Chapter 225 Nicolas Flamel and his wife's daily life and the soul jade

Nicolas Flamel is coming! This news swept the entire Hogwarts like a whirlwind. It must be said that the prestige of this legendary alchemist exceeded everyone's imagination. Almost all students and professors wanted to get close to him, and even many celebrities in the British wizarding world asked Dumbledore to see him.

But unfortunately, Nicolas Flamel had no intention of meeting the public. Since following Dumbledore to Hogwarts, apart from asking Yang Tian to read alchemy books according to the study plan he arranged, and frequently testing Yang Tian's homework, he spent all the rest of his time locked up in the laboratory prepared for him by the school.

Nicolas Flamel's actions also made his wife Perenelle Flamel very angry. After all, about ten years ago, her husband had not been very keen on these alchemical experiments, but spent most of his time with her day and night, but what was going on now?

Because of this reason, she was even full of resentment towards her husband's new disciples, and she never had a good face every time she saw Yang Tian.

But who is Yang Tian? He is a smart person, and he discovered the mystery after just a little thought.

However, he was not panicked at all, but solved the problem according to his own established plan.

Yang Tian asked his grandfather to help buy Chinese herbs based on the recipe in his memory. He then used his intelligent brain to repeatedly deduce and simulate. After spending about ten days, he finally refined the first batch of elixirs in his life, the Rejuvenation Pill.

The ingredients of this kind of medicine are quite ordinary. Except for the relatively rare dragon vein grass and Andrographis paniculata, the others are common Chinese herbs. But such ordinary herbs combined together can produce magical effects and restore the body's vitality to a small extent.

When Nicolas Flamel and his wife swallowed the elixir sent by Yang Tianjing with doubt, they even felt tears welling up in their eyes when they felt their almost dried-up bodies regain a little vitality. This feeling of being almost withered and suddenly being injected with a spring of fresh water is really fascinating.

Western potions were not without potions that could restore vitality, and the couple had taken many of them. Perhaps because they had taken too many, these potions were no longer effective in the end. But for some reason, this magical oriental medicine brought them a surprise.

What made them even more delighted was that the new disciple actually made a bold statement: This is just the beginning. As he conducts in-depth research, more elixirs that can restore vitality will be produced. Don't believe it? Just wait and see...

"So, teacher, what you said, 'I've seen everything I should have seen' is obviously wrong! The world is so big, and you haven't seen enough. It's only been 600 years, so what?" Seeing the little guy arrogantly and proudly saying a series of harsh words and running away happily, the couple couldn't help but laugh. At that moment, they seemed to have become much younger...

In the following days, Perenelle Flamel, who had regained a little bit of vitality, finally found her former feelings. Alchemy was also her specialty, and she was overwhelmed when she recalled the days when she and her husband studied alchemy together when they were young, and the husband sang and the wife followed his lead.

Perhaps, joining the research on the Philosopher's Stone at the right time is also a good choice...

On Yang Tian's side, along with the Chinese herbs he purchased, there was also a magic weapon he had been longing for, the Soul Jade!

Speaking of this Soul Jade, it is not used to nourish souls. It is a treasure passed down by the Yang family to deal with ghosts. It is a purgatory specially for ghosts to live in. Its real name is Soul Prison. It is only because of its ordinary appearance but powerful functions that it is claimed to be Soul Jade to deceive people.

As soon as he got the Soul Jade, Yang Tian couldn't wait to hide in the secret room and study this small jade token with all his concentration.

According to the instructions in the letter, Yang Tian dripped his blood onto the Soul Jade. However, the blood was slowly absorbed by the Soul Jade and eventually disappeared without a trace. The Soul Jade also emitted a faint light. He did not dare to neglect it and quickly pressed the Soul Jade on his forehead.

In an instant, the soul jade began to fade and entered Yang Tian's mind in the form of light and shadow. At the same time, a soul thread closely connected the soul jade and Yang Tian's soul together...

"It's done!" he shouted excitedly.

After calming himself down, Yang Tian disappeared from the spot with a thought; the next moment, he had stepped into the Soul Prison.

The entire Soul Prison was filled with a dark and gloomy scene. The cold stone walls emitted a cold light, and the ground was filled with a biting cold. Strange soul fragments were wandering around, and from time to time they let out shrill screams, which made people shudder.

The narrow and winding passage was like a maze, with rows of cells on both sides of the passage. The air was filled with a thick smell of death; every step one took, one could feel the oppression from hell.

In the deepest part of the Soul Prison, there were old torture instruments, stained with blood and sin. Faintly, one could still hear the painful howlings of the tortured ghosts of the past, as if they were telling the horror of this space. That was the most terrifying torture area in the entire Soul Prison.

Above the entire Soul Prison, there are countless vengeful spirits with twisted faces hanging. They have long lost their independent consciousness, and only endless resentment remains in their souls. In such an environment, even the strongest people will feel fear and despair.

Yang Tian took many detours and came to an inconspicuous cell. Then, he took out the soul-binding talisman, crushed it, and threw it into the cell.

The next moment, black fog rose and Voldemort's soul flashed in the cell.

The Dark Lord was overjoyed to find that he had finally broken free. He rushed to every corner of the cell frantically, trying to find a way to escape. Unfortunately, his efforts were in vain.

After repeated collisions, Voldemort finally calmed down and finally noticed the child outside the cell, whom he wished to grind to dust.

"Boy, what is this place? What do you want to do?" he asked in a hateful voice. It was not that the Dark Lord was curious, but that this hellhole brought too much pressure to him, a kind of suppression like a natural enemy.

"Oh, does the great Dark Lord have so many questions that need to be answered? Then what kind of information will you exchange with me?" Yang Tian asked curiously.

However, Yang Tian's question was met with Voldemort's silence. It was obvious that the Dark Lord was in a bad mood and he didn't want to make any deal with this damn kid.

However, Yang Tian was not in a hurry. Of course, he would not resort to torture for the time being. After all, he had the Soul Prison in his hands, and there was still a long time to come; and the day when the Dark Lord would be displayed to the public was not far away. No matter what, he had to show everyone a healthy and unaware soul of Voldemort, right?

As for what happens after the public display...hehe, I'm sorry, doesn't it all depend on Yang Tian's mood?

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