Hogwarts wizard

Hearing this, Hermione grabbed Partridge's arm directly, "Teacher Partridge!"

"Hey! OK, OK! Let's go home!"

"Mr. Palch! Newly slaughtered calf!"

I saw the first family in the village slaughtering a cow at the door. The beef looked very fresh.

Jellal's eyes narrowed and he saw that the beef on the chopping board was all the same size. The bones and joints were separated, and the cut surfaces of the bones were flat. He could feel that this was not something ordinary people could do.

"Suzan, here are five kilograms!" Parchi ordered five kilograms of beef with a wave of his hand, and looked at Jellal with a smile in his eyes...

Jellal felt a little guilty. It couldn't be because of him. After all, he was a bit... edible.

I saw Suzan bringing over a piece of beef with a beautiful texture, alternating between fat and lean. This kind of beef is particularly delicious when grilled, and the fat meat will have a hint of grease.

The caramel is very fragrant and tastes very good.

When he thought of this, Jellal couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. They didn't eat anything along the way, but they were a little hungry now.

"Thanks!" Parchi took the beef and left with Jellal and the others.

There is something like a lightning rod on the roof of some houses. You can't tell what it is made of. Some of the tops are a ball, and some are a small square.

Every house he passed by made Jellal feel particularly strange. It looked different from other buildings in country F, and it looked weird.

"Professor Palch, what is that?" Sure enough, no matter what goes wrong, Hermione's character is unmistakable!

Curious baby!

"That's a lightning rod. This village is different from other places. The function of this lightning rod is to guide lightning to the entire house."

Clam? Hearing what Palch said, Hermione and Jellal were both dumbfounded. Wouldn't this kill someone?

Isn't this a lightning rod?

"Isn't this dangerous?"

Jellal asked weakly. Parch smiled and shook his head, but did not speak.

They walked for a long time and arrived in front of a house. The house seemed to be made of unknown material, black and white, and boxy. Hermione felt it was very eerie.

It's just like……

A coffin with a lightning rod.

"Hermione, Gerald, come in!"

Palchi brought the two of them into the house. The feeling was completely different from the outside. There was a warm fireplace, the smell of flowers lingered in the house, and there were a few teacups on the table. It looked very warm.

"Sit down quickly. I'll arrange a room for you. Take a rest."

Jellal nodded. They were going to live in Parchi for a while. This rural pastoral life in Country F was always a different experience.

Hermione and Jellal are not young anymore, so naturally they cannot live in the same room. There is a smaller house next to this house, which is the same as an ordinary house.

"I'll cook, you guys have a try at my cooking!" Patch asked Hermione and Jellal to rest, while he prepared some food for them, fresh beef, and of course roasting it would be more delicious.

"I'll help you." Jellal wanted to help Parch, but Parch directly refused.

"I think you will have many opportunities to perform in the future." After saying this, he took Jellal and Hermione to the resting place.

Hermione and Jellal started chatting while Patch went to prepare the meal.

"This small village is so weird." Hermione said. She felt that the whole small village was very weird, especially the incident of receiving thunder and lightning, which made Hermione and Jellal feel that it was very unsafe.

Jellal nodded, "When we walked over, I saw a few very small houses, with something in them..."

"Could it be a ghost from the East?" Hermione asked in surprise!

"I have read in books that the East is very respectful to ghosts and gods, and there are special small houses like this to worship..."

Hermione knew most of the books very well and remembered the contents of those books very clearly.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Jellal said. With Palchi here, they are quite safe. There are no lightning rods where they live, so they should be very safe.

"No, I'm curious!" Hermione was also a little helpless. She was not afraid, but full of curiosity about all this.

Seeing that Jellal had no reaction, Hermione sat directly next to Jellal, pulled his hair and asked Jellal to look at her.

"Do you remember that you asked if these lightning rods are not dangerous? Professor Palch did not answer, so what exactly are these lightning rods used for?"

Professor Palchi did not answer, and Jellal didn't know what kind of function this was, and judging from his appearance, he was not prepared to tell them.

Jellal frowned. They were strangers here, and their curiosity became even stronger.

"How about, after dinner, let's go out and take a look!"

Jellal was a little tempted by Hermione's suggestion. Patch hadn't told him what he needed to do to come over, so it might be okay to talk to Patch and then go out for a walk.

"Okay, let's go take a look after dinner!"

Action is worse than excitement!

Jellal and Hermione didn't fall asleep until it was time to eat. In about an hour, Patch had cooked the meal.

"Hermione, Gerald, it's time to eat."

After hearing Palchi's words, the two people walked out of the room, "Teacher Palchi, I brought a lot of wine. Please try it and give me some suggestions."

Jellal took out several kinds of wine this time and pushed them in front of Patch, with different colors and different flavors.

Parch saw the wine and said, "Maybe I should invite an old friend of mine over to taste some."

Jellal nodded, and saw a flash of light on Parch's finger, and then disappeared.

"Wait a moment, they're very close."

Jellal and Hermione didn't have any objections. As Patch's students, they should wait for their elders.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on Parchi's door. He was very excited, "It seems they have arrived. I'll open the door! I believe you will like them!"

Watching Patch leave, Hermione and Jellal looked at each other. They were both guessing what kind of person Patch's friend would be. In their impression, Patch was independent, let alone a friend. There are very few people to communicate with.

"Ha, you are in for a treat today!"

Pulchi said as soon as he opened the door, and the person at the door laughed when he heard this.

"It's really not easy for a stingy guy like you to spend money!" The voice sounded full of anger, and it seemed to be a middle-aged man.

"He has been waiting for a long time!"

The person who spoke was a female voice, who looked like she was middle-aged. She should be from the same family as the man.

"come on in!"

After entering, Jellal and the others saw a man and a woman, about forty years old. Jellal could not imagine that Parchi, who looked in his seventies, could be friends with two people like this.

"This is Monsieur Flamel and his wife Madame Flamel.

This is Gerald and Hermione, my students! "

"Wait, little guys, you are not allowed to call me Mrs. Flamel. You can call me Ms. Narr." Mrs. Flamel said with a smile.

"She is always looking forward to someone remembering her name, but in fact it seems a bit rare." Mr. Flamel spread his hands. This matter should not be changed even if it takes another hundred or two hundred years.

Looking at the confused Jellal and Hermione, Patch said, "Don't be deceived by their appearance, they are much bigger than me!"

"Old man! If we don't reveal the truth, I think we will still be good friends." Ms. Narr said.

Mr. Flamel opened his mouth and looked at them, "Women always care about their appearance and age..."

After he finished speaking, he shrugged and said nothing more. He still understood that enough was enough, otherwise, he would be the one who would suffer.

"Hello, Mr. Flamel, Ms. Narr, I am Gerald De Laps."

"I'm Hermione Granger."

When Flamel heard their introduction, there was a smile on his face, "Hello, Jellal, are you from the Dilaps family? The flames of the sky and the underworld will erupt once every hundred years. The time should be up soon, but I think about it. Your great-grandfather can still solve it."

Hearing his words, Gerald was a little stunned, "Mr. Flamel, what exactly is the flame of space and darkness?"

Flamel could tell it directly, proving that it was not actually a secret, but he didn't quite know why the Flame of the Sky and Darkness would eventually become what everyone said.

"That's a kind of flame that can be used in both alchemy and potions. Maybe you don't know, but a long time ago, potions were made into solid pills, which were easy to carry, but it took some time for the potions to take effect.

Maybe you've heard about cooking potions into gourmet food, which tastes delicious.

Alchemy includes not only refining wands, but also other things, as big as the castle of Hogwarts, Durmstrang's ship... as small as wands, golden snitches, flying broomsticks... many kinds Diverse. "

When this was said, Hermione and Jellal were already fascinated. As first-year students, there were some things they had not heard.

"Let's talk while eating." Parch looked at Flamel. As long as he talked about something he was interested in, he would be in this state. Maybe he was used to it!

"Mr. Flamel, what is the role of the void flame in alchemy?"

A lot has been said, but the role of the Sky-Nether Flame has not been mentioned.

Flamel looked at him, "You must have seen the difference between Nimbus 2000 and ordinary broomsticks. Its lines are smooth and integrated. It is melted by flames at high temperature and then transformed into the shape you want. However, it is made of Ordinary flames cannot be melted if they are made of special materials, only extraordinary fires can be used, and there are no more than three people in the Western world who can control those extraordinary fires."