Sword and Magic and Taxi

As expected, Zhao Mai met Mr. Nicholas Flamel again. His roar still lingered in my ears, it was What's the use of a gargoyle that can be controlled by others, it's all melted back into the furnace!

The final casualties have been tallied. The loss of houses and money had nothing to do with it. The lives of house elves and servants were just brushed aside. The death of several alchemy apprentices made the old man furious. As a famous alchemist, the Flamel family always attracts apprentices of alchemists and wizards. Those who can enter the mansion to study and never go back during the Christmas period are all core and important apprentices, not to mention that most of them have people behind them. Relations with other wizarding families.

Old Flamel knew this very well, so he was very angry. This incident will definitely greatly damage the authority of the Flamel family in the wizarding world. Giving life to stone statues through alchemy, and then using magic spells to control and command them is quite popular among wizard families on the European continent and is protected secretly as the core of the protection system. The old man made the gargoyle, but the daily maintenance of the spell did not need to go through his hands. He was furious with his descendants for unfavorable maintenance and leakage, and then started complaining about how to explain to the same ancient families.

Zhao Mai thought for a while, if he wanted to win over European wizards and gradually change the atmosphere of the magic world, this might be a good entry point. So he coughed twice and came into the sight of the old gentleman under the grateful eyes of the Flamel juniors.

Mr. Flamel, I have an idea.

Mike! Thank you so much this time! Nick Flamel - his name is too long, let me use this translation to save some words: D - stood up from the wheelchair, walked over quickly and walked towards Zhao Mai Stretching out his hands: First of all, I'm sorry that our negligence has caused trouble for your glorious duel. Then I want to thank you for your help to our family, especially the action of rescuing Barbara. Thank you very much.

This is what I should do. In fact, it was the trouble caused by the duel between Grindelwald and I in the manor. Zhao Mai said: Barbara's legs need to rest quietly, and it is best not to go to the ground within three months. , I still have some ointment here. You are a master of alchemy, and my ointment is just a token of my gratitude.

While talking, Zhao Mai asked Duojian to hand over the healing oil. There are many potions stored on The Che, all of which are goods prepared by Zhao Mai for the potion store. The bottle in his hand is a product that combines the knowledge of druids, city bachelors and wizards in potions classes, and is comparable to the existence of Black Jade Intermittent Cream.

Black jade? But this is white? Let me have a look, please? Nicoléme was accustomed to this kind of scene, and many alchemists would ask him to appreciate their works. So he took the ointment, opened it to identify it, raised his eyebrows and said: It's a natural recovery potion, which is really rare. Most alchemists pursue more magic, and there are very few natural ones. In fact, it is necessary According to me, what comes naturally lasts long. Just give this to Barbara!

If someone jumps out at this time and says: How can we trust the technology of this Oriental? or He must be trying to be courteous to Barbara with bad intentions! Or the leaker: He is coveting our family. XX secret treasure.

Then, Barbara stood firmly by Zhao Mai's side to defend him, fueling the arrogance of the bad intentions faction. Immediately afterwards, a wave of harmony faction came out, and based on the idea of ​​fairness and justice, they had a game/betting battle to verify the protagonist's strength, and at the same time let the protagonist prove that he had no intentions.

Negative, positive, and supporting characters take turns to appear, and a branching plot of several thousand words that is enjoyable to watch emerges in full. But unfortunately none of this appeared, it just flashed through Zhao Mai's mind...

That's what I prepared for the potion shop. There must be nothing wrong with the efficacy. Zhao Mai lowered his voice and said, Actually, I have another request: Can you give me the bodies of those who died? I have a magic spell that I have always wanted to do. experiment.

Are you a necromancer? Nicoléme frowned. The old man has lived for six hundred years, from the darkest era when wizards were hunted down to today. Many stories that are legends to people today are just memories for him. He does not reject the current black magic, because in the past these so-called black magic were just basic means used by wizards to protect themselves. But the Necromancer is another matter. It is not black, but an evil that plays with life, death and soul.

Of course not! Zhao Mai observed his words and categorically denied this accusation. I am also researching the Philosopher's Stone. There are currently some research results that have a certain probability of resurrecting people. This process is currently unstable, and I have been improving. I think it is always good if some losses can be recovered.

Mr. Nicoléme weighed the pros and cons and asked a question: Is your method quite resource-consuming?

Zhao Mai nodded and put on a helpless expression: If it weren't for too much consumption, I wouldn't want to open a magic shop to make money. I also want to have a magic stone, and then use alchemy to turn stones into gold.

The Midas touch can only be deceived for a while. It can be used for alchemy experiments, but it will gradually lose its effectiveness if it is too far away from the magic stone. Nicoléme smiled coldly: Several banks actually closed down that year, and there were three more The principality, who told them to support the elimination of wizards?!

There is such a secret, isn't it just like his ice sword, and the goblins in Gringotts must also start to have a headache, right? Zhao Mai now thinks that the old gentleman Nicoléme is quite cute - just like him?

He quickly pushed this thought out of his mind, then nodded and said: Yes, this resurrection ritual consumes a lot of resources. I can't test it often, so I'm asking you for help now.

Okay, you make a list of what you want, and I'll ask them to prepare it for you. But I have a request. Two other people and I will observe the ceremony.

I can't tell you the full recipe, it's my core secret.

I won't tell you how to make the magic stone. The old man chuckled twice, then turned to scold his younger generation: Collect all the dead, completely seal the manor and the castle, and no information is allowed to come out. ! Anyone who dares to say one more word will be shut up forever!

Big business! Zhao Mai rubbed his hands vigorously, sighing in his heart that he could finally eat big money. Although this time, the shriveled wallet will not swell, but it will definitely be able to replenish a lot of materials for preparing potions and making magic items. The list he lists will definitely exceed the actual quantity used to ensure that no one can deduce the formula from the material list. Zhao Mai never conceals this method, and the sophisticated old man must be aware of it.