Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

As soon as he heard the word "resurrection", Hoffa's ears were immediately erected. Suddenly, all the big bangs and the saving of the world were all left behind by him.

"What? You can resurrect?"

"Yes."

Nicholas Flamel took out the necklace, "I have already I have been seeking for many years, but I still lack some things. You can only make up for these things."

He tremblingly waved to Hoffa, "You come with me."

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After finishing speaking, he pulled out an old key from the bottle, touched the wall, inserted the key into an unremarkable hole in the wall, and clicked it around.

The wall rumblingly opened to both sides, exposing a deep blue ice wall behind, and suddenly the cold inside the house was pressing.

Hoffa scratched his head. There is ice behind the wall. What kind of medicine does this guy sell in bottle gourd?

I saw Nicholas Flamel tighten the robe on his body, drew out the wand, and clicked on the ice wall. The wall actually opened a pair of light blue eyes, and the blue eyes looked at Nicholas Flamel, glanced at Hoffa again, and then clicked and separated it up and down, as if opening a mouth. Those light blue ice bricks were his teeth.

Nicholas Flamel beckoned to Hoffa, and then he slowly walked down the light blue ice mouth.

Hoffa frowned and walked behind him, "What is this?"

"Ice Goblin, help me guard the treasure house."

Speaking, Nicholas Flamel He shuddered, and tapped a wand on himself, and a burst of azure smoke appeared, dispelling the dense icy edges on his body.

The two of them went all the way down, and the water vapor they exhaled almost turned into ice flowers in the blink of an eye.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, gradually dropping to about one hundred degrees below zero, and it is still falling. Even at night, Hoffa felt that his body was overwhelmed. The blood seemed to be frozen to death. He could feel that his lungs were freezing fast and healing fast. It was very painful, but for the purpose of "resurrection". , He forcibly endured it without saying a word.

Walking to the bottom of the ice tunnel, a pure steel gate appeared in front of it, and it was densely covered with close and numerous chains and keyholes. The Vault lock of the Swiss Bank was also just this.

When Hoffa was surprised at what Nicholas Flamel was hiding, the protection was so tight.

Nicholas Flamel said: "Don't touch the iron door. It is a blasting lock. As long as someone touches it, it will definitely explode."

After that, old man Turning a corner, I knocked wand on the most unremarkable ice wall on the opposite side of the strong steel gate. The ice surface again Dissendium, revealing another concealed downward staircase.

Hoffa exhales a white breath, thinking that this old man is really shady, and uses a steel gate as a blindfold. If someone else comes down to steal something, he will definitely think that treasure is hidden behind the iron gate. , If you touch it, you will be blown up.

But he became curious again, what on earth deserves Nicholas Flamel's attention so much, is it the legendary Philosopher's Stone?

With such doubts, the two of them walked down the deep stairs together.

The temperature is lower and the color is darker.

Reaching to the bottom, Nicholas Flamel waved the wand, "Fluorescence is flying."

Countless silver light spots flew out of the wand, illuminating the small ice basement.

Hoffa's expression remains the same. The darkness has no effect on his vision. He has already seen the furnishings of the basement. There are only two things in the basement.

A freezer, an iron box on the table.

"What on earth are you taking me to see?" he asked.

Nicholas Flamel raised wand and clicked on the wall.

On the frosty wall, a huge pattern is exposed.

That is a simple trinity pattern, with three elements surrounding a point.

"I don't know if you have heard of blood, flesh, bones, and soul." Nicholas Flamel slowly said, "The four substances that make up the human body."

Hoffa looked at the triangle on the wall, slowly nodded.

"Among these four substances, apart from the soul which is irreplaceable, fleshy body is indeed a replaceable item. Many wizards have realized this since ancient times."

Nicholas. Flamel raised the necklace in his hand and whispered, "This is why I have to keep Chloe’s soul anyway. If her soul is sent to Death Secret Realm, then look for it. It's almost impossible to come back."

Hoffa exhaled a mouthful of white mist, thinking of something. The fist couldn't help clenching.

"I want to resurrect her." Nicholas Flamel: "But it is not ordinary blood, flesh, and bone that can be resurrected. The conditions here are extremely harsh..."

"I know." Hoffa interrupted him: "Father's bones, enemy's blood, servants' flesh. Right?"

"Hiss!"

Nicholas .Flamel sucked in a breath of cold air, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "You know? Have you studied?"

Hoffa shook his head and looked at the old man holding it in his hand. Wearing the necklace, whispered: "I just heard about it, but I haven't really seen it. Why, have you got all these elements?" Nicholas .Flamel nodded, walked to the side of the table. In front of the iron box, clicked to open the box, and Hoffa took a look at it-it was a bright red bone, as if it had just been taken off the human body.

"This is the bone of Chloe's father." Nicholas Flamel said, "It is also the bone of my great-great-grandson who accidentally lost his right leg in a car accident."

Car accident?

Hoffa thought for a moment: "Father's bones are already there, do you need me to contribute a piece of the servant's meat?"

"It's very good that you can think so,"

Nicholas .Flamel laughed, "If you can use your flesh to resurrect, that would be great, but if you don’t want to, we can also find other servants. This condition is not too harsh ."

"But, the blood of the enemy..."

Hoffa immediately frowned, realizing the problem, Chloe is a peaceful nun, front half All spent in the monastery, the enemy from nowhere, even if there is an enemy, it is the group of nacui that destroyed the monastery.

But fifty years have passed, and the ** has long since turned gray. Where can I find the enemy's blood?

Nicholas Flamel saw Hoffa’s worries, he said with a smile, "Do you think I haven’t done anything for fifty years, Bach."

I saw him Walking to the only freezer in the room, he proudly said: "This is exactly the purpose for me to build this ice room. For fifty years, I will keep a blood for fifty years without damage."

After speaking, he jerked open the door of the freezer.

The white cold air assaults the senses, wait until the ice mist clears.

Hoffa saw a black, crumpled body lying in the freezer. He was leaning against the freezer, skinny like a monkey, and his strange face covered with frost was vaguely confused and confused.

Recognizing his identity, Hoffa immediately widened his eyes, and took a step back involuntarily, pressing his palm subconsciously on the scar on his chest.

Mance! !

The only person Chloe ever killed in her life, her only enemy. He appeared in front of him again after fifty years, still maintaining the posture he had just died.

At this moment, his breathing freezes.

Then a touch of ecstasy appeared on his face, like ecstasy as if the girl who had been chasing hard for several years finally succeeded, which made him feel the goodwill of this world again.

Nicholas .Flamel said with a smile: "Everything you experienced in Bournemouth that year was under my observation. I took back his body within a few minutes after you left. , Over the past fifty years, I have carefully taken care of this corpse, regardless of the cost, I assure you that the blood of this corpse must be fresh and usable."

"Then resurrect, what are you waiting for "

Hoffa grabbed the old man's shoulder, "Blood, bones, flesh, soul, all the conditions are there, hurry up and revive her."

"It hurts. ......"

Probably he was too excited, Nicholas Flamel almost never got his shoulder off.

Hoffa realized that she had lost self-control and quickly let go of her palm.

"You think too much, how simple it is. Although I am good at alchemy, I am not good at making human beings." Nicholas Flamel sighed: "It is said that many years ago, the greatest Alchemist The second child of Peverier’s three brothers, Cadmus Peverier, has been obsessed with the study of resurrection after losing his lover. He has not only developed the Resurrection Stone to preserve the soul, but also Developed the secret technique for the human body.

Although in the end, he could not really resurrect his lover. But he left this secret technique, and the human body is made into a secret technique, which is the highest in the wizard world. The alchemy mystery is also one of the most taboo magic."

paused, he said with a bitter smile: "Although I know, the three most important materials needed, the father’s bones, and the enemy’s blood , The servant’s flesh. But this doesn’t mean that I can just make a pot and throw these three things in, and then I can refine a body. This ability to create life must be extremely sophisticated and extremely complicated."

paused, he said: "I need a real recipe, a real primordial recipe with details, and this recipe is known to only one person in the world."

Hoffa stared wide- eyed, what was expected: "Difficult...Could it be..."

Nicholas .Flamel looked at him, his eyes flashed with a kind of fanaticism that belongs to Alchemist, this kind of fanaticism Hoffa I have also seen it in Norbert’s eyes: "Yes, the only knower of the true details of this secret technique, the only bloodline left by Cadmus Peverier-is also your student

Tom .Marvolo .Riddle."