Silent forest, weird wooden house, old man with white hair.
If such a combination appeared in the supernatural world, it would be 100% haunted.
But this is Harry Potter after all, a magical world.
Wu Ming didn't know whether the old man was a hermit or an expert, or if it was just a coincidence that he resolved a crisis of his own.
"It's really interesting. Even I didn't notice that there are still living people here!" Edward turned around slowly, with excitement in his words, and walked towards the cabin step by step.
Everything was quiet around him, and the old man in the wooden house was still chopping firewood, as if he had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ming and Hermione looked at each other and watched more carefully.
Whistling in his mouth, Edward waltzed slowly towards the cabin.
However, just when the other party reached the door, Edward stopped and had no intention of moving forward.
"What happened? Why did he stop?" Hermione turned around and asked Wu Ming her doubts.
Wu Ming shook his head slightly after hearing the sound. He didn't know what Edward felt, but through the other person's eyes, he noticed the solemnity in Edward's eyes.
Under his solemn gaze, Edward no longer moved forward, but slowly stretched out his hand.
The slender fingers moved forward slowly, and the movements seemed extremely gentle.
...sizzling...
Visible to the naked eye, Edward's finger trembled slightly, and an electric spark flashed from the other person's finger.
The next second, Edward lowered his head slightly, as if he thought of something. While hesitating, he took out a handful of fine sand from his pocket and sprinkled it little by little under his feet.
The scattered fine sand comes in seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple, and looks beautiful.
After a while, the colorful sand began to burn, and among the smoke, a blue mesh-shaped barrier appeared in front of everyone.
Looking at the mesh-shaped barrier in front of him, Edward stood there, unmoved for a long time.
A few minutes later, just when Wu Ming thought that Edward would choose to attack the barrier, the other party simply turned around and left.
Yes, just leave without any hesitation.
Wu Ming looked at the other party, turned into black smoke and rushed into the distance, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"He just left like this?" Hermione's eyes were full of confusion, and the same was true for Wu Ming beside her.
Wu Ming carefully looked at the wooden house, or at the old man inside, as he walked out of the range of the invisibility barrier: "Old sir, are you Mr. Nico Flamel?"
Click...
Another ax shadow fell, and the old man inside slowly raised his head and smiled at Wu Ming.
What kind of smile is this? The other person's hair is like withered grass, and the skin on his face is full of wrinkles. Among them, at least two-thirds of the teeth are missing. Combined with the cloudy eyes, he looks like he is about to die.
Wu Ming had no doubt that the other party would die and fall to the ground in the next second.
This feeling is very real and very impactful.
When Wu Ming saw Grindelwald, he also looked old. But compared to this old man, Grindelwald was definitely a young and strong man. Even his children and grandchildren believed him.
"Uncle, look..." Hermione pointed to the door of the wooden house, where there was a faded door number.
Wu Ming raised his eyes and looked carefully, and found that there was vague handwriting on the house number, and he could barely make out the word Nico.
"It seems that this old man is really Nico Flamel, but is he too old?" Wu Ming looked at the house number, then looked at the old man who had lost his front teeth, and his face looked a little ugly.
Nico Flamel, who was chopping firewood, seemed to be aware of Wu Ming's thoughts, and said tremblingly: "You two, you are so far away that you are a guest, do you want to come in and sit for a while?"
Wu Ming thought for a moment, he came to France this time just to invite Nico Flamel to come out.
Although the old man in front of him looked a bit on the verge of death, he probably still had a few tricks up his sleeve to scare Edward away.
"Okay, please excuse me, old man!" Wu Ming nodded in agreement and walked towards the door of the wooden house.
When the two of them arrived in front of the barrier, the entire network-like barrier quickly opened, revealing a passage.
Passing through the passage opened by the barrier, Wu Ming and Hermione walked side by side and opened the door of the wooden house.
Opening the door and walking in, the entire wooden house does not look as small as the outside. The overall area is almost the size of two basketball courts. The four walls are covered with various books, and there is a test bench in the middle.
"Mr. Nico Flamel, I'm here this time... Oh, thank you!"
As soon as Wu Mingyang opened his mouth, Nico Flamel came over with a plate of tea and a teapot in his right hand.
Out of courtesy to the strong man, Wu Ming thanked him and took the tea. However, when he tried to take the teapot, he was not allowed to do so.
"It is the host's duty to serve tea to guests." Although Nico Flamel was old, he still did not agree with Wu Ming's act of pouring tea for himself.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ming was speechless and could only watch Nico Flamel tremblingly pick up the tea cup and lift the teapot with great effort.
The tea flowed down from the mouth of the pot and fell into the golden tea cup.
Wu Ming stared at Nico's hand, because in just a moment, the other person's hand trembled more violently, and even a lot of tea was spilled.
"Uncle, Mr. Nicolas Flamel, is he too old?" Seeing that Nicolas Flamel was struggling to even pour tea, Hermione couldn't help but said quietly.
You know, the purpose of finding Nicola Flamel this time was to fight against Edward. But now, it is extremely difficult for Nicola Flamel to pour tea, and it is even harder to say whether he can fight against Edward.
"Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is hard to seal!" Wu Ming was also a little discouraged. Such Nico Flamel really couldn't give him much confidence.
"Try the tea snacks. I made these. I hope you like them!" Nicolas Flamel trembled and pushed the plate with tea snacks, indicating that the two of them could enjoy it.
Wu Ming responded with a smile, but instead of feasting, he said: "Mr. Nico Flamel, are you an awakened person?"
"Awakened? What awakened?" Nico Flamel's eyes were cloudy, as if he didn't understand at all.
Wu Ming glanced at the other party in astonishment. He didn't know if Nico Flamel was pretending to be confused or if he really hadn't heard of it. He could only explain: "This world has been set up in a special way by an existence called the Lord God Space."
Space. The time here will go backwards at a certain point and reincarnate again and again."
"Oh, I know this!" Nico Flamel nodded, tried hard to think about it for a while, and then said: "I still have some impression of the little girl next to you. I should have seen her before."
Dumbledore said before that Hermione met Nico Flamel when she first traveled through time.
Hearing the other party's voluntary admission, Wu Ming felt very good and asked: "Old sir, are you also an awakened person in this world like Professor Dumbledore?"
"The Awakened One, Dumbledore!" Nico Flamel thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I am different from him, he is the one who is truly awakened. And I am just because of my higher strength, so the world reset has no impact on me.
The impact is relatively small. Every time I reset, I can barely remember what I want to remember."
Hearing such a statement, Wu Ming was a little disappointed, but he also had an intuitive impression of Nico Flamel's power.
You know, the one who reset the world of Harry Potter is the main god of the main god space. Under such circumstances, Nico Flamel can still remember what he wants to remember. His strength is definitely not simple.
"Well, this old man is a bit old, but he can scare Edward away, and he can still remember what he wants to remember during the reset, so he probably won't be that weak. It just so happens that Hogwarts still lacks one
It would be great if a Bodhisattva could abduct him!" Wu Ming thought so, and his eyes towards Nico Flamel slowly became hotter.