Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 129 Nicole May: When you lift your pants, you speak hard

"I understand!"

"finally, I understand!"

After slapping his hands and dismantling his house to pieces, Nicole May sat down on the only chair in the room that hadn't been dismantled.

He leaned against the back of the chair, and a sense of satisfaction appeared on his face. At this moment, Le May's complexion was much better than before, and the eyes of the radiant old man were full of light.

"But I still need to verify it carefully."

"follow me."

Nicole May grabbed Ron's wrist, then used apparition to take him away from here, and returned to the alchemy room on the top floor of Paris that Ron was familiar with.

"Dumbledore! I have something to ask you, come here quickly, come to Paris, I know you are not asleep."

Picking up the handset of an old-fashioned dial-up telephone, he spoke without turning the dial.

After a few seconds, with a slight bang, Dumbledore, who was wearing pajamas and a nightcap, moved directly to the Alchemy Works with his wand. People can break into his home directly.

"Hold this." Nicole May stuffed the history of magic into Dumbledore's hands, "Remember to dismantle the alchemy array, right?"

"Of course, but what is the situation?"

Dumbledore, who was a little confused, had never seen his old friend show such an expression.

"Don't worry about that, just remember, you use magic power to outline the alchemy array, then clap your hands and use the stone."

A piece of raw ore the size of a fist was placed on the alchemy table in front of Dumbledore by LeMay. He stared at Dumbledore energetically and said happily.

Although he still didn't understand, Dumbledore did as he did and called him over in the middle of the night. Dumbledore didn't think that this unknown and serious old man would be idle and entertaining him.

"Crack~"

Dumbledore slapped his hands in a learned manner following what Nicolas said, the familiar magic power shimmered, and the ore shrouded in his magic power was instantly decomposed into powder.

"This is?"

"You found it?"

Dumbledore, who instantly understood what this meant, looked at Flamel, and then he repeated the previous operation without using the Philosopher's Stone.

"Crack~"

However... nothing happened.

"Then congratulations, you have discovered another mystery of the Sorcerer's Stone." Dumbledore congratulated Flamel with a smile on his face, and then put the Sorcerer's Stone on the table casually. He had no interest in this stone.

"Go thank this little guy, he discovered it, and at least in clapping his hands, his talent is even stronger than mine."

"At any rate, I have a complete Sorcerer's Stone. Although the wand in his hand is also, it has no real effect, and only an empty shell remains."

"I was going to teach him alchemy, you know! Then this little guy said to me: Isn't alchemy just a clap of hands, and then he succeeded."

"This is a major discovery in the history of alchemy! If I want to slap you in the future, I can just slap you! This is so interesting!"

"Come, come, stand still, I'll try another alchemy array, you can write an experience report to me later, the dummy test is a little less flavorful, it's better for you to use it."

What Dumbledore said made Dumbledore frowned fiercely. I am the headmaster of Hogwarts, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot. How could I be reduced to being your target and have to talk to elementary school students Write an experience report?
"Okay."

Dumbledore nodded readily. It wasn't the first time he was persecuted by Flamel. Flamel, who taught Dumbledore alchemy, must be his teacher, but they also made the same friends.

The shooting range for the test was quickly assembled by itself. Dumbledore stood motionless in the position of the dummy, his expression relaxed while holding the wand.

"Crack~"

"Clap clap clap clap~~~"

Just as if a certain leader had finished speaking, Lemay clapped his hands cheerfully, and the magic shimmers flashed one after another, including ice, flames, boulders, strong winds, torrents, and many other strange things that Ron couldn't understand at all. Strange things take turns.

These endless strange attacks, from visible to invisible, from silent to vocal, hit Dumbledore as the target, but these attacks were easily resolved by Dumbledore like a breeze, and his wand Without moving a bit, this seemingly gimmicky move poses no threat at all.

"Stain~"

Feeling a bit disappointed, Le May put down his hands. After all, seeing that he was all -0, -0 after a frantic operation, and the blood was not taken away, it was a feeling that a normal person could not afford to be happy.

"A simple alchemy array is okay, but a more complicated one will cause trouble."

"Crack~"

He slapped his hands for the last time, and an oversized trap that could pinch off a dragon's leg instantly deformed and appeared under Dumbledore's feet, and then hit an invisible shield, smashing himself into a pile of waste iron.

"Although it's a very interesting new discovery, it's a pity that it's too fancy to use."

After having a good time, Nicole May lifted his trousers and spoke in a dispirited manner. Although he was telling the truth, it just didn't sound interesting.

"Maybe you can't do it."

Dumbledore, with his arms folded, hummed softly and passed by Flamel, and he spoke to himself. As soon as the light words came out, Nico Flamel kicked and kicked him with his face down. As Dumbledore ran around for a while, the two elderly people who were not young lived more and more like children.

"Go away, go back to sleep and get a good night's sleep. I hope you didn't pee your pants when you woke up the next day."

After Dumbledore had no 'use value', Nicole May unceremoniously drove him out of his home.

"Remember to report the experience to me, tomorrow, don't forget, you old guy."

Dumbledore rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to say anything more to this unreliable old guy. He had already known LeMay's character decades ago.

"Good night."

He nodded to Ron, and with a bang, Dumbledore disappeared into the alchemy room in an instant.

"Well, I sort of figured out what's going on, at least that's how I use it."

"It's convenient, but it's not very useful, but it's also possible that my talent is not here, and you will be a better Ron than me."

"It's like the Sorcerer's Stone. Although Merlin is also my teacher, I got the refining method of the Sorcerer's Stone from him. Because of this, even after hundreds of years, I still haven't been able to figure out the Sorcerer's Stone. The full functionality of a device, such as the one you found."

Nicole May shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't disappointed. There were so many things he didn't know in the world. The more he knew, the more people would realize that they knew less.

"Maybe you will embark on a new era of alchemy,"

"Clap your hands!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

With an extremely hearty smile, Le May handed the thick handwritten book he had published before to Ron seriously.

"People are old and can't stay up late. If you can't sleep, you might as well read a book. If you have any questions, just ask me. After all, from now on, you can call me teacher."

Then LeMay took out a rectangular flat box with a lid similar to a cosmetic mirror from his pocket.

"If you have any questions in the future, you can use this to ask me. After all, I may not stay in France. If the owls find me, it will be a very hard work for them. Maybe they will have to cross half of the world, and then find that he has returned. I have to go back with forgiveness."

"It's too much torture for those cute little guys."

"Okay, I'm going to rest."

"Good night, teacher."

Flamel walked down the stairs, humming a little tune and walking slowly.

(End of this chapter)