Hogwarts Crawler.

"He seems to be... uh... lovesick?"

Chapter 46: The Story of Nicolas Flamel

"Cough—cough—cough!"

Adam was choked by his saliva. He patted his chest desperately and drank a few sips of water before he recovered.

Concerned greetings from family members came immediately from downstairs, and the depressed Ares also cast a concerned look.

"I'm fine! I just choked on the water!"

After shouting downstairs, Adam closed the door, picked up Ares, and walked to the small sofa in the corner and sat down:

"Are you sure, Sibi? If you're not sure, don't tarnish his innocence! Ares is only three years old! He's still a baby!"

As Adam said this, he lowered his head and rubbed Ares's furry head.

"Adam, wake up! Do you remember that he is a snowy owl?"

Spi yelled wordlessly.

Adam was stunned:

"Oh, yeah... that makes sense. So, at what age do snowy owls become adults?"

"I don't know that."

Sibi lay on the bed and wagged his tail.

Looking at Ares, Adam fell into deep thought. If it was really lovesickness, it was not impossible.

The Snowy Owl is a very loyal animal and one of the few birds that lives in a monogamous relationship. Even when food is abundant, polygamy is rare.

and so……

"Ares, did you find a girlfriend at the Owlery?"

"Gu..."

Ares buried his face under his wings, looking embarrassed.

Adam: ???

It really is!

"Don't be shy! Whose girl is this? Did you succeed? Hmm?"

The gossip fire in Adam's heart was burning, and he kept poking Ares' feathers with his fingers. Ares couldn't stand it anymore and ran back to the cage by himself.

"Don't hide, at least tell me whose owl it is. If I know the person, I can send a few letters and you can have a chance to meet~"

"Goo?"

Ares originally had his back to Adam in the cage, but upon hearing this he turned his head 180 degrees to look over.

"Of course it's true. Tell me who it is...Oh, you can't speak."

Adam was in a dilemma. They didn't have any photos, and all the owls in Hogwarts were in the Owlshed. How could he possibly know everyone?

"But speaking of it, Snowy Owl should only be interested in Snowy Owls, right? There aren't many people with Snowy Owls in Hogwarts..."

Because of their unique white appearance, snowy owls are very expensive among owls. Adam remembers that he had seen no more than double-digit snowy owls in the owl shed.

He only knew three of them, and hoped that the person Ares liked was one of them.

It was obviously impossible for Ares to know who the other party's master was, so Adam planned to write a letter to each of the three people and have Ares send it over to try. Unexpectedly, the first letter was successful.

"It's really Hedwig..."

Adam was a little surprised. He chose to buy the snowy owl because of Hedwig's influence. He didn't expect that the gears of fate would turn around.

"Hush-hush-"

Ares flapped his wings excitedly, and a completely different sound came out of his mouth than usual. Adam probably knew what he meant.

After all, Harry's living conditions were already there, so how much better could Hedwig's be?

"But what can I do? I can't just go to Harry and say, 'Hey Harry, my owl has fallen in love with your owl, and Hedwig will suffer with you anyway, why not bring her to our house'?"

Ares ran back to the cage silently.

Adam spread his hands:

"Why don't you try to find Hedwig and see if she's willing to elope with you? I can still afford to keep an extra owl."

Last night, when Ms. Li asked him how much he spent on school each year and whether he wanted her to give him more, Adam didn't know how to answer.

His biggest expense this year was the investment in the twins, but he made back the money with a Christmas dinner and even had a lot of surplus...

Ares moved his head when he heard this, not wanting to pay attention to Adam.

This time Adam really had no choice but to let Ares be alone and calm, so that he could be more open-minded. He still had to keep his appointment with Nicolas Flamel.

The card in the Clow Deck can teleport to any place it has been to, so Adam used it to come to Nicolas Flamel's house alone.

After knocking on the door, Nicolas Flamel came over and opened it after a long time. He was a little surprised to see that only Adam was outside the door:

"Has your grandma gone back yet?"

"No... Mr. Flamel, I came alone."

After thinking about it, Adam still couldn't find a suitable name, so he had to call him that for now.

Adam waved the Dark Staff in his hand as he spoke. Nicolas Flamel also noticed this uniquely shaped wand, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes... but that was all.

"It seems that our little Adam still has many secrets. Please come in."

Nicolas Flamel took very small steps and it took him almost five times as long as Adam to walk to the sofa and sit down.

"Do you know why I asked you to come?"

Nicolas Flamel asked, looking at Adam and smiling.

Adam shook his head. He really didn't know.

"The Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed."

Even though he already knew this, Adam couldn't help but be stunned when Nicolas Flamel said these words himself, which were no different from "I'm going to die."

"Yes, I'm dying soon, so I want to find someone to tell my story to. But the people I know are all old people, and the story of an old man should not be attractive to another old man, but fortunately I met you, little Adam."

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Nicolas Flamel smiled:

"Would you like to hear my story?"

"Of course!"

How could Adam not be interested in Nicolas Flamel's own story, told by him?

Under Adam's gaze, Nicolas Flamel slowly spoke:

"Six hundred and sixty-five years ago..."

Nicolas Flamel also told the story before he created the Philosopher's Stone in great detail, but Adam was not impatient. Life in France more than 600 years ago was also very interesting.

However, that period of life accounted for too small a proportion of Nicolas Flamel's life, and Nicolas Flamel soon talked about the Philosopher's Stone:

"When I finally created the Philosopher's Stone, I couldn't believe it. But when I used it to make the first piece of pure gold, the first elixir of life... I finally realized that I had truly accomplished the highest achievement in alchemy."

What follows is a story about what happened after the Philosopher's Stone was created. It feels a bit like a happy story, but Nicolas Flamel's story does not continue to be happy.

This is not the world of Fullmetal Alchemist, and the Philosopher's Stone did not bring him powerful strength, so amid the covetousness of everyone, Nicolas Flamel quickly hid himself with his wife.

Then the story seems to get to the part that Nicolas Flamel really wants to tell:

"I was once extremely proud of my achievement in creating the Philosopher's Stone. In my 665 years of life, I have spent almost half of my time trying to replicate my original success."

"However, after three hundred years, and after countless failures, my last glimmer of hope was shattered. I had to admit that all the honors bestowed upon me by the world were just due to an accident. I did not truly master the ability to refine the Philosopher's Stone. The Philosopher's Stone was just a wonderful coincidence, nothing more."

Chapter 47: Nicolas Flamel's Gift

"But just as I walked out of the laboratory in despair, Perenelle invited me to have dinner together, just like the past three hundred years and more than a hundred thousand days and nights."

"At that moment, I finally realized what a stupid thing I had done! I threw away all the good things in my life and wasted three hundred years on a piece of stone! But it seemed that I woke up too late. My wife and I went from being full of vigor and vitality to being gray-haired, staggering old people."

"Since then I have never thought about the Philosopher's Stone again. I have concentrated on my life with Perenelle. We have visited most countries in this world over the years."

Nicolas Flamel took a sip of his tea, smiled at Adam who looked curious, and continued:

"The elixir of life can only prevent people from dying of old age, but it cannot stop people from aging. It is like the blessing Zeus gave to Tithonus. Therefore, over the years, Perenelle and I have become osteoporotic and our steps are slow..."

"We can't even eat food that needs to be chewed now. Fortunately, the elixir is a potion and not something else. Besides that, we can drink some black tea, hot cocoa and other things."

"Although my body is aging and the people we know have long since left us, I still miss this world. I have always fantasized about living with Perenelle in this world forever, but a few years ago, Perenelle told me that she was tired."

At this point, Nicolas Flamel was somewhat disappointed:

"Under my questioning, she told me that her sense of taste had long since disappeared. To her, the black tea didn't even taste like water. She was exhausted from continuing to live."

"From that moment on, I realized that maybe we should have set off for the next stop a long time ago, but we stayed for so long in a place where we shouldn't have stayed just for something less important."

"So when Dumbledore asked me if I could borrow the Philosopher's Stone, even though I knew it would be destroyed, I still agreed."

"It's time for Perenelle and I to set off for our next stop. After hundreds of years of silence, our lives are finally going to see some unprecedented changes. The most gratifying thing is that Perenelle will be with me. There is nothing more gratifying in the world than this."

Nicolas Flamel couldn't help laughing as he spoke, and it was obvious that he was truly happy from the bottom of his heart.

Adam could probably understand what Nicolas Flamel meant. For Nicolas Flamel, who had lived for more than 600 years, the greatest attraction in the world was his wife.

If he didn't have a wife, continuing to live in this world would be just like being able to drink a few more cups of the same black tea and red wine that he had been drinking for hundreds of years. It would be meaningless.

If continuing to live in this world has become a torture for your wife, then embracing death may not be a bad idea.

For this couple, death is just another great adventure.

For the first time, Adam understood the meaning of these words so deeply.

At this moment, Adam gave up the idea of ​​giving Nicolas Flamel another Philosopher's Stone. He really didn't need the Philosopher's Stone anymore.

"I'm sorry to have to take your time to listen to an old man like me."

"Please don't say that, Mr. Flamel. I'm honored."

Adam said sincerely.

Not only did he gain a lot from listening to the life story of a legendary figure like Nicolas Flamel, but he also gained a lot from it in the form of increased magical power.

Magic is closely related to the soul and mind, and the legendary story of Nicolas Flamel's life, even including his understanding of death, helped Adam much more than the knowledge Adam learned in this year.

"I'm glad to hear you say that."

Nicolas Flamel could see that this relative, whose blood relationship with him was already very thin, had not deceived him, and smiled with relief:

"As a reward for fulfilling my last wish, I would like to give you some gifts."

"……Gift?"

"Actually, it can be considered as an inheritance. After all, you and your grandmother are the only ones in this world who are related to me by blood."

Adam blinked and watched Nicolas Flamel stand up, walk to the cabinet where the Philosopher's Stone was previously placed, and wave at him:

"Come here. Please forgive me for being unable to carry such heavy things as a 600-year-old man... My God, how old was I when I put them here? I was so energetic back then!"

Adam hurried to Nicolas Flamel's side.

"The gifts I want to give you are all in this cabinet."

Nicolas Flamel patted the cabinet beside him, then pointed to the books on the top shelf:

“First of all, it was this book that changed my life.”

As soon as these words came out, Adam already knew what the book was. Sure enough, Nicolas Flamel continued:

"The Book of Abraham of the Jews. Although the creation of the Philosopher's Stone has been proven to be an accident, this book is still very meaningful to me. I hope you won't use it as a table leg."

"I'll keep it well."

Adam nodded solemnly.