Chapter 387 Unlucky Brown
"You'd better be careful. To be honest, I don't know what happened. Maybe someone has established some connection with that latitude space." Nicoléme said. He waved his hand and scattered the The crystal fragments on the ground returned to the stone basin.
It seems that the alchemy product has returned to its original appearance, but Fanlin knows very well that this is just a simple restoration of shape, whether the material itself has been destroyed, or the magic circle hidden in it.
Fan Lin noticed that a fine crack appeared on the surface of the stone basin. This crack looked like it split the entire instrument in half.
There is no doubt that Nicoléme's alchemical products are useless even in this way.
"Sir, your instrument..."
"Oh, don't worry about it, Mr. Fanlin El..." Nicoléme frowned, "It seems that we have more serious things to solve, and we don't have time to pay attention to these boring things now."
Nicoléme looked very serious, as if he was calculating something.
"It seems that our visit is over here. I think Albus will have some opinions on this matter." Flamel said, he motioned to Fanlin to follow him, and before Fanlin could walk up to the two As soon as he stepped forward, he found that he had returned to Nicolas Flamel's office. Dumbledore seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He was playing with the statues on the table with great interest, and the melodious operas began to play one after another. came out.
"Oh, you're done? How do you feel?" This sentence was asked to Fan Lin.
"Actually, something happened, Professor." Fan Lin said.
"Something happened?" Dumbledore said, looking at Fan Lin with a scrutinizing look, "What happened?"
"I am using Mr. Nicoléme's alchemy product, combined with prophecy, to spy on the future."
"You succeeded?" Dumbledore was surprised.
"Strictly speaking, no, I can't quite figure it out." Nicoléme frowned.
"What did you see?" Dumbledore asked.
"A man, in the future, he's attacking me, and then..."
"The attack has manifested itself through the instrument to the present. Albus, I have never heard of this method. It is like an attack across time." Nicoléme said, "I don't know very well about power, so Say, I need you to analyze it together."
"This is a big deal," Dumbledore stood up and took two steps back and forth. This was his way of thinking.
"With or without the Pensieve, I think I need the full picture."
"Of course." Nicoléme did not hesitate, he reached out and pulled out the pensieve.
"Fanlin?" Dumbledore called.
"Okay... okay, professor." Fan Lin said.
Memory melts in liquid like ink, and what it brings is naturally the kind of attack with strong destructive intent.
Watching it again made Fan Lin feel very bad, as if he was dominated by the unknown. What the memory brought about was naturally Fan Lin's strong sense of powerlessness.
Without magic, he is nothing.
But even with his magic power, Fan Lin didn't have the confidence to follow the man's attack with his current strength. It can be said that he is fragile now and will collapse at the first touch.
"Means beyond imagination." Dumbledore said, "I have never seen it before. If what you see is really the future, then this level is far beyond my reach."
"Is it that serious?" Nicoléme said.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "Even if it is not a vision of the future, this kind of attack across space is not something I can do."
"Attacking across space..." Fan Lin said, he didn't quite understand. "At different latitudes, it is obvious that even if the space I enter is not the future, it must be the space created by Mr. Nicoléme."
"Oh, yes, yes." Dumbledore said, "It's not that difficult to understand. Do you know why the Ministry of Magic prohibits the use of Apparition?"
"I don't know, Professor." Fan Lin said.
"The principle of apparation is equivalent to sending the wizard into another space, then moving quickly, and then appearing in another direction."
"You mean, space is common?" Fan Lin was surprised.
"Yes, if you have used the port key, you should know that the space where wizards move is common, and everything is regular, for example, like this."
Dumbledore said, giving a weak shake, and then, a Beauxbatons boy wearing a sky blue school uniform appeared in front of the three of them.
It can be seen that the boy is a little confused. This is obviously different from his destination.
The boy is very tall and looks to be at least a fifth grade student. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, only fifth grade students can learn to apparate.
The boy seemed to have come back to his senses. He looked intently and saw the Beauxbatons legend, Nicolas Flamel, appearing in front of him, and of course the two people from Hogwarts, that annoying brat.
"Nick...Professor Nico Flamel." The boy said respectfully. He spoke broken French English. It was obvious that he wanted to take care of Dumbledore and Fanlin.
Beauxbatons students should never lose their etiquette in front of outsiders.
"Hello, Mr. Brown," Dumbledore said.
The boy looked surprised. He didn't know he was so famous. Even Dumbledore knew his name.
This poor Beauxbatons idiot didn't even know that his consciousness was invaded by Dumbledore using Legilimency.
"Mr. Brown, I remember that whether it was Hogwarts or Beauxbatons, Apparition was strictly controlled. I think you should know this, or you should be glad that Beauxbatons' defense array was not working."
"I... I didn't..."
"Useless quibbling is not the responsibility of a wizard, Mr. Brown Flemings." Dumbledore said, "I think Madame Maxime should be happy to see the confession of a naughty student and choose to forgive him, Mr. Brown."
"Got it, Mr. Dumbledore, Professor Nicolas Flamel." Brown said. He was originally teasing others, but it seems that there is nothing to quibble about after being caught on the battlefield.
"Very good, Mr. Brown." Nicolas Flamel said, "Then please go back to the classroom now. I think you should prepare for the higher-level wizard exams."
"Of course, excuse me, Professor Nicolas Flamel, Professor Dumbledore, and..." (To be continued)