Harry Potter and the Old Ones

After Dumbledore and Tiera stood at the door for about two minutes, they finally saw a tall and thin white figure slowly walking down the stairs——

It was a tall and thin old man wearing a white dress with long silver-white hair. He was slowly walking over step by step. His wrinkled and pale face was as pale as a mummy, and a kind of Tiela was revealed like chrysanthemums blooming on his face. I think it should be an expression of joy.

"Albus!" The old man, or Nicoléme, shouted happily and angrily. At the same time, after descending the stairs, he turned to the right and walked towards the experimental table next to him.

After another minute, Dumbledore and Tiera saw Nicoléme finally walking to the side of the experimental table, holding on to the experimental table and taking a few deep breaths. He took out a tea set and a glass bottle like a hot water kettle——

"Don't we need to help Mr. Nicoreme?" Tiera quietly approached Dumbledore and asked.

"Oh, no need..." Dumbledore responded in a low voice, "We can just stand here and wait. This is Flamel's laboratory. He doesn't like others to mess with the things in his laboratory."

"You guys sit down." After filling the teapot with the liquid in the glass pot, Nicoléme greeted Dumbledore and Tiera and said, "Dumbledore, you are an old customer here, please greet our little Tiera. Sit down."

"Okay." Dumbledore held Tiera with one hand and the skirt of his wizard robe with the other, bypassing the piles of light yellow parchment scattered on the ground and arriving at the sofa in the center of the living room.

"It's been a long time since you've been here, Dumbledore." After Dumbledore and Tiera sat down, Nicolème tremblingly walked towards the sofa carrying a teapot and three teacups on a tray.

"I don't think I saw Mr. Flamel putting out tea just now." Tiera whispered to Dumbledore after sitting on the sofa.

"Don't worry." Dumbledore tilted his head and said, "That glass bottle contains the elixir of life."

Tiera:......

"What?"

"The elixir of life," Dumbledore said again, and stood up -

At this time, Nick Flamel had already walked to the coffee table on the sofa. Dumbledore stood up, took the tray from Nick Flame's hand and placed it on the coffee table, then picked up the teapot and poured out three cups of light cyan liquid.

Dumbledore first picked up a glass and put it in Nico Flamel's hand, then picked up another glass and handed it to Tiera.

"Thank you." Tiera responded.

Finally, Dumbledore picked up a glass and drank it himself.

"Try it, little Tiera." Nicoléme sat down with the teacup and smiled at Tiera, "This is the lime-flavored elixir I recently developed, how do you like it if you try it? ?”

Tiera:......

This is really a drought and a flood.

Over there, Voldemort has been planning for a whole semester to ask for a bottle of elixir of life, but it turns out that you are better off and just use the elixir as a drink.

Tiera picked up the tea cup and took a sip——

The elixir in the tea cup was cold, but after Tiera drank it, she felt as if a ball of fire rolled into her stomach——

Before Tiera could react——

Tiera felt as if a lime exploded in his stomach, and countless warm currents with the flavor of lime instantly flowed all over Tiera's body——

"Pfft--" Tiera's face turned red, and then her whole body turned blue again. Her complexion looked like she had been soaked in a lime-green bathtub for a whole day.

"Hoo ho ho -" Dumbledore laughed happily, and even Nicoléme laughed angrily.

"Sorry, sorry." After laughing, Nicoléme said, "Because the people who come to visit me are usually old guys, so I have never considered the situation of young people drinking the elixir of life... The cyan color on your body... should be It will fade away in about a week.”

"Okay..." Tiera rubbed her face helplessly——

What else could he do? The old man in front of me is over 600 years old. He is also the ancestor of modern Western chemistry, and he treats himself with the elixir of life.

"But thank you for the elixir, Mr. Flamel." Tiera raised her glass and took another sip of the elixir——

"It tastes good." Tiera said politely.

"Thank you." Nicoléme also took a sip, then leaned back on the sofa and said, "So...are you the kid who stole my magic stone?"

"Pfft - cough cough -" Tiera choked as she was taking her third sip of the elixir.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Flamel." Tiera blushed and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Flamel, it's my fault. I shouldn't have let Voldemort control me, and I shouldn't have extended my sinful hand to you. The magic stone."

——No matter what, it’s right to apologize. Anyway, Tiera’s apology was not bad. Although he passed the blame to Voldemort, the Sorcerer’s Stone is indeed lying in his library now.

"Oh... forget it..." Nicoléme was surprised by Tiera's frankness. He glanced at Dumbledore, then waved his hand and said, "Anyway, I have enough elixir..."

"But hehe... you are quite honest." Nick Flamel laughed again and said, then put down the teacup in his hand and waved towards his experimental table——

A quill and a thick-shell notebook flew in front of Nick Flamel. Nick Flamel let the notebook float in front of him, and then turned to the blank page——

"Then, Albus should have told you the purpose of coming to me, right?" Niclamay said.

"Yes, Mr. Flamel," Tiera replied, "Principal Dumbledore said that you are willing to make an alchemical arm and an alchemical eye for me."

"Okay, let's talk about it." Nick Flamel picked up the quill and tapped on the notebook and said, "If you have any requirements for your arms and eyes, just tell me."

"Really?" Tiera asked excitedly, "Can you satisfy any request?"

"Of course." Nicolème said proudly, "I can proudly say that I am the most accomplished alchemist in the world today...well...except for those in Kunlun Mountain, Longhu Mountain, and Laoshan who are guarding a broken furnace. Besides being old and immortal, I am the greatest alchemist in the world today."

"Are those gathering places for Chinese wizards?" Tiera asked in surprise.

"Of course." Dumbledore said, "Otherwise, where do you think those Taoist legends come from? Are they all made up by Muggles?"

"So China also has a Ministry of Magic? What are they like? Are they hidden like the UK?" Tiera asked excitedly, "Can I work at the Ministry of Magic in China after I graduate?"

Dumbledore: ...

Nick Flamel:…

The two old men, who together were over 700 and almost 800 years old, looked at each other.

"Of course...but why don't you stay in England?" Dumbledore asked slightly sadly, "Don't you want to accompany this bad old man like me on this last journey?"

"I don't like the food, the climate, and the water here," Tiera said. "I'm afraid I'll be bald."

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