Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 65 Nicole Flamel's Ring
Hearing John's agreeable answer, Nicole Flamel showed a joyful smile on his old face.

Then John saw his teacher, Nicole Flamel, tremblingly took out a quaint ring from his coat pocket and handed it to him.

The ring is silvery-white as a whole, with the same magic aura shining on it as the fairy metal, with a shining diamond set in the center and a ring of runes engraved around it.

"Teacher, this is..."

"This is the key to this space. I put all my knowledge in it, and now it belongs to you." Nicole Flamel smiled when he heard John's name
John took the ring from the teacher in shock, and he finally knew why it gave him a sense of disobedience.

It turns out that this is really not a certain area of ​​the real world, but a space created by Nicole Flamel.

"Teacher, was this place created with the Untraceable Stretching Curse?" John asked curiously.

Nicole Flamel shook his head, showing a mysterious smile and said: "You need to dig it yourself, the answer to your doubts exists in this room."

Hearing such an answer, John also smiled helplessly in his heart, and didn't ask any more questions.

Putting the ring on his left middle finger, as the diamond on it shone slightly, he saw that the ring automatically adjusted to the most suitable size for his finger.

After the happy atmosphere disappeared, the room fell into silence.

The tea on the table was already warm, and a little white smoke rose up, blurring the faces of John and Nicole Flamel.

After a long time, John could not bear to say: "Teacher, have you really thought about it? If not, I can return the Philosopher's Stone to you."

After all, what Nicole Flamel said before asking him to become a teacher was exactly his last words.

Although the Philosopher's Stone is in John's hands, Principal Dumbledore has already announced that the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed. Such a move undoubtedly means that Nicole Flamel is about to end his 600-year long life.

Nicole Flamel shook his head and said with a smile on his face: "My child, everyone will die. If I didn't want to meet you in person, I would have already destroyed the Philosopher's Stone, and I would have embarked on another adventure. "

Nicole Flamel really wants to die. These 600 years are really hard, the body is exhausted, and the friends are gone. Fortunately, he is still accompanied by his lover, but how long can this company last?

The longevity of the Philosopher's Stone is against the sky. Nicole Flamel didn't understand it back then, and he only had the joy of longevity in his heart.

But after such a long time, this kind of joy has also turned into regret, and after experiencing a lot, many things have become clear.

If Dumbledore hadn't brought the news of John at that time, he had the idea of ​​accepting apprentices, and he had the idea of ​​passing on his knowledge.

He was supposed to be on another adventure with his wife in the Devonshire retreat.

But it's not too late now, I can't let her wait for me on that road anymore.

John looked at the eyes of the teacher who were immersed in memories, and there were emotions such as regret, sadness, joy, longing, etc., but there was no fear of death.

He knew that the teacher was already prepared, and what he just asked was actually an insult to the teacher.

I spent the first afternoon tea time with the teacher, and maybe the last afternoon tea time.

"Okay, it's time to say goodbye, thank you for being with me for so long, John, may you find your truth."

Teacher Nicole Flamel smiled warmly, but John felt sad, and even if the time we spent together was very short, the conversation was only a few words.

The relationship between people is like this. In just a few words, two people may become lifelong friends;

At this moment, John thought of the Death Eaters who were transferred in with him.

"Teacher, where are the Death Eaters I brought? Do you want me to deal with them?"

Nicole Flamel smiled and waved his hands: "Don't worry about them, John, there is a set of rules here"

"I see, teacher."

"That's good." Nicole Flamel stretched out his hand and gently touched John's shoulder. "The future is in your hands, my disciple."

"Don't pursue the Philosopher's Stone too much. It's just a broken stone with some magic. There are more mysteries waiting for you to explore on the road of alchemy."

"Goodbye, John, and best wishes to you again."

"Goodbye, teacher, may your future adventures be exciting enough"

John hugged the teacher gently, his movements were gentle and full of reluctance, Nicole Flamel smiled and patted John on the back.

The old man who has wandered around the world for 600 years is finally going to put an end to this wonderful adventure and embark on another adventure.

Nicole Flamel took one last look at John, one last look at the house, as if saying goodbye to his past and future.

Then, before John's eyes, he tremblingly and slowly pushed open the door of the house, and huge magic power poured in from outside the door.

A gorgeous white light shone in from outside the door, and Nicole Flamel's figure disappeared into the light.

The white light was so dazzling and warm that John vaguely saw a portrait of a dignified woman looking at his teacher with a smile in the light.

When the wooden door closed, the light dissipated, and John's vision blurred, as if he had come in, and returned to the alley.

Looking up at the sky slightly, it is already a bright afternoon.

Time didn't seem to change, and he never seemed to disappear into this alley.

But John touched the ring on his finger, and he knew that everything that just happened was real.

The old giant was about to die, but before he died, he left knowledge and hope in the world, handed it over to the young giant, and sent his own blessing.

John got on the train back to England. Unlike the longing when he came, John only felt sad when he left, and France was not so beautiful in his eyes.

Maybe in the future he will come back again, but that may be a long time away.

John watched the scenery flash by outside the window.

When the train passed through the tunnel and turned from darkness to light again, the old man in a silver-white wizard robe sat in the seat opposite John, and it was Dumbledore.

"It seems that you have already met him, John." Dumbledore said slowly, looking at the depressed John in front of him.

John withdrew his gaze from the window, stroking the ring lightly with his fingers, and met Dumbledore's blue eyes.

"Teacher... when will he leave?" John asked deliberately.

"September 9, Nicole Flamel's birthday," Dumbledore said slowly.

After getting the answer he wanted, John fell into silence again, and looked at the distant scenery again.

Soon, the train went all the way and stopped at King's Station.

In the middle of the journey, Dumbledore seemed to have received some news that the phoenix was summoned to disappear in the fire, which caused a commotion.

When he got off the train, John saw his mother standing on the platform waiting for him at the first moment with his vision beyond ordinary people.

I saw my mother wearing a long beige dress and a simple sun hat today. Time has not spoiled her beauty, but she has not been away from Selwyn Manor for a short time, and her face is still a little haggard.

The moment he saw his mother, the sadness in John's heart because of the imminent passing of the teacher was reduced a lot.

Stepping forward quickly, he grabbed the hand of his mother who was still looking at the crowd, trying to find him.

The sudden grasp frightened Miranda, who wanted to scream and found that it was John who was holding her, and the fright on her face immediately turned into joy.

Reached out and hugged John: "Really, don't scare Mommy."

Although the words were complaints, the tone was full of joy.

"Next time," John said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go home"

Miranda took John's arm as she pulled out a brand new wand.

Eleven inches long, beech wood, strong, with a core of unicorn hair, it was a wand that John asked Tom to buy at Ollivander's wand shop.

The same fit as Mother's first wand, and as John had guessed, this wand suited Mother well.

"Apparation"

As the mother Miranda recited the spell, John and his mother Miranda disappeared in a twist.

It's like forcing people into some kind of pipe and being dragged to move in it. This kind of strong squeezing feeling can only be adapted after many times of use.

John grabbed his staggering mother. His extraordinary physical fitness made it easy for him to adapt to this feeling, but his mother who hadn't recovered was not so good.

Miranda smiled and patted John's hand, and then John helped his mother back home like this.

Tom and Momo greeted him immediately, and handed over comfortable shoes and warm black tea.

Looking at his mother, who was leaning on the sofa, her complexion recovered a little, the worries in John's heart dissipated a little.

Let Momo and Tom take good care of their mother, John walked into the laboratory, and when he came back, the ring on his finger seemed to vibrate.

Entering the laboratory, activating the protective circle carved on the wall, John injected a bit of magic power into the ring, and then he disappeared from the laboratory abruptly.

John returned to the room again, and at this moment he clearly felt a call from the second floor of the room.

Without hesitation, John went straight to the second floor, walked through the corridor all the way to the door of the innermost room.

John could clearly feel that the sense of calling behind the door had reached its strongest.

Pushing the door and entering, John found that the room was empty, except for the huge full-length mirror placed in the center, there were no other objects.

The sense of calling came from the mirror.

Stepping up to this mirror, I found that this mirror did not reflect him, and even this mirror did not reflect the scene of the room, only a white void.

Just as John was observing the mirror curiously.

It seemed to detect that John had come to this room, and saw a blurry figure suddenly reflected in the huge mirror. As time passed, this figure became clearer and clearer, and finally a familiar figure appeared in front of John.

"teacher?"

But John soon realized that this was not the real teacher, because after careful inspection, he could see that the teacher in the mirror was not in a good mood, and it looked like a phantom, which should be left behind by the teacher to convey some news.

Just as John wanted to guess, the next moment, Nicole Flamel in the mirror waved his arms, and with the movement of the teacher's reflection in the mirror, golden runes began to appear on the mirror.

Seeing this, John began to read, and as the runes gradually became complete, John's face became more and more serious.

He had a vague guess about the contents of these runes.

Sure enough, when the last rune was written, the entire golden article rushed out of the mirror and entered John's mind.

At this moment, John fully understood the content of the article composed of these runes, which was nothing but the method of refining the Philosopher's Stone.

John really didn't expect that the supreme secret treasure of alchemy would appear in front of him without reservation.

　Nicole Flamel is said to have been born on September 1330, 9.

　　Well-educated, proficient in Latin and Greek, good at calligraphy and copying.

　　In Paris, he made a living by selling books and copying articles, and he also took in students and taught them copying and drawing illustrations.

　　He was often paid by nobles to copy rare manuscripts, so it is possible that he copied alchemy manuscripts.

　　His ordinary life took a dramatic turn in one night. An angel came to his dream and told him that he would receive a magical book. He had to study it hard and understand it thoroughly to gain the power of extraordinary surprises. .

　　In 1368, she married a widow named Pan Naili. In the 80s, she suddenly became extravagant. She donated a lot of money to churches, hospitals, etc., and donated a tomb for herself in the Saint-Infant Cemetery in Paris, the fourth tomb. Some religious types of reliefs.

　　In 1407, he also built a three-story high-gabled house, which is now the restaurant of Nicole Flamel.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)