Chapter 137 The White Building and the Phoenix in Trouble

"Nicholas Flamel suddenly sent me a message just now, saying that he understood."

Dumbledore was still wearing the wrinkled nightgown that Rigg had seen before. He led Rigg to the side of the Black Lake, and the two of them walked in a hurry.

Rigg's face was full of curiosity, while Dumbledore had a look of anxiety.

Nicolas Flamel's letter said that there was indeed something wrong with the bracelet. Even if Rigg didn't touch it, Fox would have some negative effects if he touched it.

Now that little Phoenix Fox is inevitably bald, can you at least figure out what's going on with that unicorn bracelet?

Thinking about the letter sent today and the judgment from an old friend, Dumbledore couldn't help but shed bitter tears as an old father. He had raised this little phoenix since he was a child, and now he had gone bald so suddenly. How could he accept it?

"What did Teacher Nico understand?"

Rigg hated the Riddler more than anything in his life.

"I don't know. He can't explain it clearly to us until he talks about it."

The Black Lake was not far from the auditorium, and the two people quickly reached the side of the Black Lake with a quick trot.

Different from the Black Lake that Li Ge came to before, there is now a small western-style building standing quietly next to the Black Lake. The walls alternate between light and dark under the moon and stars, shimmering as if they are following the rhythm of the lake. breathe.

Arriving in front of this small foreign-style building, Dumbledore suddenly wasn't in a hurry anymore. He calmly tidied himself up and straightened his nightgown. Rigg followed behind the principal.

"Dong dong dong," Dumbledore knocked lightly on the door.

His actions seemed to trigger a chain reaction. The lake closest to the small western-style building suddenly rolled into waves. Countless fish and a few giant squids that swam here and fell asleep for some reason were awakened by the changes in the white building. , flicking its tail and tentacles, and quickly slipped away.

Of course, Nicoléme, who was still in the small foreign-style building, noticed such a movement. After a while, a roar came from high up.

"You old thing!"

The furious Nicoléme opened the window on the second floor, stuck his head out and yelled, "You have to pay for my fish!"

Rigg opened his mouth wide. Nico Flamel's current appearance was really...

so cool!

Nicoléme changed out of the luxurious wizard robe that Rigg had seen and wore a tight-fitting leather coat tightened with brass nails. The shape could not be seen just from the exposed part, but Rigg felt something about this leather garment. There is magic flowing along the brass nails.

Teacher Nico wears a huge goggle on his head. It doesn't take a league to feel this. With your eyes, you can see the light blue light flashing along the lines on the lens.

The messy white hair that I saw yesterday was tied up tightly and combed back. There was an unknown pipe on the neck that went straight to the shield on Nicoléme's face.

After Nicoléme closed the window, the door in front of Rigg and the others opened.

Walking into this small foreign-style building, I don't know if it was because of the night. There were stone statues in the dark living room. Rige felt that people were looking at him everywhere.

He shivered and touched the hair on his arms. Dumbledore led Rigg upwards in a familiar manner, "There is nothing to see on the first floor. They are basically alchemical products made by Nicolas Flamel." …”

Rigg's eyes lit up when he heard this. When he went up the stairs, he couldn't help but look back at the various display stands covered with cloth on the first floor.

Principal Dumbledore is such a high-end Versailles.

This is the alchemy product of the world's top alchemist. Rigg has no doubt that just one thing taken out of those display cabinets can wipe out the profit of their replaceable quill pen for a year.

After all, legendary alchemy products are marketable but priceless. Once they appear, they will become the focus of competition. In this case, it is normal to pay any high price.

After arriving on the second floor, the light became much more normal, otherwise Nicoléme himself would be afraid.

Dumbledore whispered: "This floor is basically Nicolas Flamel's laboratory. You'd better be careful when you are on this floor. Not all alchemical products are harmless to wizards."

As soon as you go up to the second floor, there is a brightly lit white corridor, which leads to four rooms. The first door is basically undecorated. It is an ordinary black iron door with a sign hanging on it that reads "High Risk." , don’t enter.”

When Rigg was passing by, he suddenly heard a loud "boom" and the iron door began to tremble. He looked at Principal Dumbledore nervously, and a layer of white sweat formed on his back.

Dumbledore frowned, not knowing what Nicolas Flamel was doing. He took Rigg's arm and let Rigg stand next to him, and the two of them continued walking forward.

They passed the second door and the third door quickly. Rigg felt there was a strange attraction there that made him want to look, but he held back.

When they came to the last room, the door of this room was wide open. Nicoléme had his back to them and was hunched over looking at something. His right hand was holding the wand tightly, and his right leg was withdrawn, looking like he was ready to run away at any time.

Before Rigg and the others called Nicoléme, Nicoléme jumped back warily. What happened next quickly proved how right he was.

“BOOMMM————”

A huge noise rose up with white air currents, and Nicoléme laughed loudly and shouted, "Interesting, really interesting!"

The noise covered up the surprised voices of Rigg and Dumbledore. The pipe hanging behind Nico Flamel's ear reminded him. He turned around and saw his beloved apprentice Rigg and the uninvited guest Dumbledore.

One look at Dumbledore aroused Nicolas Flamel's new and old hatred. He took off the mask and goggles on his face, and muttered in English with a French accent, "What the hell is this?" This time, I scared half of the clams and lobsters away last time, and I haven’t eaten the giant squid this time for a long time..."

Dumbledore interrupted him gently, "I think these are the property of Hogwarts. If you want to eat squid, you can go to the kitchen and ask the house elves to cook it for you. It's better not to eat these decades old. He’s an old guy.”

"Decades?" Nicoléme's eyes widened and he shook his head happily, "It's a good thing Bailou hasn't caught them yet. It won't be delicious at first sight."

No longer complaining, Nicoléme pulled up his equipment again. He also took out a pair of identical goggles from nowhere and handed them to Rigg.

As for Dumbledore?

There was nothing, only a spare pair of magical goggles.

Dumbledore was not angry at being so slighted. In other words, he was very confident in his own strength. His wand had already slipped into his hand. Even if Nicolas Flamel made a mistake, Dumbledore was confident that he could protect the three of them.

Rigg put on his goggles and looked at the high platform in front of Nicoléme. The world in front of him suddenly became different.

Recommended tickets for the ball, please give me a monthly ticket————

Today I am still telling an editor I am familiar with that neither the author nor the dog is appropriate. I was still coding on the day we broke up, and even managed to keep perfect attendance. I admire my own perseverance.