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A simple cast made Nico Flamel become mentally depressed. He retracted his wand, gasping for breath, with his palms propped on the table, looking like he was about to collapse at any time.

Orlando didn't care about being rude, and hurriedly supported him, sat down slowly, and thoughtfully placed a pillow to make the old man more comfortable.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? Why is your body so weak?"

"Old man, it's useless! Little guy, do you regret it?" Nico Flamel joked with a nonchalant smile.

"The teacher is joking, once a teacher is always a father, this is not a joke." Orlando said firmly.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, at the end of the day, it's not in vain for me to take in such a pure and filial child like you." Nico Flamel patted Orlando's hand, and then took out a portable suitcase. Leave it to him.

"Don't worry, I still have a few years to live. If you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me. All the books you need for daily study are here. This suitcase is also my favorite alchemy work. It has been with me for hundreds of years. Dumbledore is here today, and the books and notes inside are passed on to you. How much you can learn depends on your ability."

Dumbledore glanced at the suitcase in Orlando's arms with envy. At this time, Orlando was still a little confused. He did not know how precious the suitcase given to him by Nico Flamel was, but Dumbledore knew that it was What a box, this is a mobile treasure trove of knowledge, a treasure trove that even Dumbledore would envy.

After saying that, Nico Flamel turned to Dumbledore and said: "Old man, let me borrow your place and I will explain something to my apprentice. Do you think it's okay?"

"No problem, you can do whatever you want. I'll notify the kitchen to bring dinner to you."

Dumbledore said thoughtfully, then walked out the door, closing the door behind him.

Nico Flamel said so much in one breath that he was a little out of breath. Orlando hurriedly poured a cup of black tea and handed it over.

"Teacher, drink tea."

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Nico Flamel took a long breath and said with difficulty: "We don't have much time to come here this time, so please ask Dumbledore to keep the Sorcerer's Stone."

"Magic stone?"

"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone, also known as the Philosopher's Stone. People all over the world say it can turn stones into gold and make people immortal. This statement is both correct and incorrect. According to Dumbledore, you are a medieval wizard. The way?"

"Yes, teacher."

Nico Flamel laughed and said nonchalantly: "People say I am an alchemist, but an alchemist is also a wizard. So do you know what magic path I take?"

Orlando had a flash of inspiration. "Is the teacher also...?"

"Yes, you must have guessed it, soul attribute magic wizard? There are so many people in the world, and there are amazing wizards in every era. Why am I the only one who can live for so long? This is the mystery."

After saying this, Nico Flamel was a little tired and had to lean on the pillow. Orlando was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he hurriedly added another one.

Waving his hand, Nico Flamel signaled that it was okay, and then said: "It's a pity that no matter how powerful the soul magic is, it can't withstand the torment of time in the end. My life span is approaching, and I planned to spend my whole life in silence, but Dumbledore wrote a letter Tell me about your situation, which made me think of accepting a disciple. This may be God's arrangement, so I came."

Nico Flamel looked at Orlando with an increasingly kind look, "You really did not disappoint us, you are a good boy."

"Teacher, you praised me. I'm just a little smarter and a little harder than others."

"No, these are acquired factors, not the basis of strength. What I value is your talent. Your innate soul is strong. Didn't you find that you can learn any magic easily and you can master it as soon as you learn it?"

This question posed by Nico Flamel made Orlando instantly fall into deep thought. In his previous life, he practiced alchemy and entered Taoism.The most important thing in Taoist exercises is the combination of spirit and intention, the combination of intention and qi, and the combination of qi and force.

God is the innate power of the soul; mind is the true consciousness of the self, that is, spiritual power; Qi is the true power of Taoism, which appears as true energy before foundation building and magic power after foundation building; force is "spirit", "intention" and "qi" "The physical evolution of the power of the three.

In this way, the soul of oneself before time travel has been strengthened, and then merged with the soul of this life after rebirth. It can be said that the power of the innate soul is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Orlando nodded suddenly. He had always thought that his photographic memory was due to his good memory and developed brain. He had never thought about the reason in depth. Now that the teacher pointed it out, he suddenly realized it.

"Do you understand?" Nico Flamel picked up the teacup and took a sip. "You think you can catch my eye with just a little cleverness, haha, then you underestimate me, the most famous alchemist of our time." Nico Flamel said with some pride, in this little apprentice In front of him, he naturally showed his naughty side.

"Teacher, I think I understand, but I have chosen lightning attribute magic. Will this..."

"Haha, you still haven't figured it out. Soul attribute magicians can't learn other magics? Then how did I become an alchemist? Without any means of saving my life, do you think I can preserve the magic stone for hundreds of years? Do you think I can preserve the magic stone for hundreds of years? Old man, do you think I can get rid of those who spy on the Philosopher's Stone just by virtue of my reputation?" Nico Flamel said with a smile.

"You mean, Voldemort?"

"He counts as one!" Nico Flamel said nonchalantly. In his eyes, Voldemort was just a powerful wizard, and he was not afraid of him.

Orlando took a breath. Voldemort has been pursuing eternal life, and for this reason, he did not hesitate to split his own soul to make Horcruxes. In his most powerful period, he never even thought about the Sorcerer's Stone. This shows how powerful the teacher is.

But such a powerful person cannot be equated with the frail little old man in front of him.

"Although the Sorcerer's Stone is powerful, it is not omnipotent. I originally planned to give it to Dumbledore for safekeeping and destroy it after my death. Now that I have accepted you as my apprentice, I have changed my mind. I want to wait until you are strong enough and qualified. When I have it, it might be good to give it to you. After all, this is my most proud work, and I can't bear it to be destroyed like this. Of course, the premise is that you can control yourself from being blinded by the powerful force. Otherwise having it will only bring you disaster.”

After saying this, Nico Flamel was a little tired, and his wrinkled face showed exhaustion.

It was rare to have such an outstanding apprentice. Nico Flamel forcibly cheered up, explained a few more words, and then taught him the spell to use this portable suitcase, but he was too tired to speak.

"Teacher, please take a break. I'll have someone send you some food." Orlando said with concern.

Nico Flamel waved his hand, leaned back and put his head on the backrest of the sofa, closed his eyes and said no more.

Orlando took off his coat and put it on the teacher gently, then went out. He was going to the kitchen to make some ginseng nourishing soup.

Nico Flamel watched Orlando go out with half-closed eyes without saying anything. After talking for so long, he was really tired. He was going to take a nap to rest his mind, but unexpectedly he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Dumbledore and Orlando were already sitting at the table, each reading a book.

"Old friend, are you awake?"

"Hmm...where is this? Oh...Dumbledore, I'm sorry, I'm old and fell asleep accidentally. I don't know if I'll fall asleep like this one day. "He joked to himself.

"Teacher, are you hungry? This is the black-bone chicken soup I made for you. It is very nourishing. You can try it."

Orlando picked up a sand pot, scooped out a bowl of soup with a wooden spoon, blew on it gently to make sure it was not hot, and served it to Nico Flamel.

"It smells great," Nico Flamel said with a smile.

"Old friend, how can the soup cooked by people for hundreds of years not be delicious?" Dumbledore said enviously.

"Oh, Orlando, you are so thoughtful." After finishing the soup in one breath, Nico Flamel did not forget to smash it in his mouth, Lao Huai said happily.

"It's my duty, teacher, try this black-bone chicken again. The gravy is delicious and oily but not greasy." Orlando picked up another chicken leg and put it into the bowl.

"Okay, okay, okay." Nico Flamel said three times in a row.

......

After serving the teacher, Orlando simply put away the tableware and made another pot of tea.

Dumbledore and Nico Flamel sat comfortably on the sofa, smoking pipes.

"Old man, how is my new apprentice?" Orlando's filial piety made Nico Flamel unable to help showing off.

"Don't mention it, I'm starting to regret it. If I had known this, I should have taken the first step and take him under my sect." Dumbledore said pretending to be regretful.

"Hahaha, don't rob me. You have an apprentice from an academy, and I am the only one."

The two talked and laughed. Orlando finished making tea and stood aside in silence.Just now, when the teacher was sleeping, Orlando quietly took his pulse. The situation was not optimistic. The teacher's body was decaying and his soul was rotten. If he left it alone without correction, he might not have a few years left to live.

Coming out of the principal's office, he was too tired today. The teacher decided to take a night's rest before going back. Dumbledore had made arrangements, so Orlando didn't need to worry.

On the way back, Orlando always felt a little dreamy. Being an introductory disciple of Master Nico Flamel, this is something that many people dream of, but he actually encountered it. It was so dreamy.

Back in the dormitory, sitting on the wicker chair, Orlando stroked the portable suitcase handed to him by the teacher and couldn't help feeling emotional.This was a apprenticeship gift given to him by Mr. Nick under the witness of Dumbledore after he became a disciple. It was also Nico Flamel's proud alchemy work - a portable library.

Although the suitcase looks ordinary and inconspicuous on the outside, there is a space of no less than two hundred square meters inside, which is as big as a house. The space is filled with rows of wooden movable bookshelves, and the bookshelves are divided into categories. Various classics collected by the teacher are displayed.

In addition, this suitcase is also a movable door key. Through this door key, Orlando can cross space and enter Teacher Nick's secluded cabin at any time, which greatly facilitates Orlando's travels.

"Master, are you okay?" Kabri asked cautiously.

"Ah, it's you, Capri, when did you come?" Orlando came back to his senses.

"I've been here for a while, Master. Professor Snape said you were back, so I rushed over immediately."

After three days of rest, Kabri's mental state improved a lot.It is extremely uncomfortable on days when there is no work schedule, but this is the master's order, and it cannot disobey it.No, as soon as the command time comes, it immediately rushes to report, hoping to have new work tasks.

"Cabri, I have a difficult task for you."

"Master, tell me." Upon hearing that it was an arduous task, Kabri was trembling with excitement.

"Help me collect a batch of medicinal materials. This is galleons. I will write you the list. Remember that you need to get this batch of medicinal materials from different sellers in batches. Remember not to get them from the same store. There are also the ones I gave you. The contents of the list cannot be told to anyone? Do you understand?" Orlando said extremely seriously.

"Understood, Master, Kabri promises to complete the mission."

Taking the quill, Orlando thought for a moment, then wrote a list of medicines and handed it to Cabri.This is the elixir about soul cultivation in the "Soul-Calming Chapter" of "The True Explanation of Alchemy". He can feel that the power of the teacher's soul is dissipating. This is the scar of the corrosion of time. He is not sure whether his elixir will work. But if he doesn't do something, he always feels guilty inside.

"Go, Capri, collect everything as soon as possible. If you really can't buy it, I will think of another way." This time, Orlando spent all his wealth, he wanted to do something for his master.

Orlando has not yet realized how huge a legacy he will receive as Nicolás Flamel's last disciple and the sole heir after his teacher's death. This is the wealth that Nicolés Flamel has accumulated over the past 800 years. , the lifetime wealth of one of the greatest alchemists in the world.

As a man in two lifetimes, Orlando did not have many extravagant desires for money. His greatest pleasure was to practice Taoism and live for Taoism.

"Master, Kabri will definitely complete the mission." After saying that, he apparated away.

Orlando sat for a moment and then took a bath.At this time, Master Nick should still be at Hogwarts. It was a rare meeting with an old friend. He must have a lot to say, so he did not bother him. Instead, he opened the lid of the portable library and took out his wand and tapped the door. After casting the spell, a white light flashed, and a light door appeared at the mouth of the box, and then Orlando got in.

Passing through the narrow stairs, Orlando entered a room, which was a space constructed with magic and alchemy. This space was different from Orlando's bracelet magic weapon, which could only release dead objects but not live ones. Of course, the magic weapon was automatically protected. Functionally, the portable mobile library can only store books and serve as door keys.

Orlando did not look for books in a hurry, but walked around the room. He roughly estimated that there were no less than [-] books in the collection. Many of the books in the collection were unique and their value was immeasurable. No wonder Principal Dumbledore learned this. After hearing the news, they all showed envious expressions.