This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

‘Nick Flamel. ’

'The maker of the Philosopher's Stone, a true ancient, the man who stands at the end of alchemy...'

When Dumbledore took Andrew and started to leave school, Andrew was still thinking about the next contact - there was nothing he could do, the name of the Philosopher's Stone was too loud.

But he soon succeeded in shaking off this illusion.

It's not that Dumbledore released some magic to stabilize his mood, or that Andrew's magic skills suddenly increased and he was able to control himself, but...

'vomit…'

Andrew put his hands on the ground, retching while trying not to fall down completely - the aftereffects of the Portkey were much greater than Apparition. It was his first time to experience such a space travel, and he really couldn't bear it. live.

"Huh...huh..."

He breathed heavily, recalling what had just happened.

After being called to the office, Dumbledore called him to put his hand on a stone - Dumbledore said it was a 'portkey', and then after counting down three counts, he himself was struck by that stone together with Dumbledore. Huge space fluctuations were sucked in.

"Dozens of times more powerful than apparation..."

Andrew slowly raised his head, looked at Dumbledore who was standing aside as if nothing had happened, and sighed - although the Apparition was still far away from him, even at that time, it was too difficult to be as light-hearted as Dumbledore.

‘The rest of the magic can’t be left behind too much… time is really… not enough. ’

He stood firm and took a few long breaths to calm himself down, "I feel like I'm almost recovered, Principal."

"Okay then, let's go through the checkpoint first and make sure we didn't cross the border illegally before we go visit Nick... Don't be so alarmed, it'll be a while before we can use the portkey again."

That's great - this thing is a bit life-saving to use...

But Andrew overestimated Dumbledore - a period of time refers to walking a certain distance after passing the checkpoint.

"It's probably here. He lives in seclusion here. He has been like this since last year, but he is in good spirits."

After last year?

Andrew, who struggled to get up from the ground again, strengthened his desire for Apparition, and at the same time thought about what Dumbledore said.

The magic stone? But theoretically, Andrew shouldn't know the details of this matter, so he just made a curious guess and didn't ask any questions.

"Please allow me to take a rest, principal. I don't know how others are doing, but my spirit is very bad..."

Andrew sat on the ground regardless of the image, "I hope there is a knight bus here. If not, I hope to ride it in the UK and apply for reimbursement of the fare..."

He hoped that Dumbledore would realize that he was teaching a second-year student, not a professor or top student after graduation.

"Okay, there is one here, but I remember when I translated it, it was also called Knight Bus... After all, they built it later..."

Dumbledore said with a smile, and then looked in the direction, "It's over there. Nick should almost know that we are coming - I feel the breath of the looking glass he often uses."

Andrew stood up and used the transformation technique to deal with his clothes, "I'm almost done."

"Very good," Dumbledore nodded towards him, then took the lead and walked quickly towards the wall of a house and rang the doorbell.

'It's just an ordinary Muggle house, no, even the courtyard is - no, it's fake! ’

Andrew finally felt the breath of magic when he got close - yes, some magic will leak out of the wizard's life, as will the traces of magic used.

Magical creatures will quietly pursue magic power - another theory is that the eggs of the most basic magical creatures will scatter in the wind and hatch in the magic environment, and other magical creatures that feed on them will chase them. Food comes.

'There is no doubt that wizards live there. ’

While he was looking at this illusory scene, a trembling old man who looked like he was in his nineties came out of the room inside. When he saw Dumbledore, a smile broke out on his face.

"Oh, Albus, you naughty boy, you let me go for three days!"

Naughty...ghost?

Andrew was stunned for a moment, then looked panicked.

Merlin's beard, naughty boy, Dumbledore?

No, shouldn't it be a sympathy between the two masters? What kind of development is this?

But soon, he found an excuse for himself - yes, when Nick met Dumbledore, um, around 1900, Dumbledore was a little over 18 years old, and Nick was born, um, in 1327 , almost six hundred years old...

'A real friend...'

Andrew tried to control his expression, as if he didn't hear anything.

"So I brought Tyler, Nick."

Dumbledore's expression remained normal, "I don't believe you don't know."

"Don't know? Of course I do...I even got the original manuscript right away."

Nick smiled and said, "Great, great. Last year I told you that I planned to die, but I have changed my mind now."

"Let's go back first. It's unreasonable to stay at the door." He looked like his steps were frivolous, and he didn't look like an expert who had lived for more than 600 years.

‘Are the elixir’s negative effects, or is it less effective than advertised? ’

Andrew made a guess, but his pace did not slow down at all - about halfway along, he felt that he had crossed a special area restriction like Diagon Alley.

'Herbs... flying elves... a first-level hiding technique, worthy of being a master of alchemy...'

Without making any further comments, he followed Nick, who was different from what he imagined, all the way to his living room, "Take a seat first."

While drinking tea, before Dumbledore could say anything, Mr. Nick looked at Andrew, "The glowing tungsten filament replaces the light bulb... What an amazing discovery..."

'So, it's not the Transfiguration genius that's the problem, it's the lamp? ’

But Nick didn't stop, "A new road has been discovered by you, kid."

"I have been obsessed with a higher level of alchemy these years," Nick said in a daze. "Yes, everyone is saying that the ultimate existence of alchemy is the magic stone. With it, we can turn stone into gold. Standing at the highest peak of alchemy..."

"At the beginning, I was also proud, because it really came true in my hands - the Sorcerer's Stone, the dream of all alchemists, but then I realized something was wrong. Alchemy will never find an end, right? "

"I expanded step by step, recognizing geniuses one after another. The most talented one was Albus, but even he couldn't surpass me. We just expanded all aspects of alchemy. But we have never been able to find it. The new pinnacle of alchemy, the existence beyond the Philosopher's Stone."

He looked at Andrew with sincere eyes, "After countless confirmations, I felt that life became boring, until not long ago."