Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 128 Clap your hands, get what you want
After the cook completed his glorious mission, Ron followed Bully to an unknown place.

There is also a Nicholas mansion here, but the transparent house is somewhat similar to the sightseeing floor of a high tower.

Although this is not a tall tower, the luxurious mansion built on the edge of a high cliff can overlook everything on the canyon and plain below.

Thunderbirds entwined with lightning spread their wings and soar above the canyon. Their huge bird's nest is built not far from the suspended villa. Lightning chains are jumping on unhatched thunderbird eggs. An alchemy device is preparing for the unborn baby Birds provide the best nurturing environment.

Countless beasts and birds chirped continuously, extending from the canyon below to the plain in the distance. Behind the plain was a desert connected with snow-capped mountains. All the land as far as the eye could see from the window belonged to Nicolas.

Covering all kinds of natural terrains in the world and accommodating all the rare and exotic animals that can be collected, Nicolas May's 'zoo' has become its own independent small world.

"How big is this place?"

Ron, who was dumbfounded, asked Bully blankly. He leaned over the railing and leaned out to look hard. In the distance, he vaguely saw the trace of the coastline.

"Three the size of Paris, Mr. LeMay bought a small island, and then used some special means to transform the terrain here, and the space is slightly expanded."

"a little?"

"From snow-capped mountains and deserts to forests, swamps and lakes. And three Paris are [-] square kilometers! This thing is high school geography. Forget it."

"It's magic, just a little bit. He's the boss, and the boss has the final say."

Ron said a little speechlessly, how much time, money, and energy would it take to complete such an outrageous thing?

But it seems that Nicolas May is not short of money or time, let alone the energy to accomplish something interesting.

"Sir, this is borrowed from Mr. Melly's Avalon. Although I haven't seen Fairyland, I heard from Mr. that it is a more spectacular miracle than here."

"The Alchemist is really"

Ron moved his lips.

"Is it too late for me to learn alchemy?"

"Oh, you have finally spoken. Mr. Flamel is very happy to teach you alchemy, including Mr. Dumbledore before, but he will not take the initiative to mention it, after all, he respects everyone's choice."

"Shouldn't it be that when he sees a student with extraordinary talents, the old man sees Lie Xinxi and generously teaches him?"

"There are too many geniuses. Sir, he said that he likes to be lazy, although I don't think so, he is the most hardworking person I have ever met, bar none."

"Then I wish you a good time. If you want to go out and have a look, just jump down directly. The Thunderbird will catch you. I left a mark on you. These animals will not harm you. On that mountain There is a dragon, I think you will like it, very cute big guy, just doesn't like bathing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bully bowed to leave and disappeared in front of Ron in an instant.

"Want to learn alchemy?"

In Ron's mind, there was a figure of a coder eating melon seeds with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

"Master, you know everything?"

"Why won't your uncle?"

"Alchemy, isn't it just a clap of hands, what do you want?"

"Crack~"

After a crisp sound, the zoo in front of Ron instantly changed its appearance. The rocks and trees were replaced by cold metal, and the scarlet eyes glowed with mechanical coldness.

The mechanized Thunderbird landed in a nest not far away, and the iron and steel feathers made a tooth-piercing friction sound as they criss-crossed. The wings skimmed over the steel rock and cut out countless sparks, leaving behind A deep scratch.

"Crack~"

There was another crisp sound, and the world that had turned into metal and machinery instantly returned to its original state.

Ron rubbed his eyes and looked around hard. He saw a brand new scratch next to the Thunderbird's nest, which was exactly the same as the one seen in the hallucinatory illusion.

"Teach me teach me teach me teach me! Coach I want to learn this!"

Ron happily puffed up his belly, dangling his feet and screaming happily, but it's a pity that the shot wasn't about his chest.

"Since you want to learn, then I will teach you."

【Fuck him! (completed)】

[Your uncle threw you a: Barely pass the comfort package]

"Barely pass?"

Ron was stunned, but thinking about what he did before, it seemed that it was really not good enough.

"Don't understand?"

"I don't really understand."

"Then think about it carefully, a devil with a big ass can die with a single blow, and you have been inked for so long, it looks boring."

The corners of Ron's eyes twitched, what is this saying?
"Wu Rui Huguang originally thought that you should be able to take it away, [Knights don't die with bare hands] I gave it to you for nothing?"

"Dual wielding is a man's romance, you still want to bring a shield?"

"What kind of man is holding a shield? But since you like it, I won't stop you, sir. Be good in the future and learn to be smart."

"But if a man doesn't raise his shield, wouldn't it be a bit mean? Although I'm still young."

"That makes sense, but aren't you not lifting now?"

"Hahahaha~"

The uncle smiled and disappeared, leaving Ron sitting on the railing in a daze.

A line that appeared out of thin air was constantly extending and stretching, and a giant tree with a round wheel opened its leaves and branches.

An ancient stone gate appeared behind the giant tree, and then the pattern of the giant tree was imprinted on the door.

'push it away'

Something seemed to be telling Ron to do this.

A quaint brass balance fell between Ron and the stone door, whether it was real or not.

One end of the scale holds the phantom of Shimen in miniature, while the other is empty.

"Almost forgot."

I don't know where the big feet came from, and kicked the balance that was blocking the way.

Equivalent exchange?Grandpa doesn't like this.

The stone door that was also kicked open made a loud rumbling noise, and a trembling little ball of light leaned out half of its body behind the door.

It glanced at Ron, and then looked around again, but before it could breathe a sigh of relief, a big foot from nowhere stomped the ball of light into a flat puddle. After grinding under his feet, he finally disappeared with satisfaction.

A stream of light flew out from behind the stone door in a hurry, and then the stone door was closed in a panic, and gradually faded away.

"Wake up, don't sleep the baby."

A big warm hand grabbed Ron's arm to keep him from falling headlong, and Nicolas May woke up the silly boy who had fallen asleep while sitting on the railing.

"Monsieur Flamel?"

Ron rubbed away the overlapping phantoms in his eyes, and he was helped by the old man to turn over the railing where he had been sitting for a long time.

"Looks like I fell asleep."

Ron, who was still a little sleepy, covered his yawn. He looked at his hand over and over again. The streamer that flew out from behind the door did land on the back of his hand, but he didn't see the shadow of the giant tree. , I didn't see the stone gate either.

"It seems that you were really exhausted before, how are you doing now?"

Nicole May took Ron back to the house, and Bully prepared warm black tea and sent the cup filled with tea to Ron.

"It's possible." Ron drank the tea in one gulp. After being relieved, he is in good spirits now, "but rest well now."

"Bli said, would you teach me alchemy?"

"If you want to learn, you can."

"There are very few people who are willing to learn this subject now, and the high threshold makes alchemy gradually disappear in the present world."

"After all, spells and potions can do most of the things. The alchemy that has been split up now is just adding the power of the spell to objects, and it's not even enchantment."

"Only the manufacture of flying broomsticks will use some alchemy formations, but what they use are all so-called standardized alchemy formations, which are still very different from real alchemy formations."

"This is a really complicated subject. Are you sure you are ready? Many people have no way to step into the threshold in their lifetime. It takes a lifetime to study and explore. Talent determines the upper limit of what you can reach, and hard work determines. Whether or not you can hit your ceiling."

Nicole May spoke to Ron gently, and he told him about the complexities of alchemy one by one. After all, it is better not to step over this threshold in the first place if you give up halfway.

"Alchemy shouldn't be a slap of both hands, can you get what you want?"

Ron stared down at his hands, still looking for the possible difference.

Still nothing.

This outrageous remark made Nicolas May's face darken a little, but then he returned to normal color, even with a hint of an interested smile.

"We can try."

He reached into his pocket, took out a very thick handwritten book, and turned to the first page.

This book with yellowed pages has a history of tens of 100 years, and the handwriting left on it was written by Nicolas himself.

"Although it is indeed feasible to use magic power to form an alchemy formation, after all, the exchange price paid by alchemy is magic power. Although the pen and carving knife are used to write and describe the alchemy formation, the circulation in it is still magic power."

"Clap your hands, maybe it will be really useful."

"We started with the simplest."

As a person who has so much time to spare every day and keeps looking for fun for himself, although what Ron said is outrageous, he will not get pregnant if he tries. Isn't the breakthrough in alchemy just because these wild imaginations are being realized? Does it gradually become plump after the reality?

Nicolas turned out a short-handled carving knife with a black body and a silver blade, and then quickly and accurately carved a circle on the expensive mahogany table, and continued to draw lines in it .

The uncomplicated pattern was quickly carved by him, and the silver blade was also coated with a thin layer of silver paint in the notch.

"One of the most basic alchemy formations, decomposition."

"This is mainly used for the decomposition of ores. This cannot be confused with the violent destruction of the Fragmentation Curse. It can decompose complex ores into different simple substances, or separate impurities in liquids, allowing us to obtain pure water."

Nicole May placed the teapot containing black tea on the small alchemy formation. The silver lines burned instantly after being injected with magic power. The originally intact teapot and the black tea in it were instantly shattered, under the effect of the floating spell , Several piles of large or small powders of different colors and a cloud of pure water floating in midair magically appeared before the eyes.

"The deeper you master this alchemy array, the more delicate your use of magic power, and the deeper your understanding of the materials to be decomposed, the more detailed you can decompose and classify items."

"But it should be noted that if the decomposed object is an object that contains magic power, such as alchemy products, such as natural magic materials, the decomposition of such substances will be particularly difficult."

"What about that person?"

"Humans are not good. Whether it is a wizard or a Muggle, or even an ordinary sewer mouse, the composition of life is too complicated. Everything that involves the soul is the most complicated and difficult thing in the world."

"Because we haven't been able to explore and complete the mystery of the soul so far. That is the unknown that belongs to us, the unknown that belongs to the living."

"If I can become a ghost after death, then I may be able to glimpse the mysteries of the soul."

"But it is a pity that no one has been able to achieve this so far. Death is just a greater adventure. This sentence is not a random guess without reason. It is the end of man and the new life of man."

"Then I'll try."

Ron nodded half-understanding. He focused on combing the first alchemy formation recorded, writing and drawing from time to time, outlining patterns.

Ron doesn't have Hermione's innate talent of photographic memory. Although his memory is not bad, it is still far from photographic memory.

But this alchemy formation.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt familiar.

After just copying it a few times, he firmly remembered the alchemy formation in his heart.

"Crack~"

As soon as he clapped his hands, a faint light lit up in his palms.

The magic power is invisible, but the alchemy array outlined by the magic power has actually changed the nature of the pure magic power, and has visible light.

Subconsciously, Ron covered his magic power forward, and then covered the teacup in front of him.

"Oh, mon Merlin! Ciel!"

Nicole May, who was scared out of his native language, jumped up from the chair, his shining eyes stared straight at Ron's hands that had nowhere to rest.

Then he followed suit.
"Crack~"

"Crack~"

"Crack~"

The table in front of them collapsed.

The table in front of them instantly turned into a puddle of rough wood dust, but if it was to depict the alchemy formation, Nicolas May could break the mahogany table into more fine piles of different types of refined dust.

"It seems that I am right?"

Ron rubbed his palms on the clothes, and he wondered if his outrageous behavior would make Flame disassemble himself for research.
But what I never expected was!

This old man is even more outrageous than himself!

Could it be that he is also an uncle?

But looking at the pale beard and hair of Nicolas May
He is indeed an out-and-out uncle who has lived for more than 650 years.
　Twelve thousand and five, today is considered a pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)