Hogwarts: Incredible Understanding, Counterfeiting The Philosopher's Stone

Du Wei took the little maid and had a feast.

The dining table hasn't even been cleared yet.

Nicoléme was impatient.

[Nicol Flamel’s expectations are rising...]

He anxiously asked the previous question:

"Du Wei, you succeeded, right?"

Du Wei nodded again.

"How did you do it?"

Even Grandma Perenal couldn’t help but come over and ask:

"How far did Naga and you go?"

[Perenal Flamel’s curiosity grows stronger and stronger...]

Du Wei turned his attention to the little maid who was rubbing her belly.

Naga instantly understood what he was thinking.

When her fingers touched her master.

Her figure slowly disappeared again.

Thanks to the deliberately slow pace.

This time, the Lemelome couple finally saw the whole process clearly.

It’s definitely not a summoning spell!

Naga's figure completely disappeared.

Du Wei shows the snake-shaped mark on his palm.

Flamel and his wife looked at each other.

[Nicholas Flamel was shocked and worried... complex emotions were superimposed...]

[Perenal Flamel was shocked, worried...complex emotions were superimposed...]

They have become very familiar with Naga these days.

They like this cute and well-behaved little girl very much.

She doesn't even mind her identity as an orc.

In the magical world, there are too many strange combinations.

but now.

Powerful magical power.

parasitic.

these two characteristics.

It instantly reminded them of extremely rare magical creatures.

"Obscura!"

Du Wei was so frightened by what the two said in unison that he almost doubled over.

Then he reacted "nine seven three".

Don't even say it.

It kind of means that.

but...

"Don't worry, this isn't Obscurus."

"It's not like you don't know the relationship between Naga and me."

Du Wei quickly explained.

Now the old couple looked at each other again and said at the same time again:

"Oh~~~"

"have no idea!"

"What's the relationship?"

The joking tone of the two made Du Wei couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"Do you still want to hear what I have to say about the wand?"

"You say, you say."

"Say it quickly, say it quickly!"

Du Wei said nothing.

He just waved his hand casually.

The LeMay couple didn't know why and thought their grandson was playing tricks again.

When he was about to teach the naughty Du Wei a lesson.

They suddenly noticed something strange.

The dining table that was just messy with cups and plates is now clean and tidy!

They don't even know when it happened!

[Nicholas Flamel was shocked and confused.........complex emotions were superimposed...]

[Perenal Flamel is feeling shocked and envious with mixed emotions...]

For most wizarding families.

Cleaning spells and organizing spells are common mantras that people love to hate.

Especially for little wizards.

These two spells are definitely easier to use than Muggles' manual operations.

But it’s not particularly useful either.

Limited by its own strength and the upper limit of the spell itself.

Most of the wizard's cleaning spells are difficult to remove corners, stubborn stains, and special marks.

When the level of finishing spells is limited, they often only focus on shooting down the outside.

Only Merlin knows what's inside.

Remedy.

Or clean it up one by one multiple times.

Or you have to go back and do it.

This is why the trio in the original work had so much trouble cleaning up.

It's not that I'm lazy, it's that my ability is limited.

certainly.

Du Wei has long been very skilled in these little magic spells.

But the LeMays never thought about it.

Someone can perform this humble little spell quietly.

Even the house elves at Hogwarts can't do it!

"How did you do it?"

Nico Flamel asked the question for the third time.

Du Wei didn't answer.

He also asked a question:

"What is magic?"

The Flamels were silent.

They have lived for more than six hundred years, and they are good at alchemy exploring the origin of life and all things.

Naturally, I have thought about this issue.

But they never really answered the question.

What is magic?

"Magic is the power of my thoughts.

"I see, I think, I can do it."

Du Wei's answer is short.

It is so brief that the memories of the two old people can be traced back from the present to more than 600 years ago.

The Pyrenees were much colder then than they are now.

Beauxbatons is just a few small houses in the mountains.

Perenal is three years older than Nico.

The first spell she cast in front of Nico was to fall unconscious.

Nico, who was hiding in the dark, was instantly knocked unconscious.

She found the "malicious" Nico Flamel through the footprints in the snow.

She thought of the spell to pass out.

She knocked out Nico Flamel.

It's that simple.

Of course, there is a cost to this.

Later she changed her surname to Flamel.

Du Wei saw the two of them wake up from their "meditation".

Know they've got their point across.

So he raised his hand again:

"I see."

The dining table changed from mahogany to white synthetic marble.

The wooden floors changed from dark wood to light colored tiles.

Fluorescent lamps replaced crystal chandeliers.

Micro-wave oven.

>k.

Sweeping robot.

I have never met these Flamel and his wife, so naturally I can’t name them.

I just feel that it is extremely simple and has a different kind of beauty.

"I think."

A laptop appeared on the dining table.

The computer screen lights up.

"In the tower in!"

"Demacia!"

"Are you ready to enter the world of fire? Hey hey hey hey.

"I can do it."

The words fell.

Du Wei's body burst into flames.

He also instantly transformed from a tall and lanky boy into a muscular man.

A fireball shot out from his left hand, turning the vase on the table to ashes.

The pretense is over.

Du Wei returned to his original appearance.

[Nicola Flamel feels incredible...complex emotions are overlapping...]

[Perenal Flamel feels incredible...complex emotions are overlapping...]

Du Wei can already foresee today's bumper harvest.

Obviously, the Flamel couple could not foresee how happy the life of a Muggle otaku would be in a few decades.

Du Wei asked them a second question:

"What is a wand?"

Both old men thought they were familiar with this issue.

Rod making also belongs to alchemy in a broad sense.

"The wand is a tool used by wizards to release magic..."

"The wand is a tool that helps wizards cast spells stably and quickly..."

Before the two old men could finish speaking, Du Wei interrupted their work.

"The most powerful wand ever created is, of course, Dumbledore's elder wand.

Mr. and Mrs. Flamel nodded:

"One of the three holy weapons of death, it is really powerful."

Actually.

This was verified by Du Wei using system analysis.

All other wands only cost one thousand comprehension points, but this one costs ten thousand.

"But what was the first wand?"

The Flamel couple fell into deep thought.

The specific answer is no longer known.

But both of them were certain that it was not made by an ancestor of the Ollivander family.

Du Wei began to guide them to think:

"It must come from the natural world."

"Maybe it's a dead branch."

"Maybe it's the tail feathers that fell off a certain phoenix."

"Maybe it's the horn of a horned water snake."

"In short, the ancient wizard who was born with magic picked up a certain piece of material that was born to respond to him.

Du Wei paused just right.

Because two wise old men immediately picked up:

"Then wizards discovered that the success rate of spell casting was higher, the power was greater, and the effects were more precise and controllable..."

Their voices gradually died down, waiting for Du Wei District.

Du Wei took out an untrimmed snakewood:

"But the dead branches stuck to my buttocks, the feathers scratched me, and the snake's horns were too big."

"So we have to trim, polish, and bind..."

"This is how the wand was filtered out by the combination."

After Du Wei finished speaking, the "magic wand" in his hand just "took shape"

No magic was used.

He simply broke off the extra branches of the snake tree.

Then wrap the phoenix's tail feathers around it.

A "magic wand" is ready.

The two old men stared intently at their grandson's movements.

The humble wand quickly took root on the dining table.

Grow branches and leaves.

Flowers bloom.

A small phoenix fluttered its wings and flew out from the flower's stamens.

And then burn in mid-air,

"I'm not using magic this time."

“I believe that the earliest wizards did not use magic to specially make something called a ‘magic wand’.

Nicoléme asked doubtfully:

"But it does work, why?"

Du Wei nodded and continued:

“It really works………….”

"The wand chooses the wizard."

"That's Ollivander's sales pitch."

"From Northern Ireland to New York, no one knows it, no one knows it."

His joke did not make the two old people laugh.

It can be seen that their thoughts have been taken to another place by their grandson.

They had a clear understanding of each other and asked at the same time:

"You mean, Ollivander is lying?"

Du Wei spread his hands with an innocent expression:

"I didn't say that!"

"If a reporter from the Daily Prophet hears this, the old man will definitely fight me in a duel."

"It's hard to say he's lying. It's more that he's avoiding the truth."

"Let's guess."

"Dumbledore's phoenix is ​​loyal, right?"

The two old men nodded.

The phoenix is ​​Dumbledore's family pet.

When the Dumbledore family is in need, the phoenix will appear.

"Then if I pluck all the phoenix's fur."

"Hiss~!"

Mr. and Mrs. LeMay took a deep breath.

No matter what kind of hatred or resentment, Ollivander would not be so cruel.

Du Wei ignored it and continued:

"Then make each feather into a wand."

"Then how many of these wands will choose Dumbledore himself?"

"Hiss~!"

One word awakens the dreamer.

I'm afraid even a troll can answer this question.

Du Wei shook the simple wand in his hand:

"Actually, the tail feathers above were plucked from Fox."

The two old men took the wands and looked at them over and over.

Then at Sun Tzu's instruction, several magic spells were released.

"how do you feel?"

"It doesn't go well."

"A magic spell suitable for life types."

The LeMays had keen senses.

But that's not what Du Wei wants to ask.

"Do you feel chosen?"

silence.

There was a long silence.

This is a new, unused wand.

They are the first two users.

Even if you include Sun Tzu as the staff maker, there are only three people who have handled it.

But they both have some sense of being "chosen."

And it happened very naturally, just like the first time the two picked out wands more than six hundred years ago.

Does the character of the wand have something to do with the wandmaker?

Our grandson is a playboy.

Even the finished wand is inconsistent?

[Nicholas Flamel feels envious of you and has complex emotions superimposed]

[Perenal Flamel feels helpless... complex emotions are superimposed...]

Grandpa and grandma, what are you doing?

What are you thinking about?

I feel envious and helpless at the same time.

Don't look at me!

Look at the wand!

Du Wei didn't know that he had long been labeled as a playboy in the eyes of his grandparents.

He could only pretend that nothing happened and continued:

"The wand chooses the wizard, 5.0 I guess it's because of an illusion."

The two old men became energetic and knew that they had to draw the key points.

"A natural wand naturally has countless magic channels inside it, allowing magic power to pass through and be released."

"The depth, shape, and characteristics of these channels are different."

"But a wand carefully made by a wand maker has limited access."

"The wizard's power entering a wand that has not 'recognized its owner' will have an impact on one of the channels.

"If the two match, the passage will be widened and deepened, and the wizard will feel that this spell casting is particularly smooth."

"That's what I call an 'illusion'."

Actually.

Du Wei had burned the acacia wand at Ollivander's Wand Shop.

Just to test the magic channel.

He invaded violently.

Try as many different channels as possible.

Finally discovered.

Most of it is clear.

But limited channels cannot withstand unlimited violence.

So it finally exploded.

The Flamels were not that perverted.

In all these years, no wizard has spent so much time testing wands.

But they are all top alchemy masters.

Naturally, we can connect it with our own experience to confirm Du Wei’s statement.

"It seems you are right."

“Ollivanders is just selling.

Nicoléme asked:

"As long as a little wizard is powerful enough, some of the new wands can choose him?"

"That's the theory.

Du Wei nodded.

What he thought of was:

It wasn't that easy to get in the first time.

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