Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

Although the battle with Steel Demon Zoya was very thrilling, in fact this summer assessment only lasted a short period of time. When Wright walked out of Nicoléme's alchemy workshop into the living room, the sun outside the window had only risen to half its height.

After saying goodbye to Perenal, Wright used apparation directly to return to his house in District 7. Ignoring Lu Wei, who came up to him wagging his tail after hearing the noise, Wright walked to his bedroom, threw himself on the bed exhausted, and then buried his head into the pillow.

Closing his eyes, the battle scene with Zoya just now kept flashing in Wright's mind.

From the initial provocation, to the ignorance of flying into the sky on an unfamiliar shadow unicorn, with neither speed nor accurate magic spells... Today's battle is really full of things that are not meant to be. It should have been a mistake!

Wright rolled over and over on the bed in annoyance, and the originally neat and clean quilt was unintentionally twisted into a big mess by him. In this entanglement, Wright fell into sleep unconsciously. Lu Wei, who had followed Wright into the bedroom before, saw that his master had fallen asleep, and quietly prostrated on the floor and began to take a nap.

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The next morning.

Due to the long-lost weekend, residents living in District 7 also have two days of rare rest. In addition, it is summer vacation now, and students still have some time before school starts. Many adults came out of their homes with their children, and the nearby streets were filled with pedestrians and full of excitement.

Because he had plenty of time, Wright did not use Apparition to rush on his way today. Instead, he held hands with Lu Wei, who was finally able to go for a walk, and walked with him step by step from his rental house to Nicolle. May's home in the Luxembourg district.

One afternoon and one whole night were enough for Wright to completely adjust his inexplicable depression from yesterday morning. At least now, from the outside, Wright looked the same as usual.

"Good morning, teacher." Wright walked into the room and the first thing he saw was Nicoléme, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking tea, and said hello directly to him.

At this time, Lu Wei also walked towards the kitchen with ease. Perenal was busy there at this time, probably preparing lunch. Although Lu Wei doesn't like eating food that doesn't contain shadow energy, the smell is quite good for him.

"Good morning, Wright." Nicoléme responded to Wright and waved to him, "Come here, sit here!"

Wright saw that in addition to a teacup, there was an exquisite dark brown wooden box placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa where he was sitting. However, the size of this wooden box was somewhat beyond Wright's expectation, and it reminded him of some bad memories he had when he bought a wand in Ollivander's store.

"Teacher, does this box contain the new wand you mentioned?" Wright sat on the sofa on one side and glanced at the wooden box on the coffee table before asking Nicoléme.

"Yes." Nicoléme nodded very leisurely. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with the newly made wand. He smiled and said to Wright, "Wright, you can open it now and take a look."

Wright stretched out his right hand, trying to bring the surprisingly large wooden box in front of him, but he didn't expect to move it for the first time. The heavy weight of the wooden box made him involuntarily increase his strength. Only then did he bring it in front of him.

With six parts curiosity, three parts expectation and one part uncertainty, Wright gently opened the lid of the wooden box, but was stunned the moment the lid opened.

What stunned Wright was naturally the thing in the wooden box.

The interior of this heavy wooden box was covered with a layer of crimson soft velvet, and in the center of the velvet lay a dark wand. The length of the wand is about 1.2 meters, and it looks about as thick as three fingers put together. Rather than saying this is a magic wand, it would be more appropriate to say this is a gentleman's walking stick.

The top of the wand is inlaid with a bright red gemstone, and the parts of the wand that are in contact with the gemstone are carefully carved into the shape of a flower.

However, what is truly noteworthy is not the ingenious carving, but the ruby ​​that serves as the petal. The bright red color of the gem made Wright instantly recognize the true identity of the gem. It was precisely because of this that he was a little stunned just now.

"Philosopher's Stone?" Wright called out the name of this gem in disbelief.

He stared blankly at the exquisite wand for a while, then stretched out his hand, took out the wand from the box, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The end of the wand embedded in the magic stone, and the flower blooming around the magic stone, is actually a bright rose. The whole wand had a special cold feeling in his hand, as if he were holding a short metal rod, but Wright did not recognize the specific material used to make the wand.

It may be Nicoléme's private collection, but it is not a simple material that can be used together with the magic stone to make this wand.

The wand is engraved with multiple fine shallow lines from top to bottom, which not only facilitates the user to hold the wand better, but also adds simplicity and solemnity to the wand.

The bright red magic stone and the dark staff body look so perfect together.

Wright weighed the wand in his hand again, and an extremely thick feeling of heaviness returned in his palm. It's the kind of feeling that feels very comfortable as soon as you hold it in your hand. For a while, Wright couldn't find a more suitable word to describe this wonderful feeling.

"Teacher, what's the name of this wand?" Wright couldn't help but play with the wand in his hand. After a while, he remembered to ask Nico Flamel the name of the wand.

However, Nicoléme was not dissatisfied with Wright's performance. As an alchemist, his alchemical works can be fully recognized by users, which is also a silent praise for the prop maker.

"Rose scepter." Nicoléme looked at Wright with a smile and said calmly.

"A scepter? Not a wand?" While asking, Wright was still holding the wand tightly in his hand.

Wright felt that he had fallen in love with this wand, no, a scepter, the first time he saw it!

"Yes, the ancient wizard's scepter is more suitable for your huge shadow energy, rather than the current wand." Nicoléme nodded.