The method of beauty and comics pierces the heavens

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After Dumbledore made his decision, his actions were unexpected and decisive.

Early the next morning, without even bothering to eat breakfast, Dumbledore started his journey with Tension who had just finished his meditation.

His resolute speed would put the bosses of the Ministry of Magic to shame.

Hogwarts was Dumbledore's well-known Achilles' heel.

In 1945, the great White Wizard put an end to the terror cloud that had enveloped the entire Europe.

After that, he poured all his efforts into this magic school.

The arrival of tension is bound to cause a lot of speculation in the Ministry of Magic.No one would care less about a wizard who could rival Dumbledore.

Greenwald and Voldemort back then had already proven this.

Wizards like them could ignore the Ministry of Magic, their rules, and the force of the Aurors.

Only by making a fuss about his status as principal and guiding unfavorable public opinion can we put pressure on Dumbledore.

Prestige is sometimes both an honor and a burden.

After the news is leaked, the damage to the barrier and the injuries to students will become a series of events, which will inevitably become an excuse for Dumbledore to be attacked by political opponents.

Especially under the current Mingan social situation where Sirius is still in flux.

Dumbledore never overestimated the integrity and bottom line of these people.

"Accidents will always happen. But fortunately, we have enough ability to solve these troubles together."

Dumbledore was very grateful to Zhang Li for his understanding and comfort.

However, he continued non-stop and began to contact Nicolas Flamel that night.

Dumbledore was worried, but unfortunately there was no response from Nicolas Flamel.

Old people always go to bed early, especially the old mage, who theoretically has unlimited time.

Dumbledore stood in front of the fireplace in Zhang Zhang's office, chanting a spell.

For the first time, Zhang Li saw that Dumbledore's Elder Wand looked like a 100% replica of the peripherals he had collected in the movie city before. There was nothing new about it.

If it was an artifact, Zhang Zhang might be interested in appreciating it for a while and appreciating the craftsmanship.

But he had already glimpsed the reality of this world through the curse on Professor Trelawney.The so-called sun god who imposed the curse was nothing more than an ancient wizard who was incredibly powerful in the eyes of modern people.

This world does not have the spirituality of true God.

The so-called Deathly Hallows are nothing more than gifts left by powerful wizards from ancient times.

Otherwise, when Voldemort was making Horcruxes to blaspheme the gods, he would have been shot out of his soul by the true god eight hundred worlds away.

The wizards in this world may have never faced gods and demons, but Kama Taj has experienced dealing with them and has a rich collection of artifacts.

As a close disciple of Ancient One, Zhang Li is very confident in his judgment.

Some curves can be driven by an experienced driver with his eyes closed.

Here, it is absolutely impossible to roll over.

"Teacher Nick is in seclusion and doesn't want to be disturbed by ordinary people. His fireplace is not connected to Fluoro. So we need to make a door key."

Dumbledore opened his mouth to explain.

"Of course, secretly making portkeys is strictly prohibited."

Dumbledore blinked at the tension and made a signature move.

Unfortunately, Zhang Li's height means that as an audience, his view is not from bottom to top, and Dumbledore's humorous actions are insulating to him.

"But we can make a small change."

Tension shrugged.

Lao Deng, I don’t even know who you are, so I just watched your performance quietly.

Between the two of us, who hasn’t had blood donations from several people on his hands?

Orange-red flames danced under the influence of magic power.

Dumbledore made a brick from the fireplace wall into a door key and bound it to the living room of Nicolas Flamel's house.

"Be prepared, Zhang. This door key is activated for 5 minutes every half hour. Touch the brick surface with your fingertips and input magic power to complete the transmission."

This is not difficult.Zhang Li did as he was told.

Immediately afterwards, a force pulled the space where his body was. Tension subconsciously resisted for a moment, then relaxed his body, lifted his feet off the ground, and flew up.

Zhang Zhang clearly felt that he was in a space channel, and Dumbledore was not far behind him.

He was spiraling down the passage, like a paper boat in a whirlpool.

Outside the passage, he sensed countless similar pipes, densely packed but each going his own way, spread throughout the entire space in different dimensions.

Countless bright spots appeared on both sides of him, and Zhang Li understood that this should be the exit for other door keys.

After a few more seconds, an exit full of light changed from small to large in sight.

Tension adjusted his posture, landed steadily, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

There is nothing special about the living room. The sofa, coffee table, and floor lamp look like a typical French style. On the other wall connected to the fireplace is a state-of-the-art color TV, which is even playing French breakfast. news.

"It turns out this is France. That's right, Nicolas Flamel was originally from France. Devon was just chosen out of respect for her alma mater."

Zhang Li thought.Finally, I saw an old man wearing red and purple silk clothes standing at the door of the living room, holding a cane in his hand.

Zhang Li didn't notice the old man. When he saw him, he realized that he was really too old.

But his straight back and unintentionally revealed character still reveal the charm of his youth.

This was an old man with a story who intuitively told Zhang Li that he should be Nicole Flamel.

Just when he was about to say hello, Zhang Zhang keenly felt the fluctuations in the space behind him and moved sideways out of thin air to give up his standing position.

With almost no time difference, Dumbledore appeared in the fluctuating position.

Zhang Li stepped forward to support his slightly staggering figure.

"Oh, thank you, Zhang. Sorry, I haven't done this kind of cross-border teleportation in a long time."

Dumbledore stood firm, and then exchanged greetings with the old man who walked to the middle of the living room.

"Welcome, Albus, you are a rare visitor."

"Teacher Nick, please wait. This is"

Dumbledore formally introduced Zhang Li to Nicolas Flamel, and finally mentioned his relationship with Nicolas Flamel.

"When I was young, Mr. Nick was my mentor"

Zhang Li bowed, took Nicoléme's outstretched hand with both hands, and bent down to show respect.

In Nicoléme's hands, Tension felt the profound magic of subtle control.

This old man is stronger than Dumbledore, and the mana accumulated in him exceeds the tension.

It's just that his body is too old and fragile.

There was almost no skin or flesh left on the old mage's hands, only bones.Even the bones are extremely fragile.The magic in his hands was used to hold the loose and fragile phalanges in place.

"Eternal life does not mean being able to ignore the erosion of time"

"Welcome, mighty young man. Welcome to France."

The nervous little movements were noticed by Nicoléme.

The corners of his eyes were wrinkled, but his eyesight was excellent.

"Earlier, Albus had already told me about the matter. We went to the yard to chat. The sun will rise in a while. I heard that there will be a partial solar eclipse today. Oh, you know, the routine of the elderly That's it, go to bed early and get up early. But who knew that Albus would even be the head of the small British Ministry of Magic now?"

Nicolème was still very smart when he first started talking, but soon he fell into an old man's chatter.

The tension is familiar.He had seen it on his grandparents.

Nicolas Flamel called for Dumbledore and Tension to follow, and then floated out of the living room.

He may be too old to walk.

Zhang Li's nose felt sore.