Chapter 152 Nicolas Flamel (Part 2) (Ch 152)

The two walked along the street, one in front and one behind.
Turning left and right along the way, you will sometimes encounter some air obstacles that are neither strong nor weak.
This is a protective measure that can not only effectively prevent Muggles from finding it, but also prevent magical detection.
As an old man who just wants to walk the last part of his journey in peace, it is normal to have such an arrangement.
Not long after, after passing through the last layer of air film, the scene in front of us changed drastically. It was no longer a prosperous modern street, but a vast expanse of nothingness.
The surroundings were engraved with dense magic runes, flashing with faint light, which could just stabilize the space and prevent it from collapsing.
Judging from the traces around it, someone must be maintaining it regularly.
Move your eyes and look forward.
It was a very spacious courtyard, in the middle of which stood a five-story castle. The windows above were opening and closing, like human eyes, staring straight at me as I walked in.
“A very interesting alchemical creation.” Chen Feng nodded slightly.
As expected of the top alchemist who created the Philosopher’s Stone, Nicolas Flamel’s attainments in alchemy are truly beyond imagination.
The castle in front of you is not only for living, but also can be assembled and transformed into a tall rock giant for fighting at critical moments.
This is the effect brought about by peak alchemy.
Extraordinary.
Without thinking too much, I stepped forward and walked into the courtyard. On the way, I met a large group of thumb-sized wooden men who were taking care of the nearby flowers and plants in an orderly manner. Judging from their skilled techniques, it was obvious that they did this often.
In the air, there were also groups of flying alchemy elves, who were busy in the courtyard along with the thumb-shaped wooden men on the ground.
At first glance, it’s like walking into a fairy tale world.
It’s amazing.
As we got closer, we could hear these little guys talking in low voices.
“Wow, it’s Whitebeard. Didn’t he just come last time? Why is he here again this time? How strange.”
“Look, there’s another one without a beard behind him. They came here together, probably because they have something to do with the owner.”
“Oh my god, that beardless guy is looking at us, so scary, does he want to eat us, wuwu…”
Hearing the conversation of this group of alchemical creatures, the corners of Chen Feng’s mouth twitched. Their intelligence was no less than that of children of several years old.
It has to be said that Nicolas Flamel did have extraordinary research in the field of intelligent alchemy.
At least, Chen Feng can’t do this now.
The alchemy he studied was more inclined towards combat and calculation, such as guarding the bronze medal and the magic web.
“Perhaps, this is an opportunity to promote the faster birth of magic network intelligence!”
A thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Feng followed Dumbledore through the automatically opened castle gate and walked into a semicircular passage a few meters away.
Unlike the slightly hot outside, it is very cool inside the castle.
He raised his head and looked at the walls around him. There was a faint light flickering on them. It was the magic runes for controlling the temperature. There was also a traceless stretching spell engraved on it, which made the space inside the castle much larger than he had imagined.
Moving my eyes, I saw that the spacious hall was filled with many electrical appliances from the Muggle world.
Chen Feng even saw a large computer in it.
“Albus, you’re here.”
At this moment, a vicissitudes of life voice came from the depths of the hall, and then an elderly man walked out from behind the curtain.
This man had long silver hair, was wearing a loose light grey robe, and had a face full of traces of time.
When he walked towards me, his steps were very slow. Although he didn’t stagger like the old people in the Muggle world, his fragility was clearly exposed.
It is certain that if it were not for the magic power maintaining it.
With this body alone, he could have been buried long ago.
However, his mental state is quite good. The long life of several hundred years has not made him lost, but instead has precipitated the wisdom that is unique to long-lived people.
“Is this Professor Chen? The magic net you developed has brought a lot of fun to me, an old man.”
After greeting Dumbledore, Nicolas Flamel turned to look at Chen Feng who was standing beside him with a smile, and raised the communicator in his hand.
“As long as Mr. Lemay likes it.” Chen Feng responded with a smile without being arrogant or impatient.
“When I first heard Albus talk about your deeds, I wanted to meet you, but I’m old and inevitably forgetful, so I was delayed for a while. Fortunately, it’s not too late to meet you now.”
Nicolas Flamel had a very peaceful personality, and his words naturally carried a sense of non-confrontation.
Before this, when he heard Albus talking about someone like Bruce Chen, a hint of curiosity arose in his heart.
As a frequent customer of Muggle products, he was very familiar with the concept of the magic network.
But to actually put it into practice and develop it, the difficulty is beyond imagination.
Even he only used magic to analyze the signals transmitted by Muggle electrical products, and then used magic to receive them and convert them again.
Compared with the magic network built purely by magic words, there is a huge gap in the middle.
To be honest, Bruce Chen’s ability to achieve this was beyond his expectations.
After several people sat down, Nicolas Flamel waved his hand, and suddenly, a group of thumb-sized alchemical creatures flew out of the kitchen, dragging a teapot and three cups.
After steadily pouring tea for a few people, this group of alchemical creatures returned to the kitchen.
“Mr. Flamel’s alchemy is truly extraordinary. If I had met you earlier, the magic web might have landed faster.”
Chen Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip. It was refreshing and had a long aftertaste.
“Professor Chen is too modest. Everyone has his or her own expertise. Although I am also proficient in alchemy, the underlying layer of the magic network relies on the ancient magic system. In this regard, I, an old man, cannot compare with you.”
Nicolas Flamel waved his hand and replied.
Chen Feng was not a person who liked to play dumb. After the greetings, he got straight to the point and asked, “Mr. Lemay, I wonder what is the main reason for you to meet me this time?”
“It may sound a bit presumptuous, but actually, I want to explore the bottom of the magic network.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Nicolas Flamel spoke somewhat embarrassedly.
Having lived for more than six hundred years, there were few things that could arouse his interest. The sudden appearance of the magic net was so epoch-making that even he could not help but think about studying it.
“Professor Chen, don’t worry. It’s okay if you don’t agree due to confidentiality. Just think of it as a joke from me, an old man.”
Hearing this, Chen Feng couldn’t help but look at Dumbledore.
I have handed over all the research data on the Demon Network. Logically, Nicolas Flamel could have obtained it directly from Dumbledore without having to look for me, the founder.
“I did not expose the research data without your permission.”
Next to him, Dumbledore saw Chen Feng’s confusion and explained slowly.
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