"Master, do you know Nicolas Flamel?" During the last tutoring class for Hermione before the Christmas vacation, Hermione finally thought of the question that the Iron Triangle had been pursuing for a long time.
Nicoléme
Garfield naturally knew that he was not interested in a lich-like wizard who locked himself in a decaying body. Since Hermione asked, Garfield told Hermione in a contemptuous tone, "I know, a lich-like wizard,
The body is decayed and the soul is trapped in the body. When Grindelwald was causing trouble in Europe, he went out of his way to save my Queenie's sister and brother-in-law."
Queenie
Another name she had never heard of before. Hermione wanted to know who Queenie was, so she put Nicoléme down temporarily and continued to ask Garfield, "Queenie? Is she the master's wife?"
"I insist on saying she is the master's wife, so be it. In fact, I was originally hired as the chief's maid." Garfield blinked, drank the scented tea under the quilt, lit a cigar and stuffed it into his mouth. He looked a little dazed as he listened.
Hermione pointed at the tea cup next to Hermione, "Concentrate on contacting your transformation spell. You can't defeat the BOSS with Expelliarmus alone."
Hermione had no idea what Garfield was complaining about. Looking at Garfield acting like a social boss in a movie, she chose to continue the contact obediently.
Holding the wand in her hand, Hermione tapped towards the quilt, hoping to turn it into a perfect mouse.
The magic in the wizarding world follows the number of skills you play in the game. When Hermione cast the spell for the thirtieth time, she finally completed the task assigned by Garfield today.
"Master, I did it~!"
(*^▽^*)
Taking a puff of his cigar and making eye circles, Garfield nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, that's all for today's practice. Your courses will change after Christmas. I will find a suitable teacher for you and let him
I’m here to teach you. One thing to remind you first is to keep it a secret.”
"Yes." Hermione nodded obediently. She was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something. It seemed that she hadn't asked Nicolas Flamel what the situation was. "That teacher, what exactly is Nicolas Flamel?"
Man? I just think his name is somewhat familiar, but I can’t remember the specifics.”
According to the spell coverage of the Fidelity Charm that was originally formulated with Hermione, Hermione would study here, and no information could be leaked. Garfield hung his cigar and took out a history of magic book from the bookshelf and threw it to Hermione.
In front of Min, "Nicolas Flamel, Dumbledore's good friend, the creator of the Philosopher's Stone, a rotting zombie like the living dead."
(⊙o⊙)…
Hermione watched as the Philosopher's Stone book opened automatically and landed on Nicolas Flamel's personal information. "Ancient alchemy involves the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, a magical substance with amazing functions. The Philosopher's Stone can transform any metal into
It can be turned into pure gold and can also create the elixir of life, making those who drink the elixir immortal forever.
Over the centuries, there have been many reports about the Philosopher's Stone, but the only remaining Philosopher's Stone belongs to the famous alchemist and opera lover Mr. Nicolas Flamel. He celebrated his 665th birthday last year and is now with his wife
Perenal (658 years old) lived in seclusion in Devon together.
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ε=(′ο｀*)))Alas
"Can turn metal into gold" (ΩДΩ) little Hermione's expression became very rich. Hermione's parents are both dentists. In the European social class, the most abundant and detailed medical information is dentistry. Due to the large number of
As for my sweets intake, I would go to the dentist several times a year if I could.
Although Hermione's family is not rich, she is still in the upper-middle-class wealthy class. Coupled with being well-read, Hermione can also tell how much gold is worth.
"Stop shouting. It's true that the magic stone can turn items into gold. It requires the magic power of the magic stone. Besides, what's so exciting about gold?" Garfield's face was disdainful. In his eyes,
Gold is a junk metal in the universe.
"Gold, Master, one ounce of gold is worth more than 200 pounds. If you exchange it for gold Galleons..." In front of Hermione, a hill made of gold bricks appeared, and the golden brilliance was reflected by the fire.
It was going to blind Hermione's eyes.
Hermione swore that this was the most gold she had ever seen in her life, and the impact was really shocking to her.
"Master... these... my eyes..." Hermione really didn't know what to say. If she had to say it, it would be if she was reclining on the soft chair in front of her.
She's not a fat orange cat chewing a cigar. As long as she's a human being, she might have to consider getting married.
"It's just a little bit of gold. There are a lot of this stuff in the universe. Of course, it can't be taken casually. High-intensity cosmic radiation can kill 99% of the human beings on the earth. If you want a real
To use them, special processing is required." Garfield looked at Hermione's inexperienced look and threw a piece to her at any time.
"Master, what is this?" A gold brick weighing dozens of kilograms. Hermione didn't even know how much it was worth.
Garfield: "Think of it as an early Christmas gift to you. This is a standard 25 kilogram gold brick. 25 kilograms (kilograms) = 881.84904874 ounces. The current gold price is roughly 25W pounds, which should be converted into about 50,000 pounds."
, you can convert it yourself. Oh, by the way, go and exchange it at Gringotts and let Professor McGonagall take you there, otherwise you may be cheated." Goblins are greedy, even if they open a bank.
In the face of huge wealth, all rules are false. For example, Voldemort knew that his Horcrux Golden Cup was stolen, and he was so angry that he directly massacred the entire Gringotts who were loyal to him.
"I understand, Master." Looking at the gold brick in front of her, Hermione couldn't move it even with all her strength. Looking at his little nutria apprentice, Garfield cast a stretching spell on her school uniform pocket and gave her
Landline calls were made to increase defense.
Stuffing her high-end clothes into her pocket, Hermione walked out of the tower where Garfield lived with inexplicable excitement.
Hermione's mood gradually calmed down after returning to Gryffindor, and she planned to tell Harry and Ron the information about Nicolas Flamel that she had obtained from Garfield. However, under the rules of the spell, Hermione could not do anything about it.
It was impossible to tell them Nicoléme's name, or even to show them the book.
Only at this moment did Hermione realize that the magic of the wizarding world was beyond her imagination and knowledge.
Hermione knew she couldn't accept the answer, so Harry and Ron searched everywhere like headless flies. Of course, before the holiday, they still learned the name of the three-headed dog was Fluffy from the big-mouthed Hagrid.
The cold north wind
Big white snowflakes fell from the sky, Hogwarts was shrouded in a layer of white, and Christmas was here.
