Chapter 129 Tom, Your Nagini Is Very Good, But Now She Is Mine!

Chapter 129 Tom, Your Nagini Is Very Good, But Now She Is Mine!

The letter was from Nicole Flamel. It looks very thick.

But Blake felt a tinge of excitement in his heart.

Because he knows. His plan has progressed again.

Blake put away the letters and the notebook Quirrell had given him. Started rushing to the Room of Requirement.

Before, Blake asked the young girl to leave a tail feather for Nicole Flamel.

When a letter needs to be delivered. Nicole Flamel can directly use the tail feather to summon the young girl.

In this case. Even if Nicole Flamel changes eight residences a day.

The young girl can also instantly teleport to the location of Nicole Flamel. And because of Phoenix's apparition ability. The speed of sending letters has also been greatly enhanced.

After returning to the Room of Requirement. Blake opened the letter.

The contents of the letter are many. It is divided into two parts.

First part first. Just admiring Blake's whimsical idea of ​​the flying sword. And pointed out the small flaws in it.

Finally, it also gives its own improvement suggestions. After the part about the flying sword is finished.

Nicole Flamel began to focus on the blueprint of the Poké Ball.

He described his entire calculation process.

It even comes with him and his wife.

Completed half of the blueprints.

The end of the letter.

Nicole Flamel's tone was full of regret.

"We've come close to success numerous times."

"But in the end, it's always a failure.

"We tried many times."

"No questions about data and variables."

"Although this idea is very good."

"But I have to tell you with regret."

"Together with my wife, I couldn't perfect this blueprint...  

"This blueprint can only be regarded as an excellent, excellent idea.

"Full of imagination..."

"But it's the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror."

"You can see it, but you can't touch it."

"In fact, we can't create such an alchemy crossing.

"Or... with our alchemy level, we can't reach that level."

When Blake saw this.

Can't help but sigh.

This is Nico Flamel throwing in the towel and giving up.

They think this blueprint is just a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water.

B...

Of course, this blueprint is not the moon in the mirror.

Because the complete blueprint is in his hands.

It's just because my alchemy level is still a little bit worse.

That's why Blake decided not to waste materials to make Poke Balls manually for the time being.

but....….…

This is indeed the blueprint for opening the Supreme Treasure Chest.

Even if the level of alchemy is as high as Nicole May.

It is also impossible to rely on the initial sketch to make a successful deduction.

"Monsieur Flamel, it's too early to give up now.

Blake smirked.

Drag out a piece of parchment again.

Write and draw on it.

This time it is still the blueprint of the Poké Ball.

But he still didn't give it all.

Only 563 is better than the blueprint sent to Nicole Flamel last time.

To add a little more content.

But Blake knew.

Just this little bit of content.

Enough to drive Nicole Flamel and his wife crazy about it all over again!

After Blake redraws an incomplete blueprint.

Wrote a reply letter again.

"Mr. Flamel, I have received your letter."

"As for the part about the flying sword, your suggestion has really benefited me a lot."

"But about the Fantastic Beasts collection device."

"I have some new ideas after I racked my brain."

"On the basis of the original blueprint, I added a little bit... After that, it can no longer be advanced.

"Could you help me see this addition I made?"

"I would like to know if such an idea can be realized."

After Blake finished writing the letter.

I stuffed the letter and the new blueprint into the envelope.

Ask the young girl to send it directly to Nicole Flamel and his wife.

The young girl lazily picked up the envelope.

The faint blue flame flickered.

Just disappeared in place.

Blake chuckled.

he knows.

Once this letter is sent.

Then Nicole Flamel didn't want to die so soon.

As Blake thought about it, he picked up the blueprint that Nicolas May had sent.

Although it was only half completed, it failed in the end.

But the knowledge that comes with this blueprint.

It can still increase Blake's alchemy experience.

Sure enough, when Blake put down the blueprint with a look of admiration on his face.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching the intermediate level of mastery of alchemy."

"Ding! May I ask if the host has been upgraded?"

"upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have reached the intermediate alchemy mastery!"

Blake closed his eyes.

After a while, he looked at the blueprint in his hand.

At this time, on the blueprint, the part that was still somewhat difficult to understand just now suddenly became clear.

Because of Blake now.

After reaching intermediate alchemy proficiency.

In terms of alchemy.

He is equivalent to reaching the level of a master!

Now if he went to refine the Poké Ball manually.

The probability of getting a high-quality Poké Ball will be greatly increased!

Satisfied, Blake received the blueprint sent by Nicole Flamel.

Then he took out the notes that Professor Quirrell had given him.

Before he gave this notebook to himself.

But as I said, there is something about Lu Wang in it.

Blake opened the travel journal and read it.

...... I used a very useful spell when dealing with that vampire.

"Although this spell is very useful, it cannot be used lightly, because those who fall into it will die immediately!"

"Its incantation is Avada Kedavra. The syllable pauses and gestures are as follows...."

Blake laughed.

Quirrell said it was a travelogue he wrote when he was traveling.

 …

According to Blake. Maybe the travelogue is real. But those black magics must have been added by him now! And they were added extremely bluntly!

The corners of Blake's mouth turned up slightly. Then flip back over again.

he wants to know. In addition to the death curse, this guy also wants to teach himself some black magic.

"...On May 18th, I was walking through the edge of the Albanian forest. I came across a big snake."

"This big snake is actually immune to most of my spells!"

"When I was about to die in Shekou, I remembered a spell."

"Don't try this spell lightly, you need to fully meet all the conditions below before you can try it!"

"This spell is called Fierce Fire Curse, and the detailed method is as follows..."

Blake's eyes didn't rest on the method of practicing Fiendfyer.

Instead, focus on the first sentence.

"Big snakes that are immune to most spells? Albanian forests?"

Blake laughed, "It's not Nagini, is it?"

Although the blood curse orcs are miserable

But the big snake it incarnate is really fierce!

And Blake has never been immune to ferocious magical animals!

Blake had a happy smile on his face.

"Tom, your Najidu is fine. But...now she's mine!"

"I have to find a way to go to Albania..."

Blake thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

"There is a way!"

So, he tore another piece of parchment and began to write vigorously.

"Ah..." Nicole Flamel sighed softly.

"Are you worried about that kid being disappointed?" Perenal said softly.

"Yeah.....such a genius idea."

"If only it could come true..."

Nicole Flamel said regretfully.

Really sorry.

They are actually only one variable away from success.

This variable is like a void.

The hollow beneath a tower of blocks that has been stacked with great difficulty.

Because of the existence of this void.

Judging from the design drawing.

Although this tower made of building blocks is very beautiful.

But because of that void there is no way to fill it.

So it is impossible to build it successfully.

It can only be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water...

Suddenly, a faint blue light flashed.

The young girl appeared in front of the two old men.

She handed over the letter she was holding in her mouth.

Nicole Flamel sighed.

He took the letter.

At this moment, he could already imagine how disappointed Blake was.

Perenal understood what her husband was thinking.

So he didn't make a sound, but silently took out a small bucket of cod to entertain this beautiful phoenix.

Nicole Flamel opened the envelope.

Then I found two sheets of paper inside.

One is a letter, while the other appears to be a blueprint.

Nicole Flamel's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly opened the letter and read it.

After a while.

He put down the letter and hastily opened the blueprint.

After a while.....

Ah! It's still like this!"

"Yes! Why didn't I think of it?"

Nicole Flamel exclaimed.

"What's wrong with you?" Perenal couldn't help asking.

"That kid...he thought of the part we didn't think of..."

"Our thinking is too rigid!"

Nicole Flamel excitedly handed the blueprint to his wife.

Perenal took it over and looked at it for a while.

There was a look of surprise on his face.

"If it looks like this, it can be done!"

"That variable..."

"We started off thinking about how to shrink Fantastic Beasts."

"We only consider variables in this area! Lead to excess energy overflow! Finally fail!"

"But Blake.....that kid, he thought about adding a new feature to disperse the excess energy!"

"Let me see... this new feature seems to be..."

Nicole Flamel laughed: "It's the sleep function, dear.

"Yes, we should have thought of it earlier."

"Also, this feature is definitely not useless.

"On the contrary, this is a very important function!"

"Take magical animals in, they're still awake.

"If you can't let them fall asleep temporarily."

"Then they won't be able to stand the boredom in this storage device!"

Perenal was also excited.

Just added a very useful feature.

Then this tower made of building blocks, the hole at the bottom was filled!

This is simply a genius idea!

Nicole Flamel happily took the blueprint.

"Then...we can..."

"Wait a minute, Nico."

"I suggest that we should rest for a few days first.

"Raise your spirits, how about we start again?"

"I know you're anxious, but...

...we're all quite young. "

"If we go on like this, the elixirs we left behind won't be enough.

Perenal said.

Nicole Flamel had a struggling look on his face.

Seeing a fun alchemy blueprint in front of you.

But you can't start research right away.

That feeling is like...

In front of a chained, hungry cat.

Playing around with a fresh fish...

That's called a scratching heart!

"Oh...well...well...well..."

Nicole Flamel said sadly.

"Then let me write a letter to that child."

At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose in Nicolas' heart.

He hadn't felt that feeling for a long time.

Well, that's a feeling of wanting to live on...

Because he found that there seemed to be something unfinished.

perhaps..…………

I should have waited until that kid Blake was fully developed.

To meet death again?

I believe that with my own help, that child can avoid many detours.

I was like this at the beginning.

Back then, because he was invincible in alchemy, this also made it difficult for him to advance in alchemy.

Therefore, he later progressed again in order to make his almost stalled alchemy.

I don't know how much I have suffered and how many detours I have taken. Because no one can teach him anymore...

He didn't want a genius like Blake to be the same as he was.

Wasting no more time on the detours he took.

Blake put Quirrell's notes down.

Because he received several golden treasure chests one after another.

If the guess is right.

That was the sentiment from Nicole Flamel and his wife.

Blake set his sights on the treasure chest in the system space.

"Â..."

With Blake's operation.

In the system space, a fifth diamond treasure chest appeared.

Two more, keep up the good work,

Blake walks out of the Room of Requirement.

Then stand at the window in the hallway.

Quietly looking at the sky outside.

After a while, a huge owl landed on the railing.

The horned owl answered the call.

It looked at Blake with the haughty face it always had.

Blake was used to this. He handed it a letter.

"Go ahead and give it to Mr. Newt Scamander," Blake said softly.

Christmas holiday. Can he go to Albania. It fell to Newt.

France.

A remote ranch.

A very dignified looking old lady. He was hugging a cat, sitting quietly on a deck chair at the door of the house, basking in the sun.

Her eyes turned to the mountains in the distance. Eyes full of nostalgia...

Suddenly, her unreading eyes disappeared. Instead. It's the sharpness that shouldn't be there at this age.

"What are you doing here?" said the old woman coldly.

Behind the old woman's reclining chair. The shadow of the cabin. A black shadow came out slowly.

"He has moved."

The voice was also very old.

After the old woman heard this seemingly ordinary sentence. His eyes suddenly lit up. "What you said is true?"

"Yes! Absolutely true! He used the power of his family!"

The figure said in a hoarse voice.

But the old woman heard the joy in his voice. Of course, how could she not be pleased with her own voice?

"He hasn't moved for so many years. I thought he was dead... Do you know what he's doing with all these powers?"

The figure obviously hesitated.

"He seems to be... searching for some material, some library..."

"Then………………

"And then?" The old woman asked impatiently when she saw him pause.

The figure went on to say:

"Then he gave all these things to a boy...

"The news came to me from the house-elves."

"They were ecstatic. . . . without any secrecy."

The old woman stood up.

"Boy? What boy?"

The figure suddenly took out a photo from his pocket.

"Just look at this and you'll understand."

The old woman took the picture.

Just looking at it for a while, my eyes widened immediately.

"This... this boy looks a lot like him!"

"Yes...this is also the most puzzling part for me..." The figure hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The house elves told me. This is the son of their old master... .

The sharp gaze of the old woman seemed to pierce the figure.

"House-elves don't usually lie about things like this...that is, is it true?"

"But...he is so old...how could he have such a young son?"

The figure took a step forward, "Vita..."

"Call me Rothschild!" said the old woman angrily.

"Okay... Rothschild..."

"It's not just you and me, I mean, us! We are all full of doubts about this boy..." Everyone agrees that it is most appropriate for you to ask him...."

Vita Rohir was silent for a long time.

"I'll be there.".