Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic

Auston looked puzzled.

"Hehe, I know you can't fully understand it. If you want to understand it clearly, you have to talk about the history of the Flamel family." Lemay looked at him seriously.

"About the first century BC, the Flamel family took root in this land. At that time, there was no France. This land was ruled by a Gaul named Caesar."

Lemay's ethereal gaze looked into the distance, as if retracing the ancient history,

"The ancestor of the Flamel family, Alexander Flamel, was the advisor and friend of the ruler. He accompanied him on his expeditions and conquered countless towns."

"However, during a plundering campaign, Caesar heard from the captives that there was a valley in the middle of the enemy city, and in the valley there was magic left by the angels to make people immortal. As a lofty emperor, Caesar naturally longed for the future. After ten thousand years of rule, the people in the city were especially united. Caesar could not attack for a long time, so he could only sneak into the city quietly with a group of people, trying to seize the law of longevity. My ancestor Alexander was among them."

Lemay's old voice entered Auston's ears, as if it had transported him into the night of the invasion of the first century BC.

From Lemay's words, he could imagine that a young version of Lemay led a group of people, followed the ambitious emperor, and sneaked into the city quietly. They used various methods to avoid the soldiers and people who were patrolling the city. Came quietly to the edge of the valley.

"This city was the last target of Caesar's plan," LeMay continued. "This group was also Caesar's most capable generals and warriors, and only Alexander was the least useful. Therefore, Caesar ordered He jumped down the valley first to find his way."

Lemay's voice suddenly became deep, and Auston had almost guessed the plot behind him.

"In front of him is a bottomless valley, and behind him is a coveted emperor and a soldier with a sword. It seems that he can only jump down with his eyes closed." Auston sighed.

There are really too many stories of this kind of rabbit dead dog cooking. It seems that this cruel emperor has a lot of similarities with Voldemort.

"Well," LeMay nodded, "he was forced to jump off."

He stood up, took two steps forward, and continued,

"Below the valley is a long hole that goes straight to the depths of the earth, and Alexander feels that he has been falling, falling... As if after a century, he finally landed on a pile of hay. Although something followed, he He still felt the piercing pain in his leg, and his leg was broken. It was pitch black all around, he was groping on the hay, and he felt a pile of skeletons and bones, and he knew he was where he was."

He turned around and looked at Auston with bright eyes,

"You know, people's greed is always above everything else. Although countless people have been buried in this fire pit, there are still people who jumped down without any regrets. And Alexander was a strong and wise man, he knew what was waiting for him now. As time goes by, Death can only speed up. He tore off his clothes, tied his two broken legs to him, and continued to explore around."

"I don't know how long it took, he finally touched the edge of the cave. Although there are still some bones here, it is obviously less than the pile on the hay."

"It seems that there are still many people who have not given up on themselves." Auston said after taking a sip from his teacup.

"Yes," LeMay also sat back in his seat and patted Auston's shoulder and said with a smile, "so, no matter how difficult it is, it is an unwise choice to give up."

"Then why?" asked Auston. "Why didn't they give up and still die?"

“Because of the rose hips on the edge of the cave walls, they are poisonous, and those people are dying from eating the poisonous fruit,” Lemay said. . So he dragged his two abandoned legs to continue exploring. Finally, on the other side of the cave, he found another fruit called thorn fruit. Although it was also poisonous, it was just as good as the poison of rose hips. Compromise each other.”

"So he survived?" Auston's dark eyes looked at him inquiringly.

Lemay smiled and nodded, "Yes,"

"But life is really not easy," he sighed. "It's almost always dark in the cave, and only at noon does a faint beam of light come in. Through the sunlight, he finally sees his surroundings clearly. Disappointingly, there are only piles of bones on the ground and two kinds of fruits on the wall around, and there is no magic that can make a person live, or something that can take him out. At this time, he even began to suspect that the magic of longevity is fundamental It is the fake news released by the people in the city in order to eliminate the unscrupulous people."

"Afterwards, Alexander kept crawling back and forth in the cave half-dead, using the fruits on the walls to maintain his life. As long as he picked the fruits, they would grow back immediately, which ensured that he could live forever."

"Finally, on the way to pick rose hips, his waste leg was hung with the bones in the hay, and he labored to pull the bones away from his legs. After that, he supported the ground with his hands and gasped for breath. , but when he raised his hand, he touched an uneven ground hidden under the hay..."

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