"Dear Mr. Gunter:"
"Since you probably don't know who I am, I might as well start this letter with a dose of self-acceptance."
"I am Nico Flamel, an alchemist."
"You may be wondering why an alchemist with whom you have never met would suddenly send you some letters. Could it be that a poor and crazy alchemist wants to defraud research funds by relying on some weird alchemical products."
"I think you should have received many similar letters during the time you were born. Please don't blame my colleagues too much. I'm not sure if they all have no choice. But I think those who are desperate may occupy The majority. I hope you won’t have any bad impression of our group because of those minority people.”
"As for why I had such an idea, it was because I had done this kind of thing when I was young. And I was very lucky to receive a grant. This grant was one of the important reasons why I was able to achieve a little bit later. .”
"Perhaps you have guessed something when I say this. The children of the Gunter family are always so smart. No matter what your ideals are, you always have amazing wisdom."
"Just like Jess Gunter, who was still a twelve or thirteen-year-old kid but handed me a large sum of money and continued to give me money to conduct research."
"I'm very grateful to Jess. We have been very good friends throughout our lives. I once thought about extending his life, but he refused. I don't know why, but on the hospital bed, his firm eyes made me laugh. I remember it vividly.”
"It's a pity that I still don't know the reason. This may become one of the few regrets in my life."
"Perhaps you can help me, if you are interested in an ancestor from six hundred years ago and can find relevant records."
"I'm going too far. Please forgive the nagging of an old man, and the idea of not wanting to go to the grave with regrets. I'm old enough that a lot of politeness and etiquette won't be a factor in the way I speak."
"Then back to the topic, the main reason for writing you this letter is that I want to meet you and give you part of the inheritance left by the Gaunt family with me. You must have gained enough, which is shocking enough. legacy. But here is some legacy that belongs to you and is now yours.”
"If I can continue to live, I should continue to preserve it. After all, you have inherited enough inheritance. When your line declines, this little inheritance of mine will be enough for him to live a good life, or Try your best to fight for another turnaround."
"But I've lived too long. I've lived enough."
"So it's better to leave this inheritance to you. Otherwise, after I die, they will disappear with me in the long river of history. Of course, leaving something to this world is also my selfish intention."
"We will discuss the specific matters in detail when you come to me when you are free. Although I want to die, I haven't seen you yet, so I am not in a hurry."
"As for the time and place, I won't write these in the letter. Please forgive me for being an old man who has stayed at home for an unknown length of time and has lost enough concept of time and place."
"But fortunately, Dumbledore can bring you here with him. I happen to have some things to tell him. So asking him to bring you here will prevent an 11-year-old child from crossing the strait by himself, which will make me even more uncomfortable. rest assured."
"Enough has been said, and I have been verbose enough. I look forward to meeting you."
"Nicholas Flamel."
The letter was slapped onto the table with a 'snap' sound.
Luke sat on the chair, supporting his chin with his left hand, and tapping quickly and irregularly on the table with his right hand.
His brows were furrowed, and his face was a little more surprised and uncertain, and a little more at a loss as to what to do.
"Someone knows about the separation of the Gaunt family..."
he muttered. This question that has troubled him since the beginning of time travel seems to have the possibility of an answer. But this did not make him ecstatic. Because the answer itself may not involve any shocking secrets.
But he was still curious about this issue after all.
Of course, but as far as this letter is concerned, the amount of information revealed is quite large.
Whether it was the connection between the unknown generation of ancestors and Nico Flamel, or the inheritance that Nico Flamel said belonged to the Gaunt family. There's also the matter of 'Jace Gunter' rejecting immortality.
These are things worth thinking about and exploring, but they are also things that are not humane.
The embarrassing thing is that there is no one in the Gunter family who can discuss matters with him. He couldn't go to Voldemort to discuss these matters.
Luke figured he would be happy to. But Luke was having none of it.
From this point of view, the best person to discuss with is actually...
Dumbledore? Why is this old guy everywhere? !
Luke sighed with helplessness.
Dumbledore lived for more than a hundred years, and during these more than a hundred years, his network of relationships spread throughout Europe in breadth and depth.
Everyone knows that he has a good relationship with Nico Flamel. But it is surprising that Nico Flamel can also leave his funeral affairs in his hands.
This man's charisma is terrifying.
The fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped. Luke turned the letter over again and read it carefully. Then he stuffed the letter into his pocket and sorted himself out. robe and walked out of his room.
A moment later, Luke appeared at the door of the Potions classroom.
Snape had a dark face and a sneer on his face.
"Mr. Gunter, I thought you were finally going to show your true nature and start skipping school."
Luke had a polite smile on his face: "I would not be a professor who would do such a thing, and..."
The melodious bell rang, which meant that class was about to begin.
"The bell just rang, didn't it?"
Snape's already ugly face became even uglier.
"Then come and sit down quickly." Snape said coldly, "Otherwise, do you really want to miss class?"
Luke didn't answer, but silently found Taylor's position, and then stood next to her.
Snape looked at that sincere and perfect smile, turned around abruptly, and then took a deep breath.
Seeing Snape's chest rising and falling, Ron leaned into Harry's ear in confusion and asked, "Tell me, why is Snape still so angry when Luke is not late?"
Harry moved a little to the side, distanced himself a little, and said, "Probably because Luke is always the first to arrive, and his relationship with Snape has never been very good."
"Butter! Come on Wes! What are you talking about! Disturbing the order of the class, five points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"
For a moment, Harry seemed to hear Malfoy's laughter, Ron's sigh, and Hermione's wailing.
The last one didn't. But the look Hermione looked at the two of them couldn't be said to be kind, but it could also be regarded as vicious.
But he lost his temper. It was already halfway through the school year, and he had become accustomed to this kind of daily life. He was beaten by Snape, regarded as a hero by some classmates, and hated by others.
At first he wanted to figure out the reason, but then he gradually stopped thinking about it.
Because Luke told him that when people get along with each other, both goodwill and malice have their origins, but not all origins are meaningful to explore.
Being nice to you may just mean that you are pretty. Hatred towards you may just be a displeasure at first sight.
Sometimes, when you figure out the so-called origins, you may even laugh. But more than anything, I am still helpless.
Snape's lectures were not dull, but not many people wanted to speak in his class. He doesn't easily click on people who raise their hands to speak.
If you order something, you should politely give points. If he doesn't want to give points, of course he won't order it.
And some people, even if they don't raise their hands, will always be asked questions. There will be no points for correct answers, and a sneer for incorrect answers.
But in this class, whenever Snape wanted to ask Harry a question, he would see a little hesitation in his eyes.
Seriously, Harry hid it well. After so many years of relying on others, hiding emotions is no longer an ability in a sense, but an instinct.
But who was Snape? Apart from anything else, those eyes were too familiar to him.
He could clearly identify the joy, anger and sorrow in those eyes.
Obviously, he should be very happy to see the young man named Potter having such emotions. But for some reason, he didn't feel any happiness or joy today.
Although I don’t have empathy, I don’t want to add fuel to the fire.
"Luke! Tell me the answer to this question!"
So Luke lamented today's question about increasing the quantity without increasing the price. He sighed and immediately stood up and gave his answer.
They've been like this for the past few months. Luke got up and answered the questions correctly. But when it came time to put it into practice, he probably wouldn't have succeeded without Taylor's help.
The bell rang and Luke added another 5 points to Slytherin.
Normally, these 5 points can be obtained with only two to three questions. But today he answered a full 10 questions.
From everyone's perspective, it was probably Luke who made Snape angry. Snape gave Luke eye drops without any disguise today.
Of course, Luke was able to answer every tricky question correctly, which also made them feel happy.
There are still students you can’t deal with!
Luke didn't feel anything at all. Snape's mood and behavior today were very abnormal, but he didn't bother to investigate.
Because he has more important things to do.
When he arrived at the door of the principal's office, Luke himself felt a little emotional.
How many times has he come to the principal's office this semester? Isn't it a bit too much... He has obviously made a conscious decision not to provoke Dumbledore. After all, Luke still knows that words can lead to mistakes.
This makes him seem to be Lao Deng's direct descendant.
But no matter what, it is still necessary to see this side today.
"Lemon Olaf."
Luke said to the gargoyle.
But the gargoyle didn't move.
"The password has been changed?" Luke looked at the stone beast with burning eyes.
The stone beast said nothing.
"Sizzling honey candy?"
Luke spoke again, but the stone beast remained motionless.
Luke rubbed his chin and thought for a moment.
During this period, there was a little smile on the stone beast's face.
"Skull chocolate."
The stone beast showed a helpless expression, and then jumped away from where it was.
"How could you guess that?!"
The stone beast asked with sorrow and anger.
"I just didn't react at the first time. Didn't he finish all the skull chocolate? Isn't this a Halloween special?"
Luke was also puzzled. Dumbledore's office password didn't require much thought. Generally speaking, it was the name of some kind of sweet.
Before, he always had lemon snow candy, but it seems that he has been completely conquered by skull chocolate these days.
"Dumbledore bought the goods in the last few days of sale." The gargoyle complained ruthlessly.
Luke clicked his tongue, shook his head and walked down the stairs to the door of the principal's office. To be honest, he couldn't understand Dumbledore's love for sweets.
But considering that Dumbledore has been alone and widowed for so many years, it is not surprising that he has some spiritual sustenance.
After knocking on the door, Luke heard Dumbledore's "come in" voice.
After opening the door, before he opened his mouth, he saw Dumbledore's expression full of confusion.
"What's your relationship with Nico?"
Luke was stunned for a moment when he said this.
"you do not know?"
Luke asked in great surprise.
Dumbledore looked at Luke and smiled helplessly: "How could I know the secrets of more than six hundred years ago?"
Luke looked at the helplessness on Dumbledore's face and realized that the old man in front of him was really powerful, but he was not invulnerable in the true sense.
He is only over a hundred years old. If Nico had made up his mind to endure it, he might have been able to attend Dumbledore's funeral.
They might be best friends, and that's because Nico's best friends before him were all dead, maybe even five or six hundred years ago.
"The Evil God"
Such a secret was related to the secrets of the Gaunt family branch, so it was normal for Nico not to tell Dumbledore.
And when Dumbledore asked the question now, he probably believed that this matter would not have much impact on the current situation. And he was indeed curious.
Nico lived to this age and spoke very casually in his letters to Luke. Dumbledore had nothing to fear when facing Luke.
To Luke, the two of them were no different.
The difference is only about a hundred years and about six hundred years.
"An ancestor in the family gave Mr. Flamel some help. When he heard that I was born, he wrote to tell me so that I could be prepared."
"He said he had no idea about time and place. I don't know how he knew I was born, but I think he must have the information I want to know."
Luke blinked: "When can we go there?"
Luke didn't tell the whole story, but he didn't hide it either. The frank attitude made the principals on the wall look at the child with special regard.
The most embarrassing thing is the principal of the Gunter family on the wall. The people in these paintings have asked him many times, overtly and covertly. But he really doesn’t know about this!
At the time when he was alive, he didn't even know that the Gaunt family had separate families.
"Summer vacation." Dumbledore told Luke the time without hesitation, "Nick and I had made an appointment to meet during the summer vacation. And Nick should also have requirements for you. You can prepare in advance."
His words clearly showed that he had guessed something. Luke nodded too.
Dumbledore looked at Luke, as if he suddenly thought of something interesting.
"I suddenly feel that you may be very busy next summer vacation."
Luke opened his mouth, but no words of retort came out.
"Come to think of it, that's it."
