Study Days at Hogwarts

"Everyone wants to be as great a wizard as 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 would really not be able to 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.

All I can say is 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 was similar to that of Albert, who 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.

When Dumbledore graduated from Hogwarts School and began to travel around the world, 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 small book kiosk that book lovers used before has been shut down, and now they are basically using Mi\\Mi\\reading\\app\\\\.

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

After all, that's what the victors write.

"Please forgive me for being nagging. I always do this as 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. "It's just that it doesn't fit 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 lost to time."

"Sure enough, the so-called prosperity is just what you think is prosperity." Albert murmured.

"Yes, it is undeniable that some magic has been lost, but many magics have been left behind after the test of time." Nico explained softly, "It's just that this part of the knowledge is well preserved and requires special contact. Only then can you know these things.”

"For the convenience of management?" Albert murmured.

"Yes, for ease of management."

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, most Muggles at that time did do it for this purpose."

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

"The Philosopher's Stone cannot refine gold." Nico shook his head and denied this.

"But you are already immortal."

"That's not gold. We didn't realize this until later." Nico's tone was filled with helplessness. "It's 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 alchemy questions, and even used the protective bracelet he made to consult 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. .

Albert's situation was different. He was only a thirteen-year-old child.

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

Magic is an appropriate word to describe it.

In fact, 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 would know 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. Harryss will come to take you back in a few days." Perenal said to Albert.