Chapter 126 The Next Day

Loren felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

Because of the ritual, he originally planned to study happily with Flamel. He might not be able to refine the magic stone until he was middle-aged.

As a result, he went round and round and returned to the same place, still going the old way of refining the magic stone.

Flamel put all the books at hand into a pile, "You haven't been very active in studying recently. I thought you really planned to take a summer vacation and were studying the introduction to bel canto. It turns out that there are other ways to treat werewolf disease."

He looked very sorry.

Loren looked at Flamel's movements and asked doubtfully: "At school, once I neglected my studies because of Professor Snape, and you seemed very anxious."

It was the first time he squeezed snake venom. He was so frustrated that he had no energy to study. Flamel's expression was distorted and his voice was distorted by anger.

Loren said: "Why is it that you seem to want to take a vacation now?"

After the books were neatly stacked, Flamel pushed them gently, and the books floated up to the bookshelf.

Flamel explained slowly: "I originally wanted you to refine the magic stone as soon as possible, but later I realized that you are just an underage wizard and can't do many things. I am anxious about deciphering the book and refining the magic. Stone means nothing.”

Loren looked at Flamel carefully. His situation was very unusual.

Loren often jokes that Flamel is an artificial intelligence that can be restored to factory settings. This is because although conventional magic portraits have the memory and personality of the creator, they will not change once the setting is completed.

Although the experience of subsequent portraits can become a memory exclusive to the portrait, it will not have an impact on the character or concept.

Just like the portraits of past principals in Dumbledore's office, there were always quarrels. A headmaster from Gryffindor House will hate a headmaster from Slytherin House. Never changes.

And Flamel seems to really have the ability to think independently, and his memory will have an impact on his opinions and personality.

"So you plan to have a happy education?" Loren asked with wide eyes.

Flamel's expression was leisurely: "I just realized that I shouldn't force you. A person's life is long, but the good times are always short. You should do the right thing at the right age."

He nodded Loren's head: "Especially because your life span may be very long, very long, so long that you miss it more than you are missed. That's the case with Nico. When you have treasures, you will lose other things. "

Loren wondered why he lived so long. He couldn't use Nico's magic stone to refine the elixir of immortality. There was no shadow of the magic stone that would belong to him in the future. Even if it was refined, its properties would not be related to immortality.

He thought so and asked directly.

Flamel had a gentle smile on his face: "Even if you have an ordinary life span, you should do the right things at the right age, so that you won't have regrets when you miss him."

Loren seemed to understand. He was not old enough to miss the past, so he said, "But I still want to get the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible."

"Start studying tomorrow." Flamel did not stop him, but said with relief: "Don't be anxious. Hebrew, alchemy and human body refining must be learned slowly."

After chatting with Flamel for a while, Loren felt at ease, and the two made a study plan together.

The purpose of Hebrew is to understand the contents of the "Book of Abraham". Loren has learned a rough outline of it in the past year. After reviewing and consolidating it for a period of time, he can try to translate the contents of the book.

Alchemy is preparation for refining the magic stone. Loren is now considered an apprentice, so he just needs to learn it slowly.

It can only be made from the human body, which is an area that Nico has not touched upon. The library information was out of date for Loren, and he needed to figure it out on his own.

"I have other plans for knowledge about the human body." Loren said easily.

Anatomy in the 16th century was considered introductory content, but human medical knowledge is much more advanced now.

Loren waved his hand and disappeared.

Flamel stared at the place where Loren's consciousness disappeared and murmured: "The future? Who can say for sure."

"Ah!" Loren was startled when he saw Hermione's face when he opened his eyes.

Hermione was sitting on the edge of the bed, lowering her head to watch him sleeping with interest. The girl's warm breath hit his face, along with the scent of shampoo and shower gel.

"What are you doing? When did you come in?" Loren held up his hands and sat up.

Hermione was wearing milky white pajamas. A trace of panic of being caught flashed across her face, but she quickly suppressed it. She blinked and said seriously: "I knocked on the door for a long time, but you didn't respond. I was worried that you would come in and take a look." look."

Loren tilted his head slightly and looked at the red tips of her ears suspiciously.

Hermione looked at the book in his hand and the crumpled letter in the other hand, and said, "I heard a knock on the window, and then saw an owl flying away. Did something happen?"

"Who wrote the letter, Headmaster Dumbledore? But he just sent you here today. Grandpa Bates? That's not right, he doesn't have an owl. Who is that..."

When it came to business, Hermione found her backbone and spewed out a series of words in rapid succession.

Loren listened to the girl's chirping voice, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

The two of them slid off the bed again and sat down on the carpet, their backs against the bed and shoulders against each other.

Loren unfolded the crumpled letter and said, "This is a letter from Principal Dumbledore. We found a way to cure werewolf disease before, but Dumbledore found that the validity period seems to be only a few years."

Loren sighed heavily, "So I'm not very happy."

"How many years?" Hermione stepped forward and read Dumbledore's letter, but it did not specify the specific time.

Hermione patted Loren's shoulder and comforted: "It's been a good few years. Grandpa Bates this year..."

At this point, Hermione got stuck and realized that it was not a good idea to say this.

Loren understood what she meant. Grandpa Bates is seventy or eighty years old this year. Even if he could live to be a centenarian like Dumbledore, he would only need periodic treatment four or five times every few years or every ten years. Only use it once or twice a year.

Loren knew that this idea was right, and even Grandpa Bates himself would accept it.

This chronic werewolf disease is only treated once every few years, which is much better than chronic diseases such as cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems, diabetes, and joint disease for normal elderly people of this age.

Moreover, the materials and processes of the ceremony are not complicated, and the treatment process is not painful, and is easier than physical examinations in some hospitals.

It’s just that Loren is holding his breath and wants to cure Grandpa Bates’ werewolf disease once and for all.

After some words of comfort from Dumbledore's letter and a conversation with Flamel, Loren became less aggressive and much better.

Hermione quietly observed Loren's expression and whispered: "I, I didn't mean that."

Feeling Hermione's concern, Loren laughed and bumped her with his shoulder, "That's what you meant."

"It hurts!" Hermione covered her shoulders and said cutely: "I was comforting you, and you hit me!"

Loren bumped into me again and said with a smile, "What's wrong with bumping into you?"

And repeat this action.

Snapped!

Hermione reached out, wrapped her arms around Loren's neck, and twisted him around to pin him on her lap.

"Is it still a collision?" Hermione said proudly.

Loren struggled but didn't move. After struggling a little longer, he was still held down.

"Is Gryffindor's gift meant for you to use like this? It's for you to deal with evil dark wizards. How can you use it on your own people?" Loren tried his best to raise his head and scolded, trying to make Hermione let go.

But he misjudged the situation.

"Will you bully me again?" Hermione asked.

"You wait until I learn to disembodied. Whatever you do to me now, I will pay you back twice as much!" Loren threatened, but the threat of being held down obviously had no effect.

Hermione just repeated: "Will you bully me again?"

"There is an old saying in the East, if you want revenge, it is not too late even ten years."

"Will you bully me again in the future?"

"Thirty years..."

Hermione didn't understand, but that didn't affect her simple repetition: "Will you bully me again in the future?"

She didn't even want Loren to admit defeat. It felt good to bully Loren like this.

Loren tried various struggles, but to no avail. He finally said: "Hermione Granger, I'm warning you one last time, let go!"

Hermione's voice was filled with excitement. Loren had teased him many times, but she had few opportunities to tease Loren. "Loren Morgan, I can do this all night - ah!"

Hermione suddenly screamed.

It turned out that Loren had bitten Hermione on the leg.

The moist and hot breath spread to Hermione's skin through her pajamas. It didn't hurt at all, but the itching feeling spread all the way into her heart, making her panic.

"Let go!" Hermione said softly, her tone sounding like scolding and pleading. She was ashamed and annoyed, and her fair little face turned red, from her neck to the tips of her ears.

"Uh huh huh! (You let go first)"

The heat of her breath as she spoke made Hermione's whole body go limp, and she couldn't help but loosen the grip.

Loren's face and ears were also red. It was really embarrassing for a grown man to use such despicable moves in a fight with a girl. But even though it was very despicable, it was impossible for him to promise not to tease Hermione in the future.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Loren stammered an apology.

Hermione was so panicked that she didn't dare to look into Loren's eyes, so she got up and hurriedly ran out of the room.

Outside the window, the light yellow and clean moon moved shyly, hiding behind the treetops and hiding among the clouds.

Loren was lying on the bed covered with a small quilt. The room was quiet and his eyes were wide open.

At such a young age, he suffered from insomnia. Not only could he not sleep, he was also very energetic. After staring at the ceiling for who knows how long, Loren still didn't feel sleepy at all.

He stood up, relied on the fluorescent spell, and wrote a letter to Grandpa Bates in the dark.

[Not-so-dear Grandpa Bates:

Hope you had a less than pleasant trip.

Grandpa Bates, you are no longer the Grandpa Bates you were before, and you no longer love me. I'm already on vacation, but you're still obsessed with traveling and don't care at all whether I have a place to live. I'm currently living in a classmate's home in London. I'm being bullied but I can't resist. I hope you can speed up your trip and go home as soon as possible.

If you come back soon, I will give you a different treatment method without having to drink the unpleasant wolfsbane potion.

Loren]

Loren closed the envelope and was about to send it out when he remembered that Hanhan was still locked in the box and had not eaten for a day.

He quickly took the owl cage out of the suitcase.

The silly spectacled owl leaned weakly against the edge of the cage, its feathers were messy, and it made a pitiful "wow" sound.

Loren opened the cage, carefully held Hanhan, took it out and placed it on the desk. He also took out all his food and placed it all in front of the spectacled owl as an apology.

"I'm sorry, Hanhan. This is also the first time I put you in the cage. I accidentally forgot." Loren broke off some biscuits and fed them to the spectacled owl.

It's okay if I don't say it, but when I say Hanhan, I get even more angry, angry and aggrieved.

Hanhan: "Gu Gu! Gu Gu!"

"I'm a guest at Hermione's house, and I forgot about you by accident." Loren broke the biscuits into a suitable size so that Hanhan could swallow them directly, which relieved him a lot.

Hanhan: "Gu Gu Gu! Gu Gu Gu Gu!"

"I won't, I won't, I won't put you in a box or a cage again." Loren did something wrong and begged for mercy in a nice voice.

He combed the owl's hair step by step, touching the feathers from the top of the head to the neck, all the way to the tip of the tail. Then he came back and inserted his fingers into the feathers at the chin, scratching them gently with a gentle and smooth technique.

Hanhan was eating, and every feather was massaged with professional techniques. The messy feathers became neat again, and the little owl closed his eyes in comfort.

Seeing that the time was right, Loren said, "Hanhan, I have a letter here for you to send to Grandpa Bates."

"Gu!" Hanhan flapped his wings on this ugly face.

It turns out that you only thought of me when you were alive.

…

Monica came out of the kitchen with slices of bread and fried luncheon meat and put the food on the dining table. She flicked her fingers and was lifted up by Wendell, holding the Daily Mail in front of her eyes to block his entire face. ,"ate breakfast."

She smiled warmly at Loren, who was sitting upright beside her: "I wonder if you are used to our breakfast."

Loren nodded obediently, "The dishes prepared by Mrs. Granger are all to my liking, and the breakfast must be the same."

Hermione finished washing and came out of the bathroom. When she passed Loren, she sneered: "Humph!"

"Oh! Today it's strawberry jam." Wendell spread jam on a piece of bread. "How about we buy camping supplies today? Go camping in the Dean Forest in the summer."

Monica responded: "We need to change to a bigger tent, and the flashlights also need to be replaced..."

"You go ahead, I didn't sleep well last night and I want to sleep at home." Hermione's voice was weak when she spoke, and the bags under her eyes were slightly swollen. She didn't fall asleep until dawn last night, and it was all because of the hateful Loren.

Loren paused and said, "Me too."

The Grangers didn't think much about it. It was an unprecedented experience for Hermione to have a classmate visit her home, so it was normal to be excited.

Hermione had a better time at Hogwarts than at her original school. She had made friends, and both of them were very happy.

It was more normal for Loren to not sleep well in someone else's home.

Monica said softly: "Then you two stay at home, and don't sleep for too long. You may have insomnia again at night."

Both nodded obediently.