Be The Main God From Naruto

Nicole May, the "Old Man" born in 1330, came to Hogwarts.

"Please."

Wang Yan waved his hand, and a cup of hot black tea appeared in the old man's hand.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

Nicole May lowered her head and took a sip of tea, her tiredness dissipated a little, and her turbid eyes were slightly clear.

He sighed, put down the teacup, and said in a low voice, "Professor Wang Yan, Dumbledore told me that you are the most outstanding and best prophet in the world right now."

The other party's behavior of wearing a high hat failed to make Wang Yan's mood fluctuate at all.

He just looked at the old man indifferently.

Strictly speaking, Nicole May is not a magician with an orthodox education, but an alchemist who has become a monk.

"I want to ask you to predict my future."

Nicole May was a little dejected.

He didn't quite understand why he gave the Philosopher's Stone for free, and killed it with Voldemort.

Destroying the Philosopher's Stone means he can no longer make elixir.

Nicoleme knew very well that this was to completely eliminate the Dark Lord's layout, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Before this year, he had always believed that although the seclusion life of himself and his wife was plain, they were also very happy and content.

But as soon as this year, after Harry Potter entered school, he and his wife felt "tired of living" at the same time.

The death that was originally feared like a tiger seems to have become less terrifying.

He even told Dumbledore himself that "death is nothing but a wonderful adventure".

This year, Nicole May felt like a poor **** manipulated by the ropes of fate, always doing things against her heart.

Now, Nicoleme came to Wang Yan.

He wants to ask, what will his future be like?

Like the legendary Merlin, become King Arthur's guide; or become the object of understatement and brushstroke in the legend?

This is important.

"I already know your purpose."

Wang Yan gave Nicole May a sympathetic look.

He popped out his index finger and dotted it between his eyebrows.

Invisible and intangible fluctuations spread into the depths of Nicole May's consciousness.

He saw the end he "deserved".

One of the Dark Lord's remnants was wiped out.

He is the only one in the justice camp who pays the price for it.

"For Nicole May, death is like a long day and a rest."

The old man opened his eyes, expressionless, as if wearing a human skin mask on his face: "That's it?"

There was anger lurking in his words.

That's not the ending Nicole May wanted!

"That's right."

Wang Yan looked at Nicole May sympathetically: "Your destiny is the [Victim], it is destined."

"The doomed ending... can it be changed?"

Nicole May bit her lower lip, her eyes full of misery.

An old monster who has lived for more than 600 years, will he choose to die with Voldemort's remnant soul?

A long life means plenty of experience.

In Nicolemay's view, Voldemort was not as terrible as the British wizarding world made it sound.

Just another lunatic who wants to rule others.

He couldn't tolerate the feeling that his mind was being manipulated, that's why he asked such a question.

Wang Yan said lightly: "Yes, but some external help is needed."

After speaking, many illusory scenes appeared in front of Nicole May.

Looking at that scene, he vaguely understood...

From the moment you fell to the ground, your life was already doomed.

The materials needed to make the magic stone have now completely disappeared, and the energy contained in the magic stone in his hand is gradually running out.

This means that even if he doesn't want to accept that ending and doesn't want to destroy the Philosopher's Stone, he will accept the fate of death in the not-too-distant future.

Nicole May took a deep breath.

He seemed determined: "What price do I have to pay?"

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "There is only one thing about you that I can value."

Talking to smart people doesn't take much effort.

Nicole May quickly realized what Wang Yan needed.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took out a fist-sized castor bag from his waist, which was imprinted with various mysterious patterns.

Nicole May pulled out an odd book from it.

It was an old and huge book.

It does not use paper or sheepskin like other magic books, but is made of delicate and smooth bark, which is even fragrant with herbal sap.

The cover is tightly wrapped in brass, and it is covered with text or strange symbols.

Nicole May, who has not received a systematic wizard education, was able to create the Philosopher's Stone entirely because of an accident.

More than 600 years ago, he was just an ordinary person. One night, he dreamed that an angel gave him a book and told him to study it carefully.

When Nicole May woke up, she found this strange book by her side.

He habitually called it the Gospel of God.

He could barely understand less than one percent of the content in this book, which is the manufacturing part of the Philosopher's Stone.

In the course of more than 600 years of life, Nicole May's magical knowledge reserve and attainments have improved a lot, but his understanding of this book has not increased at all.

Still only at that one percent level.

So even if he knew it was a rare treasure, he gave it away without hesitation.

The longer you live, the more you understand the meaning of life.

Immortality includes all the dreams and pursuits that human beings can imagine.

As long as you are alive, there are infinite possibilities.

When a person dies, there is nothing left.

"Rare treasures?"

Wang Yan took the book with a playful smile on his face.

"It's not a treasure."

"It's a key, that's all."

As he spoke, the power of time surged in Wang Yan's hands.

crackling...

The exquisite and gorgeous thick books turned into diamond flowers and butterflies, and the pieces dissipated in the air.

Nicole May couldn't understand what Wang Yan was doing.

He just waited quietly.

"…very good."

Wang Yan smiled and flicked his finger at Nicole May.

Whoa!

Dramatic changes began to occur in the body.

The old and withered face was rejuvenated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Grey hair turned golden.

Withered bark-like skin becomes the soft and oily skin of young people.

The turbid eyes are also as blue and clear as the clear sky.

Wang Yan must admit that when Nicole May was young, he was a handsome young man with a very artistic temperament.

"This…"

Nicole May rubbed his face and body in disbelief.

He trembled with excitement, looked at Wang Yan gratefully, opened his mouth, but was too excited to speak.

"Just a deal, no need to say much."

Wang Yan said with a smile, "I'm in a good mood, so your wife has also regained her youth, and I have given her an almost eternal lifespan just like you."

"As long as you don't leave the planet under your feet, and the planet is not destroyed, you can always survive."

"By the way..."

"Send you another ride."

As he spoke, Wang Yan waved his hand and sent Nicole May back to the other party's seclusion place.

Just like what Wang Yan said.

He doesn't do charity, it's a deal.

Compared to Nicola May, he earns more...