Kapitel 207: Tom, Your Nagini Is Very Good, But Now She Is Mine!(2)
"Are you worried about that kid being disappointed?" Perenelle said softly.
"Yeah..... it was such a genius idea."
"If only it could come true..." Nicolas Flamel said regretfully.
He was really sorry.
They were actually only one variable away from success.
This variable was like a void.
The hollow beneath a tower of blocks that has been stacked with great difficulty.
Because of the existence of this void,
And judging from the design drawing.
This tower made of building blocks was very beautiful.
But because of that void, there was no way to fill it.
So it was impossible to build it successfully.
It could only be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water...
Suddenly, a faint blue light flashed.
The young phoenix from Blake appeared in front of the two old man and woman.
She handed over the letter she was holding in her mouth.
Nicolas Flamel sighed.
He took the letter.
At this moment, he could already imagine how disappointed Blake was.
Perenelle understood what her husband was thinking.
So she didn't make a sound, but silently took out a small bucket of cod to entertain this beautiful phoenix.
Nicolas Flamel opened the envelope.
Then he found two sheets of paper inside.
One was a letter, while the other appeared to be a blueprint.
Nicolas Flamel's heart skipped a beat.
He quickly opened the letter and read it.
After a while,
He put down the letter and hastily opened the blueprint.
After a while... he said, "Ah! It is like this!"
"Yes! Why didn't I think of it?"
Nicole Flamel exclaimed.
"What's wrong with you?" Perenelle couldn't help asking.
"That kid...he thought of the part we didn't think of..."
"Our thinking was too rigid!"
Nicolas Flamel excitedly handed the blueprint to his wife.
Perenelle took it over and looked at it for a while.
There was a look of surprise on her face.
"If it works like this, it can be done!"
"That variable..."
"We started off thinking about how to shrink Fantastic Beasts."
"We only considered variables in this area! Leading to excess energy overflow! Which made us fail!"
"But Blake.....that kid, he thought about adding a new feature to disperse the excess energy!"
"Let me see... this new feature seems to be..."
Nicolas Flamel laughed: "It's the sleep function, dear."
"Yes, we should have thought of it earlier."
"Also, this feature is definitely not useless."
"On the contrary, this is a very important function!"
"Taking magical animals in when they're still awake."
"If you can't let them fall asleep temporarily."
"Then they won't be able to stand the boredom in this storage device!"
Perenelle was also excited.
Blake just added a very useful feature.
Then this tower made of building blocks, the hole at the bottom was filled!
This was simply a genius idea!
Nicolas Flamel happily took the blueprint.
"Then...we can..."
"Wait a minute, Nico."
"I suggest that we should rest for a few days first."
"To raise your spirits and start again"
"I know you're anxious, but..."
"...we're not as young as we used to be."
"If we go on like this, the elixirs we left behind won't be enough," Perenelle said.
Nicolas Flamel had a struggling look on his face.
Seeing a fun alchemy blueprint in front of you.
But you can't start research right away.
That feeling was like...
Being in front of a chained, hungry cat.
And playing around with a fresh fish...
That's called a scratching heart!
"Oh...well," Nicole Flamel said sadly.
"Then let me write a letter to that child."
At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose in Nicolas' heart.
He hadn't felt that feeling for a long time.
Well, that's a feeling of wanting to live on...
Because he found that there seemed to be something unfinished.
Perhaps...
I should wait until that kid Blake was fully developed.
To meet death again
I believe that with my own help, that child can avoid many detours.
I was like this at the beginning.
Back then, because he was invincible in alchemy, this also made it difficult for him to advance in alchemy.
Therefore, he later progressed again in order to make his almost stalled alchemy career.
He knew how much he had suffered and how many detours he had taken.
Because no one could teach him anymore...
He didn't want a genius like Blake to be the same as he was.
Wasting no more time on the detours he took.
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Blake put Quirrell's notes down.
Because he received several golden treasure chests one after another.
If the guess was right.
That was the sentiment from Nicolas Flamel and his wife.
Blake set his sights on the treasure chest in the system space.
With Blake's operation.
In the system space, a fifth diamond treasure chest appeared.
'Two more, keep up the good work,'
Blake walked out of the Room of Requirement.
Then standing at the window in the hallway.
He quietly looked at the sky outside.
After a while, a huge owl landed on the railing.
The horned owl answered the call.
It looked at Blake with the haughty face it always had.
Blake was used to this. He handed it a letter.
"Go ahead and give it to Mr. Newt Scamander," Blake said softly.
During the Christmas holiday. Could he go to Albania? It all depended on Newt.
France.
In a remote ranch.
A very dignified-looking old lady was hugging a cat, sitting quietly on a deck chair at the door of the house, basking in the sun.
Her eyes turned to the mountains in the distance.
Eyes full of nostalgia...
Suddenly, her unreading eyes disappeared. Instead. It's the sharpness that shouldn't be there at this age.
"What are you doing here?" said the old woman coldly.
Behind the old woman's reclining chair. The shadow of the cabin. A black shadow came out slowly.
"He has moved."
The voice was also very old.
After the old woman heard this seemingly ordinary sentence, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is what you said true?"
"Yes! Absolutely true! He used the power of his family!"
The figure said in a hoarse voice.
But the old woman heard the joy in his voice.
Of course, how could she not be pleased with her own voice?
"He hasn't moved for so many years. I thought he was dead... Do you know what he's doing with all these powers?"
The figure obviously hesitated.
"He seems to be... searching for some material, some library..."
"Then…"
"And then?" The old woman asked impatiently when she saw him pause.
The figure went on to say,
"Then he gave all these things to a boy..."
"The news came to me from the house-elves."
"They were ecstatic... without any secrecy."
The old woman stood up.
"Boy? What boy?"
The figure suddenly took out a photo from his pocket.
"Just look at this and you'll understand."
The old woman took the picture.
Just looking at it for a while, my eyes widened immediately.
"This... this boy looks a lot like him!"
"Yes...this is also the most puzzling part for me..."
The figure hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The house elves told me. This is the son of their old master..."
The sharp gaze of the old woman seemed to pierce the figure.
"House-elves don't usually lie about things like this...that is, is it true?"
"But...he is so old...how could he have such a young son?"
The figure took a step forward, "Vinda..."
"Call me Rothschild!" said the old woman angrily.
"Okay... Rothschild..."
"It's not just you and me, I mean, all of us! We are all full of doubts about this boy..."
Everyone agrees that it is most appropriate for you to ask him...."
Vinda Rosier was silent for a long time.
"I'll be there."
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