I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 140 Albus, that kid, he doesn’t have much time.

"Of course, I like little wizards." Nick said happily, "I always wanted to go to Bubaston to continue to be a professor, but they didn't allow it, they said they were afraid that little wizards would bump into me, really, no matter how old I am Do you still care about those false names?"

"Heh—" Hearing Nick's thoughts, Owen's expression twitched unnaturally.

Is it possible, I mean, that by collision they mean physics?

"Children are always rough." Dumbledore nodded, "Especially some 14-year-old children. They are full of energy and will definitely cause all kinds of troubles."

The old principal is obviously hinting at something!

Irving on the side was indignant about this, you, you, you - how can you accuse someone of innocence with empty words!

"It's a good thing to be energetic." Nick pointed enthusiastically at the sparkling water on the table, "It was recommended to me by a young Muggle-born wizard. After I destroyed the Philosopher's Stone, I often felt When my energy is low, maybe staying with the little wizards can make me younger, haha."

Nick's hearty laughter proves that this old man who has gone through 600 years of time is still young at heart.

But what he said.

The corner of Owen's mouth twitched slightly. I really think I'm a British guy. The Perrier (sparkling water) has a history of more than 100 years. The little wizard you are talking about is probably bigger than Dumbledore.

And the Sorcerer's Stone.

Ok?

"Have you destroyed the Philosopher's Stone?" He looked at Nicolome in surprise, it is the ultimate treasure of wizards!Are you willing?

"Yes." Nick said calmly.

Principal Dumbledore on the side also said to Owen in a vicissitudes and warm tone: "For people with a very clear mind, death is just another great adventure."

"No. I'm not saying you want to live forever." Owen glanced at Dumbledore, who taught him every day, every day, every day, and if he continued to educate, he would really become a white wizard!

Why!Inexplicably, I feel that my conscience has been returned by the dog a lot.

Killing a dark wizard is still a little uneasy! (funny)

"Only fools think about immortality, like Voldemort with his brain twitching."

"The most important thing about life is its brevity. Pursuing those noble things in a limited time will make life brilliant like fireworks. An infinite life will only deprive the value of life. Because of eternity, everything will be meaningless."

"I just think it's a pity." Owen sighed.

"That's the Philosopher's Stone! What a good source of energy! The huge magic power is vast, and it's the most suitable fuel. Press it on the starship, and I'll go to the centaur galaxy to kill Trisolarans."

He shook his head with a distressed expression, "It's a pity, what a pity."

To be honest, Owen really doesn't think much about immortality. As a person of the third generation, he has a completely disdainful attitude towards death.

Anyway, I have died twice, so are you afraid of the third time?

On the contrary, it is the other uses of the Sorcerer's Stone that fascinated Owen, the majestic magic power, and the incredible replacement of metals.

Its value is by no means in making elixirs of life.

It should serve a greater purpose.

For example - making outstanding contributions to the liberation of all wizards?

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Owen's words seemed to have magic power, causing the two old men of different ages to look at him with suspicion.

Especially Nick, his eyes were shaken and shocked. He was shocked that a 13-year-old child could have such a kind heart.

for death.

He couldn't face it until a few years ago.

The longer he lived, the more fearful and cowardly he became.

He has been hiding from death for hundreds of years.

But this child - it's hard to imagine what kind of childhood he had experienced.

Albus, this is your best student~

On the side, Professor Dumbledore also had a similar expression to Nick's, but he was not that surprised. In the first grade, he had already seen the essence of the child clearly before the Mirror of Erised.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Owen was far more than he thought.

"You surprised me, Owen. I never knew that you had such a view on death." Professor Dumbledore looked at him kindly, his eyes becoming more gentle.

"(ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~ I am a wise man." Owen raised his head triumphantly, and pointed his nostrils at the two elderly people whose combined age is nearly [-] years old.

"Okay, let's talk about some serious business!" The old principal smiled noncommittally, and then motioned Owen to take out the thing.

Understanding, Dumbledore looked at Owen, got up from the chair where he had slept all day, and took his suitcase over.

In front of Nick, he opened it slowly, and then a small creature with a tall hat came out of the box.

"Oh! Sir, it's you!"

Dobby held a hoe and carefully raised his head.

The tall hat on the head is too high for it.This made it necessary to support it with one hand at all times.

"Meow~" Then, taking advantage of the crack in the box, a small white thing jumped out from Dobby's feet and jumped into Owen's arms.

Sherlock licked his cheek excitedly, making Owen tickle.

"Oh! It seems to be very healthy!" Dumbledore nodded, his eyes passing over Owen without leaving a trace, and then looking at his old friend, Nick.

Then came the restlessness from the box, this time it was Bacal.

Xiaolong flapped his wings and landed on Owen's shoulder, rubbing his head slightly against his earlobe.

This aroused the comparison of another white beast, Sherlock suddenly got out of Owen's arms, and then jumped on top of his head.

The white beast raised its head, its sapphire-like eyes moved down, and its mane-covered head looked very majestic.

Brother, you have to figure out your position!

"Two lovely little guys."

Nicolème raised his head, with a frightened smile on his dry face.

"Look at its claws." He pointed to Sherlock and said, "That doesn't look like Zouwu's claws."

"Oh! God, look at its head, those two little buns. And the patterns on its belly. Those spots."

"It's unbelievable, unbelievable! Someone can combine the abilities of several magical animals into one body." A light flashed in Nick's eyes, which is the excitement that scientists only show when they see the most perfect research materials. expression.

"There is another old friend~" Dumbledore hadn't finished his sentence when there was a hissing sound from inside the box.

Dobby jumped out quickly and hid behind Owen's chair in fear.He stuck his head out and stared at the box with big eyes in fear.

Then a ten-inch python slowly crawled out of the box.

She uttered the snake letter, and the beast's eyes glanced at all the people present.

However - after being taught by Dumbledore in Parseltongue for a while, the aggressiveness of this giant python seems to have weakened a bit.

Maybe it was just that she was full.

Nagini, who climbed out of the box, did not attack anyone, but curled up in a ball, watching them vigilantly.

"This is—Nagir?"

Of course Nicole May recognized her. He had studied the Blood Curse at Dumbledore's request decades ago, but in the end he couldn't find a way to break it.

Or, if Nagini was still in her mother's womb, there might be something he could do.

Before he was ten years old, he also had some methods.

However, when they met for the first time, the girl was already in her 20s, and the curse in her blood had already eroded her body and even her soul.

Even the greatest alchemist in the world cannot reverse this trend.

unless--

"These are worthy of my study." Nick's eyes sparkled. As an old man who has lived for more than 600 years, he knows best how to maintain enthusiasm and not go crazy.

Staying curious is definitely the best way.

"Oh! By the way, Owen." Dumbledore suddenly seemed to think of something, and after Nick looked at each other, he said enthusiastically: "Miss Granger seems to have come to Paris with her parents, you have to meet ?"

"And this is your hometown, don't you want to go around?"

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"Humph!"

"If you look at me as an eyesore and want to drive me away, just say it, beating around the bush!" Owen jumped up from the sofa, then took Sherlock off his head, and hugged her in his arms.

Well - forget about Bakar, Muggles still can't accept the existence of dragons.

"How do I get back?"

"Use this!" Nick on the side gave Owen a compass, "He will lead you to find your way home."

"Oh!"

After giving Bacal to Dumbledore, Owen hugged Sherlock and walked away, "I went out for a stroll."

The narrow gate was opened, then closed again.

Dobby naturally chased after him. He was wearing a black cloak with an exaggerated length. When he left, his robe was caught in the door. "Oops!" After saying "Ouch!", he pushed the door open again and rubbed his head. Hold the robe in your arms and close the door again!

"This child!" Dumbledore couldn't help but smiled.

However, the smile didn't last long, and soon turned serious.

"Did you find anything?" he asked softly.

"I hope you can be mentally prepared, Albus." Nick showed a rare apologetic expression, then he got up slowly, trotted all the way to the bookshelf, and pulled out two huge magic books. A piece of parchment.

"I didn't expect that someone would actually experiment with this forbidden magic."

He returned the parchment in his hand to Dumbledore.

"You should know that the crowning achievement of alchemy was never the Philosopher's Stone."

"Human alchemy is the ultimate pursuit of alchemists, the birth of life from inorganic substances. For thousands of years, from Aristotle, Abraham, to Xu Fu, Heinrich, and Paracelsus. No one has ever succeeded.”

"This kid is a miracle."

As he said that, Nick's expression became lonely.It seems that he has aged a lot in an instant.

His figure is like the afterglow of the setting sun, unwilling to sink into the sea.

The nostalgic red light turned into silk thread, holding Yunwu's hand, reluctant to let go.

"But, Albus." The words were in his throat, and Nick refused to say them.

he.

He is still so young.

Destiny is so cruel and infuriating!

He should have scolded instead of going gentle into that good night.

Rebuke, rebuke the injustice of fate.

Scolded, scolded at the passing of light.

"The kid, he—he's running out of time."