In 1330, a man named Nicholas Flammel was born in France. There was nothing worthy of praise in his childhood. Even in his youth, he still considered himself ordinary.

Although there were countless mysterious events that happened to him at this time, no one, including himself, discovered that he was actually a wizard. In that era, the wizards had already established their own schools and isolated themselves from the Muggle society. Perhaps he was the fish that slipped through the magic education.

So he used his clever mind to choose to make a living by copying books and illustrations on the streets of Paris. He also recruited students and taught them to copy books and illustrations together. Because he received a good Muggle education, his skills were very superb. Many nobles asked him to re-copy and attach illustrations for his family's collection of books.

It was this opportunity that made him truly step into the gate of mysticism. During that time, he really discovered that the legendary alchemy could really be used...

When no one noticed, his research on alchemy became increasingly profound, until one day he suddenly announced that he had conquered an ultimate proposition in the field of alchemy - converting mercury into gold.

All of this is due to a perfect red crystal produced by him based on a mysterious ancient book survey, deduction, and production. He called it the fifth element besides water, fire, earth, and wind, the essence of all elements, the Sage Stone, the Philosopher Stone, the Magic Stone, etc.

This stone with unknown origin can turn mortals into metals, turn metals into gold, and can also be equipped with immortal potions to prolong life.

Relying on this technology, he became the top tycoon at that time, carried out charity work in Paris, and built a total of fourteen hospitals.

There were few records of him afterwards, and people only knew that he and his wife eventually died in 1417, but when the tomb robbers dug his grave, nothing was seen.

Nicholas Flammel, this is the full pronunciation of his name, and in the UK, because of their unique habit of pronunciation, the name sounds like Nicole Lemay.

Many people speculate that Nick Lemay is not dead, and people keep claiming that he has seen this mysterious alchemist, but few people are really sure of one thing, that is, he is not dead, and lives in Paris, accepted by the wizard group there, and lived in seclusion very secretly.

For the next six hundred years, he lived alone with his wife and conducted his own research. No one knew how pedantic he would be now.

But now, the longest-lived person in the world is preparing to die.

"It's been more than six hundred and sixty years..." Nick Lemay murmured to himself, "Time is sometimes so weird. When you can't feel it, it slips away quietly. Perenel, are you still listening?"

“Hu~Hu~”

Nick Lemay turned around and found that his wife had quietly fallen asleep beside him. Then he lay on the rocking chair, quietly looking at the view outside the window, and fell asleep.

In fact, Nick Lemay had long wanted to die, but his deep love for his wife and his love for the world are still strong, so he left him in the world.

Some people say that immortality is a gift, but for Nick Lemay, immortality is also a curse.

But for Nick, whether it is gifts or curses, it is his own choice, and now, he just wants to end it as decently as possible, before things get worse.

That's right, it's even worse.

He was not worried about the return of the Dark King's revenge, because he had never been afraid of the first generation of Dark King in the past, let alone this incompetent second generation of Dark King.

He was just worried that the couple would become older, so old that they completely lost all their abilities, all their emotions, all their attachments, and went to the kingdom of the dead in an inhuman manner, which was too ugly.

Yes, getting old. Immortal medicine can prolong their lives, but it cannot prevent them from getting old. Now they cannot even choose to go out and enjoy the entire Shakespeare drama.

Therefore, the idea of ​​choosing death has been wandering in his mind for a long time, but he has never been sure when he chooses to die, which is more appropriate.

It was almost a hundred years ago that he could walk from his doorstep to the theater in the center of the town without much effort. From then on, he had sensed that his weakness was further aggravated.

The thought of embracing death from then on was lingering in his mind.

Something is always left behind when a person dies, not only refers to corpses that are useless, or a large number of relics that are not present. Although he is sure that once he dies, the entire magic world will focus his attention on his relics, but there are some precious things that outsiders do not know, and he has no descendants, or even decent students.

So he decided to gather all his life's learning, remove the drought and preserve the essence, and write a book and a monograph on alchemy. As for the name, he had long thought of it, it was called "The Book of Abraham of Judah", which was an ancient alchemy book he accidentally discovered in his youth. It inspired Nicole Lemay, led him on the road of alchemy, and inspired him to make a philosopher's stone.

So now when Nicole Lemay wanted to write a book, he thought of it immediately. Since this book is gone, it is better to upgrade it in a comprehensive way.

After discussing with his wife Perenell, he began the work and planned to embrace death after it was finished.

But something suddenly changed, Europe was in turmoil, and a man named Gellert Grindelwald made the whole of Europe turn upside down.

At this moment, he met a child with great talent, named Albus Dumbledore, who came to learn and defeat Grindelwald.

The time he lived with Dumbledore was the last exciting time for Nick Lemay. He wanted to pass on all his knowledge to this genius boy. Unfortunately, Dumbledore was not in alchemy. He left after studying for a while and wanted to find the power to defeat Grindelwald.

Later, the boy succeeded, and he became the savior of the whole Europe and received unanimous praise from the whole Europe. When he mentioned his schooling experience with Nick Lemay, Nick Lemay knew that his peaceful days were about to disappear, so he left Europe and moved to a hidden place that Dumbledore looked for him.

There is Devon, England, located on the English Channel, and you can gaz on the hometown from Nick's window. Although you can only see a corner of the land, it is enough.

Here he continued to complete his works, his physical condition was no longer suitable for research, but he was unwilling to stop writing and thinking for a moment.

After that, similar turmoil occurred in the British magic world, but in that turmoil, he was not affected much, and then the guy who was known as the second generation of the Dark King disappeared like this.

Then the disappearing minions of the second generation of Dark King didn't know where they got the news that Nick Lemay was living in seclusion in the UK, intending to obtain the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect their master.

In order to protect the old man who was almost weak enough to resist, Dumbledore took away the Philosopher's Stone from him and existed in the Gringott with great fanfare.

Now that the revised version of "The Book of Abraham of Jews" has been completed, Nick Lemay finally breathed a sigh of relief. The only regret now is that he cannot find a qualified successor.

But time is no longer on his side. It is finally time to part ways as a friend who has been a lifelong friend.

"Ding Dong-!" Just as Nicolame was about to sleep, a doorbell called him back to awakening.

"Who is here to disturb the old man's sleep?"

The old man opened the door cursingly. The one standing outside was Dumbledore, who had not seen for a long time. This time, a few young people were following him.

"Dumbledore? Shouldn't you be worried about the mysterious people?"

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head: "The mysterious man is no longer a problem for us. Today I am visiting you for another thing. Let me introduce you to you. This is Ronan, a Chinese, but he is also a master of alchemy."

"Oh... it's a Chinese..." Nicolemay went up and down for a long time and said, "It's really young, is this the successor you found for me?"

"No, no, this is a serious alchemy master, Ronan Eastwood."

"Not the successor? Then what did you lead him to do?"

"I want to discuss whether Ariana can be resurrected..."

The old man got angry when he heard this, turned his head and walked into the door, almost closing it, but Dumbledore was quick-eyed and stuck it.

Old Man Deng quickly explained: "Listen to me, Nick, I was not whimsical, but I really found the unfinished puzzle... Master Ronan mastered the technology of creating artificial humans."

"Hermoncles..." Nicolme was lost for a moment, but he still questioned habitually: "This is impossible..."

Ronan: "You can even make the Sage Stone. It's not too outrageous that I can make artificial humans, right? Master Nicolamee?"

Nicolemay looked at Ronan and still felt incredible. He said in confusion: "But you are too young... Could it be that Albus asked to play me?"

Let me first say that I am no longer as good as before, and even alchemy is difficult to use, so I can’t help you.”

Ronan smiled and said the truth about himself: "Although I look only twenty years old at most, and although I always claim to be eighteen to the outside world, my actual age this year is about one hundred and twenty years old. You wouldn't think that you are the only one who knows how to make the magic stone, right?"

Ronan continued to explain: "The Sage Stone, the essence of the element, is actually a materialized soul. The reason why it can turn stones into gold and the reason why it can refine immortal medicines is all due to this. In this world, if there is one person besides you who knows the whole truth about this thing, then I am the only one. The Sage Stone for 600 years, Nick Lemay, how many souls have you used?"

Nicolemay was shocked and almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!