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"Everyone wants to be a great wizard like Principal Dumbledore."

Albert used a spoon to gently stir the black tea in front of him, took a sip, his eyes lit up, he couldn't help but praised: "Your craftsmanship is awesome, this is the best black tea I have ever had. If possible, Please teach me how to make such a delicious cup of black tea."

If it were in his previous life, Albert would really not be able to drink black tea as good or bad, but after drinking black tea for several years in this life, whether it is good or not, I can really drink it.

It can only be said that it is indeed a man who has lived for hundreds of years. The ratio of black tea, milk and sugar is really good.

"Of course." Perenal smiled. "I tell you, Albus doesn't like to drink my tea. He always says my tea tastes too weak."

"Everyone has their own favorite taste. I heard that Principal Dumbledore loves sweets more." Albert tried another buckwheat biscuits baked on a plate. They were also great, with a strong aroma of wheat. The more fragrant, the less sweet.

For those who like sweets, it's not delicious!

As the two old men talked, they remembered their first meeting with Dumbledore.

The situation is similar to that of Albert, who met Le May and his wife under the introduction of other wizards. Unlike Albert, Dumbledore had been in correspondence for several years before meeting the Lemays.

Dumbledore graduated from Hogwarts School and passed through France when he began to travel the world. Under the introduction of acquaintances, he met Le May for the first time.

When the two parties met for the first time, there were many topics in common and they had a great time chatting.

Later, Dumbledore stayed in France for a few months, most of the time discussing magic and alchemy with Nicol.

"At that time, we found other uses for dragon blood together and successfully made a spot remover."

"Principal Dumbledore discovered twelve uses for dragon blood. I have memorized this in the book."

"How to put it, this statement is actually wrong." Nicol sipped the black tea and recalled, "When Albus found other uses for dragon blood, part of the use of dragon blood had already been invented by other wizards. In that era, information exchange was not as convenient as it is now, and not many people knew about it."

"Later, Albus published a paper on the use of dragon blood, which directly led most wizards to believe that Albus discovered twelve uses for dragon blood."

"I still remember that Dumbledore clarified this matter." Perenar said, "It's just that everyone's word of mouth has become like that. No one really cares whether he invented the use of dragon blood. "

"I remember Ivan Dillonsby once claimed that when Dumbledore "borrowed" his papers, he had discovered eight uses for dragon blood." Harris said with a smile. An incident from a year ago, "In fact, Ivan Dillons was a step behind, thinking that Dumbledore had robbed him of his work, so he went around slandering Dumbledore. That guy's reputation is not very good, I I remember that he claimed that he had cracked the formula of Floo powder, and when he tried, he blew himself up from the fireplace."

Listening to several people reminiscing about the past, Albert felt that he was really knowledgeable. Although he didn't care about Dumbledore's past, he didn't mind listening to it as a story. Sometimes it was really interesting, especially the dusty past.

The truth of history is often not necessarily the information recorded on parchment.

After all, that is what the winner wrote.

"Please forgive me for this nagging problem. It's always the case when I'm older." Nicol drank the cold black tea and said to Albert with a smile.

"No, these past events are very interesting." Albert shook his head and said he didn't mind. "My grandfather also likes to tell me past stories."

"By the way, can you tell me about the fourteenth century, what kind of era was that?" He continued, "I heard that ancient magic is more prosperous than it is now, and many magic and alchemy have been in this era. Disappeared."

"It's not that it's gone." Nicol shook his head. "It's just not suitable."

"Not suitable?" Albert wondered what he meant.

"The fourteenth century, that era, was called the Dark Middle Ages." The old man recalled, "To some extent, this statement is actually correct. It was a very ignorant and dark age. Although wizards have Own rules and constraints, but most of them are relatively unscrupulous, and they will not be hidden like the current wizards, so they will create a very prosperous illusion."

"Knowledge was very precious in that era. Many wizards would hide their knowledge. Because they rarely communicate with each other, wizards can only try to develop some magic for themselves, and most of these magic are messy spells. When you don't know much about magic, these magics are very precious."

"However, most of the spells have been eliminated by time."

"Sure enough, the so-called prosperity is just thinking of prosperity." Albert murmured.

"Yes, it is undeniable that some magic is indeed lost, but a lot of magic is still left behind after the test of time." Nicol explained softly, "It's just that this part of the knowledge is well preserved and needs to be touched specifically. To know these things."

"For ease of management?" Albert murmured.

"Yes, for ease of management."

It was not Nico who answered him, but Mr. Harrisis who had not spoken since.

"Maybe I shouldn't talk about it."

"Very few people can see these things clearly," Nicol said. "However,

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Everything has two sides, and it is indeed more peaceful now than before. "

"But it is undeniable that it was an era when even Muggles were keen on alchemy." Nico turned the subject off. "That was indeed the most prosperous era of alchemy. Many theories, origins and studies were in that era. Born of the times."

"For alchemy?"

"Yes, for alchemy, to get rich," Perenal said with a smile, "At least, most of the Muggles at the time were indeed for this purpose."

"You alone succeeded." Albert said with a smile.

"The Philosopher's Stone cannot make gold." Nicol shook his head and denied it.

"But you are already immortal."

"That's not gold. We only realized it later." Nicol's tone was helpless, "It's like gold made by using a transformation spell or a copying spell."

"Of course, Muggles can't tell."

Realizing that Nicol seemed reluctant to talk about the Philosopher's Stone, Albert moved the topic in other directions.

He occasionally asked some alchemy questions, and he took the protective bracelet he made to ask Nico, hoping that the other party could provide him with some good suggestions.

Nicol really understands a lot of things, because the alchemy of that era contains a lot of things. Although he may not be proficient when he was young, he can even say that he can only dabble, but people have lived for a long time, and they understand everything that should be understood. Up.

Albert's situation is different~www.mtlnovel.com~ He is only a 13-year-old child.

Nico vaguely realized that the boy in front of him had extraordinary talents in his communication with Albert.

The term magic is very appropriate.

In fact, Nico knew something about the Wild Smith family, and he had dealt with more than one "Wild Smith".

The topics the two talked about next involved many fields, and Albert gave his own views based on his own understanding.

Even if he didn't check it, he knew that the experience of panel skills was rising rapidly.

The chat went on and off for several hours, and it was not until noon that the two parties stopped to prepare for lunch. Albert was enjoying the French cuisine when he realized that Harris had quietly left.

"You can stay here temporarily, and Mr. Harrisis will come and pick you up in a few days." Perenal said to Albert.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^