Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

Located on the top floor of a building on the Champs-Elysees Avenue, in a bustling commercial area, this is an industry under the name of Cuthbert. Except for wizards, any Muggle passing by here will unconsciously take a detour. Charlotte is standing by the glass window , looking down, looking at the cars and the dense crowd below.

Today's weather is bad, the wind is very cold, and the sky is gloomy. Pedestrians are wrapped in coats and come and go in a hurry.

"My lord, the tea is ready."

Emma sat on the sofa, pouring out cups of bright red tea with her slender hands.

Charlotte raised her eyelids lazily and glanced at her, then sat across from her.

"Are you going?" Emma added hot water to the teapot. Although it could be done with magic, she was obsessed with this kind of life, and she was unwilling to use magic to complete everything.

"No matter how nicely you say it, and no matter how much you play the emotional card, there is definitely Dumbledore's shadow behind you." Charlotte held the teacup, and the heat was blowing on her face, making her eyes dim, and she answered the question inappropriately.

"He's still worried. Really, at such an advanced age, can't he enjoy life in peace and happiness?" Emma didn't have a good impression of the greatest white wizard in history, and her tone was not respectful.

"Last time in the Slytherin House Cup, you should really have seen the excited expressions of those little snakes. If you tell them that their kind and benevolent headmaster has always hated Slytherin, if there is no external force, Slytherin will always Missing the academy cup until he leaves office." Charlotte took a sip of the cold tea.

"Stubborn old guy." Emma sneered.

"I will go." Charlotte answered Emma's previous question, the teaching of a top alchemist, at least Charlotte thought she did not have the courage to refuse.

Emma had an unsurprised expression on her face.The two have been together for three years, and this person's temper is more or less accurate, but if Charlotte falls into a state of obsession after learning this for a long time, the people outside may become chaotic again.

Charlotte raised her head slowly and glanced at it without any emotion.

Emma felt as if her internal organs were frozen. She brushed her hair, revealing her white ears, and her slender and fragile neck, as if she could cut it off as soon as she stretched out her hand.

"After the handover is over, I will leave here. Look at the arrangements for the invitations of those people. It is best to get together and see them at once."

Charlotte pressed the center of her eyebrows. The news of her coming here cannot be concealed. As long as it is a family with the highest rank, they basically know about it, and communication is indispensable.

Emma sat next to Charlotte and stretched out her hands to press her head. Charlotte didn't want others to get so close to her before and do this kind of intimate behavior.

When I first took over the family, there were a lot of things to do, and I could never finish them. All the refreshing medicine products went to her, and I couldn’t get enough sleep for a long time, and my neurasthenia was accompanied by strong migraine. Emma’s The technique is good, her head will clear up after pressing for a while, and she acquiesced to her actions.

For a while, she was relatively speechless. After pressing the button, her troubles were reduced a lot. After pressing for a while, Charlotte lifted her legs, got up and left, leaving a sentence behind.

"Research and development of dim sum, it is best to release it this year."

"Ok."

Emma knew where she was going, but she wasn't allowed to follow, wasn't on the family's invitation list, and couldn't get in.

Apparated to the place where Nick Flamel and his wife lived, the space distorted with the surrounding scene, and Charlotte remembered the destination deep in his mind.

The location is very remote, far away from Muggles and wizards, Charlotte burned it after reading the location on the note, walked up the river, passed a field of sunflowers, growing well, obviously well cared for, a wooden house Not far from Sunflower.

Charlotte went to knock on the door, and Mrs. Perenal came to open the door. There were no rare alchemy items as imagined, only some magic items for daily convenience.

The needles on the sofa are knitting sweaters, rows of fruits with long legs jump into the sink, wash themselves, and jump onto the plate. The strong breath of life looks like a very 'ordinary' old couple. couple.

"Eat this, it's so sweet, it's the dates from the fruit tree we planted ourselves." Mrs. Perenal was holding a handful of bright red and round dates. Charlotte ate slowly, chewing at a speed that couldn't keep up with her feeding The speed, the mouth is quickly filled, and the cheeks are puffed up.

Charlotte, who had never done such a stupid thing, looked at Mrs. Perenal with a kind smile, and couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the other party. Fortunately, Mr. Nick Flamel came out of his laboratory.

"Good afternoon, Charlotte."

"Good afternoon, sir." As soon as Charlotte finished speaking, Nick Flamel raised his eyebrows as a reminder, and Charlotte changed her words clearly. "teacher."

"Very good, I know you have a certain understanding of alchemy, but it's not enough." Nick Flamel sat on the sofa and beat his arms and legs. After staying in the laboratory for a while, his whole body was sore.

"This is the book list I made. After you read it and start making an alchemy product, you can do anything. If you have any questions, you can ask us."

There are more than 30 book titles written on the long parchment, which are stored in the library of the Cuthbert family and the library of Hogwarts. There are at least eleven books that she has never heard of.

"Convenient Alchemy", "The Best Choice for Alchemy Materials", "Advanced Alchemy" and so on, Charlotte looked at the teacher.

"These books are all in my collection. Some are written by myself and cannot be found on the market. Some are very old books that have been handed down for a long time. Even if there is a family and collection, it is incomplete. Oh, yes, And my notes, I hope they can help you."

Nick LeMay took Charlotte to his laboratory. Rows of old books were on the shelves. The top was very clean. The owner often flipped through them. The pages were seriously curled. Charlotte took a book of alchemy In theory, it is densely packed with notes from Nick Flamel.

Every book here is very precious, and Charlotte carefully turns the pages. It is no exaggeration to say that this knowledge is priceless.

Not to mention more than 30 books, it’s not a problem to chew all of them. Charlotte’s eyes were ignited, and she couldn’t wait to start studying hard. Nick Flamel took a brown leather notebook from the table. They are all alchemy formulas written by him. It is no exaggeration to say that anyone who can understand the contents of this book will definitely be famous in the alchemy world.

The value of knowledge cannot be measured by money.

After taking the notebook, Charlotte clutched the cover tightly and settled down.

"I will, absolutely to the standard you require."

Nick Flamel was like Charlotte's elder, he patted Charlotte on the shoulder reassuringly.

"Don't rush for a while, we can see the day you leave the teacher, take your time, we are all here."

Owls cannot enter this place, and there are many alchemy items transformed from Muggle electrical appliances in the room. Mrs. Perenal gave Charlotte a little assistant, a cube man composed of several cubes, called Tata, who can Help Charlotte record study notes, and can also form various shapes to make a balance scale.

To get in touch with the outside world, Charlotte relies on double-sided mirrors. The lack of alchemy in the magic world can give you a glimpse of one or two from the high price of double-sided mirrors. These double-sided mirrors in Charlotte's hands are all from Inherited from my grandmother.

She asked the teacher, and he said that as long as a few alchemy formulas and magic patterns are made, this kind of small props can be mass-produced, and the cost is not high.

Putting this matter aside, Charlotte couldn't get out of the state of eating clone medicine after school, and the time converter was almost turned out of sparks by her.

Charlotte looked at the black cyan that had just dissipated and reappeared under her eyes, and was a little suspicious for a while, the dark circles under her eyes were probably the real body.