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Chapter 209: 209. MAGIC!

Magnus turned to the old man. "What happened?"

Mountbatten directly addressed him, "Your Highness, I suggest that I take this letter. This matter is not small and there might be a need to negotiate with the King. And from what you described, the king knows about your other achievements and identity. So sending a normal diplomat who does not know about the magical world won't be helpful.

"What if Kind Faisal asked something related to magic? What if the king wants to talk to you more on the topic?"

This was a very good point and Magnus appreciated it. This old man here volunteered to go to the scorching hot middle-east right now.

"Weren't you retired?" Magnus wondered.

"I was, but then I learned about you. Forgive me for the impudence, Ma'am," He said to the queen and turned back to Magnus.

"I was born in the year 1900. I have seen the world drastically change. I have seen two world wars and participated in both. Then many more small wars. During all that time, the royal family didn't do much. We just sat and looked at the world.

"After the war, we were so slow and sloppy in the post-war reconstruction that now, Japan, which was in a worse condition than us, has a higher GDP. Our sits at 192 and their's sit at 432 Billion. Even if we take into account their population that is double that of us, they are still far ahead.

"But how I saw your rise, your vision in terms of what the future holds and how to make money is exceptional. I know you will use it to strengthen this country, and I want to be a part of this history in the making." Lord Mountbatten said all this with a straight face but a confident voice.

[A/N: Lord Mountbatten looks like Charles Dance(Tywin Lannister from the Game of Thrones.). He played the role of Lord Mountbatten in 'The Crown' series.]

Magnus felt so delighted. ~Arthur was right. If I make people believe I am strong and worthy, strong and wise people will flock to me to join me.~

He nodded, "I believe you have already left a mark on the history, Lord Mountbatten. But, I am not a fool to not welcome a well-learned and experienced person like you into my plans."

Magnus looked at Ragnar and asked him mentally, ~Did you bring your pouch?~

~Yeah, why?~ Ragnar asked back.

Magnus responded, ~Give me a rejuvenation potion. If I want him to be truly useful in the long run, I need him healthy and alive. He's already in his 70s. Can't have him die so soon now.~

Ragnar without replying took out a small vial from his pocket. It contained some shining blue liquid.

With a smile, Magnus raised it to Lord Mountbatten. "You are very old and have a frail body now. So, congratulations"

With a confused face, he took the vial and asked, "Congratulation? For what?"

"You're going to live beyond 100. This is a rejuvenation potion, nowhere can it be found in the world as it's our own invention. I only give it to those I consider valuable. And since you are old, I am going to need you in better shape if you truly want to see the country move forward with great strides." Magnus said proudly.

Many in the room felt jealous of this boon. The queen too felt it and knew why she didn't get it. The actions of her daughter had set some cracks in her relationship with Magnus again.

Lord Mountbatten was no monk to refuse such a gift. He drank it in one go and felt warmth spread throughout his body. He felt a few years younger already.

Magnus got up, "I will go now, gotta meet a very old wizard now. Call me if you need to ask anything."

He silently left the room and headed to his personal room in the palace. After he was gone, everyone started asking Mountbatten how he felt. But the old man kept a solemn attitude and just replied, "Rather good. I shall take my leave now."

...

Magnus and Ragnar called George to transport them to Ottery St Catchpole village in Devon county. The village had both a Muggle and a magical community. It was the home of the Weasley, Lovegood, Fawcett, and Diggory families. Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel made their home here as well since the place was very peaceful all year round.

George just left them in an empty farm field that had been harvested. From there they walked to the only house in their sight while talking with each other.

"Do you trust that old man?" Ragnar asked.

Magnus shook his head, "I don't trust most people so easily, let alone a strong political man like him. I gave him the potion by implying that it was all he needed to live long. Now, he believes he can live long, and he will either work very hard or become sloppy, proving he just came to me for benefits.

"He will die later, a few years older than he should have been, not knowing it takes hundreds of potions to really attain longevity. Ah, how much have mum and dad consumed?"

Ragnar shrugged, "I don't know. I reckon the more the better. I don't want them to ever die."

Magnus totally agreed, "Yeah, I wish that too."

They were just a few hundred metres away from the house now. The house was big but didn't show any magical features.

"Mag, I had an idea," Ragnar said.

Magnus turned to him, "What?"

"I was wondering, can I also create an automated potion factory like that car factory? If we can use programmed robot arms, that will precisely move the spoon with the right intensity and the right direction at the right time, we can have very consistent potions in an amount unimaginable." Ragnar planned.

Magnus stopped in his tracks and took out a notebook, "Let's do it. I can smell a lot of gold from this plan. If we are successful, your company can become world-famous in an instant."

"Yeah, but I wonder how we can build all this without breaking the statute of secrecy?" Ragnar wondered.

Magnus also thought for a few seconds and immediately had an idea. He grinned, "HEHE... we don't need to do anything, Rag. Did you forget the room of requirements? As long as we provide real materials, we can build a real factory in there."

Ragnar's face became excited, "I can't wait to go back to school now."

"Well, let's meet the old legend Nicolas Flamel first." Magnus continued on.

"Ah, look, the doorbell is here." Magnus went to the gate and pressed it without thinking much.

*BAM*

The ground vanished from under their feet and both of them fell into the dark hole. There was no end to it as they screamed and slid in it.

"AAAAAA..."

"THAT OLD MAN!"

...

Inside the house,

The old, 660 years old, Perenelle Flamel, wife of Nicolas Flamel was setting up the breakfast table. She was humming some songs and working happily. It was rare for people to visit their home, even fewer kids.

She longed to have her own child. But, she and her husband made some stupid decisions when they were young.

"Dear, it's nearly 10 in the morning, when will they come? The breakfast will turn cold." She asked her loving husband. Sometimes, she even felt shocked that it's been more than 600 years and they still loved each other so much.

Nicolas was sitting at the table and reading a muggle newspaper. He liked reading news about Magnus nowadays since he was almost every day in it. He also liked reading about the muggle advancements. This always kept his ego stuck to the ground, as he understands the muggles are developing way faster than wizards.

"He sent a letter that he needs to drop by the palace. He should be here any minute now. *Koo-Ooo-Koo*

The clock on the wall suddenly started making bird sounds. It was not an alarm, but instead a signal for the upcoming guests.

"They are here, my love. Have a seat now." He said to his wife.

...

"AAAA..."

"RAG! I SEE A LIGHT!" Magnus shouted.

"I HOPE THERE'S NO FLOOR!" Ragnar said.

Magnus had his wand ready in case he needed to cast a spell.

2 metre.

1 meter.

Magnus was prepared to come out. The white light was blinding him though. "AAAAAaaaaa..."

*THUD*

~Hmm? Soft?~ Magnus and Ragnar felt something soft under their butts but their faces were still panicking and they were screaming.

\(º □ º ")/ ヾ(>□<)シ

"Close your mouths or a fly might get in."

"HMM?" Magnus and Ragnar both looked at their surroundings clearly. There sat an old frail man and a woman. They looked so... zombie-ish.

"I'M ALIVE!" Ragnar cheered.

Perenelle Flamel chuckled, "Congratulations, dear. Forgive Nicolas, he likes to play pranks sometimes."

"Huh, it was just a 10-foot tunnel anyway. At most, their hip-bones would have broken." Nicolas said in his hoarse old voice.

"HEY! you're the old one, why do I have to worry about my hip." Ragnar disputed.

But Magnus was stuck on something else, "10 feet? We felt it was many metres long. How did you do that?"

Nicolas' response made Magnus realise how others felt when he did the same.

The old man coughed and slowly widened his arms as if presenting a grand revelation, "MAGIC..."

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Chapter 210: 210. Magic Converter

"Really, I bet it was just some illusion charm or rune." Magnus scoffed. He'd never accept this old man's attitude.

But Nicolas denied, "Illusions can be easily broken. I call what I did a simulation. I used wind and light related charms to make you two feel as if you are falling. Then I used the wind to make you slow, but because of lights and disorientation runes you felt you were falling too fast."

"Dear, let's eat now. They will be staying for a few days. We'll have enough time to talk." Perenelle Flamel said charmingly. She had the kind old grandma energy going on.

"YES! I'm hungry..." Ragnar agreed with the plan.

"Wait, let me also include them on this dinner." Magnus interrupted and took out a photo frame from his bag.

"Old Man Flamel, meet Arthur and Merlin. You two, this old man is 600 years old." Magnus introduced everyone.

Merlin and Arthur just stared at Nicolas' face. Then Merlin asked. "How?"

"Philosopher's Stone." Nicolas gave a one-word reply.

Both Arthur and Merlin nodded. Merlin replied, "I remember those stones. There was a frenzy to make them in the past, as they could make you both rich and immortal."

"Wait, you know how to make them," Magnus asked excitedly.

"I remember I knew how to make it, but don't know that now. Maybe the other one knows." Merlin replied.

Magnus sat back stumped, ~He's too grumpy and won't teach me.~

"Let's eat now, everyone." Perenelle Flamel nudged them and finally, their spoons and plates started making noise.

But as they ate, they heard Merlin and Arthur talking.

"Arthur, remember that time when I showed you the philosopher's stones and you ate one of them thinking it's sweet crystals. Haha, I still don't understand how the stone then travelled through your system and passed out of your cock.

"That stone was literally 1 inch wide. How did your pipe even squeeze it out?" Merlin wondered.

"Pain, my friend. A lot of pain." Arthur's face turned pale remembering the dark days.

"Didn't you have some spell to help me?" Arthur inquired.

Merlin nodded, "Of course I did. But I just wanted to see such a big stone being passed out naturally. It really helped me in research later on."

Arthur seethed in rage, "BASTARD, I WAS READY TO CUT MY OWN MANHOOD THAT DAY."

"But I helped you," Merlin pointed out.

Arthur roared, "Yes, by offering me a bloody PAINLESS CASTRATION WITH MAGIC!"

*Cough*

Nicolas was trying to control his laughter all this time but he finally snorted. He wanted to maintain his serious old man aura but he just failed because of these two dead men.

"So why did you not use your stones?" Nicolas asked him.

Merlin scoffed, "Huh, and turn into you? No thanks, I loved my tight skin. But I would have surely found a way to not turn old and also be immortal."

Ragnar's face lit up, "Ah, we have already found it actually. My invention, the rejuvenation potion. As long as one drinks it enough times, he won't age a day physically. So, I am sure its effects can be added to and multiplied with the Elixir of life."

Merlin proudly nodded, "Good lad, Ragnar. If you were born in my era, I would have made you my son and transferred all my knowledge to you."

"What's stopping you now?" Ragnar asked, he was not convinced by Merlin's praise.

"Because I am but an empty husk. I don't have detailed memories anymore. I only know about things existing, how, when and where is unknown to me. Surprisingly, we remember our whole lives and even its tiny little details but it's all worthless stuff." Merlin answered with self-doubt.

*BURP*

"The food was very tasty, Mrs Flamel. Thank you for the meal. Now, let's go and start studying, Mr Flamel." Magnus got up from his chair enthusiastically.

Perenelle Flamel chuckled, "Thank you, dear. You can call me Grandma actually."

She was right and Magnus also felt it. So he obliged, "Hehe, thank you, Grandma."

But Nicolas didn't get up, "Not so fast, first I need to see what you do know. A test of some sort."

Magnus was very confident in his abilities so he took him head-on, "I am okay with it, as long as no potions are involved. I am utterly bad at them. And I got Ragnar to make potions for me."

"Remind me to charge you for potions from now," Ragnar commented while still eating.

"I pay for the materials, you just need to make them." Magnus barked back.

"What about my precision and hard work? My market fees are in the hundreds, and you don't even pay me." Ragnar complained.

Magnus rolled his eyes, "Fine, I will get you the ingredients you want for free next time."

...

Nicolas brought them underground to a large area. It was a hall with walls made of steel as it seemed.

"Show me your strongest spell." Nicolas requested, more like ordered.

Magnus shrugged, "I can't. I don't even know my strongest ability because I am yet to start using Merlin's staff. But still, I am the best at fire magic."

"Umm, it's currently fiendfyre. I have trained it enough to be able to control it. But, can this place handle it?" Magnus inquired in concern as he didn't want to destroy the humble abode of this old couple.

But Nicolas had no concerns over it. "Just do it, this place is not ordinary."

"Okay then. Ragnar, you come and stand beside Mr Flamel."

Saying that he took out his wand from his pocket and chanted the spell. A small fire appeared on the tip of the wand, next he knew, it shot out like a snake coming out of its cage. In normal cases, his wand should have just exploded like a grenade, but here it didn't happen because now Magnus had learned to control the magic that went to the wand, this way he was able to make sure magic did not strain the wand too much whole spewing out the max amount of it.

The fire circled around the giant hall, taking its shape. Soon, it was clear that this was not a snake, it was a dragon-like thing with snake features. Eastern Dragon probably.

The fire was deep red in colour and looked very hot. Magical fires didn't follow the rule of normal fire, where the light colour meant hotter. Here, the darker colour of the fire meant it had more magic imbued in it.

But Magnus was not done. The fire dragon kept on getting bigger and bigger, at one point it covered everything from the ceiling to the floor, hovering in circles with him, Nicolas and Ragnar in the middle. They were already sweating. Magnus too was sweating but he was used to heat.

"Mr Flamel, if I continue my wand will break. The fire can get 10 times bigger if I continue." He warned.

Flamel had no reason to doubt his sincerity. He nodded and took out his own mysterious wand. Magnus wondered what wand this old man had because Dumbledore in the school had the so-called Elder Wand, the strongest of them all. While here this ancient man must also have something precious too.

Nicolas waved his arms in the air and the metal walls suddenly opened from places as if they were vents. Then in a few seconds, the whole Fiendfyre spell vanished with no damage.

"Where did it go?" Magnus asked. Because Fiendfyre was a fire that had a mind of its own. If the caster didn't extinguish it then the fire would continue to rage and move to create more destruction.

"Absorbed, into my magical converter, that will now use your gracious spell to power my home," Nicolas revealed.

Magnus and Ragnar's jaws fell. This was crazy.

"You mean, you have found a way to generate electricity with magic, and the electrical appliances don't fry because of magic?" Magnus asked with great interest.

"No they don't, didn't you see my television showing the pathetic news about the muggle world?" Nicolas replied as if this was a very common thing.

"Can you show me the generator? I have been trying to find a way to let electrical appliances work with magic ever since I learned magic." He requested.

"Sure, come with me," Nicolas agreed.

Magnus suspected that Nicolas was just faking this attitude and was excited to show Magnus around the house as if a child showing his prized toys. After all, Magnus was probably the only person in years who was getting such a tour from him. Due to safety reasons, he couldn't tell anyone about his various discoveries before.

After a long descent in an elevator, which went sideways too. They found themselves in a pitch-black place. Nicolas first used his wand to cast a Lumos spell, illuminating the whole lobby.

And there it was for them to see.

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NO STONE! NO LIFU! AND YOU GET CURSED WITH NO WIFU!

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You can read 20 advance chapters or my Naruto fic, and more at -patreon.com/misterimmortal.

Special thanks to *Douglas Flower* *Umar Latif* *Julian Rocamora* *Darrien Steely* *Franklin Walley*


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