Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

Stone felt like he was wrapped in something, and then entered a twisted space. When he reappeared, he saw the door of his home.

Fantastic experience.

After thinking about it for a moment, Stone rang his doorbell.

——The key was deep in the suitcase, and he didn't bother to dig through it.

Soon, Ms. Karina came out and gave Stone a hug as soon as she opened the door:

"I thought you wouldn't come back."

"Hehe -" Stone scratched his head and smiled.

Today is the first day of school at Hogwarts. Without Nico Flamel, he might not come back.

After his mother let go of him, Stone pointed at Nico Flamel with five fingers and his palms and said:

"Let me introduce to you, this is Nico Flamel, a..."

"Teacher," Nico Flamel said, "I am his alchemy teacher."

"Oh - please come in." Karina said, "Thank you for teaching him."

"It should be." Nico Flamel followed slowly into the manor.

"..." Stone followed in expressionlessly.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he made a profit or a loss.

His alchemy is completely self-taught, so Nico Flamel is suspected of taking advantage, but it should be an honor to be recognized by such an alchemy master and regard himself as a teacher...

"Forget it." Stone murmured: "It's time to start the next stage of adventure, let him be happy."

After entering the manor, Nico Flamel walked around and admired it. Stone, Karina, and Karl sitting on the sofa were all confused.

"Is there any problem?" Karl asked doubtfully.

"As expected, they are from the Cape family, and the decorative styles are all the same."

After hearing this, Karl fell silent:

"Who are you? Why do you know about our family affairs?"

housework?

Stone, who was listening in, was shocked. It turned out to be true!

"Sorry - I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Nico Flamel." He said apologetically.

"Nicholas Flamel, Nicol Flamel..." Karl murmured, and after thinking for a long time, his eyes widened, "Are you still alive?"

"Oh! Sorry." Karl realized that something was wrong with his words and explained: "I saw your name in the family book when I was a child. You should be a friend of an ancestor of our family, right?"

"Family book?" Stone finally couldn't help but ask, "Does our family have that thing?"

"Yes, at your grandpa's house."

"I still have a grandpa?"

"..." Karl was silent for a moment, "Then where did I come from?"

"That was not what I meant......"

"You were still young at that time... Forget it, I'll explain it to you later." Karl waved his hand, "In short, family books are the autobiographies of some people who have made achievements in the family in the past, and their deeds will be recorded by future generations. It’s written into a book, and it’s pretty thick.”

"Ok."

Stone can remember things very clearly about his childhood, but because of his eyesight, he doesn't understand many things at all. Now it seems that the stories of his elders are quite exciting.

But again, curiosity is curiosity. These stories have little to do with him, and he is not in a hurry to find out.

"Then you guys chat, I'm going back to the room first."

The Hogwarts Express started at eleven o'clock, and it was now half past nine, so time was still a bit tight.

You don’t need to pack too much into the suitcase for clothes. There are only a few more clothes than when you first went on vacation. What needs to be taken care of is the suitcase for gifts.

Stone opened the box and took out the moon phase necklace and some exquisite plates that he bought specially for his mother. After sending them out, he hurriedly pulled her out of the door without caring about the harvest.

"In such a hurry?"

Karina asked dissatisfiedly while starting the car.

"Yes, the train is about to leave. If there is no teacher, I might just ask someone over there to take me back to school."

"Okay, okay." Karina muttered and drove out of the manor.

The car stopped steadily at King's Cross Station. Karina looked at Stone's two boxes and asked:

"What's in your new suitcase isn't a gift for someone else, is it?"

"There are some." Stone picked up the two boxes, "I still have some friends in school."

"Do you have that little girl?"

"Who?"

"That little girl named Hermione."

"Oh, her." Stone thought for a moment, "It's hard to say, I have to see enough."

As soon as he finished saying this, Stone heard a familiar voice coming from behind:

"What? You didn't bring me a special gift? Are you even considering whether to give it to me? Are you going to forget me next?"

"..."

Stone turned around numbly, and Hermione was standing behind him.

He turned back blankly and looked at his mother in disbelief.

What kind of world is this? Why would a mother frame her own son?

Karina, who understood Stone's expression, raised her eyebrows and pressed the button on the car window. The window slowly rose, she started the car and drove away.

After the parents left, Hermione stood in front of Stone with her hands on her hips:

"Tell me, have you forgotten me?"

"Hahahaha... how is that possible?" Stone smiled and put his arm around Hermione's shoulders, "You know, I have a good memory."

Stone was holding the suitcase in his hand. Hermione's shoulders were a little heavy, but she didn't break away. She just looked at Stone with an unhappy expression and said in a low voice:

"That's weird, it took so long just to think of my name."

"I just didn't react for a while." Stone held her shoulder and walked to the platform.

"Then did you bring me a gift?"

"Of course there are, everyone has them."

"Then what gift did you bring me?"

"It's up to you to choose."

"You mean you didn't bring it specially for me?"

"...Don't go too far." Stone's hand increased a little bit, "How can I help you pick out gifts all the time when I have time? Some of them would be nice."

"It hurts-" Hermione slapped Stone's arm hard.

"Admit your mistake."

"I was wrong, please be gentler!"

"That's pretty much it." Stone gently raised his arm.

"I asked you to be gentle. I didn't say I wouldn't let you ride."

"...There's something strange about you."

However, Stone had already seen the strangeness of this girl, so he followed her wishes and could reduce his own burden, which was good.

This strange posture was maintained until station nine and three-quarters.

After the pit stop, Stone let go of Hermione's shoulders.

This is the territory of the wizarding world. In the wizarding world, suitcases can fly forward on their own.