Hogwarts Passer-By Professor

In the West End of London, in a coffee shop for people to rest near St. Martin's Lane, Eisen followed Dumbledore here.

Although the two were wearing wizard robes, this strange shape did not attract the attention of the surrounding Muggles. Apparently, the two had magically affected the crowd. In other words, they have reduced their sense of existence to a limit.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Sitting in a seat by the window, Eisen picked up two cups and quietly cast a spell to fill them with coffee.

"Well—Professor Eisen, I have to say that if you want to taste the deliciousness of coffee, you should be like them instead of relying on magic." Dumbledore took a sip from his cup and said with a smack of his mouth.

"Well, what you said makes a lot of sense!" Eisen shrugged without rebuttal.

"So, how much do you know about Nicolas?" Dumbledore tapped his finger on the table, and a magical shield enveloped the two of them.

"I know very little—" Eisen took a sip of coffee, put down the cup, and said slowly, "Harry and the others found some information about Nicolas May during the operation to protect the Sorcerer's Stone in the first grade. I understand is roughly the same.

I only know that he was a character more than 600 years ago, a wizard with profound attainments in alchemy, and also the maker of the Sorcerer's Stone.

Because of the Sorcerer's Stone, he and his wife Perenal are alive until now. On the chocolate frog card, when introducing you, he said that he and you are friends..."

For Eisen, Nicole May is indeed a relatively mysterious figure. After all, in this world, Nicolas May can be said to be the only person who successfully created the Philosopher's Stone.

It is said that Nicolas was proficient in Latin and Greek, and when he was young, he used to make a living by selling books and copying articles in Paris. Because of his outstanding ability, nobles often pay him to copy some precious manuscripts.

Because of this, Nicolas had a high probability of being able to transcribe some alchemy manuscripts. In fact, this is true, once he found a mysterious document called "The Book of Jewish Abraham" in the manuscript "Book of Hieroglyphs".

Subsequently, Nicolas May spent 21 years collecting information, and finally deciphered this mysterious document. After that, things became more natural.

Nicole May successfully used the magic stone to turn stones into gold, and became a godly man who was not short of money. At the same time, he also used the Philosopher's Stone to refine the elixir of life, and he has lived with his wife Perenal until now.

In 1991, Nicolas May had passed his 665th birthday, while his wife had passed her 658th birthday.

It has to be said that Nicolas May is indeed a legend.

Still, Eisen felt a little strange when he thought about his experience. For example, the magical creation of the Sorcerer's Stone was not invented by him, but was successfully created after deciphering it from mysterious documents.

But since there are records in mysterious documents, doesn't it mean that the Sorcerer's Stone has already been made. But unfortunately, no one in the wizarding world has ever discovered who can survive forever.

Of course, there may be wizards who have really survived since ancient times, but they are hidden in a corner of the world and have not been exposed.

"Yes, he and I are friends, and his accomplishments in alchemy are really amazing." Dumbledore nodded and said with emotion.

"However, you said that the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed." Eisen rubbed his fingers over the glass, then picked it up and took a sip.

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"That's right, I've talked to Nico about this matter, and we both think it's the best choice!" Dumbledore said flatly.

"In that case, wouldn't Nicolas May and his wife Perenal—" Eisen spread his hands, although he didn't say it, but the meaning was already obvious.

"Yes, although they have saved some elixirs, enough for them to live for a while to take care of things, they will indeed die." Dumbledore spoke in a calm tone, and he didn't seem to be sad for his friend at all.

"That's immortality—they just gave up like that?" Eisen said, a strange look in his eyes.

"Yes, I know, for a young man like you, this is really unbelievable." Dumbledore looked at Eisen with a smile, "But for Nico and Perenal, death is more like going through a long period of time." After a day, I can finally go to bed and rest."

"Rest is rest, but you can't wake up again, can you?" Eisen said with a bit of embarrassment.

"I've said many times that to a sane mind death is just another great adventure. You see, the Philosopher's Stone isn't really such a wonderful thing.

With it, no matter how much wealth and life span you want, you can get your wish. Those are two things humans most want—the problem is, they don't actually do them any good. Dumbledore looked at Eisen with interest.

"For human civilization as a whole, immortality is indeed a disaster, but for individuals, the desire for immortality is nothing more than the fear of death." Eisen began to talk nonsense calmly.

"I remember, when you successfully obtained the Philosopher's Stone, weren't you tempted then?" Dumbledore looked at Eisen with a smile on his face.

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Eisen couldn't help rolling his eyes. The reason why he wasn't tempted was because he had turned it on. If there was no Gold Finger, he would definitely try his best to hold the Philosopher's Stone in his hand.

"Of course I thought about it, but—" Eisen's mouth curled up.

"What?" Dumbledore looked surprised.

"However, I thought very clearly at the time. Since the Philosopher's Stone was created by magic power, why can't immortality be achieved through magical means?" Eisen pondered for a while, and said the answer.

"Magic means?" Dumbledore mused.

"Yes, I have always known what a magical power magic is." Eisen paused, and then continued, "Before the little wizard enters school, there will be a magic riot. At that time, the little wizard will A lot of incredible things have been done. You know, they didn't know spells back then, and they didn't have wands.

The more I delved into magic, the more shocked I felt. Maybe it doesn't matter to many wizards living in the wizarding world, but I was born in the Muggle world, so I think more. I even think that magic can make people do whatever they want—no, it’s what they want! "

"What you want?" Dumbledore looked at Eisen strangely.

"Isn't it?" Eisen spread his hands, "There is a saying in the Muggle world, I don't know if you know it, it thinks so-the law of causality is the underlying logic of the world, and nothing and any behavior can violate the law of causality.

For example, if I slap you on the right cheek, then your right cheek will hurt. It will never be because after I slapped you on the right cheek, your right cheek didn't feel the slightest, but the left cheek ached.

Obviously, this makes no sense logically or causally. "

"You make a lot of sense!" Dumbledore nodded after thinking for a moment.

"However, magical powers like magic can violate the law of causality, or in other words, it can not be restricted by the underlying logic rules of the world. For example, after a slap on the right cheek, the effect of pain can be transferred to the left by a transfer spell." face.

Another example is to directly use transfiguration to transform a certain substance without knowing the basic particle composition of the substance. Duplicate something out of thin air with the Duplicate spell. This is not what wish come true! "

After a lot of nonsense, Eisen finally rounded up the topic.

"You want to use this ability to get what you want to make yourself immortal?" Dumbledore couldn't help asking, looking at Eisen like he was looking at a madman.

"Ahem——, since the power of magic is so amazing, it's not impossible, right!" Eisen took it for granted.

"Well, young people's ideas are always a bit surprising, and we old guys can't keep up." Dumbledore shook his head, as if he was annoyed at being behind.

Before Eisen could continue to say anything, Dumbledore suddenly stretched out his hand and clicked in the air a few times, as if he was touching something, and seemed to be receiving some information.

"Come on, let's go right now." Dumbledore stopped, stood up and patted his robes.