The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

The guidance of a master alchemist was very meaningful. LeMay revised Erwin's study plan and provided detailed explanations and answers. He even provided Erwin with unlimited brain-boosting potions and talent potions.

Of course, it turned out that these two commonly used intelligence potions had no effect on him. Erwin guessed that the drug ingredients were directly destroyed after entering his blood. After all, his current body already has a real primitive dragon blood.

"That's a good sign," Flamel told him. "It means you're immune to most toxins ... and absolutely impossible to develop any form of drug dependence."

One day in mid-September, under the guidance of LeMay, Erwin completed the joint drawing of three different rune codes. This is a very delicate job that requires a long period of high concentration.

It was finished beautifully, Erwin breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and wanted to stretch his waist and exercise his muscles and bones, but as soon as he raised his hand, the bookshelf in front of him was suddenly torn apart by a huge force.

Facing Flamel's scrutiny, Erwin was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean to..."

It was only then that he remembered that it had been one and a half months since the blood grafting operation, half of the recovery period after the operation had passed, and the particularity of the original dragon blood was gradually being revealed, the most intuitive manifestation being the increase in magic power.

"Do you have any special feelings?" Nicole Flamel asked.

"No." Erwin confirmed carefully.

"It's a good sign that you don't have any special feelings. This shows that the original dragon blood is very compatible with your body," Le May nodded slightly.

"It's a bit like the little wizard before school, showing signs of being unable to control the magic power." Erwin said, he tried to use kinetic energy to levitate a book, but the result was that it slammed into the ceiling, making a loud noise. bang.

"You're just not used to it. If you practice more these two days, there won't be any major problems."

Flamel was right, just a few days later, Erwin's control over magic power was as proficient as before.

However, he has not further studied the changes in his magic power for the time being. On the one hand, it will take another month for the results of the blood graft to be fully displayed, and on the other hand, he really cannot spare the time now.

After already despairing of his own research, Flamel will regard Erwin as the seed of hope, and he will try to pass on his lifelong alchemy attainments to Erwin, including the two parts of spells and potions.

But time is too short after all, no matter how strong Erwin's learning ability is, it is impossible to be a teacher directly in a month or two.If the whole of Flamel's knowledge is regarded as a book, he only has time to read the introduction.

In mid-October, Erwin looked at Dumbledore who suddenly appeared in a daze, and the principal came at this time, could it be...

"That's right, my time is coming to an end." Master Flamel said lightly.

"Didn't you save the elixir of life for half a year?" Erwin was quite astonished, "It's only been more than three months!"

"It is true that there is half a year of storage, but half of it was used on you during the blood grafting, otherwise the success rate of this operation will be relatively low." The tone of the master alchemist was still indifferent.

Erwin froze, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart, shock, touch, guilt?It seems to have both.

"Why did you tell me now..."

"Don't get too excited. I don't plan to live much longer. A few months less doesn't matter to me. Besides, I don't need your thanks."

The old man in front of him was about to die. Although he knew that this day would come, Erwin still felt quite sad.

However, Flamel didn't pay attention to him again, the old man looked at Dumbledore, "The day approaching the end made me think a lot about the past, can you do me a favor, Albus? I want to take another look at the Seine."

Dumbledore nodded solemnly.

Erwin stood between the two old men, and Dumbledore's wand drew a golden thread on the ground. Half a minute later, they appeared in Paris, France.

The Seine is one of the major rivers of France and flows through the French capital.Flamel asked him to stay alone by the river for a while, and Erwin and Dumbledore stood not far away, while Flamel looked at the wide river and fell into thought.

In order to prevent anyone from disturbing him, Dumbledore cast a Muggle Shielding Charm on the area they were in.

From morning to afternoon and evening, Nico Flamel never moved, and Dumbledore and Erwin didn't say a word.

When the sunset glowed red, LeMay said, "Before I was 50, I was used to thinking about problems while looking at the Seine River. Now, doing this once again reminds me of my youth." His voice was extremely hoarse As for the weakening, looking at his body again, after only half a day, he became lifeless, as if he would directly enter the grave in the next second.

Erwin realized that this was the consequence of not using the elixir anymore.

Dumbledore sighed slightly.

When they returned to Flamel's cabin again, the master alchemist couldn't even drive the wheelchair, so Erwin pushed his wheelchair, which is what an apprentice should do.

At Flamel's signal, they came to a locked door.

Erwin had lived here for several months, and it was the first time he noticed that there was a door that had never been opened. After entering, he saw that there was only a crystal coffin behind this door.

It was a rosy-cheeked old woman who seemed alive, but in a deep sleep.

"My wife Perenal." Nicole Flamel said in a hoarse and weak voice, looking at the old woman in the crystal coffin, a gleam of love flashed in his dim eyes.

"We made an appointment to spend time together, but on the 3rd wedding anniversary, she was completely tired of this old and weak life, and I found out that it was too late, and I could only maintain her last sliver of life, I hope to wait until the day I find a way to truly live forever.

Unfortunately, I failed. "

Erwin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Flamel suddenly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore, "As for my affairs, I need to entrust you, Albus, to deal with them. All my properties, including those stored in Gringotts in England and France, are divided into two parts. Parts donated unconditionally to Hogwarts and Beauxbatons."

"Don't worry." Dumbledore said solemnly.

"And you, my last apprentice." Flame looked at Erwin with burning eyes, "I leave Esmeralda and this residence to you."

It can be said to be an extremely rich heritage. This residence has a large collection of books and magic materials, as well as a complete magic text room, alchemy room, and dispensing room.

But Erwin couldn't be happy, because these inheritances are definitely not worth the personal teaching of a master alchemist, not to mention that he is about to witness the death of an elder who recognized him, an inevitable death.

"I will not disappoint your expectations." was all he could say.

After explaining everything, Nicole Flamel showed a relaxed look, "Esmeralda, interrupt Perenal's life support procedure."

no respond.

"Esmeralda!" Flamel was a little annoyed.

A virtual image of a golden girl without a face appeared, quietly looking at her master.

She refused the order, Erwin had an answer to her question before, and she would not follow the order to harm her mistress.

Nicole Flamel looked at Esmeralda for a while, then sighed, "Transfer the highest authority to Erwin Frost."

This is an order that the artificial intelligence girl cannot refuse.

Flamel looked at Erwin with a hint of pleading.

The teenager only hesitated for a second, and then repeated what LeMay had said before, "Interrupt Perenal's life support procedure."

Master Flamel's wife should be in a state similar to brain death, and she must have relied on the elixir to maintain her body functions for so many years, but now that the elixir is gone, she can't last long even if the life support program is not interrupted.

Esmeralda hesitated for a few seconds, then had to carry out the order.

After all, she is just an artificial intelligence butler.

Cracks appeared on the crystal coffin, and the old woman's ruddy skin quickly shriveled, and her vitality was lost.

Nicole Flamel stared at her face, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly lowered his head, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Then there was a long silence.

"A great mind rests in peace," said Dumbledore after a long while.

It took a long time before Erwin asked a very practical question, "Where should we bury Mentor Flamel and his wife?"

Nicole Flamel didn't seem to care much about this, and didn't even mention it in the last moments of his life.

"Leave it to me. Mr. Flamel is a Frenchman who studied at Beauxbatons. I will contact the French Ministry of Magic and Headmaster Maxime of Beauxbatons for their advice," said Dumbledore.

They found another crystal coffin, which contained Nicole Flamel's body.

The old and the young walked out of Flamel's hut, and Erwin suddenly showed a look of astonishment, because Esmeralda told him a very magical message about this hut.

Standing outside, Erwin spread out one hand and pointed at the cabin with the wand in the other.

This hut, which looks unremarkable on the outside but has a huge space inside, suddenly seemed to be made of paper, collapsed and folded from the inside to the outside, and finally formed a cube that fell into Erwin's palm.

And it took him a lot of effort to suppress his excitement.

It's space folding!More advanced space folding than seamless stretching!And it is also space folding based on seamless stretching!

Such a hut is actually portable, and it is an amazing product of alchemy in itself!

As expected of Master LeMay!

Seeing Erwin's uncontrollable jump, Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

Even though he has the height of an adult, he is still a cute child.

After half a minute, Erwin calmed down. After all, this is an inheritance, "Professor Dumbledore, since people have souls, and some wizards can become ghosts after death, is it possible that there is a world of the dead?"

Dumbledore was noncommittal, "There is a saying that death is a new adventure. But you should wait until you are my age before thinking about death."

He was about to use regional Disapparation. "Do you go home and rest for a few days, or go straight to Hogwarts?" he asked.

"Go straight back to Hogwarts." Erwin said without hesitation.