Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 64 Nicole LeMay
France, Paris Saint-Lazare train station.

After using magic to disguise his features on the magic train, John got off the train, passed through the crowd, and followed the signs to leave the station.

Only then did John realize why the word "romantic" came up when he mentioned Paris.

It is different from Paris, where chaos and order coexist in the future in memory, and there are waves of strikes everywhere.

Paris in 1992 still maintained the nobility of France.

Elegant architecture, gorgeous and charming clothing.Elegant manners, elegant conversation, from old coffee shops to bustling streets, modern and classical blend here.

At the same time, Paris at this time is still the capital of flowers. Whether it is on the dining table, on the balcony, in the courtyard, or in front of the window, beside the street, or in the arms of people, the eyes are full of blooming flowers, and the air is filled with intoxicating fragrance. .

It's not like the future I remember, where the stench of burning garbage and poor sanitation after a sanitation strike is everywhere.

He took out a note from his pocket, which was given to John by Headmaster Dumbledore when John left.

When I opened the note, I saw an address on it.

Pulling out the Paris map that he bought in advance, John simply identified the direction and rushed towards the address.

Soon John stopped in front of a bakery called Ptisserie Stohrer, according to the sign above the store.

John learned that the bakery was established in 1730, making it one of the oldest bakeries in Paris.

Just when John was a little puzzled and didn't know why Principal Dumbledore asked him to come to this bakery, he felt as if a hand had reached into his pocket.

The extremely high military quality and physical fitness allowed him to grasp this hand at the first time, but the hand shriveled up in the next moment.

Taking it out of his pocket, he found that what he was holding in his hand was a leather glove, and inside the glove was another note.

It seems that this is a trick of Headmaster Dumbledore.

When he opened the note, he saw a paragraph written on it.

"Buy two signature croissants and head to Montmorency Street."

Seeing this address, John instantly thought of a certain description about Nicole Flamel in the Muggle world books.

In the 14th century, Nicole Flamel and his wife built a house at 3 rue Montmorency, which provided a shelter for many homeless poor people, but in the 17th century A fire destroyed the house, which would have been the oldest surviving stone building in Paris without the fire. '

"So Nicole Flamel is really on the Rue Montmorency? Sure enough, the most dangerous place is the safest place."

After buying the croissants, John rushed to Montmorency Street with a paper bag in his hand. As he got closer to his destination, John could feel the magic power flowing in the air more and more.

It's just that he wanted to explore the source of this magic power, but it felt like a layer of cloud and mist covered the source.

Just as John was walking slowly on Montmorency Street, waiting for the next step from Headmaster Dumbledore.

He keenly noticed that not far behind him, several eyes fell on him.

Pretending to look at the scenery, with the help of peripheral vision from the corner of his eye, in the magical field of vision, there were indeed a few people with familiar magical aura shining on their bodies.

Especially the position of their left arms, the viscous and cold magical reaction is not too obvious
Like the Christmas raiders, these guys were Death Eaters.

It seems that Voldemort is determined to get the Philosopher's Stone.

John sneered in his heart, turned his head and ran towards a certain alley.

Seeing John's reaction, the Death Eaters following John realized that the other party had spotted them, so they also hurriedly followed and ran towards the alley.

It's just that when they entered this dark alley and found that it was a dead end at the end, some bad feeling arose.

But before they had time to leave here, they heard a strange voice above their heads.

"Multiple Difficulty"

Almost at the same time, these Death Eaters were hit by the curse, instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Then John slowly flapped the dragon wings and they fell over their heads.

The magic technique just performed is one of the results of his research in Hal's world, and it is an auxiliary type of magic.

【Multiple singing】

This is some kind of magic technique from Howl's world, which John transformed into the magic of the main world according to his research.

This is a special kind of magic. After the wizard sings this magic to himself, he will get a powerful attribute, which will make the next spell he sings get a "multiple" effect.

Just like the fainting ground that John released just now, it has multiple effects. With the help of John's lock, all the Death Eaters who are tracking below will be knocked down.

However, this magic is quite practical, and the spell itself is simple and does not consume too much magic power.

But when releasing the next spell, it will consume quite a lot of magic power because it releases a much greater power than normal, and if you want to lock on different targets, it will further consume the wizard's mental power.

So unless you are a wizard with sufficient magic power like John, you must reach a certain level of magic if you want to cast it, and you must have a certain understanding of each spell, so as to ensure that you will not overdraw your magic power after casting the spell.

According to the classification standard of the main world, this should be the same as apparition, Occlumency and other magics, advanced magic that needs to be practiced with someone to master.

Casting the Levitating Charm, John prepared to find a place to deal with these unconscious Death Eaters.

At this moment, he felt a strange change in the surrounding environment. Looking back, he found that he was no longer in the alley just now, but appeared in a place full of idyllic scenery.

Around the ring gauge, not far away, an ancient house full of 14th-century French style attracted his attention.

The house is constructed entirely of solid gray stone, covered with verdant creepers.

The flower garden outside the house is full of various beautiful flowers, among which there are even many magical plants, and some magical animals play in it from time to time.

Clenching the red dragon wand in his hand, although this place seemed normal, John could always feel a sense of discord, as if this was not the real world.

After guarding for a long time, he didn't find anything unusual. Just when John was about to cast a spell to attack the house first, to see if there was any change.

I saw the closed door of the house slowly opening, and then I saw a thin, silver-white haired, trembling old man walking out.

The old man looked around, surprised when he saw John, and then simply waved his finger.

John suddenly felt that the space around him was suddenly compressed, and he and the fainted Death Eaters came in front of the old man.

As if aware of John's vigilance, the old man smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, kid, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing the old man's words, John realized something. With such magical performance at this age, the identity of the old man in front of him was ready to be revealed.

"You are...Master Nicole Flamel?"

"Yes, it's me."

The old man nodded with a smile, and then said: "Stop standing outside, come in and have a cup of tea first, let me see...the tea is right here..."

Like an old man with a bad memory, Nicole Flamel walked slowly towards the house while talking to himself.

John followed Nicole Flamel into the room and closed the door behind him.

And after John closed the door, the ivy that had been climbing on the wall seemed to come alive, rolled up the unconscious Death Eaters on the ground, and threw them into the cellar that opened at some time.

Then, as if nothing happened, these creepers lay quietly on the wall again.

John sat on the sofa, and he put the paper bag containing the croissants on the coffee table.

Looking around the environment in the house, it was different from what he had imagined. The house looked very messy, with parchments and various books written all over the place.

Silver utensils were randomly placed on the table, complex experimental instruments formed a circuit, and the flame ignited by magic was slowly heating the liquid in it.

The air is also full of strange smells mixed with various magic materials.

At this moment, the door of the cabinet next to John suddenly opened by itself, and the teapot and teacup seemed to be alive and jumped out of it and landed on the coffee table.

Then Nicole Flamel walked over slowly with the tea pot in his arms, and tremblingly placed the tea pot on the table.

I didn't see any movement from him, but the lid of the teapot opened by itself, and the tea leaves looked like well-trained soldiers, jumping into the teapot in a line.

Then the teapot began to shake like a dancer, and the swaying water flow appeared out of thin air inside, and then the water and tea leaves danced in it, and the rising heat came to the face with the fragrance of tea.

A cup of black tea is brewed like this.

In John's eyes, this tea set is full of traces of alchemy.

At John's level, he could naturally create such an alchemy creation, but what surprised him was that the alchemy props in front of him had characteristics that John could not create.

life.

Whether it is a teapot or a tea caddy, they seem to be alive, able to make those flexible movements and express joyful emotions.

Really worthy of being a master alchemist who has lived for 600 years!

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I rarely have guests here, and I don't know where I put many things."

Nicole Flamel stretched out his hand to shake John's hand. Seeing his trembling appearance, John gently touched him cautiously.

As soon as he touched it, Master Nicole Flamel's fingers were as fragile as weathered branches, and they made a snapping sound just by touching them.

The other party yelled in pain, and the frightened John took out his wand and prepared to release healing magic.

"It's okay." Nicole Flamel waved his hand slightly to let John not be so nervous.

"Although I have already said it, let me introduce myself, hello John, I am Nicole Flamel"

"Hi, Master Nicole Flamel, I'm John Williams."

Even though he knew that the longevity of the Philosopher's Stone was not real longevity, he just didn't expect the other party's condition to be worse than he thought.

It's like a house of cards that has been carefully piled up, with just a slight touch, it will be on the verge of collapse.

"When Dumbledore came to visit me, I was ready to embark on a great adventure, but the works he brought made me temporarily let go of this idea."

"You are very talented, John, your research on the soul is unparalleled, and even surpasses mine."

"I should have taught you myself, but unfortunately my body can no longer allow me to do so."

"So I have made all the preparations in this last time."

"So, John Williams, will you be my last disciple?"

Nicole Flamel stared at John with his cloudy eyes. In the past, these eyes were full of wisdom and the mysteries of the world, but today these eyes are full of expectation.

"It's my pleasure, teacher!"

　Some of the places that everyone said were unreasonable, such as the end of Chapter 62, the devil's net, and the time allocation, etc., have all been modified.

　　The state is not good recently, the plot may not satisfy everyone, I am really sorry.

　　I will try my best to adjust the status and present the work to everyone better.

　　I hope you will continue to support my book a lot, thank you very much
　　
　
(End of this chapter)