Chapter 111

I nodded my head. Having learned from Nicolas Flamel, the premiere master of alchemy for the past six hundred years, I could safely say that no one else understood alchemy like he did. Most hardly even understood it at all.

"You are one of the few alchemists in this world now. We are a small, selective group. Very few ever make it to the point where they can call themselves true alchemists, and only one currently holds the title of master."

It sounded incredibly arrogant of him to say that, but I knew he wasn't actually being arrogant and just stating facts. The truth was Nicolas Flamel was the only Master Alchemist in the world. No one else had accomplished as much, seen as much, experienced as much and learned as much within the field of alchemy as Flamel had.

That was the reason I held his praise in such high regard.

"I believe that you have what it takes to become the second person to bear the title 'Master of Alchemy', Harry." It had been the first time I've ever heard my teacher use my name. For a moment, I was actually stunned. "Keep working hard, create more circles, and you may begin to understand the true heights that alchemy can take you. Remember this, apprentice, you have only attained mastery when you can do transmutation without the need to use a transmutation circle."

Which basically meant that until I understood how deconstructing and reconstructing worked with each element, principle and all of the elemental and principle combinations as well as how to direct the flow of my own magic to accomplish those tasks so well I no longer needed the circle (or as Flamel called them, training wheels) to do my transmutations, I would not be considered a master.

"I understand."

It looked like I truly had a long road ahead of me before I could be considered a master in alchemy. Most people would probably discouraged by this news. I know there are a lot of people who dislike anything that requires you to put a serious amount of effort into something. Most magical beings are like that.

I was not. The challenge presented to me here was one that got my blood pumping. It excited me in ways few things could. Just thinking of the long and difficult challenge that lay before me as I made my way to becoming the second person to ever lay claim to the title of 'Master Alchemist' would be enough to inspire me for years to come and force me to push myself to new heights.

My own thoughts were interrupted by the amused voice of my master.

"If you psyche yourself up any further, you may explode."

Coming back to reality, I shook my head and chided myself on getting so focused on my own thoughts. It was a bit of a problem I've always had and something I really should work on fixing.

But that was for another time.

I showed my appreciation to the man who had trained me over the summer by giving him a bow.

"Thank you again for agreeing to take me on as your apprentice."

"It was no problem, no problem." Master Flamel waved my thanks off with a smile. "You were a delight to teach. Not many people are so focused and dedicated to learning, especially at your age. You young people are always more interested in getting things done now, then taking the time to learn things properly. It was refreshing to meet someone like you for change."

I didn't let his comments on my age bother me this time. Well, not much at any rate. I was simply too happy to truly get upset by his words.

"Now, you had best be off, Mister Potter. Your apprenticeship has come to an end, and there is nothing left for you to learn here."

I nodded. It was time for me to leave. Giving one last bow, I turned around and made my way out of the alchemy lab.

As I made my way to the Entrance Hall where I would use the portkey given to me to apparate back home, I allowed my thoughts to wander. Summer was coming to an end. There was one more week left before school started. I could not help but feel like this had been a long time in coming. This summer had felt extraordinarily long for just three months.

This may have had something to do with the fact that I had been using a time turner to travel back in time thereby extending the length of summer by about half, meaning I had spent more along the lines of four and a half months instead of the typical three. But that was a type of semantics I had no desire to gt into.

Time travel was an utterly baffling concept. One that I would not be even thinking about until I was well into my magical career.

"'arry?"

I stopped midstep at the sound of that voice; that beautiful, lilting accent. I recall Perennelle once telling me why she still spoke in an accent even though she could easily get rid of it the day after I rescued Selene. I could now say with one hundred percent honesty that I understood why Nicolas Flamel loved it so much.

Her accent really was sexy.

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