Chapter 396 A potion worth three hundred galleons

For the next two hours, Kyle described in detail what happened in the secret room last year.

Nico didn't care about the process. Only when talking about the beginning and the end, he asked a lot of details, including how Kyle felt when time went backwards, whether there were any special phenomena around him, and even the changes in the environment. .

Some of these problems were not even noticed by Kyle himself. He was busy communicating and studying with Riddle at the time, so he had no time to pay attention to whether it was cold or hot in the secret room.

Two hours later, Kyle, who was thirsty, picked up the cup on the table and drank the cold black tea in one gulp.

In the middle, he also suggested using a pensieve and letting Nicoléme see it for himself.

As the home of a famous alchemist, there must be no shortage of things like a pensieve, and even if it didn't exist, he could probably make one on the spot.

But Nicolas Flamel shook his head.

"I must tell you child, retrieving memories is not a simple matter. Only wizards who are proficient in memory spells can do it."

"And there's another point..." He continued: "If I guess correctly, you should have learned Occlumency a long time ago."

Kyle nodded.

Occlumency is the spell he has learned the longest and has never stopped in the past few years, especially after being reminded by Rowena Ravenclaw.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Nico said, "For those wizards who have learned Occlumency, no one can extract their memories except themselves, neither me nor Albus."

"Actually, I can give it a try..." Kyle said: "There once was a professor at Hogwarts who was a master of memory spells. He gave me a note that recorded all his experiences on memory spells. I I learned a lot from it.”

"Oh, is there a memory charm master at Hogwarts?"

Nicolas Flamel looked a little surprised, "Albus's vision is really good. I have to admit that Beauxbatons is indeed not as good as Hogwarts when it comes to the choice of professors."

"Maybe...that's it..." Kyle laughed dryly, not embarrassed to tell the specific situation of the memory spell master.

Professor Nian Pao, whose true identity is a liar, not only lost his memory, but was also sent to St. Mungo's... It's a bit embarrassing to say this.

Just misunderstand, the reaction is not important.

Kyle quickly changed the subject and said, "I can try..."

"No, still not!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Maybe you want to say that you have made great progress in memory spells after reading the notes, but I can't risk it..."

Nicoléme pointed to his forehead and said seriously: "Your head is more valuable than what I want to know, so... no!

“And it’s not necessary. Through what you just described, I have basically understood the situation.

Nicoléme waved his hand, and the surrounding blue lake-colored reliefs and shelves disappeared instantly, replaced by a wall covered with various magic symbols.

Under his command, magic texts lit up one after another, flashing like stars.

Nico murmured to himself: "Unlike the existing time turners, the way it ends does not seem to fit the original time point, but more like it has to complete a necessary condition. In this way, these can be used It’s not here…”

He waved his hand again, and some of the magic words on the wall dimmed, but the number of newly lit magic words was even greater, and together with the original ones, there were almost hundreds.

Nicoléme kept changing the positions of the magic words, arranging and combining them into different symbols, and then these symbols were superimposed on each other to form a new appearance.

Kyle didn't disturb him and just watched quietly.

To be honest, he couldn't understand Nico's operations at all, so he could only try to write them all down.

But after ten minutes, Kyle gave up.

It's meaningless. There are hundreds of different arrangements and combinations of magic words. It's almost impossible to memorize them all.

And Kyle also found that Nico seemed to be just making some kind of attempt, in other words, he was making a draft, not the final answer.

But what Kyle didn't expect was that Nico spent all night writing this draft.

By the time he stopped what he was doing and all the magic words had dimmed, it was already the next morning.

After reading advanced magic texts all night, Kyle felt his head was dizzy and his spirit was in a trance.

Nico, on the other hand, actually looked more energetic than yesterday.

"It's incredible..."

"Sorry Kyle, I forgot you were still here..."

After noticing Kyle's strangeness, he clapped his hands and asked the house elf Tata to bring a bottle of light red potion.

"Drink it, it will be good for you."

Kyle took the potion and took a long sip.

The next second, the previous dizziness disappeared.

"What's this?"

"A brain-refreshing potion that I prepared myself." Nico said, "I drink some whenever I need memories from hundreds of years ago. It's very useful."

Kyle nodded and couldn't help but ask: "Is it troublesome to brew this potion?"

"No trouble at all, very simple."

"If you like..."

Nico smiled and tapped the table with his finger, and there was a piece of parchment in front of Kyle.

"Consider this my Christmas gift to you."

"Thanks, Nico." Kyle quickly picked up the parchment.

This kind of brain-refreshing potion is indeed very useful. Although he didn't really need this kind of thing when he was at Hogwarts, it can be used by others.

It just so happened that Kangna had recently begun to study ancient runes in depth, which was exactly when she needed this.

Cedric, Cho, the Weasley brothers can also use it...

Kyle glanced at the parchment, and then the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

As Nico said, the cooking method is really simple and only requires six kinds of ingredients.

But what can I say... The cheapest material among them is unicorn horn, which sells for about fifty galleons an ounce.

In other words, the cost of brewing this potion is at least three hundred galleons.

Kyle took a deep breath, folded the parchment a few times with an expressionless expression, and stuffed it into his pocket.

When the two left the room, Nico was still excited about what he had just discovered.

“I feel like I’ve found the direction.” He said, “But it will take many attempts and verifications, and a situation like the one just now may continue for a long time.

This is not very friendly to a 600-year-old man. "

They came to the table and sat down, and Tata immediately brought a sumptuous meal.