NOVEL NEXT Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts
Chapter 120: Dudley Dursley and the Sorcerer's Stone
When Dudley opened his eyes again, he saw the ceiling of the Delacour family's guest room.
It's strange to say that I have lived in Delacour's house for almost half a month, but I have been sleeping in Newt's magic suitcase. The ceiling of the guest room is a rare sight.
"You're finally awake." A strange and old voice sounded beside the bed, sounding ethereal. "I'm still a little worried that there is something wrong with my mixing. After all, how many years ago was the last time I mixed a potion?" ? Decades? Or more than 100 years..."
"You are too modest, Flamel." This time he thought of Dumbledore's voice that Dudley was familiar with. "In the fields of alchemy and potion preparation, I'm afraid no one can match you before you end your long journey." Gotta fuck you."
Dudley sat up with force and stretched.He felt that he must have slept for a long time. After all, the muscles all over his body were very stiff and the joints made crackling sounds.
"Good morning, Dudley." Under the bright sunshine, Dudley saw Dumbledore's kind face, "How are you? Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"
"Nothing...huh?"
Dudley then realized that it was daytime, but the curtains in the guest room were clearly not drawn.
The bright sunshine shone on the bed he was lying on, but the problem was that he didn't feel any discomfort, and the skin of his bare arms felt the warmth of the sun, but there was no burning sensation like before.
"First of all, let me introduce to you. This is my old friend, Nicoléme." Following Dumbledore's raised hand, Dudley discovered that there was a thin old man with white hair beside the bed. Very pale, but with extremely deep eyes.
"Nicholas Flamel...isn't that-" Dudley immediately reacted. He was the maker of the Philosopher's Stone. Dumbledore had once told him that Nicolas Flamel was being commissioned by Dumbledore to help. Find the cure for the unicorn blood curse.
Combined with his current situation, Dudley immediately understood what happened.
Dudley couldn't hide the joy on his face. He turned around and said respectfully to Nicoléme: "First time meeting, Mr. Nicoléme. And thank you. If I guessed correctly, you were the one who removed the poison from me." Curse it.”
"Flame is the greatest alchemist in the history of the world." Dumbledore said with a smile. "In fact, he has already designed a formula to solve the curse based on the clues you provided, and he has only been waiting for the final materials."
"When you fainted at the Ministry of Magic, I remembered that he happened to live in Paris, and Nagini was already under our control. In this case, it is better to take the opportunity to test the effect of the antidote. In this way, I also There is no need to go back to school and bother Professor Snape."
"You praise me too much, Albus." Nicoléme's voice was old and soft, and it sounded ethereal. "And this child protected my magic stone from being used in bad ways. … It’s only right that I help him in return.”
"Besides, this child's problem has not been completely solved." Nicoléme sighed, and after a moment, he tremblingly picked up a small object and handed it to Dudley. "Keep it well, child, your life will be linked to it from now on."
Dudley felt a cold feeling in his hands. He looked closely and saw that it was a red stone the size of an egg. It was crystal clear and seemed to be flowing with a strange light.
"Is this the Philosopher's Stone?" Dudley was very familiar with the stone in his hand - he had snatched it back after a desperate battle with Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest a few months ago.
Nicoléme nodded slowly: "Although you look like an ordinary person now and can be exposed to the sun normally, this is only temporary. To maintain this state, you still need to take the antidote at intervals."
"It's just that the previous potion made of unicorn blood has been changed to this new potion - it requires the use of magic stones and venom with the power of black magic as materials."
Unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape the fate of being used as a medicine jar, Dudley smiled bitterly in his heart.But even so, Dudley enjoyed the long-lost warm sunshine and felt extremely comfortable in his heart - at least he no longer had to live a life of hiding.
Dumbledore put his broad palm on Dudley's shoulder: "I have already discussed it with Flamel. From now on, you will keep the Philosopher's Stone. Flamel will take the time to teach you how to prepare the potion. The rest of your life I’m afraid I can’t live without the Philosopher’s Stone.”
"Wait, Professor." Dudley found a problem in Dumbledore's words, "Mr. Flamel said that in addition to the Philosopher's Stone, the potion also requires venom with the power of dark magic, which means..."
"Don't worry about this. Nagini will be under our temporary care for a long time. I will arrange for someone to help you obtain venom regularly until there is enough for you to never use up in your lifetime."
Speaking of this, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "Don't worry, we will use a more sound method - I have already heard from Ms. Maxim about your situation of taking snake venom. Of course, if you want to do it yourself If you come, that’s fine if the person agrees.”
"Ahem." Dudley cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment. Although he was somewhat forced to do so at the time, he still felt very bad when he thought of the scene at that time.
Dudley felt the heavy magic stone in his hand. He was not interested in the so-called Midas touch - after all, the pseudo-metal produced by alchemy might not be able to circulate normally.But as for the ability to live forever, I have to admit that it is still very attractive to him.
"Don't think too much. Since we decided to give it to you, we just believe that you won't abuse it." Dumbledore seemed to see what Dudley was thinking. "Judging from this incident, I am even more confident that I will not abuse it." It’s your judgment.”
"And immortality is not such a beautiful thing in the eyes of ordinary people," Dumbledore sighed. "I think that you, who have witnessed the end of Voldemort-Tom Riddle, should understand this truth."
"But as for the fact that you have the Philosopher's Stone, it's best to keep it as secret as possible...the less people know about it, the better." Nicoléme looked at the Philosopher's Stone in Dudley's hand and said with emotion: "Dumbledore and I will try our best to help you block the prying eyes of others, and we will release the news that the Sorcerer's Stone has been handed over to Dumbledore for safekeeping..."
"But there is no airtight wall in the world. One day, you will have to face those greedy people yourself - this is also the price you have to bear for owning the magic stone."
"Okay, let's talk about this topic for now. It won't be helpful to worry about these future problems too early." Dumbledore said relaxedly and happily, "Now, Dudley, just move your body first, and then go out and talk to everyone." Let’s meet – after being unconscious for so long, a certain lady is very worried about you now.”
It's strange to say that I have lived in Delacour's house for almost half a month, but I have been sleeping in Newt's magic suitcase. The ceiling of the guest room is a rare sight.
"You're finally awake." A strange and old voice sounded beside the bed, sounding ethereal. "I'm still a little worried that there is something wrong with my mixing. After all, how many years ago was the last time I mixed a potion?" ? Decades? Or more than 100 years..."
"You are too modest, Flamel." This time he thought of Dumbledore's voice that Dudley was familiar with. "In the fields of alchemy and potion preparation, I'm afraid no one can match you before you end your long journey." Gotta fuck you."
Dudley sat up with force and stretched.He felt that he must have slept for a long time. After all, the muscles all over his body were very stiff and the joints made crackling sounds.
"Good morning, Dudley." Under the bright sunshine, Dudley saw Dumbledore's kind face, "How are you? Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"
"Nothing...huh?"
Dudley then realized that it was daytime, but the curtains in the guest room were clearly not drawn.
The bright sunshine shone on the bed he was lying on, but the problem was that he didn't feel any discomfort, and the skin of his bare arms felt the warmth of the sun, but there was no burning sensation like before.
"First of all, let me introduce to you. This is my old friend, Nicoléme." Following Dumbledore's raised hand, Dudley discovered that there was a thin old man with white hair beside the bed. Very pale, but with extremely deep eyes.
"Nicholas Flamel...isn't that-" Dudley immediately reacted. He was the maker of the Philosopher's Stone. Dumbledore had once told him that Nicolas Flamel was being commissioned by Dumbledore to help. Find the cure for the unicorn blood curse.
Combined with his current situation, Dudley immediately understood what happened.
Dudley couldn't hide the joy on his face. He turned around and said respectfully to Nicoléme: "First time meeting, Mr. Nicoléme. And thank you. If I guessed correctly, you were the one who removed the poison from me." Curse it.”
"Flame is the greatest alchemist in the history of the world." Dumbledore said with a smile. "In fact, he has already designed a formula to solve the curse based on the clues you provided, and he has only been waiting for the final materials."
"When you fainted at the Ministry of Magic, I remembered that he happened to live in Paris, and Nagini was already under our control. In this case, it is better to take the opportunity to test the effect of the antidote. In this way, I also There is no need to go back to school and bother Professor Snape."
"You praise me too much, Albus." Nicoléme's voice was old and soft, and it sounded ethereal. "And this child protected my magic stone from being used in bad ways. … It’s only right that I help him in return.”
"Besides, this child's problem has not been completely solved." Nicoléme sighed, and after a moment, he tremblingly picked up a small object and handed it to Dudley. "Keep it well, child, your life will be linked to it from now on."
Dudley felt a cold feeling in his hands. He looked closely and saw that it was a red stone the size of an egg. It was crystal clear and seemed to be flowing with a strange light.
"Is this the Philosopher's Stone?" Dudley was very familiar with the stone in his hand - he had snatched it back after a desperate battle with Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest a few months ago.
Nicoléme nodded slowly: "Although you look like an ordinary person now and can be exposed to the sun normally, this is only temporary. To maintain this state, you still need to take the antidote at intervals."
"It's just that the previous potion made of unicorn blood has been changed to this new potion - it requires the use of magic stones and venom with the power of black magic as materials."
Unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape the fate of being used as a medicine jar, Dudley smiled bitterly in his heart.But even so, Dudley enjoyed the long-lost warm sunshine and felt extremely comfortable in his heart - at least he no longer had to live a life of hiding.
Dumbledore put his broad palm on Dudley's shoulder: "I have already discussed it with Flamel. From now on, you will keep the Philosopher's Stone. Flamel will take the time to teach you how to prepare the potion. The rest of your life I’m afraid I can’t live without the Philosopher’s Stone.”
"Wait, Professor." Dudley found a problem in Dumbledore's words, "Mr. Flamel said that in addition to the Philosopher's Stone, the potion also requires venom with the power of dark magic, which means..."
"Don't worry about this. Nagini will be under our temporary care for a long time. I will arrange for someone to help you obtain venom regularly until there is enough for you to never use up in your lifetime."
Speaking of this, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "Don't worry, we will use a more sound method - I have already heard from Ms. Maxim about your situation of taking snake venom. Of course, if you want to do it yourself If you come, that’s fine if the person agrees.”
"Ahem." Dudley cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment. Although he was somewhat forced to do so at the time, he still felt very bad when he thought of the scene at that time.
Dudley felt the heavy magic stone in his hand. He was not interested in the so-called Midas touch - after all, the pseudo-metal produced by alchemy might not be able to circulate normally.But as for the ability to live forever, I have to admit that it is still very attractive to him.
"Don't think too much. Since we decided to give it to you, we just believe that you won't abuse it." Dumbledore seemed to see what Dudley was thinking. "Judging from this incident, I am even more confident that I will not abuse it." It’s your judgment.”
"And immortality is not such a beautiful thing in the eyes of ordinary people," Dumbledore sighed. "I think that you, who have witnessed the end of Voldemort-Tom Riddle, should understand this truth."
"But as for the fact that you have the Philosopher's Stone, it's best to keep it as secret as possible...the less people know about it, the better." Nicoléme looked at the Philosopher's Stone in Dudley's hand and said with emotion: "Dumbledore and I will try our best to help you block the prying eyes of others, and we will release the news that the Sorcerer's Stone has been handed over to Dumbledore for safekeeping..."
"But there is no airtight wall in the world. One day, you will have to face those greedy people yourself - this is also the price you have to bear for owning the magic stone."
"Okay, let's talk about this topic for now. It won't be helpful to worry about these future problems too early." Dumbledore said relaxedly and happily, "Now, Dudley, just move your body first, and then go out and talk to everyone." Let’s meet – after being unconscious for so long, a certain lady is very worried about you now.”
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