The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 31: The Philosopher's Stone Discussion and the New Guest
"So it's reasonable for someone to want to steal the Sorcerer's Stone." Hermione said, "Who wouldn't like a thing that can make people live forever and create gold infinitely?"

"But, since there are such good things, why don't you make more?" Hermione asked with some doubts.

"I don't think they don't want to do it, but they can't do it," Ryan replied.

"Why? Since you can do the first one, how difficult is it to do the second one after mastering the method?"

"When I was in the Hogwarts library, I read a few books about practicing alchemy. Although I don't understand much, I remember one thing very clearly. The core of alchemy is the principle of equivalent exchange."

Ryan waited for Hermione to nod to show that he knew, and then said: "Then think about it, from the perspective of equivalent exchange, what kind of things can increase life in violation of the laws of nature, and at the same time change the nature of matter to make gold?"

Hermione thought for a while, then suddenly covered her mouth with her hands as if frightened.

"You have also thought about it, only at the cost of life can there be such a powerful effect."

"But...but. Nicolas is a friend of Professor Dumbledore, so he shouldn't be a bad person." Hermione stammered.

Ryan knew Hermione had misunderstood it as soon as he heard it. "I didn't say that Nicolas May was a murderer. It's just that when he made the Philosopher's Stone, a large-scale Black Death and smallpox broke out in his residence in Paris. Given the scientific level of that era, infectious diseases caused a lot of deaths. For example The Black Death broke out in 1353, and the death rate in Paris was 40 times that of normal times. In the outbreak of smallpox in 1418, at least 6 people died in Paris within one and a half months. The loss of these lives is likely to provide enough for the production of the Philosopher’s Stone Raw materials. But then there are very few such opportunities.”

"I remember this passage in elementary school history class." Hermione nodded in agreement. "Then let's write to Harry right now and tell them we've found it. That way he and Ron won't have to worry about it over the Christmas holidays."

"I think they might have forgotten about it a long time ago." Ryan complained.

In the end, because Hermione had something to do, Ryan ran to Diagon Alley alone to write today's discovery as a letter owl and sent it to Harry.

……

As Ryan expected, Harry really didn't use his vacation to check information.After the holiday, he and Ron had a great time playing and didn't have much time to think about Flamel.

The dormitories were entirely at their disposal, and the common room was much less crowded than usual, and they were able to occupy some of the more comfortable armchairs by the fire.When Lane's letter arrived, they sat there, eating everything they could poke with a spit—bread, flatbread, mushrooms, and devising scenarios that would get Malfoy fired, even though they were impossible Put it into practice, but it's always nice to talk about it.

"Hey, Harry, there's a letter outside." Ron saw an owl standing outside the window pecking at the glass, with a letter on its feet.

Harry opened the window, and a gust of wind blew snow into his face.He took the letter, and broke off a morsel of bread and butter from the spit to feed the owl.After the owl ate the bread, it flapped its wings and flew away.

"Who gave it to you?" Ron asked.

Harry tore open the envelope and looked at it, and said to Ron, "Lane's letter, he said that he and Hermione have found Nicolas May, and will tell us when they come back from their vacation."

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that Ryan and Hermione, who like to read, are better at this kind of thing. It's right to leave it to them." Ron said to Harry lazily half-lying in the armchair .

After that, they completely let go of this matter in their hearts.Ron began to teach Harry to play wizard chess, which is exactly the same as Muggle chess, but its pieces are all alive, so it feels more like commanding an army to fight.

It's just that Harry, who uses other people's chess pieces, is really not as smooth as Ron, who uses his grandfather's ancestral wizard chess. These chess pieces criticized Harry's chess playing level, making him dizzy.

……

After sending the letter to Harry, Ryan returned to the boring homework in the last few days before Christmas, and then chatted with his parents during the break, decorated the house, and repaired some broken things in the storage room by the way. .With more and more mechanical products, Ryan's mastery of the "Winter House Industrial Manual" is getting higher and higher.

The day before Christmas Eve, Lane even fixed the ancient typewriter that was sitting in the corner of the pantry.This made Mr. Lambert very happy.Because it used to be used by his grandfather and was given to him as a graduation present from elementary school.

Mrs. Sally polished every button and every part of the typewriter to shine, and then put it in the display cabinet in the living room as an ornament.

In the afternoon, Ryan decided to go out for a walk. After all, he was doing homework a few days ago so he didn't go out.

As soon as he walked to the park, before he looked around, the Wanjie Grocery Store suddenly told him that a new customer had come to his door.

Ryan quickly found the public toilet, looked around and no one got into a compartment and locked the door, and then went to the Wanjie grocery store.

When he arrived at the shop, Ryan realized that there was already a customer standing there waiting.

This person is a middle-aged man who is a bit fat and looks a little timid.He was wearing a homespun padded jacket, his head was shaved with a yin and yang head, and a small braid was left behind.

When he saw Ryan suddenly appearing in the store, he hurriedly knelt down and shouted for help from the gods.

Ryan hurriedly walked around the counter and pulled him to stand up. After all, it was really difficult for a person of his father's age to kneel and kowtow in front of him.

"Okay, you must be here because you need help with something. If you have any questions, please speak up. Otherwise, how would I know how to help you?"

After hearing this, the man knelt down again.But in Ryan's angry eyes, he still stopped. "My name is Defu. Because my master was framed by a traitor, my master and I were exiled to HLJ. Now both my mother and my wife have just given birth to babies. The cold air in the house where everyone lives is too severe, and the baby is too cold." I'm sick. I really can't help but walk in the yard in a hurry at night, and then I heard a voice calling from somewhere, so I came here. Daxian, you must save us."

Ryan felt familiar when he heard this. After careful recollection, part of the memory of being a middle-aged and elderly person born in the 90s in his previous life came back.

"Is your master the genius doctor Xilaile?"

"Huh?" Telford opened his mouth in surprise. "The gods also know my master?"

Ryan waved his hand pretending to be mysterious: "When I was drinking with the impermanence, they complained. Your master caused them to run away many times."

"Is my master all right?" Telford asked.

"It's okay, your master has accumulated a lot of merit. All they can do is complain."

"Now that you said it, I need to think about how to help you."

After speaking, Ryan sat behind the counter.Resting his chin on one hand, he began to think.Telford didn't dare to stand there cautiously.

A few minutes later, Ryan clapped his hands, "I know what to do."

(End of this chapter)