A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 298: Pray

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Felix felt a little heavy. Although he had only met Nick Flamel once, he had communicated many times through magic photos. To him, Nick was closer to a teacher.

"Wait a minute, Headmaster Dumbledore, I have something to bring."

France, Paris.

Felix revisited the old place, and under the guidance of Dumbledore, he came to a secluded street, two streets away, which was the Boothrace Hotel, where the Muggle meeting was held during the summer vacation.

He saw a group of energetic young people here, their young faces are still vivid in his memory, the student leader Yuria, Matt who was captured but did not utter a word, Byers who valued friendship and affection, Innocent Bethany...

Dumbledore handed Felix a slip of paper that read "7? rue Montmorency", and while he was thinking of the address, between two lawns, a white building Suddenly the little house popped out of the air.

"The Loyalty Curse." This thought flashed in Felix's mind.

He glanced at the magnificent fire clouds in the sky, and followed Dumbledore into the house. Inside is a medieval-style living room. On the table are all kinds of strange-shaped glass containers, candle holders, and copper globes. Several sofas are covered by white sheets, and the edge of the fireplace in the corner is smoky. black.

On the other side of the spiral staircase in the corner is an exquisite bookshelf, which is full of books. On the table opposite the bookshelf, there is a large crystal ball, and the light shines through the thick dust.

Led by Dumbledore, he came to a bedroom on the second floor. There was a small wooden sign on the brown door, which read: Nick and Perenal.

Pushing open the door, an old man was lying quietly on the bed, his chest was motionless, and his face was frighteningly white. When he got closer, he heard a light snore.

"Nick," said Dumbledore softly, "Felix is ​​here."

After a while, the old man opened his eyes, which were covered with a layer of white cloud, and said in a trembling voice: "Felix?"

"It's me, Nick, long time no see." Felix said pretending to be relaxed, holding the looking glass hidden in his pocket in his hand, this belated Christmas gift may not be delivered.

"Felix——I've been looking forward to—the day when I really meet you," Nick tried to open his eyes wide, but his eyes were blurred, "However, something has delayed——"

"Don't you have the Sorcerer's Stone, how come..."

"Destroyed, child, I have lived for nearly seven hundred years, and death...is not a bad thing."

Nick Flamel stretched out his hand from under the quilt tremblingly, "Felix—oh!" He cried out in pain.

Felix heard a crisp click, and he was slightly silent. Although the timing was wrong, he still wanted to laugh. He remembered the scene of Nick moving away in small steps when the two met for the first time. He shook his fingers slightly, causing the quilt to move down a little.

"Thank you-"

Nick spread his palms, revealing a golden key.

"I know that my life is not long, but it doesn't matter - Perenal and I have no children. Before I die, I need to find someone to inherit my knowledge."

"Why me?" Felix asked, he mainly focuses on rune, not alchemy, Nick Flamel will not be unclear.

"I hope this world will be better, and you are the most suitable candidate, meeting my requirements in all aspects-this is the result of my careful consideration."

Felix was stunned. Nick Flamel's hundreds of years of research results, what a huge amount of knowledge, and the paths of the two can be said to be very compatible, and there is a natural connection.

"Have you thought about it clearly?" He suppressed the joy in his heart and confirmed again, subconsciously ignoring the old man's first words.

"Except for, except for a little bit of worry—I've attached a condition to this—" Nick Flamel said, his cheek tilted to one side, facing the window, and the sound of cars passing by could be heard faintly.

Felix's expression became cautious, he knew it would not be that simple. But he really didn't want to miss this rare opportunity. No matter how difficult the conditions proposed by Nick Flamel were, he would try his best to fulfill them, and he didn't think that Nick would propose something he couldn't do.

So he said gently, "What do you need from me, Nick?"

The old man was panting with difficulty, his chest was like an old bellows, Dumbledore said softly: "Nick, you—" but the old man shook his head, "Don't stop me, Albus."

"Felix, remember—remember what I said when we first met? Old people like—to embed themselves in a place in the world—to pursue a sense of security—"

His eyes suddenly widened, his face was bloodless, and he looked a bit like a ghost.

Felix's heart sank, he knew what Nick was going to say! Sure enough, the old man gasped for a while and said, "I've been getting to know you these days, and the more I know, the more worried I am that you'll go astray. So—heh, ahem! As long as—as long as you sign a contract, Everything about me is yours."

"Unbreakable oath?" Felix hid his face in the shadow, and his words lost their warmth.

The unbreakable oath is a kind of magic that makes oaths between wizards. It is extremely powerful, and those who break the oath have only one result—death. Felix had also signed a magic contract with someone before, but compared with an unbreakable oath, the degree of restraint was simply vastly different.

In the former, he can still find ways to get rid of and transfer the magic effect, but in the latter, he has nothing to do.

Nick panted, did not speak, and completely acquiesced to Felix's guess. He just tried hard to lift the key in his hand, but he couldn't help feeling a little weak.

"It's really hard for you to come up with such a solution after careful consideration." Felix said sarcastically.

"I, ahem!" Nick coughed violently.

"Sorry—"

"Don't rush to refuse! Felix - my conditions are not harsh, you can listen first -"

"I have no interest."

Felix looked at Dumbledore, his eyes full of exploration: "So, are you here to be a witness?"

"No, Felix." Dumbledore said sadly: "I don't know what Nick is thinking." He looked at the old man and said in a deep voice: "Nick, we all know that this is not a good way .”

Nick didn't retort, "I-I know, if I had time—I'd observe him for decades, but, Felix—I'm dying—"

"This is your business," Felix stared at Nick Flamel with light blue eyes, and he kept trying to raise the golden key in his hand, "I will give you a piece of advice, before you start Die, you can find another person who is willing to sign a contract."

Nick seemed to be a little more energetic, and his words became fluent: "If, if you agree, you will inherit all my property, not just what you see - I have twelve safe houses all over the world , seven libraries, which contain nearly seven hundred years of my accumulation: alchemy, ancient rune, magic handbook, ancient magic... I am still the school manager of Beauxbatons, as long as you promise, everything is yours... "

"Believe me, the conditions are not harsh." His eyes were full of hope.

Felix said coldly: "I'm not stupid, I have nothing to say except to refuse."

Nick fell silent, the light in his eyes faded, he suddenly struggled to sit up, leaning against the wall, this movement made his body tremble, "A-Albus, please-please You leave for a while—" he gasped.

Dumbledore glanced at him and Felix, sighed and said, "Nick, you..." He turned and left.

There are only two people left in the bedroom.

Felix sat on the only chair, with his right leg raised, and his black wand twirled deftly in his hand. He said lightly, "What do you want me to watch you die? You There's nothing I can do now."

Nick showed a smile: "This happens to be my advantage. I'm going to die. This is my advantage." He deliberately emphasized this point.

Felix looked at him in surprise.

The old man said softly: "Your answer has not changed, and you hate external constraints, so I still have a backup plan." He stretched out his hand, and one magic symbol after another emerged in the palm of his hand, and these magic symbols condensed into one golden eyes.

"Do you know ancient magic?"

"Live a long time ~IndoMTL.com~ has this advantage, you can learn by analogy, in fact, I have never practiced..."

Felix asked cautiously: "What do you want?"

"From you? No, no, I just want to be a guest at your house..."

"——You're dreaming!"

"I'm going to die, Felix," the old man stretched out his hand and looked at him with pleading eyes, "No one will tell your secret!"

“…”

In the silence, Felix seemed to be able to see the old man's life passing away bit by bit, with every breath hissing like a snake, he said through gritted teeth: "Old man, I will watch you die , I don’t even want to die!”

Nick Flamel laughed heartily, and his tone was relieved with satisfaction: "You won't be disappointed."

Felix stood up, strode to the side of the bed, carefully looked at the skinny and pale hand, and grasped it when it was about to fall.