Ch163- Fairy Land

Ch163- Fairy Land

Join my Discord!

When the day of departure arrived, Harry stood ready at the door, flanked by Petunia and Misty. Petunia's eyes bore a soft sadness, reflecting the briefness of their reunion after a long year apart due to Harry's Hogwarts commitments. Yet, when Harry shared with her the identity of Nicolas Flamel and the significance of his upcoming journey, her initial shock transformed into a swell of pride for her nephew's unique opportunity.

"Nicolas Flamel... the alchemist?" Petunia asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. "The very same who's said to have discovered the Elixir of Life?"

"That's the one," Harry confirmed, his tone light, attempting to assuage the mix of concern and awe on Petunia's face. "It's a rare chance, and I couldn't pass it up."

Petunia nodded, her expression softening into a smile. "Well, then, I suppose this is an adventure you mustn't miss. Just be sure to take care of yourself, Harry."

Harry smiled, his heart warmed by her concern. "I will, Aunt Petunia. And I'll write often."

Misty, bouncing slightly on her toes, piped up, "Misty will make sure everything is perfect here for Master Harry's return!"

"Thank you, Misty," Harry replied, appreciating the elf's unwavering dedication.

As they waited, the air was filled with an anxious anticipation. Crookshanks sauntered over, weaving between Harry's legs in a display of affectionate farewell.

The atmosphere shifted as a figure appeared at the end of the driveway, striding towards the house with a confidence that seemed to bend the very air around him. It was Nicolas Flamel, looking every bit the part of the legendary alchemist, his presence commanding yet not imposing.

Petunia watched, her curiosity piqued by the man who had stepped from the pages of history into her driveway. As Flamel approached, he offered a polite nod in her direction, his focus then turning to Harry.

"Mr. Potter, I trust you are prepared for our journey?" Flamel inquired, his voice rich with an agelessness that hinted at centuries of knowledge.

Harry nodded, stepping forward. "Yes, Mr. Flamel. I'm ready."

"This will be our starting point," Flamel announced, gesturing towards the room. "Here, you will learn not just about alchemy but the essence of magic itself."

Harry's mind raced with excitement and a touch of nervousness. "I'm ready to learn," he said, his determination clear in his voice.

Flamel nodded approvingly. "Good. But first, let us settle you in. You've had a long journey."

As Harry was escorted into the living area, a space bathed in natural light and warmth, he noticed a woman sitting at a table, her attention focused on a delicate cup of tea. She looked up as they entered, her smile bright and welcoming, transforming her face into a portrait of serene beauty. Despite her gentle appearance, Harry felt an overwhelming sense of magical power emanating from her, a force that seemed to fill the room with an intangible energy. Yet, her youthful and beautiful visage gave the impression she was nothing more than a fairy gracing the mortal world with her presence. Acting on instinct, Harry used his Observe ability.

[System Message: Perenelle Flamel? – Alchemist, partner to Nicolas Flamel. Her aura hints at profound magical knowledge and longevity. No malicious intent detected.]

Harry, momentarily taken aback by the recognition of Perenelle Flamel, struggled to maintain his composure. He had read about her, of course, in the same breath as Nicolas Flamel, but to meet her in person was something entirely different.

Perenelle rose gracefully from her seat, her movements fluid and seemingly choreographed by the very air around her. "Welcome, Harry Potter. We have been expecting you," she said, her voice carrying a melody that seemed to dance through the room.

Nicolas Flamel introduced them formally, "Harry, this is my wife, Perenelle. She will be assisting in your education this summer."

Harry, feeling the weight of the moment, managed a polite, "It's an honor to meet you, Mrs. Flamel."

Perenelle's smile deepened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "The honor is ours, Harry. We have heard much about you. Please, call me Perenelle."

--

Please rate and review! Much appreciated! Leave a comment, tell me what you think!

To Read up to 50 advance Chapters (25 for each novel) and suppot me...

Please drop a comment and like the chapter!