Chapter 69: The Stunning Veela

"Alvin! Your idea is a direction I've never thought about."

Nicolas Flamel was very excited at the moment.

Alvin's operation amazed him. He didn't expect that dream magic would be used by him in alchemy.

This is a method no one has thought of.

And the effect is surprisingly good.

Even Nicolas Flamel's home appliance alchemy may seem spiritual, but it's like a set program.

Like this air conditioner made by Nico, Nico added a cooling magic pattern during refining and also used magic to make some spirits. This air conditioner will always be like this, he can only follow the set functions and creators. The will to work and communicate.

And Alvin's method brings an infinite possibility.

They can learn and evolve.

Seeing the 600-year-old man so excited, Alvin was afraid he couldn't catch his breath.

Hastily motioned Nicolas Flamel not to be so excited, we can speak slowly.

For half a day, Alvin was talking to Nicolas Flamel about the process of refining Minions and some of the problems he encountered.

And Nicolas Flamel listened to Alvin's narration, nodded from time to time, and when Alvin said the problems he encountered, he also gave his advice and insights accurately.

The old and the young discussed in this Living Room until the evening, until the house-elves came to inform them that the dinner was ready.

Alvin and Nico stopped communicating with a sigh of relief.

Nicolas Flamel deserves to be a person who stands at the pinnacle of alchemy. Alvin has achieved a lot this afternoon, which is completely more effective than reading books alone for a whole month.

And Nicolas Flamel is also the same, Alvin's alchemical thinking with Muggle programming thinking is undoubtedly novel to him, who has always lived in the wizarding world.

This also broadened his mind and gave him the urge to retreat and experiment.

Naturally, the relationship between the two of them also became excellent this afternoon and became a year-long friendship.

At the dinner, Alvin also met Nicolas's wife, Perenelle Flamel.

As soon as the old lady saw Alvin, she liked it very much, and kept asking if Alvin had a girlfriend, and if he did, would he mind having more girlfriends.

Made Alvin blush.

I'm just a kid with two girlfriends.

For the next period, Alvin lived in Nico's castle.

These days, Nico has regarded Alvin as his close disciple, all the books in the house are open to him and even taught Alvin how to refine the magic stone.

He believed that Alvin's talent in alchemy far surpassed himself, and even deliberately made Alvin his heir.

Nicolas Flamel is an old antique that has lived for more than 600 years. His family's collection of books can be described as rich and unusual, far exceeding that of all pure-blood families.

There are also many alchemy books and magic books here that are not available at Hogwarts.

Alvin feels like a fish in water, soaking in the library every day, absorbing knowledge crazily.

From time to time, he can also ask Nico about some of the problems he encounters himself.

Even three meals a day and daily life are taken care of by the elves in the castle.

In a short period, Alvin's magic level and alchemy level have made great progress, and Nicolas Flamel also sighed repeatedly.

"What a little monster."

Alvin's daily life is very fulfilling, but this also makes Perenelle some complaints.

What kind of thing is such a cute child spending every day in the library and laboratory, and she even quarreled with Nico.

Nicolas Flamel jokingly complained about Alvin when he was experimenting with Alvin.

Seeing the old lady caring about him so much, Alvin was very moved, but he was also a little dumbfounded.

He was an orphan in two lives, but he felt the long-lost family love here, which made Alvin quite enjoy.

It's August.

Alvin, as usual, was sitting in the library watching a "Synopsis of Medieval Dark Magic".

The house elf Sean suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Master Alvin, Madam has asked you to come to the Assembly Hall."

Sean respectfully said to Alvin, his tone a little more affectionate than before.

After this period, Sean also knew that Alvin was Nico's heir, in other words, his young master.

Therefore, the tone was more polite than before and more affectionate.

"What did Mrs. Flamel say?"

"There are some guests from Beauxbatons, the lady would like you to meet."

After Alvin heard it, he was a little puzzled, what does Beauxbatons have to do with him?

As one of the three magic schools in Europe, Beauxbatons is located in France. The Nico family is also a shareholder of the school. Their people come to visit here. Alvin is not surprised, but why ask him to go there?

But since the old lady called him, and he just got tired of reading books, he just went and had a look.

Alvin followed Sean to the living room, and before he entered, he heard hearty laughter constantly coming.

Walking into the hall, Alvin saw a woman sitting next to Perenelle in the middle.

This woman is so tall that Alvin estimates that she is almost three meters tall.

However, although this woman is tall, she has a graceful temperament and a very elegant manner. She is chatting with Perenelle with a smile.

Sitting at her start were a group of young witches, dressed in uniform blue uniforms, with hats on their heads and veils on their faces.

Although he can't see his face clearly, she has a graceful figure, and his appearance is not too bad.

Seeing Alvin walk in, Perenelle immediately waved to him with a smile and motioned to her side.

Alvin walked to her side a few steps and said hello.

Perenelle grabbed Erwin's hand and introduced him to the woman opposite.

"Maxime, this is Alvin, he is a little genius that even Niko praises."

"Alvin, this Madame Olympe Maxime, is the current Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic."

Alvin guessed her identity long ago, but he didn't show it and gave a gentleman's salute.

"Hello, Madame Maxime."

Madam Maxime looked Alvin up and down, and she also praised secretly in her heart, how could there be such a handsome little wizard? She nodded with satisfaction.

"Are you interested in transferring to my Beauxbatons? You can choose any of the little witches in our school besides Delacour."

Alvin was dumbfounded, why didn't this person play cards according to the routine, poach people when he came up and gave such attractive... ahem, unhealthy conditions.

"Humph!!"

At this moment, a crisp cold hum sounded.

Alvin turned his head to look over, and a girl stood up. This was the best figure in the group of little witches, and her whole body exuded a different kind of charm.

When the girl saw Alvin's look, she didn't show any weakness and glared at Alvin. Immediately, she took off his hat and veil, revealing a stunning face.

The girl has a pair of big eyes like emeralds, and facial features as perfect and delicate as Venus are engraved on her white pretty face.

As the hat was taken off, a waterfall of silver hair fell naturally, and there were some sparkles under the light of the candlelight.

The girl raised her chin proudly, looked at Alvin, and spoke in English with a French accent.

"I am Fleur Delacour."