Chapter 128 It Was Obviously Me Who Came First! Visit NicoléMe
At this moment, anxious shouts came from outside the door.
A girl wearing a floral dress and a French lady's hat broke in and happened to see this scene.
My beautiful blue eyes are almost turning red.
"Gabriel! You, you devil, let her go!
"Come at me if you have anything!"
Wayne looked at her.
She is somewhat similar to Gabrielle, or in other words, she is a larger version of Gabrielle who has grown a lot.
A face that can be called stunning, the most perfect and delicate facial features, and blue eyes that can still make people sink even though they are filled with anger.
The most special thing was the amazing charm exuded by the girl. All the men in the dessert shop couldn't help but look at her with obsession in their eyes.
So does Wayne.
This is the most stunning girl he has ever seen, bar none.
He looked at Gabrielle and then at the girl.
What you just shouted was to let go of Gabrielle and come at her, right?
It’s not impossible
No, that’s great!
"elder sister!"
Gabrielle also raised her head and saw the silver-haired girl rushing over. She cheered and threw herself into her arms.
The silver-haired girl was stunned. Seeing Gabrielle's happy look, she didn't understand what was going on.
It seems like he was captured by bad guys?
Wayne also stood up and left a Galleung on the table.
"This is not the place to talk, go out and talk."
All eyes were focused on the three of them.
Seeing her sister excitedly holding the boy's hand, the silver-haired girl bit her teeth and finally nodded.
The three of them didn't go far, but the silver-haired girl was too attractive, so they had to come out.
Standing on the street corner, Wayne told what happened. With Gabrielle's evidence, the girl finally realized that she had just misunderstood, and solemnly bowed and apologized.
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now. Thank you for saving Gabrielle. If something really happened to her, I..."
Thinking of the tragic consequences, the girl's eyes began to turn red. She couldn't help but give Wayne a hug and said gratefully in a sweet and slightly crying voice:
"Thank you very much!"
The faint scent of lavender drifted into Wayne's nose, causing him to take a few more sniffs and take two steps back.
The girl also realized that she was too excited, her ears felt a little hot, and she didn't know what to say.
Her attention had been on her sister just now, but now she was carefully focusing on Wayne.
Then my face got even hotter.
This... seems like a foul.
She used to be very confident about her appearance, but now when she saw this boy, she felt that if he was a girl, he must be more beautiful than her.
Wayne was not affected by the girl's special charm, but she fell into it.
Who is the half-Veela?
"My name is Fleur Delacour." The girl lowered her head and introduced herself.
"Wayne Lawrence, I know Madame Maxime has mentioned you many times." Wayne said.
Indeed, he talked a lot and almost arranged an arranged marriage for him.
"Are you Lawrence?" Fleur also raised her head in surprise, "Mrs. Maxim, the recipient of the Order of Merlin, also told me
"Really? I haven't seen her for a while. Is everything okay, madam?"
"Everyone is fine. It's just that he suddenly became a lot stricter on us after he came back. It's probably because of you."
The two chatted quickly, but Gabrielle, the protagonist of the accident, was left out in the cold.
Seeing the smiles on her sister's face and her eldest brother's face, the little Loli's cheeks bulged with anger and her eyes widened in an attempt to attract their attention.
Please pay attention to me!
I was obviously the one who came first...
It's a pity that the little Loli's efforts didn't win even a look from the two of them.
"Your French is really good. If I hadn't known that you were a student at Hogwarts, I would have thought you were French."
"I have a good talent for languages. I have recently been learning the language of magical horses by myself. I heard that Beauxbatons has many magical horses in captivity.
"Yes, it's in the mountain behind the school. I can take you to see it if you have the chance."
"Not only is it the magic rune horse, Beauxbatons is the most beautiful school in the world, especially the magic fountain..."
"No problem, but you must keep an eye on Gabrielle and not be so careless like this time.
"By the way, you just said..."
While the two were talking, the Delacours, who were looking for Gabrielle elsewhere, also arrived.
Only then did Fleur remember that she had forgotten to notify her parents after finding someone, and she was just chatting with Wayne, feeling embarrassed again.
Gabrielle finally had some sense of existence. Mrs. Delacour was a very beautiful blond woman. She hugged Gabrielle and started crying.
Mr. Delacour's appearance is more conspicuous in their family. He has a black beard and is relatively short.
The eldest daughter found out what happened. She held Wayne's hand with both hands and shook it vigorously, saying thank you constantly.
As for the vampires that Wayne was worried about, he also promised that no one would come to trouble Wayne.
The Delacour family still has some status in France, otherwise they would not be on good terms with Madame Maxime and let her care for Fleur.
Finally, they wanted to invite Wayne to their home to express their gratitude, but the boy refused.
Before parting, Gabri looked at Wayne reluctantly: "Brother, you must come to Gabri. y
"Don't worry." Wayne bent down, smiled and touched her head: "I'll find you when I'm done."
"Wayne, where do you live?" Fleur also asked.
Wayne gave Fleur the address of his hotel, and the girl memorized the address on the note before waving goodbye.
When leaving, Gabrielle turned back three times with a look of reluctance.
Wayne had no choice but to wait until the little Loli could no longer see him before leaving Knockturn Alley and returning to the hotel where he lived.
Early next morning.
After washing up and having breakfast downstairs, Wayne left the hotel and headed to Nicoléme's home.
Like Newt, Nicoléme also made his home in Muggle society, or at least that's how it is here in Paris.
According to Newt, Nicoléme's house in Devonshire is in a very secluded mountain range. It is a huge manor that is rarely visited.
Following the address, Wayne arrived at the destination, then took out the parchment recording the address and set it on fire.
Ashes turned into golden runes.
When the rune appeared, Wayne understood the meaning of the rune.
key.
What key?
He looked around, but there was no change at all, and it was not like Newt's house. After learning the real address, a house suddenly appeared, squeezing both sides away.
"Does it have to be so troublesome..."
The young man was a little helpless.
It's really hard to find the homes of these big bosses. They don't even know the Loyalty Charm, but they have to go through so many tedious steps.
After thinking for a while, Wayne took out a book and printed golden runes on it to make a door key.
Then try to launch.
It was like his navel was hooked, and he flew up. The surrounding scenery kept fading, and in the end he couldn't see anything clearly.
I don’t know how long it took, but the blurred vision became clear again, and there was a solid touch under my feet.
Shaking his head to get rid of the dizzy feeling, he had time to look around.
At this moment, he was standing at the beginning of a stone road, leading to a beautiful Gothic building.
There are different runes engraved on the stone slabs.
Rather than act rashly, Wayne observed for a long time before finally taking the first step, and then the second step.
From time to time, he would jump or land on one foot, much like the hopscotch game played by children.
The not-so-long walk lasted ten-quarters of an hour.
Only then did he land on the steps in front of the door.
Click!
Click!
The grand oak door slowly opened. After adjusting his clothes, Wayne walked in.
The entrance is a very grand hall, with a ceiling more than ten meters high, marble tiles under the feet, and exquisite stone carvings carved on the columns.
It gave Wayne the illusion of being in a medieval church.
Another piece of parchment fell from the sky, he reached out to catch it, and Wayne whispered the words on it.
"The banquet room."
The space was transformed, and in a blink of an eye, Wayne appeared in another room, which was equally luxurious and surrounded by several sofas.
On the sofa in the middle, two old men were sitting there, looking at him with smiles.
"Mr. Nicoléme, Madame Perenal."
"Oh, hello kid."
Nico Flamel smiled, and the sofa suddenly bulged up, turning him into a standing position. A balance car with two small wheels appeared at his feet, bringing him to Wayne.
Nico Flamel stretched out his hand, and Wayne touched it carefully.
He swore that he was not so gentle when he read the palms of Hermione and Qiu. He was afraid that if he used too much force, the old man's hand would be broken.
"The speed at which you passed the test really surprised me." Although his body was very fragile, Nico Flamel's voice did not sound weak.
He looked at Wayne with eyes full of joy: "I'm sorry that I made some small manipulations on the invitation, but you don't have to go to such trouble next time."
"It's true that Albus and Newt spoke so highly of you that I can't help but be curious and want to try your level.
"Kid, you don't mind, do you?"
"Of course not." Wayne shook his head: "It's just a little troublesome, but it's quite interesting, especially the stone slab at the door."
Nicoléme smiled even more happily.
"Okay Nico." Perenal also spoke: "How can you ask a guest to stand and talk to you? Wayne, sit down quickly, what do you want to eat?"
A house elf apparated here, bending very low.
"Master Lawrence, I am Nabi. It is my pleasure to serve you."
Unlike those house elves at Hogwarts who use pillowcases as clothes, Nabby's legend is very authentic, wearing a meticulous small tuxedo with a bow tie hanging in front of his neck.
Apart from being ugly, he has no other shortcomings.
Nico Flamel took Wayne and sat on the sofa next to him, and then waved his hand, and various musical instruments floated out from the closet in the room, including dozens of them.
Soon, melodious and soft music echoed in the hall.
"Just a cup of black tea. I came here after breakfast."
"Please wait a moment." After saying that, Nabi disappeared.
While waiting for tea, Nicolas Flamel also chatted with Wayne.
"Can you tell me which path you chose when you came in?"
'.""The Hermetic Document", the theory of elements turning into entities, dryness plus coldness equals earth, fire equals dryness and heat, superimposed on each other, forming a 'shortcut' to improve the efficiency of magic power transmission."
"Interesting idea." Nicoléme nodded appreciatively, "With his own innovation
New and old things can be used.
The stone slabs at the intersection are composed of chaotic runes, but there is not only one answer.
If you want to enter, you must combine those runes into logical alchemy techniques or potion theories.
If an error occurs, you will be forced to return to the starting point and start over again.
"The method that just teleported me here seems to be space displacement in ancient magic, right?" Wayne asked with interest.
Nicoléme nodded: "Yes, for you, this is indeed ancient magic, but for me and Perenal, it is just right."
He looked at the ceiling, "This house has been transformed by me for hundreds of years. There are many interesting places in it waiting for you to discover. I won't spoil your interest by telling them.
Seeing the two of them chatting about alchemy again, Perenal shook his head helplessly.
She has not been interested in alchemy or potions for hundreds of years, and her only common interests with Nico are opera and art.
"Dumbledore said, you made a lot of interesting gadgets in school, did you bring them over?"
"Well, these are some basic gadgets."
Wayne rummaged through his pocket for a long time and took out the ring he had refined a month ago, which was regarded as his crowning masterpiece.
Nico took the bracelet and rubbed the pattern on it.
"Standard alchemy props, storage circuits, release channels, solidification magic patterns... are very good. I dare say that there are not many people in the whole UK who can do it better than you.
After studying it for a moment, Nico frowned.
"What's wrong?" Perenal asked curiously. She was not interested in alchemy, but she rarely saw Yongke looking embarrassed in the field she was best at.
After all, the name Nicoléme is almost synonymous with alchemy.
"This curse..." Nico said with some uncertainty, "It is..."
Wayne lowered his head shyly and said shyly: "You read that right, it is indeed Li Mie.
Nico's hands trembled.
Paris, Li (Qian Zhaohao) is on fire.
When the two words are combined together, bad memories come to mind.
Perenal was frightened: "Can Li Huo be sealed away?"
"I've used countless spells to suppress it." Wayne scratched his head, "But once it's released, it can't be controlled. It doesn't matter where it gets burned.
Nicolas Flamel looked at him with a complicated expression: "What a genius idea... But Wayne, are you really a Hufflepuff?"
Sixty or seventy years ago, he and Hufflepuff fought against Li Huo. Sixty or seventy years later, Hufflepuff's little badger began to play with Li Huo.
Is this boomerang so powerful?
"Of course, I'm a standard Hufflepuff." Wayne raised his head proudly.
"Pfft!"
Perenal couldn't help but smile and looked at Wayne with a little more fondness.
She originally thought that Wayne would be a boring gourd like Newt, but now she realized that it was her stereotype.
Old people always prefer the youngest, especially the quirky children.
She and Nico don't have children, and now that she sees Wayne, who is cute and has some "naughty ideas", her favorability suddenly rises.
Can all curses be solidified in the magic pattern circuit?
Nicolas Flamel became interested.
You must know that this magic is not an ordinary curse. At the beginning, it can only be cast by several powerful wizards.
It was not until the science of magic continued to advance and was simplified that it became a single magic, but it was still very difficult, let alone making it into a prop.
He was very curious about the techniques used by Wayne.
Nico was in a state of research and could not care less about entertaining guests, but it was not rude to have Perenal chatting with Wayne.
Having received a standard aristocratic education, Wayne also has a good understanding of traditional projects such as opera and drama.
It didn't take long to directly increase the old lady's favorability level.
When Nicolas Flamel came to his senses again, he saw his wife holding Wayne's hand, and the two were chatting animatedly about "King Lear".
The old man looked confused.
Isn't this my guest?