Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

At the desk in Hermione's room, John was bored and accompanying the girl, flipping through the books on alchemy he bought yesterday.

"It's summer vacation, dear, why don't you try to put down those damn alchemy books and combine work and rest... and listen to a story?"

Hermione looked at him like he was a fool

"There's something wrong with those people's guns. I took a quick look, and they were all covered with complicated alchemy formations... Aren't you curious why they can use assault rifles to cast spells?"

John curled his lips and said nothing more, lying on the table obediently, enjoying the leisurely summer vacation.

The system update was something he didn't expect. He originally wanted to take advantage of this summer vacation to pass the system trial.

The extremely corrosive stone and the robot-like mercenary yesterday gave him some sense of urgency. The change in the plot was within his expectation, but this change seemed too big.

This is a chaotic and complicated world. Some of the antisocial lunatics who want to subvert the world are hiding in the shadows, and some are hiding under the rules... John feels overwhelmed when he thinks about the troubles he may face in the future.

While John was worried, Lao Deng and Lao Ge came to a small wooden house on the outskirts of Paris.

After knocking politely, regardless of whether anyone responded, he pulled out his wand and knocked on the lock. Dumbledore opened the door and walked in.

"Nick! I brought an old friend to meet you!"

Dumbledore changed from his usual calm demeanor, with a mischievous smile on his face, smiling like a child in his nineties.

"Albus! When will you learn to be polite? Is it so difficult for me to open the door for you once?"

An old voice came from upstairs, and with the sound of his cane hitting the wooden steps, Dumbledore hid the old man behind him, and then smiled and waited for the old man to surprise or scare him.

"Old man, long time no see! I thought you would be depressed for a while... You should have walked out of this relationship long ago. We all know what kind of character Grindelwald is."

An old man with the same white hair as Einstein came out, leaning on a cane, and eagerly stepped forward to give Lao Deng a hug.

"It's fine now, you are finally free. You no longer have to drag me to drink... You don't know how much harm those Russians' inferior wine can do to a 400-year-old man."

Then, Nick looked strangely at Dumbledore, who was half-smiling, and then at Grindelwald, who was standing behind him, smiling cruelly in Carlos's face.

"Is this the old friend you're talking about?"

He extended his hand and smiled friendly

"Hello, sir...have we met?"

"Please forgive me for being abrupt, although you did give me a sense of familiarity... maybe this is just like old friends at first sight?"

Nick smiled, and then he saw in horror that the face of the man holding hands in front of him began to change violently.

"Of course you are familiar with me, Mr. Flamel...after all, you were talking about me just now..."

Grindelwald showed his true face, smiled cruelly at Flamel, and clenched his right hand as if to vent his anger.

"Ah! Grindelwald!"

Flamel exclaimed, and even his voice was frightened by this sudden scene.

Immediately, under Dumbledore's complicated eyes, he fainted gorgeously.

"What exactly did you do to him? Why does he hate you and be afraid of you so much?"

Lao Deng helped Nick up and asked curiously.

"After that, aren't there only a few who are not afraid of me?"

Grindelwald's eyes flashed and he helped Dumbledore.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to bring me here?"

He pointed at the poor unconscious master alchemist.

"Of course, you are very good at persuading others, Gellert...I believe he is no exception."

"You know what he hates most is your brainwashing ability."

"The school needs an authoritative professor if it wants to reopen alchemy classes, and the research on magic technology needs a real alchemy master... I've had enough of Howard's cynicism towards us. Every time I go there, I feel like It's a troll. We need to give that old guy some color."

"I don't think this old guy can do much to help...he doesn't even have a light here."

The two of them worked together to throw him on the sofa. Grindelwald clapped his hands and sat down on his own.

"Why is this old guy so heavy? Has he performed an alchemical transformation on himself?"

"I don't know, Gellert. Flamel is not the kind of person who is greedy for life... what he gave me is the real magic stone."

"Then you come to this old guy who is dying to help?"

Grindelwald said, seemingly unhappy.

"Nick, is he...dying?"

The two people sitting on the sofa turned their heads in surprise and saw an alchemy creature that looked like a little girl huddled at the corner of the stairs. She timidly poked out her metal head, her brows furrowed together, and tears flashed faintly in her eyes. , the worries in it seemed to be overflowing, making the entire living room dyed with a heavy color.

The two old men looked at each other, and Grindelwald motioned to Lao Deng with a thoughtful look in his eyes to comfort this little girl.

"Well, maybe it won't be that fast... The 'fast' that grandpa said is just compared to Nick's long life. He will definitely have time to watch you grow up!"

The little girl thought, but the atmosphere in the living room still didn't change much.Dumbledore looked at the little girl curiously. He had not seen her ability to slightly affect his emotions for a long time.

"So, what should I call you? Sweet little guy."

"Don't worry, we are all Nick's old friends."

"But he was screaming in fear just now..."

"Anyone who owes money will be afraid when he sees his creditor."

Grindelwald waved his hand impatiently

"Why don't you try walking down and making sure for yourself?"

The little girl was startled by Lao Ge's attitude, which made Dumbledore glare at Lao Ge irritably.

She walked down slowly, and now Dumbledore was convinced that the child was indeed a mature alchemy creation, but he didn't know whether the maker was Nick.

The little girl subconsciously chose to walk closer to Dumbledore. The situation just now made her think that Grindelwald might be a difficult guy to deal with, but Dumbledore, who glared at him, was a good person.

"Come on, little one, sit here...can you tell me about you? I am Albus Dumbledore, an old friend of Nico's, but I have never seen you before."

After the little girl hugged Nick and put a patch on his chest, Dumbledore waved to her kindly, like an elder who came to visit.

"I'm Jeanne Flamel, a daddy's boy."