This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"Yes, I am the best experimental subject. Anyway, I have the help of potions, so I am not afraid of the side effects that the Muggles talk about," Mr. Flamel showed his arms, "and to be honest, compared with the previous ones, this side effect is not unacceptable."

It turns out that you can do whatever you want with the Philosopher's Stone.

There is only one potion of the highest quality in magic - the panacea.

Andrew knew this very well, but this thing was basically just a fantasy of potion masters. The potion ranked below it, although not the second most difficult to refine, was recognized by wizards as the master's threshold, and that was the Felicity Potion.

As for the first panacea, it has another name, called the Elixir of Life. Andrew doesn't know how to make it, but the necessary item is called the Philosopher's Stone.

I don’t know who is the second best Potions Master, but the first one must be Mr. Nicolas Flamel.

The same is true for alchemy. After all, the first creation of alchemy is the Philosopher's Stone.

There is controversy over transfiguration. After the development of human body transfiguration and even the emergence of magical transfiguration, the metal transfiguration series limited to the Philosopher's Stone is no longer the ultimate dream.

Taking medicine and self-transformation are things that cost you life, but for Mr. Nico, the elixir of life is a blue-green modifier that locks your life.

'No wonder Mr. Nicol's progress is so fast. A medical student doesn't have the conditions to do so, not to mention his already terrifying accumulation of magical knowledge.'

Knowledge is power, and for Mr. Flamel, who lived for nearly seven hundred years, his memory was a huge library.

"Honestly, it was much more difficult than I thought at the beginning. I don't have many hematopoietic cells in my bones, but fortunately I still found them. I started using potions to help them grow more effectively. I also adjusted the potion formula to make them more active... In short, my own blood alone took me a while, but there were more troubles later..."

Mr. Flamel was more talkative than Andrew had expected, but that was a good thing.

Andrew was extremely happy to hear this - Mr. Flamel was the only one in the entire wizarding world who dared to be so reckless. Professor Snape definitely didn't have the strength to do so, and even Dumbledore wouldn't dare to do that to him.

But unfortunately, the conversation could not continue.

Just as Mr. Nico was describing how to strengthen his bones, the food was served.

"There are many things to talk about, but there is plenty of time to talk. Food should not be wasted," Mr. Flamel shook his head. "I should thank the adjustment of my stomach. To be honest, it is really great to enjoy more food."

"Especially since they serve French food, right..."

Andrew looked at the food on the table and really didn't dare to speak loudly.

They could debate other aspects, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly about the food - even Lockhart wouldn't write such an outrageous plot that the French love British food to death.

Fortunately, the French food made by the elf tasted very authentic, and even Mr. Flamel nodded repeatedly.

But this is even more outrageous - what is authentic French food in the UK...

Trying hard not to think about this outrageous question, Andrew began to enjoy his meal. Although the people at the table had changed today, it was still okay and he could accept it.

…

"This dessert is really good. Is this the last one?"

Mr. Lemay nodded and gave a high evaluation, then smiled at Andrew and said, "It's about to start. Are you ready?"

'I've prepared myself for the holiday, and, after all, it's Hogwarts, I'm more familiar with it...'

Although Andrew didn't know whether other schools where few people knew him would be better, he was indeed prepared.

"Yes, sir."

Andrew glanced at the clean plate and nodded.

"But whether it's done or not won't affect Albus's announcement, so just wait."

He nodded to Andrew, and they both began to turn their gaze to Dumbledore - at this moment, Dumbledore, who was sitting in the main seat, had stood up.

Everyone focused their eyes on Dumbledore, even the students who had occasionally turned their eyes away because Andrew was sitting over there.

"This moment has finally come. I think each of us has been looking forward to it for a long time."

Dumbledore looked at everyone, "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin, but before that, I have to explain the rules for selecting the champions and our entire process..."

Dumbledore read out the process bit by bit, after it had been revised several times before it was finally finalized.

The students immediately fell into excitement - they finally knew the most important information at this time, that there were not one, but several places for warriors!

This change made all the students cheer.

If it’s just one warrior, many people don’t have confidence—but many?

Merlin's beard, of course there should be a place for me!

Most people know the first place in their own college, but what about the second or even the third place?

My wand and spellcasting are no disadvantage either!

Amidst the noise, Dumbledore began to introduce the staff from the Ministry of Magic - but the students who were busy with the news about the warriors didn't pay much attention to this.

Ministry of Magic personnel?

It’s not too late to pay attention to them after they become warriors. The students gave symbolic applause, showing the most basic respect to the staff of the Ministry of Magic, and then waited impatiently for the next announcement.

"In the subsequent competitions, officials from the Ministry of Magic will form a judging panel with our four headmasters and two special referees to judge the efforts of the warriors."

Special referee?

A few people who could still receive the message began to count silently.

In the middle of the staff table were four headmasters, two Ministry of Magic officials, and an old man to whom Dumbledore gave up his seat. Well, that wizard must be the special referee.

But the other one?

???

The students, realizing something was wrong, focused their attention.

Are you kidding me?

But Dumbledore's introductions continued.

"The first special judge is Mr. Nicolas Flamel, a master of alchemy from the French magic world."

The seniors at four tables screamed.

Although there are not many students studying alchemy, there is no point in learning alchemy if you don’t know its name.

They quickly began to learn the basics, and screams and cheers immediately filled the entire auditorium.

This is a living legend!

Dumbledore himself had no intention of stopping it. He continued to applaud until the students calmed down a little.

"And the other judge is Andrew Taylor, a student of our school who has made outstanding contributions in the field of Transfiguration."

Dumbledore nodded at Andrew.

The tone was normal, as if some normal news was being announced, but Andrew noticed that the principal began to lead the applause.

Afterwards, the dazed students were led by the headmaster to applaud - although Andrew saw confused looks at the tables, they could not help but applaud as Dumbledore took the lead.

???

I will write one more page of legend when I go back today!!!