Be The Main God From Naruto

Nicolas May, the "ancient man" born in 1330, came to Hogwarts.

"Please."

Wang Yan waved his hand, and a cup of steaming black tea appeared in the old man's hand.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

Nicole May lowered his head and took a sip of the tea, his tiredness dissipated a little, and his cloudy eyes became slightly clear.

He sighed, put down his teacup, and said in a low tone: "Professor Wang Yan, Dumbledore told me that you are the most outstanding and outstanding prophet in the world."

The other party's behavior of wearing a high hat did not make Wang Yan's mood fluctuate in the slightest.

He just looked at the old man indifferently.

Strictly speaking, Nicolas May was not considered a magician who received an orthodox education, but an alchemist who became a monk halfway through.

"I want to ask you to predict my future."

Nicolas was a little disheartened.

He didn't quite understand why he would give away the Philosopher's Stone for free and kill it and Voldemort together.

Destroying the Philosopher's Stone meant he could no longer make the Elixir of Life.

Nicolas knew very well that this was a plan to completely eliminate the Dark Lord, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Before this year, he always thought that although the secluded life of himself and his wife was dull, it was also very happy and satisfying.

But this year, after Harry Potter entered school, he and his wife felt "tired of life" at the same time.

Death, which was feared like a tiger, seemed to be less scary.

He even told Dumbledore himself that "death is nothing but a wonderful adventure".

This year, Nicole May felt like a poor creature on the ropes of fate, always doing things against his heart.

Now, Nicolas came before Wang Yan.

He wants to ask, what will happen to his future?

Like the legendary Merlin,

To be King Arthur's guide;

This is very important.

"I already know why you're here."

Wang Yan glanced at Nicolas sympathetically.

He flicked out his index finger and tapped it between the opponent's eyebrows.

Intangible and qualityless fluctuations were passed into the depths of Nicolas May's consciousness.

He saw the end he "deserved".

One of the Dark Lord's remnants was destroyed.

He was the only one in the justice camp who paid the price for this.

"For Nicolas, death is like a rest after a long day."

The old man opened his eyes, expressionless, as if wearing a human skin mask on his face: "That's it?"

There was anger hidden in his words.

That's definitely not the ending Nicole May wanted!

"That's right."

Wang Yan looked at Nicolas with sympathy: "Your fate is the [victim], it is predestined."

"The doomed ending... can it be changed?"

Nicolomet bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes full of misery.

An old monster that has lived for more than 600 years, will take the initiative to choose to perish with a strand of Voldemort's remnant soul?

A long life means plenty of experience.

In Nicolas May's view, Voldemort is not as terrible as the British wizarding world says.

Just another lunatic trying to rule over others.

He couldn't tolerate the feeling that his mind was being manipulated, that's why he asked this question.

Wang Yan said lightly: "Yes, but some external help is needed."

After finishing speaking, many illusory scenes appeared before Nicolas' eyes.

Looking at those scenes, he vaguely understood...

My life was already doomed from the moment I fell to the ground.

The materials needed to make the Sorcerer's Stone are now completely extinct, and the energy contained in the Sorcerer's Stone in his hand is gradually exhausted.

This means that even if he is unwilling to accept that ending and does not want to destroy the Philosopher's Stone, he will accept the fate of death in the not-too-distant future.

Nicolas took a deep breath.

He seemed to have made up his mind: "What price do I have to pay?"

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "There is only one thing about you that I value."

It doesn't take much effort to talk to smart people.

Nicolas quickly realized what Wang Yan needed.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took down a fist-sized castor bag from his waist, with various mysterious patterns branded on it.

Nicolas took out a strange book from it.

It was an old and huge book.

It doesn't use paper or sheepskin like other magic books, but is made of delicate and smooth bark, and even has the fragrance of plant juice on it.

The cover was tightly wrapped in brass, and it was covered with words or strange symbols.

Nicole May, who has not received systematic wizarding education, was able to create the Philosopher's Stone entirely because of an accident.

More than six hundred years ago, he was just an ordinary person. One night, he dreamed that an angel gave him a book and told him to study it hard.

When Nicholas woke up, he found this strange book beside him.

He habitually called it the "Gospel of God".

He could barely understand less than one percent of the content in this book, which was the manufacturing part of the Philosopher's Stone.

In the course of more than six hundred years of life, Nicolas May's magical knowledge reserves and attainments have improved a lot, but her understanding of this book has not increased at all.

Still only staying at that one percent level.

So even though he knew it was a rare treasure, he gave it away without hesitation.

The longer you live, the more you understand the meaning of life.

Immortality includes all dreams and pursuits that human beings can imagine.

As long as you are alive, there are infinite possibilities.

When a person dies, there is nothing left.

"A rare treasure?"

Wang Yan took the book with a playful smile on his face.

"It's not a treasure."

"It's a key, nothing more."

As he spoke, the power of time surged in Wang Yan's hands.

Crackling...

Exquisite and gorgeous thick books turned into butterflies with diamond flowers, pieces dissipated in the air.

Nicole May couldn't understand what Wang Yan was doing.

He just waited quietly.

"……very good."

Wang Yan smiled and snapped his fingers at Nicolas.

Wow!

Drastic changes began to take place in the long body.

The originally old and haggard face regains its youth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gray hair became golden and bright.

The skin like dead tree bark has become the soft and oily skin of a young man.

The turbid eyes are also as blue and clear as the clear sky.

Wang Yan must admit that when Nicole May was young, he was a handsome young man with a very artistic temperament.

"this……"

Nicolomet rubbed his face and body in disbelief.

He was trembling with excitement, looked at Wang Yan gratefully, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak because he was too excited.

"It's just a transaction, no need to say much."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "I'm in a good mood, so I helped your wife regain her youth, and gave her a near-eternal lifespan just like you."

"As long as you don't leave the planet under your feet, and the planet is not destroyed, you can survive forever."

"By the way..."

"I'll give you another ride."

As he spoke, Wang Yan waved his hand and sent Nicole May back to the other party's hermitage.

Just like what Wang Yan said.

He doesn't do charity, it's a deal.

Compared with Nicolas May, his income is more...