Chapter 175 Nicole Flamel's Apprentice
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Vincent could not influence the decision of the LeMays.
Even Dumbledore may not be able to influence it.
Neither Nico nor Perenal showed any sadness.
"Death is just another great adventure.
Albus used to say that often. "
Nico will close the box where the Sorcerer's Stone is placed, "But before that, I need to thank someone sincerely."
"Mr. Flamel, these are what I should do." Vincent acted casually.
"Sure enough, it's exactly what Albus said." Nicole smiled lightly and shook his head, "You are a quirky little wizard."
"Really? I'm sure Professor Dumbledore said that to everyone."
The Flamels were speechless, and they seemed to have a good impression of Vincent.
"Son, do you have any wish that you would like to fulfill immediately?"
"Yes, of course there is!"
"Oh, what is it?" Nico sat up slightly, as if he knew the wish in advance.
Vincent blinked his big eyes and looked at T-800 who was standing still.
Then his eyes scanned the many equipment and decorations in the living room one by one.
"Monsieur Flamel, may I have three wishes?"
"No question—" Nico suddenly sat up straighter, "Son, why don't you wish more?
Alchemy, magic circuits, and one more? "
Vincent pulled his face down in embarrassment, "My family's conditions are not good, and alchemy is barely enough. This magic circuit will cost more money, right?"
I have already packed the school package meeting, how about some materials?
In other words, Niko is not short of money, and I would probably dare not agree to it for another person.
With such precision, there is really no reason to refuse.
"Albus also said you were good at numbers."
"You agreed?"
"Of course, I didn't intend to take them all to the grave together in the first place."
Vincent's little heart was pounding.
The Beauxbaton School of Magic in France was funded by the big man in front of him.
Ignoring the age difference, Hogwarts needs four giants.
He almost suffocated, "Mr. Flamel, I will definitely work hard to learn alchemy!"
Nico suddenly sullen, "This is a very attractive fortune, so I will give part of it at the right time."
There is no pie in the sky.
This legendary alchemist probably wants to take Vincent as an apprentice.
Once the news leaked out, those wizards who coveted the inheritance would flock to it.
Vincent was neither delighted nor afraid.
There was only seriousness on his face, "I will resist all pressure, teacher."
Hearing this address, the corners of Nico's mouth slowly began to rise.
Dumbledore's eyes were seldom wrong.
Those who are worthy of his trust are enough to guarantee the most basic conduct.
……
……
After an authentic French lunch cooked by Perenal himself, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.
Vincent, who was still thinking about it, was taking a walk in the building.
Although the amount of each serving is small, it is better than the quantity is enough.
After wandering around for a few floors, he found that the design of the entire building was actually modular.
Probably to save trouble for moving.
When he was almost finished eating, he took the alchemy elevator to the seventh floor underground.
This is Nico's studio.
"Coming?" Niko was wearing a protective suit and a helmet that covered his entire head.
"Look around first, I have to improve the T-800 first."
He was holding a gun-like device in his hand.
"Okay, teacher." Vincent always felt that this thing was very familiar.
"Bah—" The device in Nico's hand sprayed out a very thin purple flame.
Judging from the color, the temperature is at least 7000 degrees.
After watching real electric welding for a while, Vincent found that the teacher didn't seem to reject Muggle items very much.
Even if it is made by alchemy.
The melted outer layer of the skeleton of the T-800 cooled down rapidly like liquid metal.
Nico didn't care about them slowly becoming solid, but focused on the lines emitting various colors of light inside.
"This is the magic circuit." He carefully removed a mechanical arm.
"It can be used as a power source without using electricity and magic."
Vincent, who didn't dare to get too close, just watched from a distance.
A mechanical finger has more than a dozen magic circuits, no wonder it can drive a puppet as a construction worker.
"Teacher, will the magic circuit cause interference?"
"Nope, they just have varying degrees of delay depending on the length."
Nico took off his helmet and put on a pair of goggle-like monoculars.
He picked up an alchemical welding rod and tried to weld two different magical circuits together.
Even under the high-temperature purple flame, their melting speed is not fast.
"If you want to streamline the internal structure, you can do so by adding new magic circuits."
Vincent stepped forward boldly this time.
The two magic circuits, one red and one blue, fit together, and the colors began to slowly turn purple as if mixed together.
In about 10 minutes, the streamlining work of the entire robotic arm has been completed.
Nico pulled off the protective suit on his body, and took out his wand from the quaint robe inside.
Not seeing any spells, the tip of the wand carved a new magic circuit at the simplified position.
"It has an upper limit, like the purple one just now has almost reached its limit."
There is one way to bend, and one way to straighten.
If you want to add more, you can only create new ones.
Vincent roughly understood the principle of the golem.
Simply put, the magic circuit is actually very similar to the nerves in the human body.
It can complete the signal instructions sent by the "brain" in an instant, and it seems that there is no problem in feeding back.
"Teacher, can a puppet have a soul?"
"No in principle." Niko installed the mechanical arm back and began to disassemble the other one.
"The soul has no entity, so it cannot affect the normal operation of the magic circuit at all."
Vincent, who was secretly relieved, was relieved.
It would be fun if noseless Tom sneaked three or two golems as bodies on a whim.
Where it is broken, it can be repaired, and if it is completely scrapped, it can be replaced.
"Teacher, so it can only obey our orders?"
"Theoretically yes." Nico was drawing a magic circuit for another robotic arm, "Although it can learn on its own, it will never produce its own thoughts after all."
For the proposition of artificial intelligence, there was no real feasible solution in the era that Vincent traveled through.
Polymorph can animate dead objects, but is also restrained by the caster.
Nico picked up the alchemy torch again, and heated the outer layer of the already cooled metal skeleton.
After reshaping with magic, the puppet looks exactly the same as before.
"With the addition of a magic circuit that can rotate 45 degrees, it should be more flexible than before."
He snapped his fingers to activate the T-800.
This pair of improved and optimized robotic arms has indeed greatly enhanced the flexibility of each finger.
……
……
Even Dumbledore may not be able to influence it.
Neither Nico nor Perenal showed any sadness.
"Death is just another great adventure.
Albus used to say that often. "
Nico will close the box where the Sorcerer's Stone is placed, "But before that, I need to thank someone sincerely."
"Mr. Flamel, these are what I should do." Vincent acted casually.
"Sure enough, it's exactly what Albus said." Nicole smiled lightly and shook his head, "You are a quirky little wizard."
"Really? I'm sure Professor Dumbledore said that to everyone."
The Flamels were speechless, and they seemed to have a good impression of Vincent.
"Son, do you have any wish that you would like to fulfill immediately?"
"Yes, of course there is!"
"Oh, what is it?" Nico sat up slightly, as if he knew the wish in advance.
Vincent blinked his big eyes and looked at T-800 who was standing still.
Then his eyes scanned the many equipment and decorations in the living room one by one.
"Monsieur Flamel, may I have three wishes?"
"No question—" Nico suddenly sat up straighter, "Son, why don't you wish more?
Alchemy, magic circuits, and one more? "
Vincent pulled his face down in embarrassment, "My family's conditions are not good, and alchemy is barely enough. This magic circuit will cost more money, right?"
I have already packed the school package meeting, how about some materials?
In other words, Niko is not short of money, and I would probably dare not agree to it for another person.
With such precision, there is really no reason to refuse.
"Albus also said you were good at numbers."
"You agreed?"
"Of course, I didn't intend to take them all to the grave together in the first place."
Vincent's little heart was pounding.
The Beauxbaton School of Magic in France was funded by the big man in front of him.
Ignoring the age difference, Hogwarts needs four giants.
He almost suffocated, "Mr. Flamel, I will definitely work hard to learn alchemy!"
Nico suddenly sullen, "This is a very attractive fortune, so I will give part of it at the right time."
There is no pie in the sky.
This legendary alchemist probably wants to take Vincent as an apprentice.
Once the news leaked out, those wizards who coveted the inheritance would flock to it.
Vincent was neither delighted nor afraid.
There was only seriousness on his face, "I will resist all pressure, teacher."
Hearing this address, the corners of Nico's mouth slowly began to rise.
Dumbledore's eyes were seldom wrong.
Those who are worthy of his trust are enough to guarantee the most basic conduct.
……
……
After an authentic French lunch cooked by Perenal himself, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.
Vincent, who was still thinking about it, was taking a walk in the building.
Although the amount of each serving is small, it is better than the quantity is enough.
After wandering around for a few floors, he found that the design of the entire building was actually modular.
Probably to save trouble for moving.
When he was almost finished eating, he took the alchemy elevator to the seventh floor underground.
This is Nico's studio.
"Coming?" Niko was wearing a protective suit and a helmet that covered his entire head.
"Look around first, I have to improve the T-800 first."
He was holding a gun-like device in his hand.
"Okay, teacher." Vincent always felt that this thing was very familiar.
"Bah—" The device in Nico's hand sprayed out a very thin purple flame.
Judging from the color, the temperature is at least 7000 degrees.
After watching real electric welding for a while, Vincent found that the teacher didn't seem to reject Muggle items very much.
Even if it is made by alchemy.
The melted outer layer of the skeleton of the T-800 cooled down rapidly like liquid metal.
Nico didn't care about them slowly becoming solid, but focused on the lines emitting various colors of light inside.
"This is the magic circuit." He carefully removed a mechanical arm.
"It can be used as a power source without using electricity and magic."
Vincent, who didn't dare to get too close, just watched from a distance.
A mechanical finger has more than a dozen magic circuits, no wonder it can drive a puppet as a construction worker.
"Teacher, will the magic circuit cause interference?"
"Nope, they just have varying degrees of delay depending on the length."
Nico took off his helmet and put on a pair of goggle-like monoculars.
He picked up an alchemical welding rod and tried to weld two different magical circuits together.
Even under the high-temperature purple flame, their melting speed is not fast.
"If you want to streamline the internal structure, you can do so by adding new magic circuits."
Vincent stepped forward boldly this time.
The two magic circuits, one red and one blue, fit together, and the colors began to slowly turn purple as if mixed together.
In about 10 minutes, the streamlining work of the entire robotic arm has been completed.
Nico pulled off the protective suit on his body, and took out his wand from the quaint robe inside.
Not seeing any spells, the tip of the wand carved a new magic circuit at the simplified position.
"It has an upper limit, like the purple one just now has almost reached its limit."
There is one way to bend, and one way to straighten.
If you want to add more, you can only create new ones.
Vincent roughly understood the principle of the golem.
Simply put, the magic circuit is actually very similar to the nerves in the human body.
It can complete the signal instructions sent by the "brain" in an instant, and it seems that there is no problem in feeding back.
"Teacher, can a puppet have a soul?"
"No in principle." Niko installed the mechanical arm back and began to disassemble the other one.
"The soul has no entity, so it cannot affect the normal operation of the magic circuit at all."
Vincent, who was secretly relieved, was relieved.
It would be fun if noseless Tom sneaked three or two golems as bodies on a whim.
Where it is broken, it can be repaired, and if it is completely scrapped, it can be replaced.
"Teacher, so it can only obey our orders?"
"Theoretically yes." Nico was drawing a magic circuit for another robotic arm, "Although it can learn on its own, it will never produce its own thoughts after all."
For the proposition of artificial intelligence, there was no real feasible solution in the era that Vincent traveled through.
Polymorph can animate dead objects, but is also restrained by the caster.
Nico picked up the alchemy torch again, and heated the outer layer of the already cooled metal skeleton.
After reshaping with magic, the puppet looks exactly the same as before.
"With the addition of a magic circuit that can rotate 45 degrees, it should be more flexible than before."
He snapped his fingers to activate the T-800.
This pair of improved and optimized robotic arms has indeed greatly enhanced the flexibility of each finger.
……
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