A day at Hogwarts

Nico Flamel, one of the greatest alchemists in the world, has lived for more than six hundred years relying on the magic stone he made. He is a man who is truly tired of living.

Everyone, including Charles and Dumbledore, believed that Flamel and his wife Perenal died not long after losing the Philosopher's Stone, after all, the grass on the graves had now grown again.

However, Charles found that although Flamel standing in front of him looked a little old and weak, with almost transparent skin on his face and hands, and almost no muscles, he was energetic enough to sail the Richelieu.

Flamel said triumphantly: "Do you think I am dead like your grandfather?"

Charles was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly: "You also know my grandfather?"

Flamel nodded and said, "When he first picked you up, he came to me and asked me to make a self-cleaning diaper."

Charles' face twitched. No wonder the old man stuffed the diaper at the bottom of the box, saying it could be used again in the future.

Flamel then said very depressedly: "He also wanted to ask me to become a woman, only to use my upper body to feed you, but I kicked him out."

Charles looked up at the sky and felt a little like crying. He didn't want to think about the years before arriving at No. 3 Privet Drive. After settling there, if it weren't for the help of the aunts and aunts in Little Whinging headed by Petunia, he would have said it to himself. Maybe he died before he could even walk.

Then Flamel said a little happily: "What really made me interested in you was when Angelina came to visit my grave that day and said that there was a beautiful child who saved two strangers with the energy of the magic stone."

Charles scratched his head in embarrassment, and the next moment his face suddenly changed, and he said in surprise: "Didn't Mrs. Angelina promise to keep this matter secret through an unbreakable oath?!"

He was present when Dumbledore and Angelina made an unbreakable vow about the Sorcerer's Stone. Could it be that Angelina took advantage of a loophole and said what she said to the tombstone did not count to others.

Flamel was obviously a little surprised, and finally sighed: "Angelina is a Veela, and their research on the soul is beyond my imagination."

Then he asked Charles: "Do you want to know the secret of the Philosopher's Stone that makes people live longer?"

Charles frowned slightly and asked calmly: "What's the price?"

Flamel pointed to the stone bench, and after the two sat down, he asked him: "What are your thoughts on the Philosopher's Stone?"

Charles took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Energy does not appear out of thin air. It is most convenient to replenish it with the same energy."

He didn't say it clearly, but Flamel understood it clearly. If a person wants to live longer, the easiest way is to use the lives of others to extend his own life.

"You are right." Flamel answered frankly. "Perenal and I have as much longevity as you imagine."

"Many people think that longevity depends on the body. This is wrong. My body is very fragile now. It hurts so much when I shake hands with others. The real vitality comes from the soul."

Charles didn't speak, just listened quietly, wondering why he was telling himself these things.

Flamel continued: "I started studying the Philosopher's Stone out of curiosity. The first Merlin had heard of ideas for making the Philosopher's Stone, but no one had ever been able to succeed."

"I didn't succeed at first, and just when I was about to give up, I was 21 years old and the Black Death swept across France, then England, and across the Rhine."

"Countless people died in pain, including many of my friends."

"I thought I had to do something to cure the terrible plague, so I continued to study the Philosopher's Stone until many years after the Black Death ended."

"I was 40 years old. At that time, I moved to the Spanish city of Najera with Perenal to escape the war. I didn't expect that a war also happened there."

"That day was about ten days after the Spring Equinox. Nearly ten thousand people died on the other side of the river outside the city. There was no secrecy law at that time, and many wizards working for the nobles also died."

"On that day, the Philosopher's Stone, which I thought had failed again, began to glow."

Charles nodded, indicating that he understood what it meant.

During the Hundred Years' War between England and France, England pushed France to the ground and beat her. In the Battle of Najera, England's Black Prince Edward beat the French and Spanish coalition forces to a pulp.

Many people died at that time, and the Philosopher's Stone was fully charged.

Charles thought for a while and said: "Some people will become ghosts after death. From the perspective of energy utilization, some life forces remain after death. Some become ghosts, and some dissipate. The Magic Stone can Absorb this energy."

Flamel asked him in surprise: "Did you think of it yourself or did someone tell you?"

Charles replied: "Just thought of it."

Flamel patted him on the shoulder and said, "If I had known you were so smart, I would have waited at the trash can."

"I didn't know at the time that as you said, I always thought that the Philosopher's Stone required magical energy. Until that year, I met the mysterious wizard, who was Joan of Arc's teacher."

"The wizard told me that the power of the soul is the most powerful and mysterious power in the world, and pointed out the direction of my research."

It was the mysterious wizard again. Charles asked curiously: "Sir, Mr. Flamel, can you tell me about that wizard?"

Flamel thought for a while and said: "She is very mysterious and very powerful. No one except Joan of Arc has seen her appearance. They only know that she is a beauty."

"Sometimes she acted irrationally. When Joan of Arc was captured and sold to the English, it was she who prevented the rescue. Joan of Arc was burned on the stake for seven days and nights, almost fainting from thirst and hunger, and it should be her handiwork that the angel finally descended to earth."

"The most speechless thing is that she thought about letting Joan marry Henry VI of England. Joan was 19 years old and Henry VI was 9. In the end, Joan chased her with a sword and chopped down half of the city."

"We haven't seen Joan of Arc since she came back from England. We only know that she said she wanted to travel around the world and took away Joan of Arc's two money boxes when she left."

"I doubt she got to Hogwarts by then."

Charles nodded slightly, just wanting to know more about the historical figure and didn't ask any more questions.

Flamel then looked at him carefully and said thoughtfully: "Do you want to know how to make the Philosopher's Stone?"

Without thinking, Charles shook his head and said, "I don't want it."

He was not interested in magic stones or anything else, especially after knowing that human lives were needed to recharge the energy. If this matter were to be spread, there would be no telling how many ambitious people would kill people like livestock just to prolong their lives.

Seeing his refusal, Flamel said: "Very good, I will leave the method of making the Philosopher's Stone to you for safekeeping."

Charles had a black thread and understood what he was thinking. He was not greedy, so it was appropriate to keep it. If he had known that he had been greedy just now, it would have frightened him.

He tried to run, but found that neither Apparition nor the portkey based on house-elf magic worked.

Seeing him like this, Flamel smiled and said, "You can't run away. I value your kindness and non-greedy qualities. It's a pity that the method of making the magic stone has been lost. I'll keep it for you."

"No!" Charles immediately refused. "I want to live a leisurely life in the future and don't want to get involved with other troublesome things. You'd better hire someone else."

Flamel sighed, and his whole person suddenly became gloomy, like a candle about to be blown out in the wind. He said in a hoarse voice: "My life is about to come to an end. You can't bear to let me, an old man, carry regrets." Leave this world?"

Charles replied: "Let me help you tell Professor Dumbledore about this. He can eat and sleep now, and it seems that he can live for a long time."

Flamel smiled and said, "Do you think you have room for bargaining?"

Charles sighed and said seriously: "Sir, Mr. Flamel, I want to hear your true thoughts. I don't believe you believe me just because of a few words of mine."

Flamel smiled and said nothing, stood up and walked towards the fountain. When he stepped onto the water, he turned back to Charles and said, "You have to trust the intuition of an old man who has lived for more than six hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Charles suddenly found that there was a deep hole underneath him, and he fell down.

As Charles was falling, he heard Flamel's voice ringing in his ears: "The future of mankind lies in the stars and the sea. I can't see it anymore. It depends on you young people."