HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

The owner of the Philosopher's Stone gave it to me?

Licoris was in disbelief.

"When you get back, you can go directly to Dumbledore to get it, and tell us that we, the couple, have agreed to give it to you." Mrs. Flamel looked at her with gentle eyes, "It would be more appropriate to give it to you rather than destroy it."

"Madam, the bracelet we saw is in a different shape, right?" Licoris said carefully, carefully, "In my eyes, it is just an open bracelet with a sterling silver fish pattern inlaid with artificial gemstones."

"It's still the same," she laughed. "At least what we see is also an open bracelet."

It's really different.

"Then when can I see it in your eyes?" Lycoris intuitively understood that this was very important.

"You will see it when the time comes, don't worry." Perenal Flamel touched the girl's hair, "It's hard work alone."

Licoris was shocked, wondering what she knew.

"Madam, I..." Licoris didn't know what to say.

"My child, I know everything, you don't have to say it." Perenal Flamel hugged her, she was so young. "You need to know one thing."

"What?" Lycoris asked.

"Everything you expect will come back to you." Her wise eyes seemed to be able to break through all the fog.

"Everything?" Including the deposit before time travel? She has been saving this for a long time, Lycoris thought to herself.

"All of them." Perenal Flamel smiled, "I promise."

"Then how can I get to that time?" Will it be the same as when I traveled through time? Go back suddenly? Can you see my soft bed?

"Let nature take its course," Perenal Flamel touched the anxious little girl in her heart, and she pointed to the flower basket she had just brought over. "When the flowers bloom, they will bloom."

Licoris was left to eat with her father in the end. To be precise, she was eating with her father.

Flamel and his wife drank wine, and the pomegranate red liquid swayed in the goblet.

"Would you like a sip?" Madame Flamel teased the discerning little girl, "It tastes good."

Licoris looked at her father. Children were not allowed to drink, but she wanted to try it.

"Sister, stop teasing her, this is not what she should drink now." Nico Flamel smiled, "Look at other people's fathers looking at you."

Snape saw her looking at him and nodded politely.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Madame Flamel tasted the wine elegantly.

On the way back, Nico Flamel and Snape walked in front, and Perenal Flamel and Lycoris walked behind.

"Do you know what kind of flower he has on his head?"

Licolis shook her head, "Madam, I don't know."

"Mandala, green mandala, means endless hope." She looked at her husband and the young man with the story walking in front.

"You know the flower language of lilies, right? Why do you raise them?" Lycoris was curious. In Europe, lilies are usually given only as a memorial service.

"Do you mean silent watch, everlasting love," she smiled, "or death?"

"Death is not caused by flowers. Flowers are sinless, aren't they?"

You gave me the Philosopher's Stone. Do you know that I would have died without the Philosopher's Stone?

The words were on her lips, but Licoris never said them out.

"How can death not be a new life?" She said with relief, "Just like my flowers, they bloom and fade."

"Who will take care of them in the future?" Lycoris asked.

She knew what she meant, "After the spell expires, this place will appear in front of the world."

"What to do with them?" What if someone who doesn't love flowers ruins them? Lycoris was sad.

"Don't worry, don't be a bitter melon." She smiled, "You can come and take a look in the future."

"Yes, ma'am." Lycoris nodded.

"Can I teach you a spell?" She said playfully, "It will keep the plants looking their best forever."

"Preservation spell?" Lycoris asked.

"It's not just that, this flower is invulnerable to water and fire!" She pointed to the flower on the girl's head, "It doesn't count the ones that are set on fire by the powerful fire spell."

"Okay." Licoris agreed.

intersection.

The couple stood there and watched one of them walk away.

"Sister, I haven't thought about it." Nico Flamel sighed and looked at his wife.

"Why am I not?" Perenal Flamel also sighed and looked at her husband.

The couple looked at the retreating figure, and the golden flower tea on the girl's head trembled.

"Sister, why didn't I know that wearing flowers is the custom here?"

"I said yes."

"Father, my wife and I learned a spell, can you try it?" Although underage wizards cannot use magic outside of school, it is different when there are adults around.

"Okay." Snape said.

The green flower is visibly more vivid to the naked eye. Does the flower on my head look like this too?

The two of them talked all the way, mainly Licoris talking about Madame Flamel.

"Where are we going? Father?" After Lycoris was apparated, she stood in a deserted manor.

"Eileen Prince is my mother." Snape looked up at the manor that belonged to him but had not been seen before.

The Prince family, a family of potions.

Licoris still knew it, and she looked at the manor with emotion.

The girl followed Snape step by step and walked inside until she reached a door.

It is said that the Prince family's collection of books is comparable to that of Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the Big Four.

It doesn't look like there are so many books here now, Licoris complained in her mind.

Here is the study room.

"Here are the potion making methods that every member of the Prince family is proud of." Snape suddenly said, "Now they belong to you."

No, did Nico Flamel say something?

Why does this feel like "I can't save you, I can eat whatever I want"?

"You are now my daughter, the only legal heir to the Prince family."

Snape saw the expression on her face, which was hard to explain.

This is even scarier.

Licoris said, "Mr. Flamel, did you say anything to father?"

Without asking clearly, Licoris became more and more frightened as she thought about it.

"He said these books are for you and asked me to deliver them to you." Snape took out a small patchwork bag that looked very Madam Flamel-like and handed it to Lycoris.

Why does it suddenly feel like a main quest?

"Let me take a look." Licoris took it and took out the book.

Many manuscripts are authentic.

The feeling of being lonely.

why me?

Is it because of this bracelet that you trust me so much when we first met?

Licoris thought of the look in their eyes as husband and wife, and even with their identities, they sent her to the intersection...

Father and daughter looked at each other, thinking of the cause and effect.

He is the heir to alchemy chosen by the Flamel couple, and the reason is this bracelet.

Licoris looked at the bracelet with complicated emotions, and it turned out to be you.