Admiral of Hogwarts

What Nicoléme said suddenly made Hugo nervous. Hugo didn't think there was anything wrong with the alchemist master appearing here. After all, he was looking for a successor for himself, and he couldn't take it too seriously.

But he really couldn't figure out how the other party could tell the unique identity of the ship girl, because even Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard in Britain, did not recognize their non-human identities.

The reaction of the ship girls was obviously stronger. The destroyers of Tafei's third team once again unfolded the ship equipment that they had just put away, and St. George also pulled out the sword burning with the holy flame in the scabbard.

"Don't worry, little guys, I don't mean any harm." As an old man who has lived for more than six hundred years, even if Nicoléme doesn't use magic, his experience is enough for him to understand what Hugo is worried about at this time.

"For me, who has less than a hundred days left to live, nothing in the world matters to me now. I came here just because I didn't want anything to happen to this game because of me."

"As for the reason why I invited you in just now, it is very simple. It is just out of the curiosity of an old man who has been walking on the road of alchemy all his life for knowledge that he has never been exposed to."/

When Hugo looked at Nicole Flamel looking at him with eyes as pure as a child's, Hugo suddenly felt that he understood why he did this.

After all, in this life, which is much longer than other people's lives, Nicoléme has never stopped pursuing the path of alchemy, so he will naturally have some curiosity after seeing the ship girls.

As for the identity of the ship girl, although it is a bit surprising, it is definitely not incomprehensible. As an alchemist who has lived for a long time, Nicoléme is likely to have some unknown ability.

"What he said is true." Several ship girls informed Hugo through the gradient network. At this time, they also felt what Nicole Flamel was thinking in her heart.

It may be out of friendship, or it may be that ordinary wizards do not always block their brains like Professor Snape, so the ship girls can now naturally feel the inner thoughts of Nicolas Flamel. .

"Uh-Mr. Flamel, the situation may be different from what you imagined." After confirming that the alchemy master stopped him only out of the purest curiosity, Hugo also relaxed.

"Although they are different from humans, they are definitely not alchemical creatures." At this point, Hugo paused and received some information about the ship girls through the Admiral's network. Then he said: "To be precise, they are heroic spirits."

This answer was actually not the answer Hugo originally wanted. He originally had only a few excuses to explain away these things, but at the request of the ship girls, he still chose to tell part of the truth.

Although Hugo didn't know why the ship girls made such a decision after the discussion, he still decided to trust those ship girls who were more experienced in this area.

"A heroic spirit?" After hearing what Hugo said, Nicoléme leaned on the back of his chair and let out a breath. "Sure enough, it's just as I thought. The essence of magic is to turn fantasy into reality—"

"Yes, these companions of mine are derived from traces of history and human fantasy." The voice of the company suddenly came from outside the tent. Then she and several battleship ladies opened the tent curtain and walked in.

"This is incredible." Seeing more ship girls filing in, Nicoléme had a look of surprise on her face. "I used to think that wizards could make their wishes come true, but I never thought that ordinary people could do this."

"The biggest difference between wizards and Muggles is that wizards have magic, but there is not much difference in their souls." The company said at this time, "So with only a special seed, we can naturally extract from everyone's souls Produced in."

"Ah - yes. You are right." Nicoléme lightly patted the armrest with his palm and said. "It's just a pity that I have never found this seed in 600 years-"

As Nicoléme's words fell, a mechanical bird flew up from behind the motorized chair he was sitting on and screamed. At the same time, the company also received warnings from its own reconnaissance aircraft on the periphery.

"It seems that the Japanese outside have already decided the outcome." Nicoléme said to Hugo and the others after receiving the message. "I think we might want to talk somewhere else."

After speaking, he raised the wand in his hand to summon several silver plates on the table, and then said to these silver plates: "Mentos".

After being cast, the silver plate trembled for a few seconds and emitted a strange blue light. Then it gradually stopped and returned to its original silver appearance.

"I think you don't want to be blocked here by those all-Japanese wizards," Nicoléme said, pointing to the silver plates that had been transformed into door keys. "So we'd better get out of here before others come. By the way, you know how to use the portkey, right?"

As soon as Nicoléme finished speaking, everyone nodded at the same time, and then put their fingers on the silver plate. "Very good, then let's go, one, two, three -"

As the last "three" came out of Nicoléme's mouth, Hugo felt something tug behind his belly button.

In an instant, the tent disappeared from his eyes. His hand was firmly glued to the silver plate. Colliding with others, moving quickly amidst the swirling colors and whistling wind.

The silver plate kept pulling them, and then—his feet suddenly hit the ground, causing his knees to buckle. The silver plate also fell to the ground with a clang.

After standing up straight, Hugo found himself standing in a gorgeous courtyard. Miraculously, everything in this courtyard looks alive.

Hugo could feel that whether it was the trimmed trees, the sculptures in the fountain or the three-story building in the core building of the courtyard, they all seemed to be looking at him curiously.

"This is - Tokyo!" Enterprise suddenly said, and following the direction of her finger, Hugo saw the red and white Tokyo Tower standing not far away.

"Mr. Flamel, is there any magic defense around this house?" He felt a layer of magic around him that seemed to be condensed into a solid state, as well as the people coming and going at the door. Hugo, an office worker who turned a blind eye to the room, asked curiously.

"Yes, this house is one of the few alchemy products I am most proud of. Except for those who can obtain my permission, it is impossible for anyone to find this house."

Nicoléme's house in Tokyo looks like a fairy tale. Because the whole here is as alive as Hugo perceived it before.

Whether it is the little beetle singing in the air, the potted plant that bows to everyone who passes by and makes an invitation gesture, or the mechanical parrot with Quincy's big eyes and small eyes, they all give people a refreshing feeling.

"This is what I've been studying for the last 100 years. Unfortunately, as you can see, creating life from non-living forces is a very complicated matter."

Just as Hugo was curiously looking at everything around him, Nicoléme came from behind controlling the alchemy machine chair and said.

"So this is why I invited you and your companions over. At least I hope to be sure that my research direction is correct before I die."