Chapter 354： Very happy conversation

Chapter 354: Happy conversation

 “Everyone wants to be a great wizard like Headmaster Dumbledore.”

Albert gently stirred the black tea in front of him with a spoon, picked it up and took a sip. His eyes couldn't help but shine, and he couldn't help but praise: "Your craftsmanship is great. This is the best black tea I have ever drunk. If you can, Please teach me how to make such a delicious cup of black tea."

In his previous life, Albert really couldn't tell whether the black tea was good or bad, but after drinking black tea for several years in this life, he could really tell whether it tasted good or not.

I can only say that I am worthy of someone who has lived for hundreds of years. The ratio of black tea, milk and sugar is really great.

"Of course." Perenal smiled, "Let me tell you, Albus doesn't like drinking the tea I make. He always says that my tea tastes too bland."

"Everyone has their own favorite taste. I heard that Principal Dumbledore prefers sweets." Albert tasted another baked buckwheat biscuit on the plate. It was also great, with a strong wheat aroma, and the more he ate it, the more he tasted it. The more fragrant it is, the less sweet it is.

 For those who like sweets, it’s not delicious!

The two old men were talking and recalling their first meeting with Dumbledore.

 The situation is similar to that of Albert. He met the Flamel couple through the introduction of other wizards. Unlike Albert, Dumbledore had been exchanging letters for several years before meeting the Flamel couple.

Dumbledore graduated from Hogwarts School and began to travel around the world when he passed through France and met the Flamel couple for the first time under the introduction of an acquaintance.

　　When the two parties met for the first time, they had many common topics and had a great time chatting.

 Later, Dumbledore stayed in France for several months, spending most of his time discussing magic and alchemy with Nico.

“At that time, we worked together to find other uses for dragon blood and successfully created a spot remover.”

“Headmaster Dumbledore discovered twelve uses of dragon’s blood. I memorized this in the book.”

"How should I put it? This statement is actually wrong." Nico sipped his black tea and recalled, "When Albus found other uses of dragon blood, some of the uses of dragon blood had already been invented by other wizards, but , Information exchange in that era was not as convenient as it is now, and not many people knew about it.”

"Later, Albus published a paper on the uses of dragon's blood, which directly led most wizards to believe that Albus discovered twelve uses of dragon's blood."

"I still remember that Dumbledore once clarified this matter." Perenal said, "It's just that word of mouth has become like that, and no one really cares whether he invented the use of dragon blood. "

"I remember Ivan Dillonsby once claimed that when Dumbledore 'borrowed' his paper, he had discovered eight uses of dragon's blood." Harry Heath smiled and said about more than a dozen uses. An incident from a year ago, "In fact, Ivan Dillons was a step late and thought that Dumbledore had stolen his achievements, so he went around slandering Dumbledore. That guy's reputation is not very good, I I remember that he claimed that he had cracked the formula for floo powder, but when he tried it, he blew himself up from the fireplace."

 Listening to several people reminiscing about the past, Albert felt that he had learned a lot. Although he doesn't care about Dumbledore's past, he doesn't mind hearing it as a story at all. Sometimes it's really interesting, especially those past events that have been dusted away.

 The truth of history is often not necessarily the information recorded on parchment.

 After all, that is what the victors write.

“Please forgive me for being nagging, I’m always like this when I get older.” Nico said to Albert with a smile while drinking the cold black tea.

"No, these past events are very interesting." Albert shook his head and said he didn't mind. "My grandfather also liked to tell me stories about the past."

"By the way, can you tell me about the fourteenth century? What kind of era was that?" He continued, "I heard that magic in ancient times was more prosperous than it is now. Many magic and alchemy techniques have been developed in this era. Disappeared."

“It’s not that it disappeared.” Nico shook his head, “but it’s not suitable anymore.”

 “Not suitable?” Albert pondered what this meant.

"The fourteenth century, that era, was called the Dark Middle Ages." The old man recalled, "To a certain extent, this statement is actually correct. It was a very ignorant and dark era. Although wizards had They have their own rules and restrictions, but most of them are relatively unscrupulous, and they don't hide like wizards now, so they create an illusion of prosperity."

"Knowledge was very valuable in that era. Many wizards would hide their knowledge. Since they rarely communicated with each other, wizards could only try to develop some magic to master, and most of these magics were messy spells. When When you don't know much magic, these magics are very valuable."

“However, most spells have been eliminated by time.”

“Sure enough, the so-called prosperity is just self-prosperity.” Albert murmured.

"Yes, it is undeniable that some magic has been lost, but a lot of magic has been left behind after the test of time." Nico explained softly, "It's just that this part of the knowledge has been well preserved and needs to be touched specially. Only then can you know these things.”

 “For the convenience of management?” Albert murmured.

 “Yes, for ease of administration.”

 The person who answered him was not Nico, but Mr. Harry Heath, who had been silent since just now.

 “Maybe I shouldn’t talk about it.”

"Few people can see these things clearly." Nico said, "However, everything has two sides, and it is indeed more peaceful now than before."

"But it is undeniable that it was an era when even Muggles were very keen on alchemy." Nico changed the topic, "It was indeed the era when alchemy was at its peak. Many theories, origins and research were all in that era. Born of the times.”

 “For alchemy?”

“Yes, for alchemy and to get rich.” Perenal said with a smile, “At least, that was indeed the purpose of most Muggles at that time.”

 “You are the only ones who succeeded.” Albert said with a smile.

 “Gold cannot be refined from the magic stone.” Nico shook his head and denied this.

 “But you are already immortal.”

"It was not gold. We didn't realize it until later." Nico's tone was filled with helplessness. "It was like gold created using a transformation spell or a copying spell."

 “Of course, Muggles can’t tell.”

Realizing that Nico seemed reluctant to talk about the Philosopher's Stone, Albert steered the conversation in another direction.

He occasionally asked some questions about alchemy, and even took the protective bracelet he made to ask Nico, hoping that the other party could provide him with some good advice.

Nico really knew a lot of things, because the alchemy of that era encompassed a lot of things. Although he might not have been proficient in it when he was young, he could only dabble in it, but as people live for a long time, they understand everything they should know. .

 The situation with Albert was different. He was only a thirteen-year-old child.

During his communication with Albert, Nico vaguely realized that the boy in front of him had extraordinary talents.

　　Magical is very appropriate to describe it.

 Actually, Nico knew something about the Wildsmith family, and he had dealt with more than one "Wildsmith".

 The topics the two talked about next covered many fields, and Albert gave his own opinions based on his own understanding.

Even if he didn't check it, he knew that the experience of panel skills was increasing rapidly.

The chat continued intermittently for several hours, and it was not until noon that the two parties stopped to prepare for lunch. When Albert was enjoying French food, he discovered that Harry Heath had left quietly.

"You can stay here temporarily. Mr. Harris will come to take you back in a few days." Perenal said to Albert.

 (End of this chapter)