Chapter 519 There seems to be some misunderstanding

Principal Dumbledore also stepped forward and hugged him, "Nico, I thought you were going to leave me..."

"It was originally like this...Although I still have a lot of magic stones, this is not..." The legendary alchemist Nico Flamel pointed at a man behind him with a gray beard but an excessively young appearance and lowered his voice. , "This old gangster is still alive. I have to compare with him."

If Robert were here, he would probably find out that the person Nico Flamel was referring to was his grandfather.

The old man seemed to be in a good mood. He was looking curiously at this thing made by the alchemists that was similar to a GPS positioning device. "This looks very powerful. I wonder if I can get it back for myself." Are those grandchildren studying and having fun?"

Looking at him, he seemed to want to poke him, but he was stopped by the quick eyesight and hands of others on the side.

The old man seemed a little depressed, "Oh, I just took a look, just take a look!"

As he screamed, he was dragged away in sweat.

Principal Dumbledore glanced at the old man of the Chen family, looked away, and said helplessly, "Why do you want to compete with him..."

"I just want to compete with him!" Nico Flamel jumped up. "This old guy has obviously lived longer than me, but every time I tell him that I have lived for more than 600 years, I am tired of living. When I was there, this old guy would tell me earnestly, 'I really envy you. You can die after stopping the elixir. I am more unlucky. I died here and came back to life the next day.'"

Mr. Flamel learned the opera very well and was worthy of being an opera lover. He was also quite accomplished in performance.

The corners of Principal Dumbledore's mouth twitched.

Nico Flamel looked aggrieved, "Listen, listen, is this human talk?"

Principal Dumbledore coughed dryly, hid his smile, and then said, "Well, you can try to change your life, such as going on vacation to other countries..."

"Please do not abduct the honorary professor of our school at will." Ms. Maxim stepped forward and stared directly at Principal Dumbledore, as if looking at an elderly abductor. "Mr. Nico Flamel is our leader." An indispensable member of Sparton Academy of Magic.”

"I would like to find another place to live in seclusion." Nico Flamel curled his lips and said in a sinister tone, "But there are always people using various excuses to keep Perenal and me here."

Ms. Maxim explained helplessly, "We are also worried about your safety. What if you meet a mysterious person?"

Nico Flamel sneered twice, "Olim Maxim, don't play those tricks on me. You don't care about the safety of my life and Perenal's at all. You just think that the two of us are setting up a conspiracy." Sparton can increase your reputation."

Ms. Maxim opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she was rudely interrupted by Mr. Flamel, "You should tell your clumsy and despicable lies to my wife, at least it can entertain her! You can Let’s go, I just want to talk to my friends now!”

With that said, Nico Flamel didn't care about Ms. Maxim's stiff face at all, and pulled Principal Dumbledore to see their masterpiece, a huge sphere made entirely of magic.

"The principle of this thing is a bit complicated. Originally, our technology could not do this." Mr. Flamel explained, "After all, our method is usually to engrave name magic on parchment or metal carriers, but Mr. Chen's Friends give us new ideas.”

Nico Flamel pointed at Mr. Chen in the distance. Principal Dumbledore looked and saw an unknown person.

A lazy, greasy uncle stood next to Mr. Chen, his face full of helplessness and sleepiness, "So sleepy... Why haven't they ended yet..."

Mr. Chen shrugged indifferently, "Because they used a large-scale weather modification spell, which caused some chaos in the entire Alps. It is very dangerous for the little wizards to go up the mountain at this time, so the wizards sent a lot of extra people."

The greasy uncle became interested, "Weather modification spell? It is indeed a very powerful spell, but for such a large-scale climate change...how many wizards did they call to cast this spell?"

"It is said that this kind of thing did not happen originally." Mr. Chen himself was a little confused, "but a certain wizard from the Fu Kingdom who loved his son cast a weather modification spell on the mountain, and then the situation got out of control."

The greasy uncle was speechless, is there still such an operation? How do wizards use magic spells? Isn't there an instruction manual?

However, he immediately became very curious, "What will happen if you cast a weather modification spell on the mountain?"

Mr. Chen coughed dryly and lowered his voice and said, "Although I don't know how hard that gentleman used it, it's snowing all over the Alps..."

The greasy uncle looked confused, "But isn't he trying to help the children win? Shouldn't he be making the weather sunny?"

Mr. Chen said helplessly, "Because he feels that if the weather becomes bad and uncontrollable, the children will not be asked to go up the mountain."

Greasy uncle, "..."

There is nothing wrong with this logic!

"Is this breaking the rules of the game?" The greasy uncle asked, "Has he been arrested?"

"We can't just forget it," Mr. Chen explained. "They seem to have planned to make the weather around here worse. Although the snowstorm across the country is a bit troublesome, it will test the children more, right?"

The greasy uncle couldn't refute, "But that's also very dangerous!"

"Well, I heard that the father was imprisoned and fined a lot of money. He looked very unlucky." Mr. Chen paused, "Well, I don't know much about the recent new words. This kind of tricking myself into a trap Could it be that your father is the legendary cheating father?"

The greasy uncle was a little confused, and after holding it in for a while, he said, "Well, maybe..."

Mr. Chen immediately became interested, "Then if I cheated my eldest grandson, can I be called a cheater?!"

The greasy uncle broke into a cold sweat, "Big, maybe?"

What do you want to do? Why would you have such a dangerous idea!

Quickly give up that terrible thought! Your eldest grandson is my old customer! Do you know how much money I will lose every year because I was deceived by you?

Although the greasy uncle wanted to roar, he did not dare to say a word. He could only watch his nose and heart, pretending that he was just a piece of wood.

"That's it, that's it!" Mr. Chen shouted happily, his eyes full of excitement, "Then if I trick the younger ones in the family, can I become the old trickster?"

Greasy uncle, "..."

I think you may have some misunderstanding about the word "cheating"...