Chapter 403: The Book of Abraham

Needless to say, that stone must have been Flamel's Philosopher's Stone.

But Ivan was now very interested in the huge ancient book he mentioned. A book left by the most powerful ancient sorcerer, prophet, sacrificer, master astrologer, and saintly sage

Abraham was something beyond imagination.

Ivan had previously speculated about the source of the Alchemy that Flamel had mastered.

But he never thought the truth of the matter would be so legendary. At this very moment, he discovered that his imagination was very weak.

Besides shock, Ivan could find no other words to describe his emotions at this moment.

Even when he first saw the unknown evil god, he was not that surprised.

He hadn't expected that what Flamel had come up with was "The Book of Abraham"!!!!

This magical book, which recorded the most profound knowledge of alchemy, was even more valuable than all the legendary magical objects Ivan had known so far.

"I knew immediately that the magical book I obtained was the one mentioned by the man in my dream!" Flamel said slowly. "The Muggle who gave it to me didn't know its value at all. He told me he found the book in an abandoned ruin, but he couldn't understand a word of its contents."

Flamel said he was tired, and stopped to rest for a while.

"It was a large old book, not of paper or sheepskin like other books, but of delicate, smooth bark. The cover was tightly wrapped in brass, engraved with strange words or symbols." Flamel looked at Ivan, who was holding his breath and listening intently. "The words were not in English, Latin, French or other languages that Muggles might recognize, but I recognized them at a glance. They were ancient magical words that only the most knowledgeable wizards can read."

As Ivan tried to think of Abraham's book, Flamel didn't stop, and continued speaking in his old voice.

"It took me forty years to completely decipher the meaning of every ancient magical inscription on the cover." Flamel's voice suddenly lowered. "I'm sorry, my child! I can't say them. Unlike the ancient magic words we usually know, the words on the cover are magic. They are a powerful spell. Even without magic, they can be activated by the power of language..."

Flamel's intermittent voice was like a whisper, and although Ivan was very close, it was difficult for him to hear what he said next. He had to move forward a little.

Now, in the empty corridor, he could hear only an imperceptible voice.

Only Flamel's lips seemed to move, and not even the finest dust could be disturbed. A strange, indescribable sense of mystery rose in the depths of Ivan's inner self.

He felt an unprecedented depression, and discovered that his hair was standing up. This unusual uneasiness and fear grew stronger and stronger.

"My dear child, just know that whoever receives the book can no longer let go of it from his hands. No one can ignore this book, because it can stimulate the greatest ambition and desire in people's minds." With a long sigh, Flamel's voice gradually returned to normal. "What followed was very simple. With the help of that book, I refined the Philosopher's Stone I obtained from Muggles. From then on, I acquired unimaginable wealth and eternal life."

Although Flamel did not describe the specific process of refining the Philosopher's Stone, Ivan could imagine the hardships he endured.

It took him 40 years to decipher the ancient magic on the cover. The content of the book was definitely more complicated and difficult to understand.

He could imagine Flamel sitting alone at his desk, day and night, going through the book word by word to confirm the instructions he understood, and this process took six hundred years!

"As I said before, the magic book is very thick. The pages inside are divided into three groups. There is no text on the first pages of each group. Instead, there is a strange pattern." Flamel said, "It took me more than six hundred years to decipher it and acquire unimaginable alchemical knowledge from it, but so far, I can only understand what is recorded on the first set of pages."

Ivan looked at Flamel, and the old magician's shining face could not hide his feeling of failure.

He didn't know why Flamel had that look on his face. In his opinion, it was already a great achievement to learn one-third of the contents of a legendary book of magic like "The Book of Abraham".

What's more, Flamel still had time. If he did not destroy the Philosopher's Stone, and with the help of the Elixir of Life, he would sooner or later understand the knowledge recorded in the entire book.

"No, with deepening research, I finally discovered that my starting point, the most basic part of all the theories, had failed, and there was no point in persisting any longer." Apparently knowing what Ivan was thinking, Flamel shook his head and said, "I chose to use that Philosopher's Stone to gain wealth and immortality, to acquire things that serve no purpose, and therefore gave up the opportunity to gain further knowledge. Perhaps death is the only thing truly mine..."

Flamel closed his eyes and did not continue speaking.

But things in Ivan's mind were becoming clearer and clearer, and all his doubts seemed to gather and fade away.

Flamel must have learned something from the "Book of Abraham," so he said that death was only the beginning of another great adventure.

But what did he mean by "opportunity"?!

Flamel didn't seem to have any intention of explaining further to Ivan. It seemed that if he wanted to understand the ins and outs of this matter, he could only read "The Book of Abraham" himself.

However, when he thought that Flamel spent over six hundred years to decipher one-third of the book, Ivan felt a great headache.

He did not want his future destiny to be spent in front of a table.

"As I just said, I'm ready to embrace death, but I can't be sure of one thing, so I've stockpiled a lot of Elixir of Life." Flamel looked into Ivan's eyes and said seriously, "You should have guessed that. What I can't be sure of is the inheritance of the book. I can't let them bury it after my departure."

Ivan felt his heart pounding so hard, and his breathing couldn't help but be heavy.

In fact, he had this kind of feeling before, that Flamel might give him "The Book of Abraham".

But when he was about to hear the news, he couldn't help but get excited.

Before today, even in his dreams, he had no idea that he would get the legendary magical object "The Book of Abraham" on his trip to France.

Maybe Dumbledore knew about it, and that's why he took him to France, to Beauxbatons, to meet Nicolas Flamel....