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"sit."

Crowley asked Hermione and Jellal to sit down, and suddenly two bats flew past Jellal's ears.

Jellal's face turned dark, "They are so friendly..."

Crowley smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry about these details. Nico never said anything bad about me here."

"Nico?"

"Your teacher."

"Mr. Flamel?"

Crowley nodded.

"Nicholas Flamel?" Hermione shouted directly from the side, and Crowley couldn't help but cover his ears.

Gerald was also shocked, "So, Mr. Flamel is the maker of the Philosopher's Stone? Nico Flamel?"

"I think you should calm down, it's not a secret here."

What Crowley was thinking was, why are young people these days so startled? There is no need to make such a fuss.

No wonder he and Mistress Nar look so young, so Mistress is said to be Pere Nar...

This incident, in a sense, really subverted Jellal and Hermione's ideas.

"Why are you telling us this?" Jellal said with some caution. He didn't know what Crowley's purpose was.

Crowley spread his hands, he was really wronged.

"You know, I am a black magician. Outside the village, I am a character that everyone shouts about. I haven't seen anyone outside for a long time. If I say that I am curious, you will believe it, right?"

Hearing Crowley's words, Jellal felt a little embarrassed. He hadn't seen anyone outside for a long time. What could it be that these words even sounded a little miserable. 7K妏揩

"That shouldn't be the case, right?"

"I'm different from others..."

After saying that, Crowley took off his hat!

"Ah..." Hermione and Jellal couldn't help shouting, and then Jellal covered his mouth.

"It's terrible..." Crowley said to himself.

His exposed face was about half the size of other people's faces, with only a layer of skin sticking tightly to the bones, and there were some red blisters on this layer of skin, which looked very scary...

This is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that Jellal and Hermione saw a small bug coming out of a red bubble. It was said to be a bug, but it was especially obvious on this face.

"You..." Jellal wanted to say something, but found that his throat was a bit tight.

After a while, he swallowed and said, "Is there no way to solve it?"

"Have you met Voldemort?"

"I'm lucky enough to have seen it once..." Thinking of Voldemort's face, Crowley suddenly felt more pleasing to the eye.

Jellal didn't know that Voldemort became like that because of himself, but this didn't stop him from feeling that Voldemort was ugly.

"Could it be that black magicians will end up like this?" Jellal seemed to have thought of something, and was shocked. Fortunately, no matter how hard he learned black magic, he couldn't use it.

"No, he used a transformation spell on himself. You should know about the transformation spell."

Jellal nodded. Professor McGonagall taught the Transfiguration class, so he naturally understood it very well.

"You...is this also a transformation spell?"

"No, I usually just like to try various potions."

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, it can only be said that they are completely unrelated. Jellal doesn't quite understand why Crowley mentioned Voldemort.

"It's like this. Black magicians may be a little more curious than ordinary people."

Out of curiosity, I made myself look like neither a human nor a ghost...

"Haha, it's not funny at all..." Jellal looked at the bug on his face, "Don't you have a solution?"

A trace of bitterness flashed across Crowley's face, and he shook his head, "It's hard to find a solution. Even Nico's Philosopher's Stone can't do it."

At that time, the magic stone's effect was widely spread, and immortality became one of its selling points. However, the magic stone was not omnipotent. At least in this small village, there were many, many things that could not be solved. This was ultimately why Ni But the reason why Flamel gave up the Philosopher's Stone.

To outsiders, the Magic Stone is mysterious and powerful, but to them, it is just a stone.

The world thinks that the Sorcerer's Stone was made by Nico Flamel. In fact, it just happened to fall in front of him and was polished into shape by him. He also discovered its function and was said to be magical by the world. In fact, it was It's not as amazing as everyone says, it's just beautified.

Crowley kept his hat on, and Hermione and Jellal even felt a little pitiful for him.

"Do you think I'm pitiful?" Crowley said, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

Jellal shook his head after hearing his words and tapped his fingers on the table. An ordinary wizard envied a transcendent existence.

This seems to be no different from someone who earns three thousand a month and feels sorry for someone who earns over ten thousand a day.

"Actually, I know that what you are thinking about may be the black magician. What a terrifying existence that is. They are all bad people!"

Awkward……

Jellal and Hermione couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when the other party said what they were thinking.

"I'm not defending black magicians. In fact, most of us had a not-so-good childhood. Our ability to cast black magic stems from the darkness of our hearts on the one hand. On the other hand, being unforgivable is also an unforgivable act against ourselves. .”

This was the first time Jellal had heard of such a thing. In his heart, black magicians had always been on the opposite side of them. They were dark, whether it was towards ordinary people, other wizards, or even their followers. They are all very cruel.

Completely independent from the self, his attitude toward most things in the world is destruction.

Seeing the looks of Jellal and Hermione, Crowley continued, "I'm not defending black magicians. It's just that people who use black magic are not completely bad people."

"Only when you commit something unforgivable can you truly fall into darkness."

Jellal spread his hands, he was not very clear about this kind of thing.

"Mr. Crowley, are you a bad guy then?"

"What do you think?"

Crowley was stunned for a moment and said. He really didn't expect that Jellal would ask such a question.

Jellal was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Crowley to ask him back. He shook his head.

"He's not a good guy, but he's probably not a bad guy either. It's getting late. I'll take you back, but remember not to enter the house with the lightning rod. Just go back to the room Yuri arranged for you."

After he finished speaking, he whistled, and the tiger appeared again. The bread sat directly on the tiger's body and barked at Jellal and the others.

"Go up, it's urging you."

Jellal was a little helpless. Apart from not having a human body, this bread actually behaved a bit like a human.

He always felt that Crowley seemed to have something he didn't say to them, but Jellal didn't know what it was. He even suspected that Crowley had been alone for too long, so he just wanted to chat with them. .

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

Crowley actually felt very inferior because of his appearance, and he was very satisfied that Jellal and Hermione could listen to him for so long.

Jellal was about to get on the tiger when he suddenly thought of something and threw two bottles of wine and some snacks to Crowley.

"Mr. Crowley, I think these should be considered a thank you."

Those shiny stones are of no use to Jellal now, but Crowley gave them to him. Maybe they will be useful one day, who knows?

"Thanks a lot, cute little guy!"

Did you see, this is the benefit, the name has changed.

On the way back, Hermione took a long time to wake up from the shock, "Gerard, did you hear? Mr. Flamel is Nico Flamel!"

She still remembered the information they had found in the forbidden book area in order to find out the information about the Philosopher's Stone. What she didn't expect was that she would actually see him now. It was really incredible!

"I didn't expect that my whole brain now has no idea how to move on..." Jellal said helplessly.

"Listen, this is our secret. After we go back, we can't tell it to anyone."

Hermione was a little worried. Yuri Palchi gave Jellal the address directly at first, but they didn't expect that there were so many people in such a small village.

Completely subverting their cognition.

Jellal nodded, "Thank you, Hermione."

The more he experienced, the more he felt how important it was to have a group of companions around him, Hermione Granger...

They have known each other for so long, and their relationship has become deeper and deeper.

After returning to the room, the two of them could not fall asleep.

Jellal was a little bored, so he produced some translation drafts of ancient magic texts.

Check the information inside.

Jellal was a little lucky. He even suspected that Parchi had given him a lot of inspiration. These sources of inspiration allowed him to better deal with these obscure ancient magic texts.

Jellal stretched out his palm, and the green word appeared on his hand, just like spring rain nourishing all things, and white rays of light wrapped around his body.

Then there were some more words, wrapped around him, one after another, in various colors. Fortunately, Hermione was not in the same room with him, otherwise, she would definitely have asked questions...

"It's such a wonderful feeling...I don't know if other people can use it without making their own derivatives."

He doesn't dare to reveal these things now. Maybe in two years he will be able to protect himself.

He thought that he could publish a book in the future. If all wizards, or even most of them, could use magic patterns, then the wizarding world would be completely different.

These magic patterns can be used on wands and magic spells. What if they are other alchemical products? Maybe it’s possible too!

Jellal thought that when he made those things himself, it might be completely different if he directly added the magic patterns.