I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 147 Nicolas Flamel, who doesn’t want to die, makes friends with Taoist Lu Ya!
Dumbledore was surprised to hear Rhine's words.

In his impression, Rhine had never been so serious. Was he really sure that he could impress Nicolas Flamel, who was determined to die?

If it were someone else, Dumbledore would definitely not believe it.

But if it's Rhine...

After a moment, Dumbledore nodded.

"Well, if you can change Nicolas Flamel's mind, that would be a good thing."

Immediately, Dumbledore took out his personal seal, which only his closest friends had ever seen, and stamped it on the blank envelope.

Rhine's eyes moved slightly.

With Dumbledore's seal, Ollivander's seal, and the emblem representing the Longbottom family, Nicolas Flamel must have given this letter a chance and not thrown it aside without even reading it.

The question then becomes how to change Nicolas Flamel's mind.

After thinking for a moment, Rhine wrote paragraphs of text on the sheepskin and also carved a few patterns on it.

After doing all this, Rhine stuffed the letter into the envelope, stamped it, and then called Hermes.

"Hermes, take this letter to Nicolas Flamel."

"You might as well show Nicolas Flamel what makes you special."

Hearing Rhine's words, Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and glanced at Hermes.

He had to admit that this owl was the most majestic he had ever seen in a hundred years, with its feathers gleaming with the luster of steel.

Even the usually arrogant Phoenix Fox in his office was staring at Hermes at this moment, and it seemed that he felt threatened by Hermes.

Is this the reason why Rhine is so sure of impressing Nicolas Flamel?
But no matter what, it's just an owl.

Dumbledore really couldn't understand it and smiled bitterly in his heart.

The little wizard Rhine is really unexpected.

I've only been at Hogwarts for a short time, but I've already been surprised so many times.

The actions of a genius are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Forget it, I'll just wait for news.

At this time, Hermes raised his head high, flapped his wings, and flew out of the office window like an arrow, turning into a black and gray shadow and disappearing from Dumbledore's sight.

……

Devon.

It was just dawn, and a middle-aged man with brown hair and a hooded robe was enjoying his coffee comfortably.

Just looking at his appearance, everyone would think he was only in his early fifties.

But only his eyes revealed a deep sense of vicissitudes, as if he had seen countless landscapes in the world and experienced countless years.

This is Nicolas Flamel, the most accomplished living alchemist in the wizarding world.

Nicolas Flamel had just finished his coffee when he spoke to his wife Perenelle, who was busy in the kitchen, through an alchemical device similar to a walkie-talkie.

"Pepe, are you done?"

"I think we should go and see the coffin we ordered."

"That's where we'll be lying for the next few hundred years. You know I never make do with a mattress, and a coffin is not something you can make do with after you die."

"It would be best if we were buried together. That way, we'd have to get a big coffin. That way, if we ever want to get close to each other in the world of the dead, it would be convenient for us to roll around."

Perenelle asked.

"Why, is it so urgent? Do you have to stop by to check on the shroud?"

"You old pervert, are you planning to order some erotic burial clothes?"

As Nicolas Flamel laughed, Perenelle heard the flapping of an owl's wings outside the kitchen.

"Niko, you have a letter."

Nicolas Flamel shook his head.

"dont see."

"Now I don't want to worry about anything in the world, except our coffin and our shroud. I've been wanting to do this for a long time. Return all the letters and say that the person does not exist!"

"Nicolas Flamel is dead!"

At this moment, Perenelle's voice was filled with obvious surprise, and she walked over quickly with a letter in her hand.

"Nico, I'm afraid you really need to read this letter."

Nicolas Flamel frowned, looked up at the letter, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Dumbledore's seal? He should know what I'm planning. Why is he writing to me again?"

"Wait, this seal is from Ollivander's. I've custom-made several wands from them, and even requested a lot of wandology information to supplement my alchemy skills. I owe them a favor."

"And this badge, if I remember correctly, is from the Longbottom family? Okay, descendants of old friends."

"But the name of this letter is Rhine Snow. Not Dumbledore, Ollivander, or Longbottom. Hmm, who is so influential that he can collect all these seals?"

Nicolas Flamel's face gradually showed curiosity. He opened the envelope and examined the parchment inside.

After a moment, his expression changed, his brows furrowed tightly, and he threw the parchment on the table. "Are you kidding?"

"Did Dumbledore give this Rhine Snow his stamp just to make fun of me with this folk alchemy?"

"Five elements, restrictions..."

"What the hell is going on? It reminds me of when I was obsessed with fame and gave lectures everywhere, and every time someone tried to prove to me that they had solved some alchemical problem."

"At first I was very respectful, thinking he was some reclusive alchemist, but after just one word, I knew he was a complete idiot who didn't even understand elementary alchemy!"

Nicolas Flamel looked rather unhappy and snorted twice.

"I never thought that a hundred years later, in the final stage of my life, it would be someone recommended by Dumbledore who would play such a joke on me."

Perenelle was also stunned.

"But you know, Dumbledore would never make a recommendation rashly. He is quite accomplished in alchemy."

"Add to that the seals and crests of the Ollivanders and Longbottoms. It's impossible for a liar and a fool to gain the trust of so many families."

Nicolas Flamel also sighed when he heard this.

"Well, indeed. It seems I still have to finish reading this letter to see what this little wizard named Rhine Snow has brought me."

Nicolas Flamel then spent the entire morning studying the letter from Rhine.

His expression gradually changed.

A piece of draft paper appeared on his desk, and Nicolas Flamel casually sketched out a pattern of the circulation of the five elements and the changes of the eight trigrams on it.

"Pepe, bring me my glasses."

Perenelle's eyes widened.

Having been with her husband for so many years, she certainly knew that there was nothing wrong with his eyesight.

Wearing glasses is just a habit that has been developed over the years.

Only things that interest Nicolas Flamel or even challenge him will make him wear glasses involuntarily.

Perenel hadn't seen Nicolas Flamel like this in many years, especially when it came to alchemy. Nicolas once boasted that there was nothing worth his nostalgia for in alchemy today, and there were no secrets at all.

Could it be that this little wizard named Rhine really brought some unimaginable knowledge to Nico?

Under Perenelle's anxious gaze, Nicol's expression became more and more absorbed, and finally he couldn't help but stand up, slamming his hands on the table and making a sound of disbelief.

"it is true?"

"Does it work?"

"This thing that Rhine Snow calls a restriction, similar to alchemical patterns but far more profound and mysterious than alchemy, actually exists?"

"He also said he had brought me a sample with the letter. Where is it?"

Just at this moment, the long-awaited voice of Hermes came from outside the window.

Immediately, a black-gray light flew across the room at an unimaginable speed.

The wind was howling so hard that Nicolas Flamel could hardly open his eyes.

When he came to his senses, he saw a layer of forbidden light shining on Hermes' body. Hermes also looked at him with his head held high, as if to say -

"Old thing, do you know how powerful my master is?"

An unprecedented brilliance suddenly burst out in Nicolas Flamel's eyes, as if the door to a new world had been opened at this moment.

He turned and said to Perenelle.

"Pepe..."

"Why don't you tell the coffin and funeral shop that you won't be going today."

"I suddenly don't want to die so much now."

……

The next evening.

A gray-black shadow flashed by on the horizon of the castle, and Hermes came with a reply from Nicolas Flamel.

Rhine took a deep breath and opened the letter.

A series of information flashed across the system screen in an instant.

You express your aspirations for the Dao to Taoist Lu Ya, and long for his guidance.

Taoist Lu Ya was moved by your sincerity and thought to himself: This boy is incredibly talented and has an unrivaled heart. He will surely shine in the calamity. Giving him some guidance would be a good omen.

[You have successfully made friends with Taoist Lu Ya! ]

The next moment, the relationship with Taoist Lu Ya appeared on Rhine's system screen.

Rhine read on and saw the reward for making friends with Taoist Lu Ya.

Even though he had seen countless rare and precious things in the ancient world, Rhine still couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at this moment.

"What the hell?!"

(End of this chapter)