[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

England, Devon.

The Dark Lord is wearing a hooded cloak and walking on a country road.

His purpose of this trip was to visit the famous alchemist Nicole Flamel, who lived in seclusion in Devon with his wife Perenal.

Five years ago, the old man who had lived for more than 600 years lent Dumbledore the Philosopher's Stone, which he depended on for immortality, as a bait to attract his incomplete main soul at that time.In the end, the Philosopher's Stone was obtained by his boy, and then destroyed by Dumbledore, completely eliminating this channel of immortality.

After the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed, Nicole Flamel's never-ending road to eternal life was cut off. He barely used the remaining elixir to prolong his life for a period of time, and after he and his wife settled down will fall into eternal sleep.

After taking control of Europe, just yesterday, he finally found Nicole Flamel's hidden residence - to be honest, this surprised him quite a bit.After all, a long time ago, when his soul was lacking and violent, he had invested a lot of manpower to find this almost immortal elder, but found nothing.On the contrary, during this period of time, because the Philosopher's Stone had been destroyed and the road to eternal life had been cut off, he actually didn't spend too much energy on finding Nico Flamel, but at this time, Nico Flamel Instead, Flamel appeared in the sight of the Death Eaters as if deliberately exposing.

After probing each other several times, he finally made an appointment with Nicole Flamel, who was about to fall into eternal sleep and whose time was running out.He was curious about the purpose of Nicole Flamel looking for him, what was this senior on the road to eternal life looking for him suddenly, what exactly was he trying to do?

According to the guidance of the invitation, the Dark Lord walked through a remote path, stepped over a private magic barrier, and entered Nicole Flamel's single villa.To be honest, it was beyond his expectation, except for those complicated magical defense concealment spells, this house looks ordinary from the outside, it is simply an ordinary hut of an ordinary Englishman, and it is completely incomparable to Nicole Flamel A master of alchemy, and an identity that has lived for more than 600 years.

"Welcome, welcome," Nicole Flamel came out of the house with a smile on his face, "The place is relatively simple, please don't mind."

"It's quite simple..." said the Dark Lord, looking at the simple decorations and open wooden doors in the courtyard. "Is this where you have always lived?"

"I've lived here for seven or eight years," Nicole Flamel didn't care about the Dark Lord's not-so-polite tone, and still had a cheerful expression, "In the early years, I liked that It’s a kind of magnificent residence, but the more I got later, the more I felt that the real thing is plain, a warm and ordinary residence is more suitable for living than an empty luxurious villa.”

The Dark Lord was noncommittal.

"Hey, don't take it lightly," Nicole Flamel noticed the expression on the Dark Lord's face, "This is my personal experience. A long life means that you need to keep moving, and you have to leave after living in one place for a few years. Otherwise, your unchanging appearance will always arouse the doubts of the neighbors. I can’t remember how many times I have moved, how many times I have been to different places, I have lived in all kinds of houses, gorgeous, Curious, luxurious, dilapidated, Egyptian pyramids, African cave dwellings, desert palaces...there are so many, but in the end you will always find that the most comfortable place you live in is the ordinary small building at the beginning. "

"You don't need too much space, you don't need too many rooms, and you don't need flashy decorations," Nicole Lemay said, "Things need to be stacked together, but they need to be as organized as possible..."

The Dark Lord frowned slightly.

Nicole Flamel stopped chattering in front of the expression of the Dark Lord, and laughed: "Oh, forgive the habitual chatter of an old man, you may not like to hear this, but it is indeed my experience over the years Summarize."

He turned around and led the Dark Lord into the house: "Eternal life is a long road with no end in sight. It represents the most magical thing in this world - time. A long time will wash away all impetuousness , leaving only the most essential and most desired things.”

Nicole Flamel pushed open the wooden door of the house, turned around, and smiled slightly at the surprised Dark Lord: "Please come in, junior on the road to eternal life."

The Dark Lord turned his suspicious eyes around Nicole Flamel's body, and then quietly moved away. It seemed that this old man who had walked on the road to eternal life for a long time seemed to want to discuss some metaphysical topics with him.He shrugged and followed Nicole Flamel into this ordinary small villa.

After closing the wooden door, Nicole Flamel led the Dark Lord into the living room, and sat on the sofa first.The Dark Lord glanced around the dilapidated sofa, and sat down calmly, but only touched one side of the sofa.

"Don't look at the old furniture here," Nicole Flamel glanced at the Dark Lord's sitting posture out of the corner of his eye, and said cheerfully, "but it's comfortable to use. Relax, you can enjoy more. "

The Dark Lord expressed hehe in his heart, and he glanced at the dilapidated sofa again, and said, "Really? I express cautious suspicion."

Nicole Flamel shrugged and said nothing more.An old lady came over with tea, put down the cup, and sat next to Nicole Flamel: "Black tea, please enjoy."

"Thank you." The Dark Lord smiled slightly at the old lady who brought the tea, and picked up the black tea. "Surely you are Mrs. Perenal?"

The influence of some charms does not distinguish between age groups. Facing the smile of the Dark Lord, Mrs. Perenal had a faint blush on her face, and she smiled reservedly: "Hello, I am Perenal, Niko's wife. I have heard of your name for a long time, but it is a pity that I haven't seen you before. I didn't expect you to be like this..." She raised her hand and half-covered her mouth, skipping the well-known adjective , continued with a smile, "I knew it earlier, I should have come to see you earlier."

"Cough, cough, cough," Nicole Flamel, who was drinking black tea, almost choked. He put down the cup of black tea helplessly, and lamented, "Gnar!"

Mrs. Perenal gave Nicole Flamel a cross-eyed look, and the indescribable meaning seemed to be contained in this look: "Nico, appreciation of beauty is everyone's nature, and you can't stop human nature."

Nicole Flamel rolled his eyes: "You can appreciate me."

Mrs. Perenal rolled her eyes back: "Nicole, if you were six hundred years younger, you could still be admired by me; as for now... Hey, I feel my aesthetic ability when I face your face every day. It's all gone down."

It was obvious that the two were arguing, and he was the fuse of the conflict, but the Dark Lord at the side felt extremely depressed at this moment.If he is familiar with the Internet buzzwords in today's world, there is a sentence that can describe his mood: I refuse this bowl of dog food!

The Dark Lord, who was very upset but didn't know why he was upset, coughed loudly a few times, and drew the attention of the couple in front of him back.With a dark face, he expressed his dissatisfaction with his expression: "Mr. Nicole Flamel, what is the reason why you asked me out today?"

"I'm sorry," Nicole Flamel reacted, and he quickly apologized, "My wife and I are used to fighting, and we often don't pay attention to others. 600 years is such a long time, everyone around will leave , only my wife and I will be together forever, some habits are formed under such circumstances."

"It's all right," said the Dark Lord.He glanced at Mrs. Perenal, who was also apologetic, and felt even more depressed for some reason, "Speaking of which, I heard that you destroyed the only Philosopher's Stone in the world five years ago, didn't you? "

"Yes, Albus and I destroyed the Philosopher's Stone five years ago," Nicole Flamel nodded and admitted, "The birth of the Philosopher's Stone is a miracle that cannot be replicated, and it shouldn't have existed in the world. , It is only natural to destroy it now."

The Dark Lord frowned: "Since it is a miracle that cannot be replicated, why destroy it?"

"Greed is the root of human beings. As long as the Philosopher's Stone exists, it will inevitably lead to a series of scrambles. Didn't you also try your best to get it?" Nicole Flamel took a sip of black tea and said, " Since the birth of the Sorcerer's Stone, a series of conspiracies and conspiracies have taken place around it, father and son turned against each other, relatives and friends betrayed, and more powerful people greedily search for it. In the past 600 years, have I encountered too few? "

Mrs. Perenal added with a smile: "Since we have made up our minds to give up the path of eternal life, why should we keep this stone that will cause endless blood and blood, and invite disaster for future generations?"

The Dark Lord frowned even tighter, and confusion emerged from his eyes: "So, did the two of you make up your mind to give up eternal life first, and then decide to destroy the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Yes." Madame Perenal nodded.Nicole Flamel added: "After all, the Philosopher's Stone is a rare treasure. If we were not determined to die, how could we destroy it for no reason?"

"Why?" demanded the Dark Lord, with obvious perplexity. "Since you have gained immortality and enjoyed it for more than 600 years, why would you abandon the path of glory and choose to die?"

Nicole Flamel and Mrs. Perenal looked at each other before saying: "Albus has a metaphor, I like it very much, 'Death is actually like going to bed after a long day' .”

Mrs. Perenal added with a smile: "These 600 years are really a very, very long day. I have experienced everything that can be experienced, and I am already tired. What is the point of continuing to stay in this world? What do you mean?"

"When you live longer, you will find that a long life is not a blessing, but a torture. You stay in the past, and everything around you is changing, and your relatives and friends are getting old. Familiar people have fallen into a long sleep. When you communicate with anyone, the mentality is 'he will leave me eventually'. In order to avoid the pain of separation, simply don't take the initiative to open your heart and accept any new feelings... ..."

"But this will bring another problem. People are emotional animals. If they always refuse the approach of others, they will feel lonely. Maybe you can bear the loneliness of ten or eight years, but when the time dimension is extended to a hundred years , even 600 years..."

Madame Perenal shook her head and stopped talking.

The Dark Lord frowned and did not let go. He was holding a cup of black tea in his left hand, and the fingertips of his right hand moved unconsciously on the side of the cup: "Maybe, it's just because you don't have a goal..."

"Oh, the goal!" Nicole Flamel laughed and interrupted the Dark Lord's words, "My goal has always existed, and that is to explore the endless mysteries of alchemy. Alchemy is such an ancient and profound science. Subject, I am so obsessed with it again!"

His expression became desolate: "It's a pity...it's been 600 years. I haven't exhausted the possibilities of this subject, but I've already felt deeply exhausted."

"Time is such a terrible thing!" He slowly put his hand on his wife, Mrs. Perenal, "If Perenal hadn't been with me all the time, I would have given up this long journey early. To an endless journey."

He and his wife looked at each other and smiled sweetly and sadly: "I am so lucky to have met you; I am so lucky to have you by my side."

The Dark Lord felt his eyes sting a little.

Nicole Flamel said softly to his wife: "You will go through the journey of life together, and we will also take the adventure of death together, okay?"

Mrs. Perenal snorted coldly, and asked, "Can I still leave you?"

The Dark Lord simply lowered his head, not wanting to look at the couple again.Holding a cup of black tea in his hand, he looked at the slightly rippling water in the cup, which reflected his slightly confused blood-colored eyes.

To be honest, at this very moment, he missed Harry.

When his soul was incomplete, violent emotions filled his brain, and some things were naturally ignored.

There are some things that the missing soul doesn't care about; but when the soul is restored, some things stand out.The sense of emptiness and lack that surrounded him since he was a child, and the feeling that something seemed to be missing, always haunted him and couldn't get rid of it.

He knew what it felt like to belong.

When he was young in the orphanage, he saw those children acting like a baby to their parents through the fence; when he first entered Hogwarts, he saw the intimacy between his classmates and their parents; He always felt this emptiness, this feeling that something seemed to be missing.

He thinks this feeling is weak, exaggerated, and should not exist.He doesn't need these weaknesses.

People must first be loved, and then they can learn how to love others.He has never really enjoyed the feeling of being loved, and even witnessed countless chaos created in the name of "love".

He scoffed at the word.

So he refused all the courtships, he was a famous and inseparable flower in Hogwarts; so he maintained a sense of distance from his classmates, and regarded them as subordinates rather than friends; so in the end, he simply Cut off his own soul without hesitation, and will never be troubled by this feeling again.

But, as Nicole Flamel said just now, time is really a terrible thing.During the time when he lost his body and struggled to survive alone, the sense of emptiness invaded him intensified; and when his soul recovered and his body was reborn, it subtly affected him.

And the deeper and deeper attention to Harry catalyzed his delusions.

He watched Harry, from the previous life to the present, until the time reversal; he cared about Harry, regarded him as his Horcrux, and also regarded him as another self.This close gaze broke his defenses.When they were chatting, when they were getting close, the sense of emptiness that had haunted him from childhood to adulthood was suddenly satisfied.

About... this is love, right?

So when Harry kissed his lips, he kissed back naturally, curiously.

He also wants to know what kind of feeling love is like, and what kind of magical power love has.

He consulted the Death Eaters in private, and learned what his lover should do.He devoted himself to this love with an attitude of learning and trying, and tried his best to play the role of a lover.

To be honest, the beginning of this relationship was nothing more than curiosity.

He tried his best to play the role of a good lover to experience this feeling that he had never experienced before.

However, some things are slowly getting out of control...

"I learned from an old friend," Nicole Flamel finally broke away from the affectionate words with his wife, and turned to look at the Dark Lord. His words interrupted the Dark Lord's fluttering thoughts, " You seem to have achieved immortality."

"Yes." The Dark Lord still didn't look up, but stared blankly at his own reflection in the cup.

"When I heard the news, I was really surprised," Nicole LeMay said sincerely, "This is not an easy thing to achieve, and after it is achieved, there are also some extremely easy detours. Looking back at this point in time, I regret what I did in the early years, and I often think that if I could have done something different at that time, everything would be different."

His voice was persuasive: "Young people on the road to eternal life, if you don't mind, please let me share some of my experience before I die, so as to prevent you from going astray."

The Dark Lord raised his head and stared at the old man in front of him.

Nicole Flamel held his wife's hand and continued his narration: "Once you achieve eternal life, your concept of time will be different from that of ordinary people, and you will have endless time to solve problems. So , When doing things, try to choose some methods that take care of everyone."

"You will witness the death of all the familiar people around you, and when all the familiar people die, you will definitely not have the original mood to meet new relatives and friends. Therefore, cherish the original People who leave traces in your life, treat them kindly, they will become the most important part of your memory, in the long time in the future, always ponder, recall, and enrich that long time."

"Also, please remember that the most important thing is the person who has been with you for a long time." Nicole Flamel turned his head, looked at his wife again and smiled, "As I said just now, if it wasn't for Pei Rainer has been with me, I must have given up on this long and endless journey early. A long life must be accompanied by someone, otherwise you will be driven crazy by emptiness and give up early..."