From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

The restaurant chosen by Nicolas Flamel looked very sophisticated. Ivy couldn't understand the words on the sign, but the restaurant's logo was a silver shield with a stone tower in the middle, which looked like a castle in chess.

Dumbledore obviously knew French, but in order to take care of Ivy, a not-so-pure Englishman, Nicolas Flamel insisted on speaking English with the two.

He introduced that the most famous dish of this restaurant was duck, and every time a duck was sold, a card with a number would be given to the customer. Ivy saw some celebrities among Muggles on the wall leading to the elevator, but the old wizard, the young wizard and the alchemist might only know one person, that is, the Queen of England.

"Do you see that table?" Nicolas Flamel asked.

Following the alchemist's trembling finger, it was a table placed in the hall. The tableware on it was very luxurious. Although the silver knives and forks were slightly inferior to the gold products of Hogwarts, all the cups here were crystal cups. According to Ivy, they are all carved from natural crystals, and can be used as consumables for the 8th-level spell, Reality Collapse (which requires a crystal prism) without any other steps.

"In order to commemorate the three warmongers, the Muggles have specially protected the place where they ate." Nicolas Flamel shook his head, as if he couldn't understand this approach. "As far as I know, Muggles seem to have some special magic in killing each other. Compared with them, the war of wizards is like a child playing house."

If we talk about killing efficiency, modern weapons are of course faster.

Ivy admitted this. After all, the most terrible spell of wizards, the Killing Curse, can only take the life of one person. Even Ivy himself can only chain a dozen targets at most. But the Muggles' automatic weapons only need to empty a magazine to knock down a large number of unprepared ordinary people.

But this will not be a reason for Ivy to use modern automatic weapons. He suspects that if these bullets hit him, he may only lose 2-16 points of life. Because in the world view of DND, there are automatic weapons. These so-called high-tech products are not more noble than cold weapons. The damage dice of an automatic rifle is 2d8, and the damage dice of a two-handed giant sword is 2d6. Although the upper limit is four points higher, it still cannot produce a qualitative change.

However, Ivy is certainly not stupid enough to take a few bullets himself. Although the magic rules of this world have undergone some wonderful changes because of Ivy's arrival, it does not mean that the physical rules have also changed. Ivy has no intention of using his flesh and blood to challenge Sir Newton's coffin for the time being.

Among all the known cuisines in the world, French cuisine has almost the most complicated serving procedures, and the tableware used is also very diverse. Different dishes require corresponding knives and forks, but Ivy is a British in this life, and he does not understand French, so there is no need to care about the eyes of people around him.

A funny thing happened when ordering. Nicolas Flamel's fingers slid across the menu one by one, muttering: "Don't take this, this, and this, but take one of the others."

The waiter in charge of taking the order could speak English, so Ivy understood his dissuasion: "Old man, they are not cheap!"

"Haha, don't worry, I have never worried about money and time in my life." Nicolas Flamel laughed, "People like us, the least lacking thing is patience."

"That's great," the waiter praised, "You are so old, and you are still so open-minded."

From his tone, it seems that Nicolas Flamel, who has lived for more than 600 years, is about to die. The Philosopher's Stone has disappeared from this world. From then on, the legendary alchemist said goodbye to endless gold and life, and is about to embark on the road of death.

"So, have you thought about what you want me to do for you?" Ivy asked. After all, the fundamental reason why he left Hogwarts and came to France was to repay the debt of the Philosopher's Stone.

"No." Nicolas Flamel shrugged, "You have to learn patience, kid. I think you will have a lot of time in the future, and the most valuable thing time has taught me is patience."

The alchemist's words seemed to have a hint, but it seemed useless.

"Actually, I'm glad that the stone disappeared." Nicolas Flamel continued, "I gave it to Dumbledore at the beginning, and later it was kept in Gringotts because there were too many people trying to steal it. You helped us make up our minds, Mr. Doom."

"Can I call you Ivy? 'Mr. Doom' is too strange." Before Ivy agreed, Nico had already started to call him by this name.

"Ivy, death is not something to be afraid of. For people like us," Nico pointed at Dumbledore and himself, "death is a new adventure. I have stayed at home for more than 600 years. It's time to venture into a new world."

"Oh! Time!" Nico sighed, "How long have I not felt time chasing me?"

Ivy frowned. Nico's performance really looked like a person who knew that his death was approaching.

In the original book, Nico Flamel finally destroyed the Philosopher's Stone and chose to enter death to end this long life. However, before destroying the Philosopher's Stone, they also used the stone to make a lot of elixirs of immortality, which was enough for them to have a little time to say goodbye to their living relatives and friends.

Is it because he had eaten the magic stone, which caused the Nicole Lemu couple to have not enough longevity and old medicine inventory. Do you want to usher in the end in advance?

This inexplicable feeling that the cheapness of others was not very good, and Nicole Lame was not the enemy of Avi, which made him feel a little apologize. If Nicole died in advance, this was the first time that Avi was dead without his own will. Unlike those who clearly want to kill, the death that Niko is about to face has added a little burden on Avi's heart, but in a blink of an eye, Avi threw all this behind.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lame." Ivey said sincerely, "If you have any other requirements, I will try to meet ... within the scope of my power."

"Great!" Nicole Lemon lamented, "This promise is more humane than before the cold letter paper. I don't vary to spend so much money to invite you to dinner, of course, including the musical tickets at night."

The heavy drama on the table began, because it was served as the blood duck as the hot head.