A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 300 Pray
Felix felt a little heavy. Although he had only met Nick Flamel once, he had communicated many times through magic photos. To him, Nick was closer to a teacher.

"Wait a minute, Headmaster Dumbledore, I have something to bring."

Paris France.

Felix revisited the old place, and under the guidance of Dumbledore, he came to a secluded street, two streets away, which was the Bootlace Hotel, where the Muggle meeting was held during the summer vacation.

He met a group of energetic young people here, their young faces are still vivid in his memory, the student leader Yuria, Matt who was captured but did not utter a word, Byers who valued friendship and affection, and the naive Bethany...

Dumbledore handed Felix a piece of paper with "7 rue Montmorency" written on it. When he was thinking of the address in his mind, a small white house suddenly appeared in the middle of two lawns. Drilled out of the air.

"The Loyalty Curse." The thought flashed through Felix's mind.

He glanced at the magnificent fiery clouds in the sky, and followed Dumbledore into the house.Inside is a medieval-style living room. On the table are all kinds of strange-shaped glass containers, candle holders, and copper globes. Several sofas are covered by white sheets, and the edge of the fireplace in the corner is smoky. black.

On the other side of the spiral staircase in the corner is an exquisite bookshelf, which is full of books. On the table opposite the bookshelf, there is a large crystal ball, and the light shines through the thick dust.

Under the guidance of Dumbledore, he came to a bedroom on the second floor. There was a small wooden sign on the brown door, which read: Nick and Perenal.

Pushing open the door, an old man was lying quietly on the bed, his chest was motionless, and his face was frighteningly white. When he got closer, he heard a light snore.

"Nick," said Dumbledore softly, "here comes Felix."

After a long while, the old man opened his eyes, which were covered with a layer of white cloud, and said in a trembling voice, "Felix?"

"It's me, Nick, long time no see." Felix said pretending to be relaxed, holding the looking glass hidden in his pocket, and this belated Christmas gift might not be delivered.

"Felix—I've been looking forward to—the day when I actually meet you," Nick tried to open his eyes wide, but his eyes were blurred, "However, something has delayed—"

"Don't you have the Philosopher's Stone, how could..."

"Destroyed, boy, I've lived nearly 700 years, and death...isn't a bad thing."

Nick Flamel stretched out his hand from under the quilt tremblingly, "Felix—oh!" He cried out in pain.

Felix heard a crisp click, and he was slightly silent. Although the timing was wrong, he still wanted to laugh. He remembered the picture of Nick moving away in small steps when the two met for the first time.He shook his fingers slightly, causing the quilt to move down a little.

"thanks--"

Nick spread his palms, revealing a golden key.

"I know that my life is not long, but it doesn't matter - Perenal and I have no children. Before I die, I need to find someone to inherit my knowledge."

"Why me?" Felix asked, he mainly focuses on rune, not alchemy, Nick Flamel will not be unclear.

"I hope this world will be better. You are the most suitable candidate, and all aspects meet my requirements-this is the result of my careful consideration."

Felix's heart was moved. Nick Flamel's hundreds of years of research results, what a huge amount of knowledge, and the paths of the two can be said to be very compatible, and there is a natural connection.

"Have you thought it through?" He suppressed the emotions in his heart and confirmed again, subconsciously ignoring the old man's first words.

"Except for, except for a little bit of worry—and to this I attach a condition—" said Nick Flamel, his cheek tilted to one side, facing the window, and the sound of the car passing by could be heard faintly.

Felix's expression became cautious, he knew it would not be that simple.But he really didn't want to miss this rare opportunity. No matter how difficult the conditions proposed by Nick Flamel were, he would try his best to fulfill them, and he didn't think that Nick would propose something he couldn't do.

So he said gently, "What do you need from me, Nick?"

The old man was panting with difficulty, his chest was like an old bellows, Dumbledore said softly, "Nick, you—" but the old man shook his head, "Don't stop me, Albus."

"Felix, remember—remember what I said when we first met? Old people like—to embed themselves in a place in the world—to pursue a sense of security—"

His eyes suddenly widened, his face was bloodless, and he looked a bit like a ghost.

Felix's heart sank, he knew what Nick was going to say!Sure enough, the old man gasped for a while and said, "I've been getting to know you these days, and the more I know, the more worried I am that you'll go astray. So—heh, ahem! As long as—as long as you sign a contract, Everything about me—is yours.”

"The unbreakable oath?" Felix hid his face in the shadows, and his words lost their warmth.

The unbreakable oath is a kind of magic that makes oaths between wizards. It is so powerful that those who break the oath have only one result—death.Felix had also signed a magic contract with someone before, but compared with the unbreakable oath, the degree of restraint was simply vastly different.

For the former, he can still find ways to get rid of and transfer the magic effect, but for the latter, he has nothing to do.

He absolutely couldn't stand being caged himself!
Nick gasped, did not speak, and completely acquiesced to Felix's guess. He just tried hard to lift the key in his hand, but he couldn't help feeling a little weak.

"It's really hard for you to come up with such a solution after careful consideration." Felix stabbed.

"I, cough!" Nick coughed violently.

"Sorry--"

"Don't rush to refuse! Felix—my conditions are not harsh, you can listen first—"

"I'm not interested at all." The unbreakable vow was at the cost of his life, and he couldn't agree to it, not to mention, he felt that his feelings had been betrayed.

Felix looked at Dumbledore, his eyes full of exploration: "So, you are here to be a witness?"

"No, Felix." Dumbledore said sadly, "I don't know what Nick is thinking either." He looked at the old man and said in a deep voice, "Nick, we all know that this is not a good idea."

Nick didn't retort, "I-I know, if I had time—I'd watch him for decades, but, Felix—I'm dying—"

"This is your business," Felix's light blue eyes were fixed on Nick Flamel, and he kept trying to raise the golden key in his hand, "I give you a suggestion, while there is still time, you You can find another person who is willing to sign the contract."

Nick seemed to be more energetic, and his words became fluent: "If, if you agree, you will inherit all my property, not just what you see - I have twelve safe houses around the world, seven The library contains nearly 700 years of my accumulation: alchemy, ancient rune, magic handbook, ancient magic... I am still the school manager of Beauxbatons, as long as you promise, everything is yours..."

"Believe me, the conditions are not harsh." His eyes were full of hope.

Felix said coldly: "I'm not stupid yet, I have nothing to say except to refuse."

Nick fell silent, the light in his eyes faded, he suddenly struggled to sit up, leaning against the wall, this movement made his body tremble constantly, "Ah-Albus, please-please leave for a while —” he gasped.

Dumbledore glanced at him and Felix, sighed and said, "Nick, you..." He turned and left.

There were only two people left in the bedroom.

Felix sat on the only chair, with his right leg raised, his black wand twirling deftly in his hand, and he said easily: "What do you want to do, in your current state, but you can't do anything. "

Nick smiled. "This happens to be my advantage. I'm going to die. This is my advantage." He made a point of emphasizing it.

Felix looked at him in surprise.

The old man said softly: "Your answer has not changed. I hate external constraints, so I still have a backup plan." He stretched out his hand, and one magic symbol after another emerged in the palm of his hand. These magic symbols condensed into a golden eye. .

"Do you know ancient magic?"

"Live a long time, there is this benefit, you can draw analogies, in fact, I have never practiced..."

Felix asked cautiously, "What do you want?"

"From you? No, no, I just want to be a guest at your house..."

"—Don't think about it!" Don't think about it in my head.

"I'm going to die, Felix," the old man stretched out his hand and looked at him with pleading eyes, "No one will tell your secret!"

"..."

In the silence, Felix seemed to be able to see the life of the old man passing by little by little, with a snake-like hissing sound in every breath, he suddenly softened, and said angrily: "I will watch you die, If you don't want to die, you can't do it!"

Nick Flamel laughed happily. For him at this moment, death is a blessing.There was contented relief in his tone: "You won't be disappointed."

Felix stood up, strode to the bed, carefully studied the skinny and pale hand, and grasped it when it was about to fall.

(End of this chapter)