This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

While all the students were surprised, Andrew was surprised by something else.

To be honest, although it was a bit abrupt for him to sit at the faculty table today, he had already prepared himself mentally.

After all, he had occasionally come to this table to eat during last summer vacation, it was just that it was more formal today.

What really surprised him was Mr. Nicolas Flamel, yes, that Mr. Flamel, the sturdy old wizard who was sitting at the dining table.

Completely different from the last time they met, when he felt like he might be blown down by the wind, Andrew suspected that Mr. Nicol was now capable of fighting a dragon.

But this topic cannot be asked. No matter how much the other person has changed, it would be too rude to ask about such physical changes.

He could only keep this question deep in his heart until the beginning of the banquet.

"You there, Taylor."

Dumbledore assigned him a place - next to Mr. Flamel.

'Here? Shouldn't it be the new Director of the Ministry of Magic's International Cooperation Department, Mr. Rupert or Madame Maxime?'

But he did not ask any questions, just sat down and greeted Mr. Lemay again.

He had politely greeted him earlier when they were talking in the lounge, but now Mr. Flamel was much more enthusiastic than before.

"It seems that you have a good relationship with your classmates in school. They didn't make any unexpected noises."

Mr. Flamel said with a smile.

…

You keep scolding!

Andrew didn't even want to respond to the other party for a moment. The curse was too dirty!

But he finally shook his head slightly, "Maybe they were just too surprised."

"Then there will be something more surprising to be announced later. Are you ready?"

Mr. Flamel asked with a smile, "How about you make the announcement?"

"Don't do that. It's outrageous enough as it is, sir."

Andrew shook his head. Others said it was a joke, but the old man in front of him really had the ability to turn a joke into reality.

"That's not far-fetched at all," Mr. Flamel shook his head. "They always say you've discovered this or that great magic, but to me, you've opened up a whole new world to wizards."

"The new world is right here," Andrew shook his head. "I don't deny that I tried hard to lift the curtain, but in fact, all I could see was a small area."

His knowledge is certainly considered a lot in the wizarding world, but in the Muggle world, he can't be said to be at the top, let alone in the forefront. There is a huge gap between experts and laymen in various fields.

But even if someone is an expert in a certain field, the top one, he may be a layman in another field.

The most terrifying thing about modern society is that there is no longer an omnipotent being.

No one can be good at all fields. Everyone is trying to find his or her own talents by being exposed to as many aspects as possible, and then realize his or her talents.

"You are always too modest, Taylor," Mr. Nico shook his head, "Although I admit that they are so advanced in some aspects that it is difficult for me to get started. Even though I have been studying for a long time, I have only barely stepped into the door of medicine."

Andrew pretended to listen; it was obvious that Mr. Flamel was sharing his unique medical magic.

"I have never had a good impression of dark wizards, so my exploration of the human body is just average. Moreover, the Muggles who tried to study the human body at that time were really..."

Mr. Flamel shook his head. "Before the Statute of Secrecy was enacted, their methods were almost murderous."

That's true... Although Andrew didn't study medicine, he had read some introductory passages. The first reference for necromancers was doctors, so it was not just an ordinary hardcore research.

"But then, they were different," Mr. Flamel shook his head. "I began to understand the tools they used. They were different from magic, but they were close to magic. A machine made of glass that could observe the most basic composition of matter..."

"They don't have potions, and most potions are much less effective than potions. They can't even grow a bone, let alone arms or legs."

"More complicated problems, such as separation or noses and ears not being in their original positions, are even more difficult to solve."

It can be seen that Mr. Nico has really done research - but even a blind man can see that his ridiculously muscular body is too outrageous. How can there be such a strong old wizard!

Even medicine bags are so long!

If it were a wizard who wasn't so famous, Andrew would have wanted to go over and ask you a question - at this rate of development, the head would have to undergo some changes!

"Even for colds, they adjust their own immunity and can't just use potions to cure them. They are really behind the times."

Mr. Nico shook his head, but his expression was not as disgusted as he said. "But they are backward and advanced. They have really determined why symptoms such as colds and fevers occur. They have studied viruses or fungi in more detail than us. Whether it is fever or infection, or even brewing, I think potions will have great development in this area. This is very useful."

Andrew felt dizzy because it was mixed with a lot of medical terms - that's the trouble with English, you really can't understand the meaning of some words.

"It's not just that. There's also the understanding of the human body itself. Probably because there are no potions, they disassemble the human body out of justice. Although some people's behavior is similar to that of dark wizards, most of them are actually well-intentioned. I myself happen to be a beneficiary of those studies."

Mr. Lemay pointed at himself and said, "Although they haven't figured out all the functions and substitutions of various parts, and the substances and effects produced by the human body, those that have been identified are of great help."

"And those drugs, although they don't work as quickly as potions, have very magical effects in another sense."

???

No potion comes faster?

Mr. Flamel, what are you talking about.

Are you kidding me about the Nine Needles Technique?

But Andrew was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized a problem - compared with the magic potion that really builds muscle and strengthens bones, the Nine Needles Technique is simply a little brother.

'No wonder Professor Snape still despises me for not having enough talent in potions... As expected, there is still a big gap in my knowledge. Potions are the most ruthless.'

"So... it turns out that Mr. Flamel didn't want to have such an overly strong body, but the experiment was too harsh?"

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