Chapter 402 The Prophet Abraham
Aiwen didn't know what LeMay needed to ask himself. The difficulty of things that could make him feel at ease can be imagined. Maybe it would be a better choice to go to Dumbledore.
But looking at Le May's expression, he seemed to think that only he could accomplish this.
"As we all know, I am the only maker of the Philosopher's Stone known to the wizarding world." Flamel said slowly, "But I am not the inventor, at best I have made trivial improvements to it. In fact, this advanced The products of alchemy first came from the research of ancient warlocks, they used the magic stone to continuously provide magic power for powerful magic, to explore greater unknown existence, instead of making gold and elixir."
Ai Wen nodded, he already knew about this.
Each of the four founders of Hogwarts left behind a Sorcerer's Stone, which they made into a key to unlock secret treasures according to ancient methods of use.
This is only part of it. According to the relevant clues, Ivan even made a bold guess.
Ancient warlocks created the Philosopher's Stones in order to use them to summon evil gods.
That is what LeMay just said, the greater unknown existence.
This inference also explains why the evil god discovered by the centaur tribe taught the fallen centaur the magic of using the power of the Philosopher's Stone to summon it to the world. Not only that, through further research on the underground ruins of Aragog's lair, Aiwen has even more decisive evidence.
He believes that the despicable Hai Erbo also got the help of the Sorcerer's Stone in the process of creating or transforming himself into an evil god.
Not surprisingly, in the most critical step, he must use the power of the Philosopher's Stone to fuse his soul with the body of the evil god he created.
"With the demise of the ancient warlocks, the craftsmanship of making the Sorcerer's Stone has also been lost." LeMay closed his eyes, showing a memory-like expression, "But by chance, I got that piece of magic in a half-finished state. Shi, there is another book..."
Ai Wen's heart moved. He had read Nicole Flamel's biography, which mentioned a mysterious magic book, which was also considered to be the foundation of modern alchemy.
It is said that Flamel finally created the Sorcerer's Stone according to the records in that book.
"That book was handed down by a man called Abraham." LeMay said softly, "You may be familiar with this name. Among Muggles, he is considered to be a member of Judaism, Christianity and Islamic religion."丨The prophets of the Orchid religion are the people chosen and blessed by God from all living beings on the earth, they are the messengers of God in the world, and they are also the common ancestors of the legendary Hebrews and Arabs.”
LeMay paused for a moment, leaving time for Ivan to digest the shocking news.
"Of course, besides the prophet, he has many other identities. In the magic world, he is one of the most powerful ancient warlocks in history, possessing very powerful power." LeMay said slowly, "Abraham is A character living in legends, I originally thought he was fictional and not real. But I never thought that I would get the magic book he left behind."
Flame gasped, and continued to speak slowly in an old voice, "I remember that I had already graduated from Beauxbatons at that time, and my family found a stable job for me in the Ministry of Magic. However, in my mind, Driven by restless thoughts, I ended up following a group of men on a reckless expedition from Paris to Egypt, against the advice of my family."
"No one could have imagined that my otherwise ordinary life would take a dramatic turn during that expedition." LeMay continued, "There is nothing commendable about that expedition itself. After a few months of travel After that, we found a ruin left by an ancient Egyptian wizard according to a treasure map that we didn't know where to get. Everything seemed to be going well, but what was waiting for us behind the door was not a treasure, but four hungry dogs. Long, angry manticores. After a hasty fight, the few of us who were still alive scattered in all directions."
Aiwen can imagine the situation at that time. In the face of such an extremely dangerous monster, don't think about fighting, turning around and running for your life is the most correct choice.
"I was lost in the desert alone. I had no food, no fresh water, no hope. I thought I would die there." LeMay tightened his robe, "I still remember, it was a night, After the extremely hot day passed, the desert quickly entered another extreme, and the endless cold sand did not have any temperature, and the whole desert was filled with a strong breath of death."
"I was dying alone in the cold yellow sand. My wand was destroyed in the battle. I couldn't apparate. In fact, even with the wand, I couldn't do much. The desert seems to have a strong magic power. Under its interference, all my magic and magic items will not work." More than six hundred years have passed, but LeMay still has a touch of despair in his tone, "After exhausting the last bit of physical strength, I fell down, in the yellow sand."
Following the despair in LeMay's tone, Ivan tried hard to imagine the scene at that time.
In the endless desert, a person is lonely and helpless, only death is slowly approaching you, and the appearance of the god of death is becoming more and more clear in your mind.
"That night, I had a dream!" LeMay frowned. "Until now, I can't tell what happened to that magical dream. Maybe I have the blood of the prophet. All in all, in In that dream, I met a man holding a strange scepter. He said his name was Abraham. He told me that I would get a magical magic book. As long as I study hard and understand it thoroughly, I can get extraordinary benefits from it. The power of wonder."
Ivan also thought about it, could Lemay's dream be a prophecy? !
In other words, it is a powerful force that can directly affect sleep.
Perhaps it was the magic left by the ancient magician named Abraham, which was conveying a message to him.
This is not impossible for ancient warlocks.
"The next morning, I woke up miraculously. Although my body was extremely weak, I didn't die!" LeMay said, speeding up, "And that dream also came true, under the guidance of Mingming , I was found and rescued by an Arab caravan of Muggles, and I gave them all the galleons I had on me as a token of gratitude, and in return they gave me an ancient and massive book and a stone. "(To be continued.) u