I will serve you refreshments right away."

"Mr. Potter, please follow me. I'm on the second floor."

"Can she come up with me? I have work to do."

"Come up." When Harry spoke, a voice came from above them. Harry and Fleur raised their heads and saw a handsome old man with brown hair who looked no more than 50 years old leaning on the railing. Smile at them.

"That little girl Olim mentioned your name to me, Fleur Delacour. Harry is really lucky."

"But it's a pity that I can't solve your problem -" he pointed at Fleur, "the extraordinary charm you have displayed."

"Oh, sorry, this is not a good place to chat, come up quickly, I'll wait for you inside."

When Nicole May's figure disappeared behind the railing, Harry and Fleur exchanged glances, and then followed the elf butler's footsteps up the escalator to the second floor.

On the surface, Nicoléme's manor, apart from being more gorgeous, does not seem to be any more powerful than Malfoy Manor. But when they entered a room with double doors, they were suddenly expanded a hundred times. The double space makes people feel as if they have entered a different world.

Although this was Harry's second time here, Keyi felt an indescribable shock. This was an alchemy laboratory of Nicolème. It was completely different from what he had seen in Nurmengard. Nicolò Mei's laboratory is filled with the grandeur of steel and machinery.

The top of the smelting furnace, which is tens of meters high, erupts with blazing purple-red magical flames. There are countless cold forging hammers weighing tens of thousands of tons, imitating the hammering roar of the giant blacksmith. The exploding iron flowers are huge waves of red. , although the noise of processing and forging is blocked by the thin glass windows, even just looking at these pictures, my mind can't help but complement those heart-pounding roars.

If Nicolas Flamel told Harry at this time that he was building a Glory Queen-class battleship to spread the glory of the Emperor on the earth and start the era of the Great Crusade, Harry would believe it without hesitation. However, after seeing When they came in, Nicoléme just smiled and said:

"Would you like a cup of vanilla-flavored bubble milkshake? My wife made it herself. Although she is going out on vacation now, she brought her heart for you."

"Okay, thank you."

Harry was a little dazed and didn't come back to his senses. When did the Glory Queen-class battleship and bubble milkshakes become equated?
"Sit whatever you want, don't be too reserved." Nicole May nodded to Furong, and then handed over a glass of bubble milkshake that looked delicious.

"Don't be in a daze, boy." When dealing with Harry, Nicolas Flamel was not so polite. In previous interactions, he knew what kind of guy this brat was. In his eyes, Harry was not as polite as Grinder. Wo is pretty much the same, he's just a messed up and funny guy with a brain, "If I look at you again, my eyes will pop out."

"Oh~" Harry looked away reluctantly, then drank the milkshake in the glass absent-mindedly.

“Didn’t taste anything”

Harry consciously poured himself another glass, pouring it into his mouth to moisten his throat, "It tastes good, have another glass!"

Visible to the naked eye, Nicoléme's face darkened. His wife's intention was reached, but in the blink of an eye, everything went into the belly of this brat. This brat definitely did it on purpose. He hadn't even done it himself. Give it a try!

"Hi'er~ Is there anything else, old man, this is much better than the milk tea outside, please have another pot."

"It's gone. There's only ice water left. If you want to drink it, go to the kitchen with a bucket and pour it yourself. You little bastard won't be able to hold it to death."

"Hey~ stingy old man, if my sister were here, she would never say that." Harry rolled his eyes, despising Nicolas Flamel's stinginess, "You can only grow well if you can eat and drink, and you don't listen to my sister. How did you say it?"

"You little bastard, why do you call her sister and me old man? I look so old?"

"My sister looks like a 27-year-old, but what about you? My father is nineteen and I am only thirteen. My grandfather is only in his early fifties, right? With the way you are dressed now, fifty is considered young. An old man of six hundred and sixty-six, Zhen Zhen Zhen.”

Nicoléme, with his beard curled up in anger, makes people happy to look at him, but after all, he is a man who has seen all kinds of storms, and he has enough cultivation and bearing.
"Boom~"

Nicolas Flamel jumped up with his cane and hit Harry on the head. He was so angry that a 70-year-old boy could do whatever he wanted. He had lived for more than 600 years, so why should he be sulking?

Seeing Harry squatting on the ground with tears in his hands, Nicolas Flamel waved his hand generously, "I won't argue with you little bastard."

Compared to talking to Harry, who had to drink the elixir of life in advance just by looking at him, Nicolas Flamel liked Fleur more. This little girl seemed to be well-educated at first glance, unlike that bastard who never gave up on her heart for a day. Not happy.

"The changes in your body are actually the same as Olim's. She has a giant hybrid, and you have a Veela hybrid."

Nicoléme, who was sitting opposite Fleur, stretched out his hand and swiped the table, and several magic projections of 3D villains with non-human appearances appeared.

"It is not uncommon in the magical world to mix blood with magical creatures. This will help to produce better wizards in future generations. However, this approach has pros and cons. The disadvantage is that some of the characteristics of magical creatures will appear in the mixed-blood offspring. Veela's Mixed-race people are prone to overconfidence, excessive pride, sensitive personality, and extreme emotional changes."

"But Fleur has nothing at all." Harry, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head and glanced at Nicoléme.

"Children must learn not to interrupt." Nicolas Flamel gave Harry another 'dong' with a smile on his face. Apart from anything else, Harry's hitting on the head was very good. Listening is a good idea.

"She belongs to another situation. Let me call it the promotion of bloodline. We can simply understand that this is the complementarity produced when two different bloodlines reach a delicate balance."

"But such changes are uncertain. Take Olim, for example. The giant blood in her body would have seriously weakened her spellcasting ability, but it strengthened her physical strength. However, Olim's magic talent is very high, but The increase in physical fitness is not as strong as that of other giant hybrids, and there is also a giant hybrid in Hogwarts."

Nicolas Flamel glanced at Harry, but the brat turned his head away and did not speak. Nicolas Flamel, who was a little regretful that he could not do it again, continued.

"That guy is amazing. With a slight improvement in his spellcasting talent, he has inherited almost all of the giant's physical qualities, including the giant's huge magic power, which is higher than the wizard's magic power. If there is a perfect form for a giant hybrid, then it's him. , and this guy is only 60 years old, so he is considered a young adult."

"When I was studying the Flesh Golem, I used him as a reference. However, it is too difficult to simulate natural miracles like his using ordinary methods."

Nicoléme was a little regretful. In the eyes of a 'scientific researcher' like Nicolémé, Hagrid has extraordinary scientific research value. It is a moving gold mine!

"You said Hagrid is just a young adult?"

Harry couldn't stand still now. He knew that giants lived much longer than wizards, but 60-year-old Hagrid should still be considered a 30-year-old middle-aged person, right?

"Can a perfect giant hybrid live for 600 years? Is that considered a long life? There are old guys among the giants who can live to be over 800 years old. Humans are short-lived species. Even human wizards are at the bottom of the world in the world of magical creatures. batch."

"The quality of magic power, the total amount of magic power, the perception of magic power, and everything related to magic power are all at the bottom. But even so, human wizards can live almost twice as long as ordinary people. Magic power is good for the body and lifespan. The influence is very huge. The more total amount of magic power in the body and the higher the quality, the longer the natural life span. Almost all of those elemental creatures have no concept of death, because what makes up their bodies is magic power."

"Have you ever seen a dementor who died of old age? The oldest dementor in Azkaban has lived for more than 4000 years. They have no accurate concept of time and lifespan. Death may be just a matter of changing your mind and living again. Of course, those killed by the patron saint do not count, it is a means of erasing the foundation of their existence, and it is the real death."

"Actually, it would be a good choice for you two to get together."

Nicole May brought a teapot and poured himself a cup of bankrupt green tea, and took a sip.

"At least you won't meet someone with black hair on your own, while the other person has gray hair."

"Isn't Fleur's hair already white? It's also silver-white."

"For example, don't you understand, little bastard, you have to make me angry every day to survive?" Nicolas Flamel gritted his teeth and glared at Harry after picking up his cane and taking a good hit, "I shouldn't have let you in the first place. Enter this door! Even you, that brat of Grindelwald, can make trouble, and blowing up Paris is more relaxing than coming here to piss me off."

"If you can, please return the Sunstone to me. I don't know which old and ungrateful guy snatched it up as soon as we met. You want me to respect the elderly, but I don't see you caring about the young!"

Harry, who was directly beaten to the ground, covered his head and howled. When he met Nicolas Flamel, he was too young and exposed both Sunstones. As a result, Nicolas Flamel, an old bastard, didn't have any. He left it to Harry, but it was all snatched away. What was even more annoying was that he couldn't beat this old guy.
"At least pay back one piece! That piece was given to Fleur by Daenerys! Believe it or not, I will go back and ask my sis to hang you up and beat you!"

"The sun dragon cannot come out of Chichatra."

"But I believe that the Sun Dragon's laser cannon can turn a corner and blow up your broken house with one shot."

"..." Nicoléme was silent for a while, "I believe this."

"Return the letter to me quickly!"

Harry straightened up and put his hips on his hips. Unfortunately, the bag on top of his head didn't go away, and it was two inches higher out of thin air.

"Then do you know jewelry design? Do you know where to find craftsmen who don't waste everything? Even if you find them, do they have the ability to process them?"

"This is an elemental crystal that contains vitality. It is one of the purest and hardest substances in the world."

"I can learn it by myself, isn't it just jewelry design, what's so difficult about it? I am a craftsman myself, so what's the problem with processing? It's not like I can't make pure elemental crystals!"

"qo (lightning)"

A filament of thunder element appeared at Harry's fingertips, "Although it can't be crystallized yet, it's difficult for me to do it? I'm only 13 years old, so I have time to grow up!"

Nicolas Flamel was speechless when Harry directly shouted back at him. This little bastard was just making a fuss, but he was really good at it.

"Are the awakened ones to be great?" the deflated Nicolème muttered, without the slightest demeanor of an old man, "Well, you're great."

"Tell me what kind of jewelry you want to make, and I will waive the processing fees for you."

"Bah, bah, that's a good idea. The leftovers are worth a lot of money. If the Sun Stone can be bought with money, why didn't you get a piece of it before?"

Harry, who unceremoniously ruined the situation, began to bargain. Nicolas Flamel, who held the Philosopher's Stone, did have endless gold, but there were many things more valuable than gold in the world. In the end, he was just a very powerful person. The alchemist is a self-employed person. In some cases, he cannot offer the price offered by the national forces.

One is a life of glory and wealth, and the other is a blessing for generations to come. You don’t have to think about it to know who to choose.

Looking at Nicoléme's dark cheeks deep in thought, Harry secretly gave Fleur a high-five. Although it was not a matter of who would lose and who would gain, a rich old man would always squeeze out a little bit, and who would let it go? Nicoléme always looked stingy about herself.

Hey, it feels good to be angry~
(End of this chapter)