I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 139 A glimpse of the future

"Oh~ thank you!" Nick, who looked like a bone, smiled and nodded slightly to Owen.

"Oh!" Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and explained slowly: "Albus brought you here. If you feel uncomfortable, you can take a short rest."

As he spoke, he took away all the things that the little black wizard couldn't understand from the table next to Owen's reclining chair.

"No need, Professor." Owen looked at the greatest alchemist with a strange expression.

He seemed to be very - very nice to himself?

Speaking of which, Nicolas May knows about his relationship with Grindelwald, right?

His grandfather almost blew up the entire Paris with a magic spell. Nick shouldn't be so friendly to him and not hostile to him, but he shouldn't be so gentle either.

"Maybe you're hungry." Nicolème turned around tremblingly. Behind him, on the cabinet against the wall, there were many French delicacies, such as large scallops, French leek pie, French pepper sauce steak, beef stew, etc. .

It's still steaming!

How should I put it, from the appearance alone, these things are quite in line with Owen's aesthetics.

At least there is no such superhuman food as Starry Sky Pie.

Hey~ When it comes to food, he is not polite.

Owen, who looked slightly pale, walked over, picked up a pot of beef stew and stuffed it into his mouth. It was very fragrant and sizzling with oil.

"I don't know if it suits your appetite." Nick stood where he was, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Owen's neck and cheeks glow red again.

Well, his potion worked.

"I'm afraid you'll be bored staying with a six-hundred-year-old man, um—let me show you some of my alchemy products!"

Then he turned around and introduced to him his residence and the shiny things placed on the table.

Only then did Owen have time to seriously look at this mysterious room where the legendary wizard had lived for hundreds of years.

This is a two-story apartment building.

There is an upward spiral staircase in the middle.

The room looked very old, like a safe house rather than a luxurious residence. There were many shelves nested on the walls, which were filled with various bottles and cans, and some even exuded a strange smell.

As the greatest alchemist in the world, Nick must also be a master of potions, there is no doubt about it.

Across the stairs, there are two huge long tables, which are filled with various shiny magic props, or alchemy products, huge looking glasses, crystal balls for prophecy, golden scales, etc.

"Hey, I know this crystal ball!"

Owen's eyes flashed with surprise.

I have seen the movie!

This is a prophecy ball, right?

"Oh! This is an invention of mine. It's not very useful, but it's qualified as an early warning device." Nick held the corner of the table beside him and said slowly, "The key lies in the degree of danger, which is enough to destroy Paris. The danger can be more clearly revealed."

As he spoke, hesitation flashed across his eyes.

After looking at Owen's gray eyes full of surprise and eagerness to try, he couldn't help but said: "Want to try it? Although it's not that accurate, it may give you some inspiration, of course - The Alchemist I hate predictions about things that are beyond my control. The future is not set in stone."

"Of course, just stop here!" As he said this, Owen walked quickly to the crystal ball, put down his bowls and chopsticks, took out a silk scarf from his pocket, wiped his hands, and put his hand on the crystal ball with great interest. on the ball.

But who can stop us from getting a glimpse of the charm of the future?

Even if it's just a corner.

Of course, everyone's wish is different, Owen - his only wish now is when will he be the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Just kidding, he is quite satisfied with Professor Dumbledore.

Want to see who his future daughter-in-law is?Or want to see if he lives with grandpa again?

Uh—did you play Quidditch with Harry and the others to fulfill Professor Sprout's dream?

Ah~ Will the old headmaster regain his former enthusiasm in Godric's Hollow some midsummer?

And Miss Granger, has she ever become the Minister of Magic?If it really comes to pass, given their relationship, it shouldn't be a problem to have a ministerial post!

Little girl Hannah is also worrying. This child is a bit naive and always feels that she will be deceived.

Had Luna carved his name on the ceiling of her room?

Suddenly, a lot of various wishes popped up in Owen's head.

He remembered that there seemed to be such a saying in his previous life, when you can't decide the choice, you can flip a coin to decide.What matters is not which side falls, but which one you hope to throw into the sky.

He seems to have a lot of hopes!

This made him involuntarily widen his eyes, staring at the crystal ball expectantly.

I saw that the moment he touched the originally transparent crystal bottle, a ball of pitch black ink gushed out.

Then the black smoke gathered more and more, and soon gathered into a ball.

"Hi~ there are quite a lot of people!"

In the smoke, Owen was surprised to find many familiar figures appeared, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Hannah, Justin, and even Fleur, whom he had just met yesterday, all appeared in his future in a segment.

Dozens of people, hundreds of people.

They seem to be surrounding themselves.

With unspeakable sadness on his face, he saw Hermione lying in Harry's arms, tears running down her cheeks and dripping on the floor.

he saw-

At this moment, the image of the crystal ball became dim, like a flickering incandescent lamp, as if it would go out in the next second.

"Oh~ he seems to be broken." Nick on the side suddenly took out his wand, tapped the crystal ball lightly with the tip of the wand, and then the picture flashed suddenly, and everything became clear again.

"Hey! I really became the headmaster of Hogwarts. Hey, let me just say it! The old headmaster should retire. How old is he? The Hogwarts teaching staff should be younger and keep up with the times. "

In the golden auditorium, dozens or hundreds of people surrounded him and applauded enthusiastically.

Dumbledore got up from the big golden chair, he stroked his hair benevolently, walked past the crowd, passed the professors, passed countless reporters, and the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic that he had never seen before, led Looking at him, he sat on the chair that belonged to the principal.

At that moment, countless fireworks went up in the auditorium, dyeing the ceiling in color.

"Extraordinary, kid." Nick smiled and took Owen's hand off the crystal ball, "Few wizards can achieve such an achievement, not even Albus, not even me, at your age. excellent."

"You will be the most important driving force in changing the wizarding world!" he said.

"But, remember what I said?"

"Based on the moment, professor." Owen picked up his bowl bigger than his head again, scooped up a spoonful of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely.

"Yes, based on the moment." Nick patted Owen on the shoulder, and in his eyes full of vicissitudes, a ray of sadness flashed.

And this ray of sadness that should have been floating in the air just happened to fall into Owen's eyes.

He gulped Hesse's mouth indiscriminately, covering up the most genuine expression on his face, and his eyes flicked over the crystal ball.

The calm sea in my heart is filled with waves.

Then, Nick Flamel introduced his other works.

Among the dazzling alchemy creations, the most amazing thing for Owen is the door of this room.

Opposite the wooden spiral staircase is the large wooden door leaving the house, with a huge clock hanging on the door.

There is only one hand in the clock, and it does not point to time, but to countless places.

Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, Durmstrang, Paris Opera House, Devonshire streets, the Ministry of Magic, and dozens more places.

Just as Owen was thinking, the only pointer suddenly jumped from Devonshire Street to Notre Dame Cathedral, and then the door opened wide, and an old man with a white beard walked in from the door.

It's Dumbledore!

Behind him, the stretch of the Seine River and the towering Gothic Christian church buildings tell the story of its location all the time.

"I'll go, can the portkey play like this?" Owen looked at the wooden door in shock, and recognized at a glance that it should be a portkey.

But—it shouldn't be able to connect to several places!

As we all know, the location of the Portkey is unique, the same item cannot be the Portkey twice and take you to different places.

This is determined by the magic anchor point, just like a person cannot go left and right at the same time.

As far as Owen knew, the only Portkey that went to different places twice was the golden prayer wheel that Dumbledore brought him to France. The last time it anchored was Bhutan.

But after all, decades have passed. It is normal for Lao Dengtou to modify the anchor point.

But this one in front of me.

"How did you do it?" Owen stared at the legendary alchemist with great interest.

A Howl's Moving Castle has sprouted in my heart.

"Oh! This is my invention 300 years ago." Old Nick said very proudly, then introduced Dumbledore and Owen, and the three sat on the sofa. "It failed many times. I remember a failed experiment that caused a whole block to fall into the turbulence of time and space. The Ministry of Magic took a lot of effort to quell that magical disaster."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you. It's very simple - for a talented little wizard like you!" Nick said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Owen felt warm in his heart.

Look, what is talent, what is extraordinary, what is smart.

Forget it.

He touched his hair, which had grown ears. Fortunately, it was all at 0.0

"Did the investigation yield any results? Albus."

Next to the furry chair is a round table with three glasses of sparkling water.

Air squeezed out of the water, as if boiling.

"Some gains, but not much. It seems I have to spend some more time." The old principal's eyes passed over Owen without leaving a trace, and then fell on his old friend. "This period of time will be troublesome." You took care of him."

I'm on vacation tomorrow. I've been working for seven or eight days in a row, knock knock knock! ! !Crazy to earn money for the boss, it seems that the company is about to go bankrupt! e=(o｀*))) Alas, I can’t bear with my conscience because I didn’t make any money for my boss!ah! ! !My conscience, my conscience! ! !

oh!I have no conscience, that's okay.