I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

This is followed by the process of yellowing.

Also, he couldn't find an optimal alternative metal. Li Lin took out a large pile of Galleons and put them in the crucible. After they all turned into steam, he picked up the last main ingredient and pinched it with his index finger and thumb. The beaker was poured into the crucible with a splash.

The corners of Nicole Flamel's eyes twitched.

Anyway, it is also a panacea that can be used to prolong life. Is it reasonable to use it as a solvent so roughly?

If he raises this question to Li Lin, then Master Li will definitely tell him, which is very reasonable.

The Si Chen that corresponds to the red transformation process is the daytime casting furnace in the casting phase Si Chen. However, the source stone fragments that are closest to the Philosopher's Stone in Li Lin's hand have been added as the base of the "black transformation" .

Although it was impossible for Nico Flamel to take out the magic stone and let Li Lin break it into pieces as raw materials, the panacea leached from the magic stone could also symbolize "redness".

The four stages of alchemy have been completed, and after adding blind accessories, these four stages also form a cycle.

Li Lin pondered for a moment, then took out a piece of D32 steel from the dark green table.

Nicole Flamel's eyes widened. It was obviously a metal that had never appeared in the world. Judging from its shape and color, this heavy metal must have extraordinary hardness and ductility.

This is metal that should not appear in this world.

The metal solution in the cauldron has been completely boiling, but there is no other extra smell, but like a rippling bright water surface, which changes into a strange appearance under the licking of the pure white flame.

Li Lin closed his eyes, recalling the scene of Nian showing his casting skills in front of him, his palm jumped accordingly, and with a rhythm beyond imagination, he handed the D32 steel to the crucible.

The flames rise, and the casting power surges.

The quadruple steam hovering above the head suddenly shrank, wrapping Li Lin's palm in it.

Nicole Flamel had a sudden feeling of wanting to cry, which was very, very unusual.

A master alchemist should not have such weak emotions, but now he is crying because of inexplicable melancholy.

He stretched out his sleeves, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, and watched Li Lin reach forward and pull out the newly cast weapon from the steam of four colors.

It was a gorgeous silver spear with angels and stars dotted on its mouth, and the silver blade was covered with countless complicated traces, just like the solemn wings of the Holy Spirit.

At the end of the gun handle, a golden flame flew like a pen and snake, and on it fell a Latin inscription.

"Lamentum" means "lament".

"This is really a domineering spear." Li Lin sighed, grabbed the hot crucible with his bare hands, and poured the remaining metal solution on the tip of this magnificent spear.

At that moment, all the metal solution merged into the spear blade, and a four-color stigmata extended along the spine of the spear until it sank into the end of the spear tip.

A pale chill dripped down from the magnificent spear blade, and a layer of hoarfrost silently covered the floor covered by alchemy. Immediately, pure white lilies sprouted from the hoarfrost, exuding a clear floral fragrance. .

That's Casablanca, which means "lily of the underworld."

When Nico Flamel stared at those pure white flowers, an indistinguishable sadness suddenly seized his heart, which was stronger and more unpreventable than before.

He quickly realized that this was the power of this long spear. It didn't even need to deliberately hit the target, just by waving it, it could plunge the bystanders into deep grief.

This is the legendary item, the Spear of Lament!

138 From the end of Fried Nicole Lemay [add more]

Li Lin turned the tip of the spear and carefully measured the overly magnificent spear.

【lament】

[The first-order casting strange object. 】

[Characteristic: Compassion.With a swish and a stab, it unleashes a venom that mourns the living.The longer the time, the stronger the toxicity. 】

[When this object was cast, it was formed due to the grief in the caster's heart. I heard that someone can use cold memories to pick out every heart that is still hot. 】

[Characteristics: Loss of temperature.Along with slashing and blocking, it will continue to steal the temperature of everything around it.The longer time goes by, the more deprivation will occur. 】

[This object once got rid of its metal body, and during this process, it lost its temperature.Fire is severe winter, but it has warmth.Fire is warm spring, but it will consume everything. 】

[Description: An apprentice and a solid thing forged its shape.Alchemy is the appearance of casting, and casting is the seed of alchemy. 】

Nicole Flamel suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, walked quickly to Li Lin's side, wiped his tears and stared at the freshly baked spear.

"This is the result of your alchemy... It is more like a special prop than a weapon."

The old man kept circling Li Lin, as if he could gradually adapt to the effect of the lamenting gun, until he accidentally stepped on a lily of the underworld, and burst into tears again incoherently.

Li Lin looked fresh, and specially waved the lamentation gun in front of Nicole Flamel.

The continuous debuffs almost made Nico Flamel's trachea blocked with tears and runny nose.

The old man hastily took out the panacea and poured it for himself, only then was he freed from the constant infestation of sad memories.

"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter, and face it with a smile." Li Lin stood up and spoke without back pain, and kept uttering trash talk to Nicole Flamel.

Nicole Flamel took two steps back with lingering fear, and cast his eyes vigilantly: "Can't you actively control the effect of the alchemy weapon?"

Li Lin pretended to nod deeply, and then put on a twisted posture: "But, I refuse!"

"What I love most in life is saying no to self-righteous demands!"

Nicole Flamel subconsciously took a sip of the panacea, thinking secretly how Dumbledore had put up with this guy for so long.

Seeing that Nicole Flamel did not respond, Li Lin began to look around for sharp weapons.

"What are you going to do?" Nicole Flamel looked vigilantly, he felt that Li Lin's mental state seemed abnormal.

"Implementing a teaching from ancient times to the present." Li Lin said casually, "A craftsman can only achieve the highest achievement after destroying his most cherished tool."

Li Lin's casual words made Nicole Flamel fall into thinking again.

If you want to say that Li Lin is a normal person, all his behaviors have nothing to do with normal. If you want to say that he is mentally ill, sometimes what he says is quite meaningful.

On the other side, Li Lin finally found a large enough ritual knife, and after placing enough brass blocks around him, he chopped off his shoulder with one blow!

Click.

The arm that was completely wrapped in Originium crystals made a dull sound of falling to the ground, and at the incision at the base of the shoulders, there were densely packed crystals that looked like spirals, like a night sky dotted with bright sparks.

It's hard not to remind people of an ancient Sichen who has been lying dead for many years.

"Flint, don't let me catch you in Mansu. If you are caught by me, you will smash the tools and smash the stones, and you will have to hit your face!"

Li Lin kept gasping for air. The ore disease caused his left arm to be completely necrotic, but with the removal of the arm, feelings such as pain began to return to the brain.

Fortunately, the sixth of Alchemy, Brass, can soothe the emotions, like a large dose of tincture, so that he still has time to give pointers to some ancient Si Chen who cheated him.

Nico Flamel looked at everything in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. However, he had lived for more than 600 years, and he had experienced many battles. He immediately poured a cup of panacea and placed it next to Li Lin. It means I'm here for first aid, so don't worry about yourself.

With the Philosopher's Stone, even if it was mailed on the spot, it could be saved.

Master Li scoffed at this, the Philosopher's Stone?Can it compare to the energy amethyst that was hammered and hammered in the furnace during the day?

Li Lin closed his eyes, exhaling hot sparks from his breath, and his temperament gradually changed.

It was as if the dim charcoal fire in the furnace had relit the crimson sparks, casting him into cold and tough steel.

Li Lin held the spear with his right hand, turned the tip of the spear, pierced the root of the shoulder, drilled through the hard crystal bit by bit, and penetrated deep into the deepest part of the bone and blood, making a teeth-stinging rubbing sound.

"Pray to the Immortal God, pray to the Mirror Queen, pray to the Pure White Dawn, pray to the Golden General..."

On the dark green table, the card representing [Exclusive Secret Legend - Fire in the Stone] suddenly brightened.

All extraordinary people who pursue secrets have desires. Li Lin never felt that he was a person without desires, but he did not have a card representing desires.

Now it seems that it is not that he has no desires, but that his desires are so complicated and difficult to understand that they can only be expressed in a secret form.

After collecting spells in the world of Harry Potter for so long, Li Lin has already gathered enough conditions for upgrading.

The crimson edge flows like a flame, and after a brief silence, it immediately shines brightly.

[Tier [-] Exclusive Secret: The Testimony of the Furnace]

[Level: Pseudo-classic. 】

【Phase: casting, flint】

[I have proved what needs to be proved. 】

After a short delay, a new reminder suddenly appeared in front of Li Lin's eyes. Just watching, he felt the scalding heat.

[Si Chenzhong's Daytime Forge has cast its gaze! 】

The last time the Forge of the Day cast its gaze, it was blowing up Chernoborg...

Realizing that something important was about to happen, Li Lin raised his head, benevolently beckoning Nicole Flamel to run away.

Nicole Flamel, who vaguely sensed that some kind of high temperature was brewing, left his alchemy workshop with an apparition, and even opened the multiple alchemy array without worrying about it.

Li Lin's eyes widened. He has always been a competitive person. How could he tolerate someone running faster than him?

Master Li just wanted to stand up and divert the trouble away, but the heat coming from inside his body could no longer be suppressed.

Puff puff puff puff yo yo——

The surging fire ignited the air.

......

Nicole Flamel's alchemy workshop disappeared in the dazzling golden light and flames, and countless mirrors appeared out of thin air, refracting the light of the flames, trying to resist its powerful power.

However, the majestic force impacted all around, and all the mirrors were shattered at the same time, half of the sky was dyed golden red by the flames, and burning sunlight was everywhere.

Nicole Flamel stood on the top of his manor, staring at everything in front of him dumbfounded.

An indescribable colossus slowly emerged from the flames. It was a tall tower like a black rock, a big red dragon covered with flowing flames, and a wild land with magma flowing... .It exudes an aura between living things and dead things. There is a faint roar from the crimson sky, like a roar, but also like thunder.

Two-thirds of the huge Nicole Flamel Manor was destroyed in an instant, all the land lines connected to it were broken, and the ocean surrounding Devonshire raised waves high, just like the end of time wailing.

After a long time, Nicole Flamel carefully dispatched alchemy servants to search, but it was as if Li Lin had never existed.

Burning sparks still floated in the air, but the flames lingering over the ruins had been extinguished.

The burning ruins are extinguished.

139 [Interlude·The child holds his clothes and asks why it is too late to return]

A week ago, Grindelwald received an email.

The white owl, carrying a heavy letter, stopped by his window.

He opened the letter, and a black gem fell in front of his eyes, with ice-like cracks on the cut surface of the gem.

Grindelwald's breathing stopped for a moment, he reached out tremblingly, picked up the gem, and looked at it in detail before his eyes.

As if realizing something, he quickly picked up the letter, and there was still only one sentence in it:

"Do what you must do."

Grindelwald stared at the jewel on his fingertips for a long time, then smiled with relief.

"I don't know if it's me doing these things, or you pushing me to do them...but this is what I want."

He got up and walked towards the door.

......

Dumbledore returned to his headmaster's office.

Although Li Lin has temporarily left Hogwarts, as the vice-principal, school director, and the big boss who pays wages to the entire British wizarding community, it is naturally impossible for him to leave.

But without Li Lin, Dumbledore's most important source of clues disappeared.

Where is the remnant of Voldemort?Where are his remaining Horcruxes?Not to mention that with the ambitious Grindelwald around, Dumbledore suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders became extremely heavy.

However, after opening the door, the white wizard's expression instantly became alert.

On the high-backed chair that only belonged to the principal, sat a middle-aged man with flamboyant white hair. He was stroking Fox's back. The portraits of previous principals on the wall behind him were all silent.

Dark Lord, Gray Bishop, Strategic Wizard, Forerunner - Gellert Grindelwald!

He unexpectedly appeared in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, and still sat in the headmaster's seat.

The Elder Wand quickly slipped from Dumbledore's sleeve and fell into his palm.

"You shouldn't be here." Dumbledore slowly entered the principal's office and gently closed the door behind him.

"I never thought so, Albus." Grindelwald let go of his palm, and Fawkes, who was fed, flapped his wings and flew to Dumbledore's shoulder.

"Christmas is here, are you ready to face this new world?" Grindelwald let go of his palm and tapped the table, "Actually, you already knew it in your heart - when the tide of the times is raging, you can't stop it. "

Dumbledore fell silent.