Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

“The Philosopher’s Stone and… … … Glory that the world will remember… … … …”

At this moment, Charlie only felt a daze in his brain, and the expression on his face finally lost his usual confidence and composure, replaced by shock, confusion, incomprehension, and many other emotions, which gradually appeared on his handsome face.

He frowned slightly and murmured, repeating what Nicolas Flamel had just said. The latter remained calm and nodded, reaffirming the weight of those words.

Seeming to have anticipated Charlie's reaction, Nicolas Flamel was not in a hurry, and even gave the other party enough time to digest this mind-blowing news.

You must know… … that is the Philosopher's Stone. If we were to say what exactly the Philosopher's Stone is, it is the closest thing to a perfect alchemical item in the world. Powerful power, endless wealth, and a long life. Any wizard, as long as they can obtain it, will have the three wishes that all living beings in the secular world dream of at their fingertips!

Didn't you see that even Voldemort, known as the Second Generation Dark Lord, was willing to take the risk to obtain the Philosopher's Stone, even personally lurking under Dumbledore's nose for several months, dancing on the edge of a knife every day, and if he wasn't careful, he would reveal the slightest flaw in front of that cunning old headmaster, and what awaited him would be annihilation… However, even so, Voldemort still went without hesitation, regarding it as the best answer to restore his power. From this, it is enough to see the attraction of the so-called Philosopher's Stone to wizards.

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But now, Nicolas Flamel was actually standing in front of Charlie Black, personally promising that as long as he helped him with a favor, the other party would offer the Philosopher's Stone with his own hands! Such a rich temptation, not to mention Charlie's intense reaction, if anyone else were standing in his position, I am afraid they would be even more unbearable.

In the gradually quiet air, Nicolas Flamel heard—the young man opposite him, his breathing was no longer as calm as before, but began to become more and more rapid, and also, more and more fiery… …

“So, are you willing to agree?”

He carefully observed every subtle change in Charlie Black. After taking them all into his eyes, Nicolas Flamel slowly opened his mouth and continued to ask.

“I… … … …”

Almost the moment Nicolas Flamel's voice fell, Charlie opened his mouth. However, only the word “I” came out, and the remaining word “willing” did not fall, but his words stopped abruptly at his lips.

Almost at the last moment, facing the almost terrifying benefits, Charlie Black regained his clarity.

The fiery and pure desire in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the many complex expressions on his face returned to calm in the blink of an eye.

“Eh… …” This obvious change surprised Nicolas Flamel, and he was secretly amazed in his heart, even the eyes that were deeply sunken in his eye sockets widened a bit.

“I want to know, what exactly is the request you are talking about.”

Charlie's voice was crisp and calm, as if he was ignoring the so-called reward of the Philosopher's Stone, or as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

“I thought you would agree directly first.”

Nicolas Flamel smiled again, smiling as if he was particularly happy, and even his eyes narrowed, like a line.

“Probably due to inner caution. Since I founded the Candy Factory, I have been walking slowly on a single-plank bridge, with a bottomless abyss under my feet. If I am not careful, I will fall and end up in pieces.”

The corners of Charlie's mouth raised a few degrees as he looked at Nicolas Flamel and said

“In such an environment, I understand a truth… that is, there is no free candy in the world. Instead of being attracted to the success in the distance, it is better to steadily step on every footprint on the single-plank bridge.”

“… … …” As Charlie's voice fell, Nicolas Flamel did not have the same confidence as when he had just asked the other party.

After a long while, he sighed softly, turned around, and once again held the spherical doorknob.

“Albus Dumbledore has really cultivated a good apprentice this time… He has misjudged others countless times, from Gellert Grindelwald to Tom Marvolo Riddle.” As he spoke, a clear smile appeared in Nicolas Flamel's voice

“Facts have proved that decades of time have also allowed his vision to make considerable progress.”

After saying that, Nicolas Flamel stopped talking nonsense. His forearm drove his tightly clenched palm, and he exerted a little force. The next second, there was only a light “click” sound from the door lock, and the door, which was ten centimeters thick, opened a long, narrow gap inward, carrying a gust of breeze blowing from behind Charlie.

“Now, you have officially passed, little Charlie… First of all, I apologize for my previous rude probing behavior, because the matter is of great importance, whether it is the thing I am going to ask you for, or the Philosopher's Stone, I must ensure that I entrust them to a trustworthy person.

Now I can be sure that you are a kind person, at least a person with principles. The Philosopher's Stone will not tarnish its power in your hands.”

The air flowed with Nicolas Flamel's action of pushing the door open. When the door was completely opened, the airflow poured in, instantly blowing countless drawings in the entire room, making them flutter together with a “哗啦啦” sound.

Under Charlie's gaze, a study that had been enchanted with the Undetectable Extension Charm, several times larger than it looked from the outside, appeared before his eyes. Countless books started from the corners of the room walls, one next to another, densely packed all the way to the ceiling, and at first glance, there were no less than tens of thousands!

The amount of books it contained was probably far greater than that of the Hogwarts Library.

But what really shocked Charlie was not these, but the huge alchemical item, as high as three or four meters, floating in the center of the room on a long table, pieced together from an unknown number of alchemical runes and magical materials—at this moment, it was lying across in front of Charlie and Nicolas Flamel. The moment it appeared, it occupied all of Charlie's vision, making him only shocked by its every detail, and unable to accommodate any other.

Obviously, Nicolas Flamel was very happy with Charlie's reaction. He smiled and raised his head, his eyes as if he were looking at his own child.

“My life has been too long. In more than six hundred years, my wife and I have long since seen through the so-called life and death. But before I leave, I still have some thoughts.”