Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Nick Flamel spoke slowly for a long time, and the people present could only wait for him to finish.

Among them, Fleur, who was the most guilty, suddenly heard a lot of secrets from the respected Mr. Flamel.

She was very sad and angry.

It turned out that the last straw that broke the camel's back for France was actually from Nick's hands, completely cutting off France's last possibility of resistance.

It's rare that this most respected old man doesn't love France anymore? Doesn't he love Beauxbatons anymore?

And Shaw can actually repair the Philosopher's Stone that is about to be destroyed and use it to give France the most heart-breaking blow!

Lupin didn't react much and calmly began to make tea for the guests.

Shaw glanced at the calm Lupin and thought that it was difficult to meet him, and there would always be unexpected interruptions.

But it is indeed more important to deal with Nick, an old man who is more than 600 years old.

After hearing that the old man wanted to teach, Shaw shook his head.

"I may disappoint you. I am really interested in alchemy, but at this time, I cannot spend too much time to study it."

Fleur, who was angry, was even more angry now.

She had always dreamed of becoming Nick's apprentice, but she did not expect that this opportunity would be offered to Shore, but he refused without even thinking about it!

Although she was a daughter of a genius, she might be the focus in other places, but no one present would care about her thoughts.

Nick took the tea handed over by Lupin, and without waiting for the boiling tea to cool down, he took a sip to moisten his dry throat, and then said with some regret.

"It's a pity, but you are right. The future depends on you, and you really shouldn't divide your energy into alchemy that is useless to you for the time being."

Seeing Nick Flamel in such a state, looking like he would die at any time, Shore had given up the idea of ​​asking him to come out.

No matter how black-hearted he was, he could not be so black-hearted.

Then who should be asked to study the light ball in Asgard? There was no suitable candidate for the time being, so Shaw stopped worrying.

After all, he still owed the old man a favor, so he asked directly.

"Mr. Flamel came to England for something else, right? If it's within my ability, I will definitely not refuse."

Nick put down the teacup tremblingly, and said slowly with a smile.

"What can I ask for as a living dead person pulled out of the coffin by Albus?

If Albus hadn't said that Britain is changing with each passing day, let me come and see and give some suggestions.

He also said that I can't die now, I have to live to shock some people, otherwise I will be a sinner in the magic world.

He also said that you are an interesting person, so my rotten heart has a little interest."

It's very difficult to talk to Nick. The other party speaks slowly and softly, and you have to concentrate to hear clearly.

And the old man is a bit talkative, as if if he doesn't say more, he will have no chance to say anything in the future.

Fortunately, Shaw is very patient when he should be patient.

In addition to asking him to study the energy ball, he actually had a lot of questions to ask this living fossil, but he also knew that people like him were least afraid of coercion.

Fortunately, the other party liked to chat, so he patiently followed the question.

"How do you feel now, sir?"

Nick lay back on the recliner, not caring about the angry Furong, and hurried forward to carefully cover the old man with a blanket.

Nick curled up his thin body, found a comfortable posture, and then replied.

"Everything is fine, the only thing is that you are not as interesting as Albus said, and you are as old-fashioned as those old men. I remember you are only 15 years old."

Shaw's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and he didn't know how to reply.

Nick seemed to be able to see through all the worldly affairs, and he was also an elder who loved children.

"But it's not your fault. The times have put too much pressure on you. You have to become calm, wise, mature and steady.

If it was a peaceful era, I think you would be a good student with excellent character and learning, respecting the virtuous and loving the young, and you would have a wonderful student life."

Shor actually wanted to laugh a little. Even in a peaceful era, a "traveler" like himself would not be content with being ordinary.

But as the conversation went on, he happened to mention something he wanted to know.

"Yes, who doesn't yearn for a pure and flawless childhood.

But the pedantic Pure Blood Sect, the evil Twin Snake Society, and the shrinking Helpo are all unfavorable factors that can overturn wizards at any time at the turn of the century.

How dare I relax for a moment?

Just now, I saw many little wizards accompanying their parents to visit the campus. Although I can't enjoy this kind of beauty, I don't allow others to destroy it."

Shor is now eloquent and speaks powerfully, which really stunned the three audiences present.

But the subsequent reactions of the three people were different.Different.

Lupin's face flashed a trace of entanglement, but soon he calmed down again.

Fleur's mood fluctuated the most, and she opened her mouth and wanted to express her opinion.

She wanted to question whether Shaw could invade other countries without reason even if he had a great reason? Could he destroy the beauty of Bubbaston?

But no one cared about her.

Especially Mr. Flamel turned his head and glanced at her slightly, with a hint of warning and comfort.

Fleur had no choice but to continue to play the role of a maid honestly.

Nick had seen a lot of things in his life. What kind of deceptive speeches had he not heard? He had no empathy at all.

But what Shaw said was true, so he nodded to show his approval.

"Well said."

Shaw stared at the old man, old man, aren't you a chatterbox? That's it?

Shouldn't you say something you don't know?

Nick blinked.

"Little guy, what's wrong?

Oh, I see. I heard from Albus that you love oriental culture. You want to show me that thing, yes, it's face reading, so that you can predict my fate.

Unfortunately, my fate has been determined, that is, to calmly welcome death.

But you can calculate for Albus. I always feel that he doesn't want to die as much as before."

Shor's face stiffened. Was this old man sent by a monkey?

"This, none of them, "

Seeing that Shaw finally got frustrated and was not as calm as before, Nick smiled slyly, like an old child who stole candy.

"Haha, that's right, little guy, don't always tense yourself up. Proper relaxation will not delay your big things."

Shor was speechless, then took a deep breath, and after calming down, he was not prepared to beat around the bush with the other party.

"Thank you Mr. Flamel for your concern, but time is running out and I dare not slack off.

How much do you know about the Twin Serpents, Herpo, and the Nordic Kingdom?"

Nick sighed when he saw Shaw like this, but he didn't know what he was sighing about.

He then returned to his seriousness.

"Albus once asked me a similar question.

Although I have lived for 600 years, I don't know much more than you do.

Since I created the Philosopher's Stone when I was 100 years old, it has brought me immortality while also bringing me endless troubles.

Eternal life is not without price. In addition to external troubles, the biggest enemy is a boring heart.

If Perenelle hadn't been with me all the time, ah, I'm getting off topic."