Chapter 37 How old is Nicole Flamel at least
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Jing Shen Tian Si
In mid-December, heavy snow fell in the sky, Hogwarts Castle stood tall in the snow and ice, and the Black Lake was also covered with a layer of solid ice.
Hagrid dragged a fir tree several meters high into the campus, leaving a long dragging trail on several feet of snow.
Inside the castle, laughter is everywhere. Most of the students are packing their luggage and preparing to go home for Christmas. Even the mischievous ghosts will stop to say Merry Christmas.
There were twelve medium-sized Christmas trees on both sides of the auditorium. Professor Flitwick decorated the largest Christmas tree at the front of the auditorium, and Aaron helped him from below.
Candles, confetti, lamps and golden star models were placed on the Christmas tree by the two with a floating spell.
With the last star placed on top of the tree, the Christmas tree is extra beautifully decorated.
"It's done, professor, Merry Christmas." Aaron wiped the sweat from his brow. Decorating a Christmas tree was nothing to him, but he managed almost half of the Christmas trees in the auditorium.
This workload is a bit heavy. Although the Levitation Curse is simple, his magic power can barely reach four digits, but he can't stand such a waste.
Especially since he doesn't want to be too noticeable now, he has sealed half of his mana with a magic ring, and it's really not easy to do such a labor-intensive job with the mana of the early stage of an intermediate magician.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Gaius." Professor Flitwick said with a smile, "Slytheringa is ten, I promise you.
But your talent is really good. Even though you are only in the first grade, your magic power is almost as good as that in the fourth grade. "
"Thank you for the compliment!" Aaron also showed a smile, and one point counts for one point, so that his system tasks are guaranteed.
"Professor, if I have nothing else to do, I will leave first.
After all, I've worked hard all morning, and I'm still quite tired. "
"Go, boy."
Aaron picked up Abe, found a seat in the auditorium and sat down, flipping through a book that recorded magical creatures.
Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess next to him. Harry was obviously a novice, and every move had to be thoughtful.
But Ron seemed to have experienced many battles and killed with great joy. Of course, it could not be ruled out that he was abusing food.
Under the control of the two chess players, the vivid magic chess pieces kept fighting on the chessboard, and the sound of ping-pong came from time to time.
At this time Hermione came over, looked at the destroyed chess piece and frowned, "This is too barbaric."
"This is the magician's chess." Ron chuckled and put away the chess pieces. "Have you packed your luggage?"
"Your things are not packed."
"Plans changed and my parents decided to go to Romania to see my brother Charlie, who was studying dragons there."
Aaron found that Abe's ears were pricked up, obviously he was still very curious about the news of other dragons.
"Good! You can help Harry now.
He was going to the library to find information about Nicole Flamel. "
"We've searched for it a hundred times." Ron said with some complaints.
"Nicole Flamel?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."
"Aaron, have you heard of it?" Harry was overjoyed. They searched the library for so long but found nothing. They didn't expect the answer to be by their side!
"I've heard of it, but why are you looking for that old man?
His temper is very weird. One second the spring breeze was warm, and the next second it was the autumn wind. "
Harry dodged his eyes and explained, "We're not looking for him, we just want to get to know him briefly."
"Really?" Aaron smiled playfully, "I don't believe it.
The three of you are all first-year wizards. Logically speaking, you wouldn't have any contact with him at all. You shouldn't even have heard of his name, so why did you think of looking for him!
What is the purpose? "
"Eh..." Harry hesitated, wondering if he should express their doubts.
"Harry!" Ron shook his head slightly at him. At present, only the three of them know about this matter, but if Aaron, who has a close relationship with Snape, is added in the middle, the risk will be greatly increased.
Seeing that the scene had reached a stalemate, Hermione interjected, "Tell him! Can you still trust Aaron's character?"
"It's not that I can't believe it, it's just... I don't want to involve him." Harry said, "You know, his relationship with that person..."
Hermione rolled her eyes speechlessly, knowing that with Harry and Ron's suspicion of Snape, it was absolutely impossible to trust Aaron [-]%.
"Aaron." Hermione said weakly and coquettishly: "Can you tell us about Nico Flamel, it is very important to us."
"Okay! But I don't know much.
The last time I saw him was when I was four years old, and my grandpa took him to France. "
"France? Is there nothing else?" Harry said with some astonishment, "For example, what does he do?"
"O alchemist!
But he is not an ordinary alchemist, my grandfather has to give him three points of face, and he brought a batch of precious magic materials when he went. "
Several people looked at each other, it seems that the book on alchemists needs to be checked.
"Any more?" Harry continued.
"Also, that guy is very old."
"You don't need to say that." Ron smiled and shook his head, "He is a magician who can get involved with Dumbledore, and he probably has a white beard."
"Not necessarily.
Dumbledore is a well-known White Mage, and his social circle is wider than you think.
Such as the Minister of Magic, some pure-blood families, the Hogwarts board of directors, and the Ministry of Magic of various countries.
Even some races that live in the dark, werewolves, giants, vampires and..."
"Stop it." Ron patted his little heart, "I was wrong, Aaron.
I shouldn't have interrupted, you go on. "
"Cut!" Aaron curled his lips in disdain, and explained: "The age I mentioned may be older than you think, even Dumbledore can only be regarded as a junior in front of him."
"Impossible!" Hermione's mouth twitched, "Dumbledore should be over 100 years old this year!"
"Hermione, wizards are different from Muggles, they have a longer lifespan.
What's more, there are too many ways for wizards to extend their lifespan. There are all kinds of potions, elixir...
As for the unconventional ones, you can go to Knockturn Alley and ask any wizard there. They all know the methods related to life extension, but they are basically full of bloody violence and may not be useful. "
"Grunt!" Hermione swallowed, "Forget about it.
How old is Nicole Flamel? "
"do not know."
"You don't know?" Ron couldn't control his emotions, "Then you said so much just now..."
"Calm down, calm down.
I was only four years old at that time, at best a little better than a three-year-old child, how could I remember so much?
What's more, I am a four-year-old child, do you think it is appropriate to ask the age of a great magician?
Even if it was appropriate, would Nicole Flamel answer me?
But there is one sentence that I remember more clearly.
When Nicole Flamel opened the door for me and my grandfather, he said: 'The Gaius kid who was here last time is your great-grandfather. '
Also, to remind you, my great-grandfather was a little stronger than me when he met him. He was a five-year-old child who was taken by my great-great-grandfather.
Which means he knew at least my great-great-grandfather. "
Three people: ...
"According to this, Nicole Flamel should be at least over 200 years old!" Hermione said, and then suddenly thought of something, she couldn't help but patted her forehead, "I said, why can't I find it in the classics of famous wizards in modern times?" And Nicole Flamel's name!
The book that records his information should be pushed forward at least a year, 200 years! "
"It may be more than that!" Aaron said lightly, "His status in the hearts of some older magicians is not comparable to that of Dumbledore.
That's all I know, the rest is up to you to find out on your own. "
"Thank you, Aaron." Hermione smiled. "At least modern wizards can be ruled out. If you can't find them, you can only go to the restricted area."
"Oh, the Restricted Section?
You need a professor's approval note to study there, but you...with all due respect, you don't have the qualifications yet. "
"Then can you help us? Every professor likes you very much, if you borrow it..." Harry said a little excitedly, but was interrupted by Aaron before he could finish speaking.
"Sorry, I can't help you with this, and I suggest that you better not do this.
It is quite dangerous for first-year freshmen to come into contact with banned books, not to mention that the purpose of your going there is not to study. "
Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, too embarrassed to ask Aaron for help.
Hagrid dragged a fir tree several meters high into the campus, leaving a long dragging trail on several feet of snow.
Inside the castle, laughter is everywhere. Most of the students are packing their luggage and preparing to go home for Christmas. Even the mischievous ghosts will stop to say Merry Christmas.
There were twelve medium-sized Christmas trees on both sides of the auditorium. Professor Flitwick decorated the largest Christmas tree at the front of the auditorium, and Aaron helped him from below.
Candles, confetti, lamps and golden star models were placed on the Christmas tree by the two with a floating spell.
With the last star placed on top of the tree, the Christmas tree is extra beautifully decorated.
"It's done, professor, Merry Christmas." Aaron wiped the sweat from his brow. Decorating a Christmas tree was nothing to him, but he managed almost half of the Christmas trees in the auditorium.
This workload is a bit heavy. Although the Levitation Curse is simple, his magic power can barely reach four digits, but he can't stand such a waste.
Especially since he doesn't want to be too noticeable now, he has sealed half of his mana with a magic ring, and it's really not easy to do such a labor-intensive job with the mana of the early stage of an intermediate magician.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Gaius." Professor Flitwick said with a smile, "Slytheringa is ten, I promise you.
But your talent is really good. Even though you are only in the first grade, your magic power is almost as good as that in the fourth grade. "
"Thank you for the compliment!" Aaron also showed a smile, and one point counts for one point, so that his system tasks are guaranteed.
"Professor, if I have nothing else to do, I will leave first.
After all, I've worked hard all morning, and I'm still quite tired. "
"Go, boy."
Aaron picked up Abe, found a seat in the auditorium and sat down, flipping through a book that recorded magical creatures.
Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess next to him. Harry was obviously a novice, and every move had to be thoughtful.
But Ron seemed to have experienced many battles and killed with great joy. Of course, it could not be ruled out that he was abusing food.
Under the control of the two chess players, the vivid magic chess pieces kept fighting on the chessboard, and the sound of ping-pong came from time to time.
At this time Hermione came over, looked at the destroyed chess piece and frowned, "This is too barbaric."
"This is the magician's chess." Ron chuckled and put away the chess pieces. "Have you packed your luggage?"
"Your things are not packed."
"Plans changed and my parents decided to go to Romania to see my brother Charlie, who was studying dragons there."
Aaron found that Abe's ears were pricked up, obviously he was still very curious about the news of other dragons.
"Good! You can help Harry now.
He was going to the library to find information about Nicole Flamel. "
"We've searched for it a hundred times." Ron said with some complaints.
"Nicole Flamel?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."
"Aaron, have you heard of it?" Harry was overjoyed. They searched the library for so long but found nothing. They didn't expect the answer to be by their side!
"I've heard of it, but why are you looking for that old man?
His temper is very weird. One second the spring breeze was warm, and the next second it was the autumn wind. "
Harry dodged his eyes and explained, "We're not looking for him, we just want to get to know him briefly."
"Really?" Aaron smiled playfully, "I don't believe it.
The three of you are all first-year wizards. Logically speaking, you wouldn't have any contact with him at all. You shouldn't even have heard of his name, so why did you think of looking for him!
What is the purpose? "
"Eh..." Harry hesitated, wondering if he should express their doubts.
"Harry!" Ron shook his head slightly at him. At present, only the three of them know about this matter, but if Aaron, who has a close relationship with Snape, is added in the middle, the risk will be greatly increased.
Seeing that the scene had reached a stalemate, Hermione interjected, "Tell him! Can you still trust Aaron's character?"
"It's not that I can't believe it, it's just... I don't want to involve him." Harry said, "You know, his relationship with that person..."
Hermione rolled her eyes speechlessly, knowing that with Harry and Ron's suspicion of Snape, it was absolutely impossible to trust Aaron [-]%.
"Aaron." Hermione said weakly and coquettishly: "Can you tell us about Nico Flamel, it is very important to us."
"Okay! But I don't know much.
The last time I saw him was when I was four years old, and my grandpa took him to France. "
"France? Is there nothing else?" Harry said with some astonishment, "For example, what does he do?"
"O alchemist!
But he is not an ordinary alchemist, my grandfather has to give him three points of face, and he brought a batch of precious magic materials when he went. "
Several people looked at each other, it seems that the book on alchemists needs to be checked.
"Any more?" Harry continued.
"Also, that guy is very old."
"You don't need to say that." Ron smiled and shook his head, "He is a magician who can get involved with Dumbledore, and he probably has a white beard."
"Not necessarily.
Dumbledore is a well-known White Mage, and his social circle is wider than you think.
Such as the Minister of Magic, some pure-blood families, the Hogwarts board of directors, and the Ministry of Magic of various countries.
Even some races that live in the dark, werewolves, giants, vampires and..."
"Stop it." Ron patted his little heart, "I was wrong, Aaron.
I shouldn't have interrupted, you go on. "
"Cut!" Aaron curled his lips in disdain, and explained: "The age I mentioned may be older than you think, even Dumbledore can only be regarded as a junior in front of him."
"Impossible!" Hermione's mouth twitched, "Dumbledore should be over 100 years old this year!"
"Hermione, wizards are different from Muggles, they have a longer lifespan.
What's more, there are too many ways for wizards to extend their lifespan. There are all kinds of potions, elixir...
As for the unconventional ones, you can go to Knockturn Alley and ask any wizard there. They all know the methods related to life extension, but they are basically full of bloody violence and may not be useful. "
"Grunt!" Hermione swallowed, "Forget about it.
How old is Nicole Flamel? "
"do not know."
"You don't know?" Ron couldn't control his emotions, "Then you said so much just now..."
"Calm down, calm down.
I was only four years old at that time, at best a little better than a three-year-old child, how could I remember so much?
What's more, I am a four-year-old child, do you think it is appropriate to ask the age of a great magician?
Even if it was appropriate, would Nicole Flamel answer me?
But there is one sentence that I remember more clearly.
When Nicole Flamel opened the door for me and my grandfather, he said: 'The Gaius kid who was here last time is your great-grandfather. '
Also, to remind you, my great-grandfather was a little stronger than me when he met him. He was a five-year-old child who was taken by my great-great-grandfather.
Which means he knew at least my great-great-grandfather. "
Three people: ...
"According to this, Nicole Flamel should be at least over 200 years old!" Hermione said, and then suddenly thought of something, she couldn't help but patted her forehead, "I said, why can't I find it in the classics of famous wizards in modern times?" And Nicole Flamel's name!
The book that records his information should be pushed forward at least a year, 200 years! "
"It may be more than that!" Aaron said lightly, "His status in the hearts of some older magicians is not comparable to that of Dumbledore.
That's all I know, the rest is up to you to find out on your own. "
"Thank you, Aaron." Hermione smiled. "At least modern wizards can be ruled out. If you can't find them, you can only go to the restricted area."
"Oh, the Restricted Section?
You need a professor's approval note to study there, but you...with all due respect, you don't have the qualifications yet. "
"Then can you help us? Every professor likes you very much, if you borrow it..." Harry said a little excitedly, but was interrupted by Aaron before he could finish speaking.
"Sorry, I can't help you with this, and I suggest that you better not do this.
It is quite dangerous for first-year freshmen to come into contact with banned books, not to mention that the purpose of your going there is not to study. "
Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, too embarrassed to ask Aaron for help.
