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"My strength is a bit too much and I can't control it well."

After Eugene finished speaking, he reached out and picked up a piece of Dianthus leaf, then let go - Adam clearly saw a clearly visible fingerprint on the Dianthus leaf, and even the Dianthus juice was squeezed out, and he was sure that Eugene did not use much force just now.

Oh my god, man, you’re… a baby troll?

Seeing Eugene's somewhat lost expression, Adam swallowed back his complaints and patted his shoulder comfortingly:

"It's okay. I'm sure there will be some magical plant that's suitable for you."

For example, jobs like devil ivy, whopping willow, or squeezing the thick juice from the barbo tuber should be suitable for him.

Chapter 16 Mission Delivery

"Brothers, I'm back~"

After patting Colon on the shoulder, Adam threw his bag on the long table and sat down.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Colon said as he pushed the grilled sausages left for Adam in front of him.

"I went to talk to Professor Sprout about growing plants in the dorm."

"Growing plants... can't you just grow them whenever you want?"

There are a bunch of plants in their Hufflepuff common room, such as green ivy hanging from the ceiling and cacti on the table...

"Maybe it's a magical plant?"

Eugene guessed.

Adam nodded:

"Right, so you have to ask Professor Sprout. But don't worry, it's just a Dictamni. Professor Sprout gave me a seedling. And I planted it next to the bed, so it won't disturb anyone."

He grew dittany mainly to practice magic and to prepare for applying to Professor Sprout for permission to grow other magical plants.

The magic of flower cards and tree cards cannot be practiced out of thin air. Now he is trying hard to learn the magic of Gan cards. If all goes well, he can finish it when the white safflower blooms, and then use the white safflower to learn the magic of flower cards.

After lunch, Adam picked up his backpack and separated from the main group again.

"Where are you going again?"

"Professor Sprout asked me to bring something to Professor Dumbledore."

Adam did not lie, Professor Sprout did ask him to bring a bottle of honey orchid nectar to Professor Dumbledore.

"What about your pot of soup?"

Colon swallowed.

"Don't worry, it's just a delivery. It won't take long, and we just had lunch!"

Adam ran away, waving behind him:

"I'm leaving~"

After returning to the dormitory, Bernard looked at Adam's four-poster bed and touched his chin in confusion:

"I remember Adam said his parents were also ordinary people, right? Why did he adapt so well to the wizarding world?"

No, he could no longer be described as having adapted well; he was like a fish in water, adapting better than those people from their wizarding families.

Eugene and Uther looked at each other and saw similar emotions in each other's eyes.

Cologne didn't think too much about it. He just wanted to know when Adam would be back. He didn't even eat much at noon for the sake of this pot of soup... Wait, he remembered that there seemed to be two tea eggs left in the morning?

“Coconut sorbet.”

Adam read out the password and walked into the headmaster's office, only to see Professor Dumbledore dozing off behind his desk.

Looking around, I saw that the portraits of past principals were mostly sleeping. In addition, there were a few empty picture frames. I guess these old principals went out to visit friends and relatives.

Adam thought about it and decided not to wake up Professor Dumbledore. Seeing a chair opposite the desk, he took out a book and sat on it, reading while waiting.

Refill spell... A spell to summon liquid from a prepared container. Once you learn this spell, you can use the Gan card to conjure up a large bucket of Coke and use it at any time.

How to use magic to make a perfectly cooked Beef Wellington... or ask Dad to send some bled beef to try?

……

"Oh! I'm so sorry... Did I keep you waiting?"

Dumbledore opened his eyes sleepily, took off his half-moon glasses, rubbed his eyes, put them back on and looked at the student in front of him.

She actually waited until he woke up. He seemed to be a very gentle and patient child. He was still reading and loved learning... Eh?

《High-end household spells, more refined life》

Dumbledore's eyes paused on the cover of the book and he blinked.

"Professor Dumbledore, you're awake."

Adam closed the book calmly and stuffed it back into his bag. He then took out an envelope, a small bag, and Professor Sprout's nectar from his bag:

"These are the nectars that I personally handed to you, Nico Lemet, and Professor Sprout asked me to pass on."

"Thank you very much, Adam. I have to say you really helped us a lot."

Professor Dumbledore sighed, took the three items and put them aside, then took out his wand:

"What do you want to eat? Coconut sorbet? Lemon Sherbet? I actually recommend the cockroach pile, but many people refuse to taste it because of its appearance."

As Professor Dumbledore spoke, he conjured up exquisite plates on his desk, which were filled with the snacks he mentioned.

"Professor Dumbledore, won't you check it first?"

Adam was a little surprised, because that was the Philosopher's Stone... and he had tried it before, and it was indeed the real Philosopher's Stone that he helped transport.

"There's no need to rush that kind of thing. Afternoon tea is more important."

Professor Dumbledore said as he threw a lemon snowball into his mouth. The sour taste exploding between his lips and teeth made Professor Dumbledore's face wrinkle:

"Oh - I seem to have confused Sour Lemon Drops with Lemon Sherbet!"

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore quickly threw another cockroach pile into his mouth.

Adam took a breath.

“I’ll have a coconut sorbet, please.”

The pink coconut ice cream does not taste strong, and the light sweetness spreads on the tip of the tongue along with the coolness, making people feel happy.

"Professor Dumbledore."

After eating a few bites, Adam couldn't help but ask:

"Why would Nicolas Flamel ask me to do something so important?"

"Oh? What happened?"

Professor Dumbledore blinked, looking confused.

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"The Philosopher's Stone, of course!"

Adam put the coconut sorbet on the table, looking very stressed:

"I saw Nicolas Flamel's name in a book... and then I knew what the red stone was. It's so important. What if I lose it?"

"Calm down, calm down... You handed it to me intact, didn't you? Nothing unexpected happened during the process, right?"

Professor Dumbledore smiled and conjured a glass of pumpkin juice and handed it to Adam. Adam took it and took a sip:

"But I'm just a little wizard. Last month I didn't even know there was magic in this world! What if someone finds out..."

"No, Adam. Nicolas Flamel has taken far more stringent measures to protect the Philosopher's Stone than you think."

Professor Dumbledore picked up the bag containing the Philosopher's Stone on the table and said mysteriously:

"In fact, the bag has a Fidelius Charm cast on it."

"The Fidelius Curse?"

Adam was appropriately confused.

"It is a protective spell. You should have seen it in Nicolas Flamel's house. Unless you tell others, even if you put the bag in front of them and let them feel around every corner on the table, they won't be able to find it."

Adam showed a surprised expression:

"So powerful... Can I learn this magic?"

"If you can study hard, I believe you will have a chance in the future, but it's probably too early for you to learn this spell with your current level of magic."

Professor Dumbledore shook his head and said:

"But I will fulfill my promise and teach you the portkey spell."

Professor Dumbledore took out a piece of paper - it should be the Hufflepuff first-year class schedule - and looked at it for a while, then turned to Adam:

"I don't think it's a good idea to use up the weekend for classes. How about Wednesday afternoon? You can come to my place after Charms get out of class."

The principal's office is on the eighth floor, and among all the courses, only the Charms class on the fourth floor is the most convenient.

"No problem, Professor."

"Well, then we have a deal... I still have some other things to take care of. You can continue to enjoy these snacks. Remember to close the door for me after you leave the office."

Professor Dumbledore picked up the bag containing the Philosopher's Stone and stood up. When he was about to reach the door, he turned around and looked at Adam:

"Oh, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you - please keep your mouth shut about the Philosopher's Stone, okay?"

"Of course, Professor."

Adam bit the spoon and smiled like a cute little badger.

Chapter 17 Potions Class

Adam rubbed his hands and left the principal's office contentedly.

Just now, after he finished eating the coconut ice cream, he couldn't help but ran to Fox and asked very politely if he could touch it. He originally just went with the mentality of giving it a try with no loss, but he didn't expect that Fox stared at him for a while and then nodded in agreement!

The feathers on the wings and tail of the Phoenix—actually, it should be translated as the Immortal Bird—feel very silky, while the down on the abdomen is so soft that rubbing it against your fingertips is simply mind-blowing.

It’s a pity that it was their first time and Adam didn’t dare to go too far, otherwise he really wanted to pick Fox up and suck him hard!

But as he came out of his intoxicated state, Adam woke up and couldn't help thinking.

There was one question he hadn't asked when he was talking to Professor Dumbledore just now, which was why Nicolas Flamel trusted him so easily and entrusted such an important matter to him?

Can you entrust the Philosopher's Stone to the descendant of a friend whom you have never met, just because the other person is young?

But when he led the topic in this direction, Professor Dumbledore first cast a Fidelius Charm to attract his attention, and then just slipped away without giving him a chance to ask questions...

Could it be that he really has some other relationship with Nicolas Flamel?

This question could not be verified for the time being, so Adam did not dwell on it for too long. He simply put it out of his mind when he returned to the dormitory.

The next morning was Potions class. When Adam took out the crucible, Eugene beside him didn't say anything, but Cologne, who was standing a body away, couldn't help but:

"Wait a minute, are you going to use the same cauldron from yesterday to make potions...you're not going to continue using it to cook food in the future, are you?"

I don't know what he was thinking of, but Cologne looked pale:

"I don't want to eat food cooked in a cauldron where Flobberworms have been cooked..."

"Don't worry, the Flobberworm can't be thrown directly into the crucible. We usually use its juice."

"Is this the crux of the problem?!"

Adam spread his hands:

"What's the problem? A fresh clean will get the cauldron clean... and flobberworm juice is a very common thickener in potions. Aren't you going to drink these potions?"

"That's different!"

Cologne shook his head desperately. He had to drink potions when he was sick, but he ate the delicious food made by Adam for enjoyment.

How desperate must one be to eat that kind of thing on their own initiative!