Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

"You're not dead? How is that possible?"

Nicolas Flamel coughed weakly a few times. The old man over 600 years old could not stand such torture.

"What, should I die? I just ran out of magic power and passed out."

Hector was very surprised by what Nicolas Flamel said. He first touched his forehead. Fortunately, he did not have a lightning scar like Harry. Then Hector carefully checked his magic power - to his surprise, the feeling of deficit did not appear. The three cards were still radiating their own light. The magic power flowing in the body was a little too full. It did not look like he had fainted due to excessive consumption of magic power.

It doesn't make sense to recover so quickly? Hector slapped himself without hesitation. The clear pain told him that this was not a dream. Hector rubbed his aching cheek. There was no way. The magic power level in Hector's body was only stronger than before. The power surging in his blood vessels gave him an unreal sense of power.

""It's broken into pieces."

Hector hit the chair that Nicolas Flamel had prepared for him.

The chair screamed in pain the moment it was hit by the spell, which made Hector take a step back involuntarily.

The ordinary-looking chair moved automatically, twitching violently, and soon turned from a chair into a big alchemical dog.

The big dog stared at Hector with vicious eyes, curled up its body, and slowly moved to the corner.

Not long after, the big dog let out a wail.

It could no longer maintain the integrity of its body, and unwillingly turned into pieces of scattered metal debris.

"How is this possible?"

Nicolas Flamel exclaimed twice in a short period of minutes, which was in stark contrast to his well-informed personality.

"What's the matter, Mr. Flamel?"

"You shouldn't be able to smash this chair."

Mr. Flamel struggled to stand up from the ground, his gray hair soaked with sweat, scattered in front of his wrinkled forehead. Nicolas Flamel was rarely so embarrassed, but his eyes were also unusually bright. Facing Hector's inquiring eyes, Mr. Flamel explained,

"This chair and my alchemical armor were created at the same time. The core ideas, materials, techniques and even anti-magic settings of these two products are similar, but my design direction is different - in short, if your spell can destroy this chair, then your spell can almost penetrate the defense of that armor."

"But I couldn't penetrate your armor just now——"

"So theoretically you can't cause even a little damage to this chair. Although it is a bit hurtful, it is a fact."

The two looked at each other.

Hector's magic power increased significantly for no reason.

Both of them were recalling everything that had just happened, but it was mainly Nicolas Flamel who was recalling, after all, Hector was still in a coma.

Unfortunately, after reviewing the whole incident, the two still had no clue.

Hector thought of a very ridiculous reason - Nicolas Flamel's killing curse helped Hector's magic power increase.

It is indeed ridiculous, but it seems to be the only explanation, but does the killing curse have this effect? At least there is no evidence to say no, just like parachutes rarely have bad reviews - according to Nicolas Flamel's description, in the magic world for so many years, only two people have survived after direct contact with the killing curse.

Hector is one, and the other is...

The first one is Harry, but there are other factors that allowed Harry to survive, similar to rebound, which are not included in the reference range.

If this is true, then the understanding of the Kedavra curse will have to change completely, because in this case, the working principle of the Kedavra curse is not the annihilation of the soul, but the input of too much energy into the human body in a short period of time, which causes the wizard's magic to overload, and the body cannot accommodate it and directly dies, or the brain with a power of only 20 watts is directly burned, which causes the person to burp directly.

Could it be that the effect of the Kedavra curse is really to choke a person to death? No wonder the book says that"Avada Kedavra is an extremely cruel and evil spell.

"

Hector had thought of the discovery of the Kedavra curse and the development of a series of stories. At this time, Nicolas Flamel made that harsh and hoarse voice from his throat,

"Let me tell you."

Hector shrank his neck, and the hoarse voice gave him goose bumps. Hector subconsciously took a few steps in the opposite direction of Nicolas Flamel, and his eyes were full of vigilance when he looked at Mr. Flamel.

"Mr. Flamel, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, Hector. This is an old man in my body. He has been with me since I was very young, but he doesn't talk like this.——"

It's really a personal grandfather's golden finger setting. Hector has seen it before, but he still likes his own one more - although the system's presence is very weak and the basic functions need to be explored by oneself, it is better than having a pair of eyes watching his every move. Hector still enjoys this feeling of freedom.

"A large part of my strength has been drained away, but it is still necessary to come out, Nico, I need your help."

The first thing that came out was a hoarse voice, and Nico Flamel nodded.

"How can I help you?"

"Just give me some soul power, not much."

Nicolas Flamel did not reply, he just sat cross-legged quietly on the chair. Like many novels Hector had read, a glowing old man emerged from Mr. Flamel's body. This old man, Hector, or Li Buyan, was really too familiar.

"Grandpa!"

The cautious Hector threw down his wand and ran towards the old man, wanting to give him a big hug.

"Be careful, don't say anything."

The old man also opened his arms, wanting to give this long-lost child a big hug. Yes, it took Hector only two years to see his grandfather again, and the old man waited for six hundred years.

Closer, closer, Hector's speed was very fast, his tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes. Hector had never missed that warm and reliable embrace so much, but the solid embrace did not appear, and his body went straight through the old man.

Dear grandpa, when we met again, it was just a shadow, like a dream.

"I didn't expect to see you here again, my child. Is life over there hard for you?"

Hector burst into tears. It was not only his body that was crying, but also the soul from another world, which belonged to Li Buyan.

"It's okay, Grandpa found you, didn't he? Relax, everything will be fine with Grandpa here."

Hector was completely speechless, he curled up and got as close to the old man's illusory body as possible, he knew he could not feel that familiar embrace again, but being closer, he could feel a different kind of warmth, the old man gently stroked Hector's head, his illusory hand passed through the thick hair, not even stirring up the air around him, but the old man kept doing it, never stopping

"I finally understand what the pioneer meant.

The old man sighed and looked at Hector with a loving look in his eyes.

"I could have replaced him, but I couldn't bear to do it. I'm just a dying old man, and being able to see this world is the greatest gift. So, I became the mysterious old grandfather you told me about, but I'm not that powerful or mysterious."

Grandpa was still so nagging, he stood beside Hector and chattered about his story.

"I gave him all the talents I drew. He is a very good kid. Like you, he has always been the best in his grade. He is very humble and hardworking. I thought that when he grows up, I would help him find a suitable person, just like I wanted to do for you."

At this point, Grandpa's tone became a little complaining.

"This kid is not good here. He is completely focused on alchemy. I have told him so many times but he won't listen. If I could, I would beat him with my shoe sole - he doesn't want a child, but I want a great-grandson. It's not like I can't have one.——"

"Grandpa, isn't the side effect of the talent you gave him, that he won't have any offspring? Is that the absorption or something?"

"He remembered it wrongly. It's not that he has no offspring. It should be that the spells he casts on his offspring or descendants of the same bloodline will lose their effect, and his offspring will gain the corresponding strength of magic. It's almost like a master's initiation. You have secretly read so many novels, you should know more than me - this is not a side effect. When I chose this, I wanted to pass on the power."

Hearing his grandfather's words, Hector was convinced���Thinking about it. It seems that the killing curse that Nicolas Flamel used on him should have turned into magic and infused into his body. But why is Nicolas Flamel related to him by blood? Shouldn't he be Dumbledore's blood? If not, why did Nicolas Flamel's killing curse fail? There are still many mysteries, but now I still have to be patient and listen to the old man's explanation slowly.