The Admiral of Hogwarts

Nicolas Flamel's words immediately made Hugo nervous. Hugo didn't find anything wrong with the alchemy master appearing here, after all, this was to find an inheritor for himself, and no matter how serious he was, it wouldn't be too much.

But he really couldn't figure out how the other party distinguished the ship girls' unique identities, because even Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard in Britain, didn't recognize their non-human status.

And the ship girls' reactions were obviously even stronger. The destroyers of the Taffy Three once again deployed the ship equipment they had just put away, and Saint George also drew the sword burning with holy flames from its scabbard.

"Don't worry, little ones, I have no malice." As an old man who has lived for more than six hundred years, Nicolas Flamel, even without magic, his experience is enough to make him understand what Hugo is worried about at this time.

"For someone like me who has less than a hundred days to live, everything in the world is no longer important to me. I only came here before because I didn't want this competition because of me to go wrong."

"As for the reason why I invited you in just now, it's very simple, it's just out of an old man who has been walking on the road of alchemy all his life's curiosity about knowledge that he has never come into contact with."

Looking at Nicolas Flamel looking at him with a pair of eyes as pure as a child's, Hugo suddenly felt that he understood why he did this.

After all, in this life that is much longer than others, Nicolas Flamel has never stopped pursuing the path of alchemy, so he will naturally have some kind of curiosity after seeing the ship girls.

As for seeing through the identity of the ship girls, although it is a bit surprising, it is definitely not incomprehensible. As an alchemist who has lived for a long time, Nicolas Flamel may have some unknown abilities.

"What he said is true." Several ship girls notified Hugo through the gradient network, and they also felt Nicolas Flamel's inner thoughts at this time.

Maybe it was out of friendliness, or maybe it was because not every wizard would block their brains at all times like Professor Snape, so the ship girls can naturally feel Nicolas Flamel's inner thoughts now.

"Uh -- Mr. Flamel, the situation may be different from what you think." After confirming that the alchemy master called him just out of the purest curiosity, Hugo also relaxed.

"Although they are different from humans, they are definitely not alchemy creatures." Speaking of this, Hugo paused and received some information from the ship girls through the admiral network. Then he said: "To be precise, they are heroic spirits."

This answer was actually not the answer Hugo originally wanted. He originally wanted to make some excuses to prevaricate these things, but at the request of the ship girls, he still chose to tell part of the truth.

Although Hugo didn't know why the ship girls would make such a decision after the discussion, he still decided to trust those ship girls who were more experienced in this area.

"Heroic spirits?" After hearing what Hugo said, Nicolas Flamel leaned on the back of the chair and exhaled. "Sure enough, just like I thought. The essence of magic is to turn fantasy into reality --"

"Yes, my companions originated from historical traces and human fantasies." Enterprise's voice suddenly came from outside the tent. Then she and several battleship ship girls lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.

"This is really incredible." Seeing more ship girls file in, Nicolas Flamel showed a surprised expression on his face. "I used to just think that wizards can make their wishes come true, but I never thought that ordinary people could do this."

"The biggest difference between wizards and Muggles is that wizards have magic, but there is not much difference in everyone's souls." Enterprise said at this time, "So just need a special seed, and we can naturally be produced from everyone's souls."

"Ah -- yes. You're right." Nicolas Flamel gently patted the armrest with his palm and said. "It's just a pity that I have never found this seed in 600 years --"

As Nicolas Flamel's voice fell, a mechanical bird flew up from behind the motorized chair he was sitting on and chirped, and at the same time, Enterprise also received a warning from her reconnaissance aircraft on the periphery.

"It seems that those Japanese have already decided the winner." Nicolas Flamel said to Hugo and the others after receiving the information. "I think we may have to find another place to chat."

After speaking, he raised the magic wand in his hand and summoned several silver plates on the table, and then chanted at these silver plates: "Mentos".

After being cast, the silver plate trembled for a few seconds and emitted a strange blue light. Then it gradually stopped and returned to its original silver color.

"I don't think you want to be blocked here by all the Japanese wizards." Nicolas Flamel pointed to the silver plates that had been transformed into door keys and said. "So before others come, we'd better leave here, by the way, can you use the door key? ."

As soon as Nicolas Flamel finished speaking, everyone nodded at the same time, and then put their fingers on the silver plate. "Very good, then let's set off, one, two, three --"

As the last "three" was spoken from Nicolas Flamel's mouth, Hugo felt something suddenly tugging behind his navel.

In an instant, the tent disappeared from his eyes. His hand was firmly stuck to the silver plate. Colliding with other people, he moved forward rapidly in the swirling colors and whistling wind.

The silver plate kept pulling them, and then -- his foot suddenly hit the ground, shaking his knee. The silver plate also fell to the ground with a clang.

After standing up straight, Hugo found himself standing in a gorgeous courtyard. What's amazing is that everything in this courtyard looks alive.

Hugo could feel that whether it was the trimmed trees, the sculptures in the fountain, or the three-story building that was the core building of the courtyard, they all seemed to be curiously looking at him.

"This is -- Tokyo!" Enterprise suddenly said, and following the direction of her finger, Hugo saw the red and white Tokyo Tower standing not far away.

"Mr. Flamel, is there a magical defense around this house?" Sensing a layer of magic power around him that seemed to condense into a solid state, and the office workers coming and going at the door who turned a blind eye to the room, Hugo asked curiously.

"Yes, this house is one of the few alchemy products that I am most proud of. Except for those who can obtain my permission, no existence can usually find this house."

Nicolas Flamel's residence in Tokyo looks like a fairy tale world. Because the whole here is alive as Hugo felt before.

Whether it is the little beetle singing in the air, the potted plant that bows to everyone who passes by and makes an inviting gesture, or the mechanical parrot that is staring at Quincy, it gives people a refreshing feeling.

"This is what I have been studying for the last 100 years. It's a pity that, as you can see, creating life from lifeless power is a very complicated thing."

Just as Hugo was curiously looking at everything around him, Nicolas Flamel manipulated the alchemical mechanical chair and walked over from behind, and then said.

"So this is also the reason why I invited you and your companions over. At least I hope to be able to determine whether my research direction is correct before I die."