Will quickly recounted Nicolas Flamel: “Nicolas Flamel, a legendary alchemist born in the 14th century, has lived to the present day.”
“He is immensely talented, possessing world-class Alchemy. He graduated from Beauxbatons and is also a special Professor at Beauxbatons. He is a good friend of Professor Dumbledore, and together they have made many great contributions to Alchemy. Some say he is the greatest alchemist in history because he created the Philosopher’s Stone.”
Disbelief appeared on the faces of several young wizards, and they couldn’t help asking aloud.
“Good god, the 14th century, how is that possible?”
“Is he immortal?”
“What is the Philosopher’s Stone?”
Everyone spoke over one another, unable to conceal their shock.
“Your questions can all be answered by the Philosopher’s Stone. The Philosopher’s Stone is a magical substance with astonishing capabilities; ancient Alchemy involves the crafting of the Philosopher’s Stone, which is a magical substance with astonishing capabilities. The Philosopher’s Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create the Elixir of Life, causing those who drink this potion to never die.”
“For many centuries, there have been many reports about the Philosopher’s Stone, but currently the only remaining Philosopher’s Stone belongs to Nicolas Flamel; these matters are all recorded in ‘Masterpieces of Ancient Alchemy’.”
But Will knew that one had to continuously drink the Elixir of Life to obtain the effect of immortality; if they stopped taking the Elixir of Life, they would eventually die afterwards.
However, when that book was written, both Nicolas Flamel and his wife were living quite well, which led the vast majority of the wizarding world to believe that drinking the Elixir of Life would grant eternal life forever.
“Goodness, a single stone can turn into gold!” Ron’s tone carried envy.
“And it can also grant you immortality,” Harry added.
“No wonder Snape wants to…” Ron was halfway through when he suddenly realized he had spoken out of turn and clapped a hand over his mouth. New chapters come out on g.com first.
“What about Snape?” Sylvia glanced at Ron.
“He… Ah, nothing, he confiscated my book.” Harry was just about to explain when he suddenly felt a nudge in his back from Ron.
Neville and Hermione cast their gazes toward Ron and Harry, only to see Ron making faces and winking at the two of them.
The small actions of several people fell completely into Will’s eyes, but he didn’t care at all.
Instead, he pulled Sylvia: “If you guys have nothing else, we’ll leave first. Let’s go, Sylvia, aren’t you hungry? If we’re late, there won’t be any dinner left.”
Sylvia was just about to say she was already full when her arm was suddenly pressed by Will.
She immediately reacted and changed her tune: “That’s right, I’m starving. Let’s hurry up and go, Will.”
As the two of them left, Harry asked Ron in puzzlement: “Why didn’t you let me tell Will? Ron, he’s different from the other Slytherins, and if it weren’t for Will, we wouldn’t even know who Nicolas Flamel is, let alone that Snape’s target is the Philosopher’s Stone.”
“Harry, they are Slytherins after all. If they knew Snape is going to steal the Philosopher’s Stone, they might end up being discovered by Snape! Good god, think about it carefully, think about what Snape said in class the other day: ‘Oh, Pot—ter! Weasley, if you two mock a Professor in class again, I’ll let you taste Veritaserum.’ What if he feeds Veritaserum to Behrens and that Lestrange?”
This time, several people felt that Ron made sense.
Only Hermione frowned, feeling that Will’s reaction just now wasn’t quite right.
The two of them had a smoky smell on them, and Sylvia had mentioned that she and Will sometimes went on dates by the lake to grill fish.
On the other side, Sylvia tugged at Will’s clothes: “Why wouldn’t you let me ask him? Weasley’s reaction was so strange.”
“They don’t want us to know, why make ourselves unwelcome? Besides, I’m not interested in other people’s secrets.”
Sylvia firmly believed Will’s explanation.
He wasn’t someone enthusiastic about other people’s private matters; in fact, she had already discovered that Will was a person who quite detested trouble, and his favorite thing was reading leisurely.
“Do you want to sit in the Room of Requirement? I had the Room of Requirement conjure a very comfortable reading room.”
“Of course!” Sylvia walked smilingly ahead of Will, completely unaware of the change in Will’s expression.
Why didn’t Will want to know their “secrets”?
Naturally, he had his own considerations.
In this matter of nurturing The Savior, which Dumbledore constantly monitored, should he know too much?
Should he get too involved?
He was already noticed by Dumbledore; if he were to further entangle himself deeply with The Savior cultivation plan, it wouldn’t do him any good.
With the existence of the experience panel, what Will needed was development time, rather than meddling in a bunch of completely unprofitable matters…