Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"It's not that simple. Didn't you realize that the seven pages of the book formed the first picture?" Nico Flamel, who was mature and developed a pair of vicious eyes, saw Moriarty's thoughts and sighed.

: "Keep reading, you will find the magic of this book after reading it."

Moriarty turned to page eight, this time he was a little more solemn.

The painting on page eight was still incomplete. Having experienced it for the first time, Moriarty turned to page fourteen familiarly, and then looked backwards.

"Another seven pages!" Moriarty turned the pages over and over. "This is the second set of pictures: what is painted is a cross in a cemetery? But the person crucified on the cross is not Jesus, but a snake.

!”

"Very good, interpretation." Nico Flamel's voice sounded a little bitter.

"The cross represents holiness and exorcism. The crucified snake seems to have horns or a snake crown on its head. I think it is a basilisk. So, it represents the same meaning as the suffering Jesus."

Moriarty thought for a moment and then said: "Other wizards may not think of this. For wizards, they only believe in Merlin. It has nothing to do with them whether the suffering Jesus is a Muggle."

"Exactly." Nico Flamel joked: "If the Christians in the Holy See hear what you say, they will definitely settle the score with you."

"Have you come into contact with people from the Holy See?" Moriarty asked.

"It happened a long time ago," Nico Flamel skipped the topic and said in a deep voice: "The crucifixion of the snake represents corruption, and the death on the cross represents sublimation! This is what the second set of pictures inspired me,

Now let's look at the third and final set of pictures."

Moriarty and Nico Flamel got together and opened pages fifteen to twenty-one.

"The painting is of several clear springs emerging from a desert, and many snakes emerge from the springs?

Well, the sky is blue, the wind is sunny, and if there weren’t so many snakes, this would be a story full of hope!

In fact, I wouldn't mind having more snakes."

Moriarty not only told the content of the picture, but also his interpretation. He conjured a desert and recited a spell of clear water like a spring, summoning many ghost snakes.

The scene in the picture is perfectly reproduced. The ghost snakes are spitting out messages and wagging their tails like a Chihuahua. They don’t look scary at all.

Nico Flamel laughed so hard that he fell forward and back. Moriarty highly suspected that his thin body could not bear the swinging back and forth, causing the waist to break!

"I admire your flash of inspiration," Nico Flamel smiled enough and said: "This is how I interpreted it, you see - the desert represents alchemy, this is what I pointed out in the first class

of."

"Yeah, that's right." Moriarty agreed.

"And clear springs are new substances that appear in the desert! Where do new substances come from? From snakes! At that time, I understood snakes as the raw materials for creating new substances. After several years of alchemical experiments, I discovered that strong acids can generate

New substance!”

Nico Flamel said enthusiastically that even after more than five hundred years, he still looks like a teenager when talking about alchemical experiments.

"I understand," Moriarty looked at Nico Flamel: "You interpreted the three sets of pictures as the process of making the Sorcerer's Stone!"

"How clever!" Nico Flamel exclaimed: "Isn't the most important thing that I finally succeeded in making the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Look, I wanted to make the Philosopher's Stone, so I read the production process from the book!" His tone became heavier: "Then, if someone wants to do something bad, will he read the book to do evil?

Method? Who can stop him then!

I have reason to believe that people who have owned this book have, without exception, deciphered the methods that allowed them to succeed. Some have made a career, and many more have used it to do unknown things.

No one else will know about bad things!"

Moriarty nodded noncommittally. Nico Flamel's words were a bit idealistic. His eyes returned to the "Jewish Book of Abraham" and found that on the inside of the back cover of the book, which is the same as page 21

On the adjacent side, there are two paintings printed on it, one above and one below.

His fingers gently touched the two paintings, and they felt cold to the touch. Moriarty judged that they were some kind of metal. Now he knew why there were so many handprints in this book.

"The Jews have the habit of painting with metal?" Moriarty complained, and Nico Flamel seemed to snort: "Maybe, the Jews at that time were not called Jews, they were called Hebrews. Who knows what weird things they had

Weird habit."

"These two paintings look much more vivid than the previous three groups of paintings," Moriarty held up the book and looked at it. "Then there is the fourth painting, which depicts two people.

One wore a hat and held a double snake staff in his hands. He waved the snake staff in a fighting posture.

And he was fighting an old man with wings? The old man was flying in the air, with an hourglass on his head, and a sickle in his hand, about to chop off the feet of the man holding the double snake staff!"

Nico Flamel seemed to be very interested and asked: "What do you think about this-"

"The double snake staff is the weapon of Hermes. There is no doubt about it. Hermes is also the ancestor of alchemy! This is the question Professor Perenel asked Tonks in the first class." Mo.

Riati began to analyze the meaning of the painting.

"As for the old man? He has an hourglass on his head. There is no doubt that the hourglass represents time. And he is holding a sickle. I regard him as the God of Death!

The God of Death counted the time and went to harvest Hermes' life, and a battle broke out between the two."

Nico Flamel put forward a completely different interpretation: "I regard the old man as the god of agriculture. It is not only the god of death who holds the sickle, but also the peasants will pick up the sickle, right?"

I agree with you that the double snake staff represents Hermes.

Okay, what inspiration can you get from Death vs. Hermes?

Following the idea of ​​Saturn vs. Hermes, I added some substances from the land to the alchemy experiment, and finally found that lead can remove the volatilization of mercury."

"How many years did it take you to discover this?"

"Seven years and four months."

Moriarty expressed his admiration for Nico Flamel with his eyes. Nico Flamel did not lie to them. Before he learned the formulas and runes, he could only start as an alchemy apprentice and experiment one by one.

Start trying.

Moriarty can only think of the Deathly Hallows from the battle between Death and Hermes.

Maybe the Deathly Hallows are just powerful alchemical tools?

Regarding the two different ideas, Moriarty and Nico Flamel could not judge whether they were right or wrong, so they continued to read.

"The fifth painting is actually in color." Moriarty said with appreciation, and Nico Flamel said quietly: "It has not faded after six hundred years."

"Okay, a magical painting." Moriarty shrugged: "Look, this should be a flower growing on the top of a high mountain. The stem is blue, the flowers are white and red, and the leaves are gold. Look.

Looks beautiful!

Below the flower is a golden griffon? A black dragon? They are building a nest on the hillside."

"So, if this painting is real, it must be at least 1,200 years old?" Nico Flamel scratched his head for the first time.

"Be more confident and conservatively estimate it to be 1,500 years!"

Moriarty remembered that Salazar mentioned in his diary that the golden griffon was extinct.

As for the black dragon, it was so big that Moriarty was sure that there was no such huge black dragon in the modern magic world.

"There are only five paintings?" Moriarty closed the book, "I always feel that something is missing..."

Nico Flamel smiled: "Think about it, there are twenty-one pages in total, and every seven pages form a painting. This book seems to particularly like the number seven. There is no guarantee that it will have seven paintings. What do you think?"

"The question is," Moriarty handed the book to its owner, "where are the remaining two paintings?"

Nico Flamel did not take the book. He shook his head slightly: "I'll give the book to you! It's a good question, but I don't know.

For more than 600 years, I have not thought about this problem, and I rarely even read this book. In addition to the fact that I can no longer get useful information from it, there are other reasons.

I am implicitly worried that it will bring a curse to me, not a magical curse, but a spiritual curse!"

"Similar to Dumbledore's idea of ​​not wanting to be the Minister of Magic?" Moriarty caught a hint of confusion in Nico Flamel's eyes.

"Ah, the Minister of Magic cannot be compared with the entire world. I firmly believe that if I had not treated alchemy wholeheartedly at that time, I am afraid that the world would have been owned by me." Nico Flamel said with a smile: "That's why we decided to welcome Alchemy.

Death is due to the desire to defeat oneself."

Moriarty found it difficult to agree with Nico Flamel's point of view. He frowned and shook his head slowly.

"You could have created an alchemical era, but when this era was not yet mature and came towards you like a child just learning to walk, you were afraid!

If the curse of the soul is just like this, then I have to say please give me a few more! I wish that each era would fly by like an express train. Only in this way can I get closer to the magical sky."

Moriarty stood up from the recliner. He turned the book over and over, "I understand your thoughts now. You think this book is a prophecy about everyone! Unlike other prophecies, the prophecies in this book are written by

The owner of the book decides for himself!

You chose the deck chair, and I chose the sky. I accepted the book, and when I find the last two paintings, maybe you will interpret a story that should have soared into the blue sky."

Moriarty submerged his chaise longue and nodded to Nico Flamel with a smile.

Nico Flamel was not angry. He stretched out his right hand: "I look forward to that day."

"I'll race against time." Moriarty stretched out his right hand, responding with the words they used when they bet, and then clasped the two hands together heavily.

There was a soft "click" sound, Nico Flamel's hand hung on his wrist in a hanging posture, Moriarty's eyelids jumped, "Ahem, your hand is broken, let me do a test? Guaranteed

I’ll give you a right hand that won’t break.”