Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

In the Ravenclaw Tower of Hogwarts, several girls from Beauxbatons were squatting and whispering.

At the door, they ran into Gabrielle and a boy entering the tower.

This was unprecedented. In France, the racial concept of the nobility was more obvious than in Britain. The Delacour family was a big family, not only because Fleur was the best student in Beauxbatons, but also because they had the blood of Veela and were members of the board of directors of Beauxbatons.

Therefore, when Fleur proposed to bring her sister here, almost no one objected. Gabrielle could be said to be the little princess of the entire Beauxbatons.

"Oh, my God, what did I see?"

"No way, no way, she hooked up with a boy from Hogwarts so quickly?"

"Do you think we need to tell Fleur, after all, this is her sister."

"Of course, she is only twelve years old."

"Alas, I don't know how sad those little boys in school will be if they find out."

Women are always gossipy, even witches from aristocratic schools are the same. Three women are a drama, and I'm afraid it won't be long before this matter spreads to all visitors to Beauxbatons.

They communicated in French, and even if Louis had good hearing, he couldn't understand what they were saying, and Gabrielle didn't hear it at all.

"Well, Professor Flamel lives on the top floor." Gabrielle said as she climbed up, "The short old man even specifically told his students not to disturb his rest."

The top floor of Ravenclaw Tower is also the common room of Ravenclaw College. Louis has never been to this building, which is taller than Gryffindor Tower.

To be honest, he didn't interact with Ravenclaw students much, except for Luna Lovegood, who was always alone, and Qiu Zhang, who was known as the school belle of Hogwarts.

"We're here." Gabrielle's petite body stopped in front of an eagle statue. Louis saw an old bare wooden board on it, and an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker hung on the door.

The bronze door knocker looked at the visitors, glanced at them, and then asked:

"Where did the missing things go?"

"This bronze ring always asks some messed up questions." Gabrielle scratched her head, "I don't know the answer at all. It was Luna who helped me get in before."

"You have a good relationship with her."

"Not really, but she is indeed a good friend." Gabrielle pushed him, "Okay, I don't know the answer anyway, so I can only rely on you here."

Ravenclaw College is known for its wisdom, so the entrance at the top of their tower will not be as casual as the portrait of the Fat Lady of Gryffindor.

Fortunately, he knew the answer to this question.

"Turn into nothingness."

The eagle ring "clicked" and opened, revealing a gap that people could walk through the originally closed door.

"You are really amazing." Gabrielle waved at him, "Come in quickly, otherwise the door will close automatically again, and the next problem may not be this."

Following Gabrielle's figure, Louis walked in, and what caught his eyes was a huge circular hall, with a huge statue of an eagle with spread wings in the middle, and it was wearing a replica of the Ravenclaw crown on its head.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."

"It's spectacular, isn't it." Gabrielle interrupted Louis's thoughts, "Don't look at it, Grandpa Flamel is waiting anxiously."

Following the two roads around the statue in the circular hall, the left side leads to the Ravenclaw common room, and the other side is the room that Flitwick vacated for Nicolas Flamel.

"Knock, knock, knock."

After knocking three times on the wooden door, the door of Flamel's room slowly opened, and Gabrielle jumped in happily and threw herself on the old man sitting on the chair.

"Grandpa Flamel, look, I brought someone to you."

"Gabrielle, you little rascal, you're going to break my old bones." Nick Flamel took Gabrielle off the chair, then turned to look at the boy who had just entered the room.

"Good evening, Mr. Flamel." Louis seemed very respectful. For this old monster over 600 years old, his knowledge was probably the most among the living people today.

"Ah, I can feel that you have become stronger again." Nick Flamel looked up and down at Louis, "Yes, the magic power surging in your body is indeed higher than the last time I saw you."

"This is not an ordinary increase in age." Flamel continued, "Do you have any opportunities, you little brat?"

"Uh..." Louis couldn't answer, there were too many secrets in his body.

"Forget it, if you don't want to talk, then don't talk." Flamel didn't continue to embarrass Louis, and turned around to pull out a book from the bookshelf behind him.

The book looked very old, and even if it was gently turned, there was a risk of breaking. Flamel waved his wand on it, and then a string of complicated Nero words appeared on it.

"Dumbledore should have told you that he wanted you to learn this spell this time."

"I saw you perform ancient magic before, but I didn't expect that you were so compatible with ancient magic. This magic is specifically used for Horcruxes. Three casters are needed. I am responsible for the soul channel, Dumbledore is on the periphery for protection, and you are the most critical."

"Enter the Horcrux and purify the soul body."

Flamel looked quite serious every word, because this in itself is a very dangerous thing, and even the fragments of Voldemort's soul are quite terrifying.

"So, whether you are willing to help us or not depends entirely on you."

Louis did not answer, but told him with practical actions. He stretched out his right hand and touched the glowing Nile letters. In an instant, the words suspended in the air were quickly imprinted on his body.

"Louis, you should know how dangerous this mission is, so..."

"It's okay, leave it to me." He smiled at Flamel. In fact, if it weren't for Slytherin's locket, he wouldn't have agreed to such a thing.

Since it can destroy Voldemort's soul without destroying the locket, why not do it? Moreover, the secrets in the locket can help him unblock the inheritance of the four founders in his body.

"I hope you won't disappoint me, Louis. I will be studying the Horcrux with Dumbledore these days. Let me know when you are ready."

"Also, if you encounter any questions about magic, you can ask Gabrielle." Flamel added.

"Her?" Louis pointed to the carefree French girl sitting in the rocking chair with a bit of surprise.

"Ah, although her English is indeed not very good, she is indeed my only successor in alchemy." Nick Flamel's tone was slightly proud, and his eyes looked at Gabri with some doting.