Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Chapter 243 The fire is burning brightly today

After Charlie came back to his senses, he suppressed the impolite look in his eyes, as if Grandma Liu was visiting the Grand View Garden. He turned around, chuckled, waved his hand, and said softly.

"Actually, I've always wanted to come to Paris. Even if Principal Dumbledore doesn't ask me to do it, it won't take long for me to finish my work. I think I will come here once... It's just a simple effort.

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"Right..." After saying this, Charlie seemed to suddenly remember something. He reached into his pocket, slowly took out the magic stone carefully wrapped in parchment, and handed it to Perret.

In front of Nar Flamel.

"Now, let's return the property to its original owner."

However, Perenal did not take the magic stone from his hand. Instead, he folded his hands in front of him kindly, smiled and shook his head slowly, and then twisted his head under Charlie's puzzled look.

He turned around and set his sights in the direction of the stairs to the second floor of the stone building.

"Nico is in his study now... He has always wanted to meet you. If possible, maybe you should go up there and hand the Philosopher's Stone into his hands in person."

Hearing this, Charlie was stunned for a moment, and then the light in his eyes flickered again. He smiled, nodded towards Perenal, and put the magic stone in his hand back into his large pocket.

, and said cheerfully "Okay."

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Walking up the wooden steps that have been there for who knows how long, even the patterns have become vague. With every step you take, the brass candlesticks inlaid on the walls on the left and right sides will fade.

Immediately, a layer of fine alchemical symbols emerged from the surface, and then with a soft "pop" sound, a soft orange flame was lit.

"——Every seemingly ordinary daily utensil here is actually made of alchemical items!!" Charlie exclaimed inexplicably in his mind.

From the door when he first entered, to the utensils on the first floor, the sofa and even the long table, as well as the lamps that were faintly glowing with flames as if they were guiding him. No matter what they were, they were all products of alchemy.

Although Charlie had already made countless guesses in his mind about what Nicolas Flamel's house would look like before he came. But when he actually arrived and saw it with his own eyes, he was still attracted by the other party's "rich wealth".

Feel impressed.

You must know that although there are many magic prop shops in the magic world, in fact, there is an essential gap between those magic items and alchemical items. Whether it is the stability of their structure, or the adaptability and precision that far exceeds that of magic items.

Sex is destined to be precious and rare.

Even the most luxurious residence he had seen before - "Malfoy Mansion" only used exquisite ordinary utensils and did not frantically add alchemical items to every corner of the house. But now in Nico Flamel's house

In the stone building, it can be said that his knowledge has been raised to a new level.

Although this is said, when you think about it carefully, it is unexpectedly reasonable. After all, this is the home of the best alchemy master in the world. What may seem precious to others is in his hands.

It’s just a toy that can be saved at will in just a few hours!

Thinking of this, Charlie couldn't help but lower his head inexplicably, secretly took out the alchemy item given to him by the other party in another pocket, and played with it meaninglessly in his hand twice.

Did Headmaster Dumbledore tell me before how long it took Nico Flamel to make it?

Two hours, or three hours... Maybe I should find a chance to ask him in person later...

His mind was full of random thoughts, and when he suddenly came to his senses, he had already stepped onto the second floor of the stone building.

He shook his head, forcing himself to suppress all those weird thoughts and things that appeared in his mind for no reason, in case some of his unintentional actions would offend this legendary figure whom he met for the first time.

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After everything was ready, he mustered up the courage, thinking about the floor on the second floor, and took the first step...

"Squeak...squeak..."

The floor, which had been in disrepair for a long time, seemed to be warped. Charlie groaned slightly when he stepped on it.

On a green sofa not far away, there was a thin old man with white hair wearing glasses, holding a thick big book in his arms, his back to Charlie, and he was looking attentively in the direction of the stove.

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Hearing the sound of the floor behind him, he didn't ask him to raise his head, but then said something

"Is my Daisy tea ready, dear?"

However, his question was not answered. Charlie pursed his lips and was thinking about how to speak first. Suddenly, Nico Flamel, who was still reading with his back to him, seemed to notice something and slowly raised his head.

Take your attention away from the book.

Immediately afterwards, the thin body that had been huddled together began to stretch. He closed the thick big book and gently placed it on the coffee table beside him. The next second, the coffee table seemed to have come to life, with four strips of unknown metal.

The legs that were made began to become soft, like an obedient little beast, carrying the hump

Holding the book, he staggered towards the bookshelf. Then, under Charlie's gaze, he flexibly used his four legs to place it safely on it. When everything was done, he returned to the bookshelf.

He returned to Nico Flamel's side, motionless, and turned into an ordinary coffee table again.

Nico Flamel, on the other hand, leaned on the armrest of the sofa with his hands and slowly stood up. He moved his steps gently and turned around bit by bit, gradually revealing a face full of ravines and wrinkles.

, yet still has an elegant and calm face.

The pair of eyes that were originally deeply sunken widened slightly at this moment, with a strange light shining in their eyes, and they looked at Charlie's indigo eyes.

Charlie was a little distracted by the intelligent eyes. After being in a daze for a while, he remembered to introduce himself to the person in front of him.

"Well... it's an honor to meet you, Master Nico Flamel. My name is..."

However, before he could finish his words, Nico Flamel on the opposite side had already said Charlie's name first.

"Charlie Black, you are Albus's student, right?"

Nicolas Flamel smiled, and the wrinkles representing time became deeper with his smile.

Charlie didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to forcibly stop what he had not finished, and nodded somewhat helplessly.

Nico Flamel's smile became a little brighter. This feeling was very familiar, just like the pure child-like smile that Charlie often saw on Principal Dumbledore's face in the past.

"Come on, come sit down and warm yourself up to the fire. The fire is burning brightly today."

(End of chapter)