For the next few days, Aaron was based in Paris.
He found a temporary apartment near Nico Flamel's mansion, and on the one hand he concentrated on studying alchemy - which is why he wanted to find a mansion near Flamel's house, so that he would be able to deal with problems when he encountered them. Flamel can be consulted at any time.
The origin of alchemy has not been verified. It once flourished in Egypt and then spread to the entire magical world.
During the Middle Ages, alchemy had two major centers, namely Baghdad, the capital of the Arab Empire, and Constantinople in Eastern Rome. At that time, Western Europe basically relied on translating Arabic research results to develop alchemy.
Later, Nico Flamel returned from studying in Constantinople. As the most famous alchemist in Europe, he once caused a craze in the study of alchemy. Beauxbatons, Flamel's alma mater, was able to achieve its current results in the education and research of alchemy precisely because of his support.
After these days of study and study, Aaron's level in alchemy has improved by leaps and bounds. In the process, Aaron discovered a gratifying fact.
Alchemy is a magic that manipulates the changes in the essence of matter, while transfiguration is the transformation of objects without changing their essence. The combination of these two magics can complement each other.
For example, by using alchemy, you can preserve the transformation effect of an item for a long time; and by using transformation, you can also greatly expand the boundaries of alchemy, making many incredible things possible.
This surprised Nicolés Flamel. The old man has lived for more than six hundred years, what has he not seen before?
Hey, I've never seen this before.
When Aaron showed the drawings of his simple design to Flamel, Flamel was stunned.
"What's this?"
Aaron's drawing is a huge alchemy doll fifty feet tall. The basic model is built with transfiguration, and countless spells are applied to it.
Aaron pondered for a moment: "In the far east, some people call it Gundam..."
On the other hand, Aaron is also using fragments of the Philosopher's Stone to improve his magical abilities.
As the highest achievement in the field of alchemy, the magic stone can refine the elixir of life and turn stone into gold. Even after it was destroyed into pieces, it still had magical power.
The simplest thing is that it can improve the efficiency of wizards learning magic.
Of course, Aaron couldn't let go of such a magical experience. He used the fragments of the magic stone to quickly determine what magic he wanted to learn -
Fantasy!
…
A few days after Aaron left, inside Hogwarts Castle...
Madam Pomfrey was finally willing to release Ron from the hospital, for which he was extremely grateful. Being in bed next to Malfoy was not a good experience, and he would never want to experience it a second time if he could help it.
"I'm going to find Harry. We'll come over to see you tonight."
Ron said to Hermione who was hiding behind the curtain. He had a look of excitement and joy on his face, and Hermione felt a little embarrassed when she heard his words, so she told him to get out of here.
She was still recovering from her own illness - Madam Pomfrey said it wasn't too serious a problem, but that misuse of Polyjuice Potion was troublesome and would require a long recovery period.
"well……"
The little witch rested her face on her hands, looking bored.
At this time, Harry was practicing swordsmanship in an abandoned classroom.
Ever since the battle in the Chamber of Secrets, after Harry took the wine of skill, he simply fell in love with this feeling. He could operate the sword skill smoothly and freely, and the sword seemed to become an extended part of his body.
Although he was out of breath, Harry was having fun practicing. He believed that if he continued to practice like this, Neville, who had been advancing at the same pace as him, would be left behind after school started.
suddenly……
Harry, who was sweating, felt his eyes blur, and then he stumbled.
The next moment, Harry was stunned.
Everything in front of him changed completely. It was no longer the classroom where he practiced swordsmanship, but a vast white space. It was surrounded by light clouds and mist, and was filled with holy light from top to bottom.
Harry had seen such a scene on TV when he was a child - under normal circumstances, Muggles call this kind of place paradise!
"I am dead?"
Harry froze on the spot, not understanding what was happening.
I was practicing my sword, why did I end up in heaven inexplicably?
"Harry?"
Behind him, a tentative voice came.
Harry turned around and looked - it was Hermione.
"Hermione!" Harry's first reaction was joy, and then he felt a sense of uneasiness and worry.
"Are you dead too?" Harry asked blankly.
"What?" Hermione frowned, shook her head and said, "Harry, I'm not dead, and neither are you."
"Wait, Hermione, your face..." Harry exclaimed.
Hearing this, Hermione touched her face with her hands - the tentacles had the texture of skin, and the layer of cat hair seemed to have faded away.
"Am I healed?" Hermione said excitedly. She thought for a moment and quickly said:
"I was lying on the hospital bed just now...Ms. Pomfrey was asking about Malfoy's physical condition. As soon as I blinked, the person was here."
Hermione said in a calm voice: "This means we must not be dead - I am still in the school hospital. How could Madam Pomfrey just watch me get into trouble."
"Pah, pah, pah!"
A sound of applause was heard, and the two turned their heads to look, only to see a familiar figure walking out of the mist.
"Professor Custer!"
Harry and Hermione exclaimed simultaneously.
"Very calm, Hermione, able to calm down and analyze unfamiliar situations. This is a good quality. If I were still in school, Gryffindor should add ten points."
Aaron said with a smile.
The two of them immediately ran to Aaron and asked in rapid succession:
"where did you go?"
"Professor McGonagall said you are in France now?"
"Are you fighting a vampire?"
"Where is this? Why are we here?"
The series of questions made Aaron smile bitterly. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll talk to you about my experience in France when I get back."
"As for this place... this is a small experiment I did. It seems to be quite successful, but the scene selection was not very good, which made you misunderstand it, Harry."
With that said, Aaron snapped his fingers, and then the scene changed instantly, and Harry found himself in the Gryffindor common room again in the blink of an eye.
"How's it going? Do you feel better now?"
"Cool~" Harry couldn't help but admired: "How did you do it, Professor Custer?"
"I'm still researching this myself." Aaron said with a smile: "I originally wanted to bring Ron in, but unfortunately it failed..."
"Professor Custer, when will you be back?" Hermione asked.
"It's going to be soon. It will take another day or two. I hope you have done the holiday homework I assigned - I have to check it when school starts."
As soon as Aaron said these words, the difference between the two people was immediately obvious - Hermione was very proud and was obviously an excellent student who had finished her homework early, while Harry hung his head with a guilty conscience. He must have created this the night before the start of school. Lord of Miracles.
"Okay, this experiment ends here, you should go back..."
Aaron clapped his hands and told the two of them: "Hermione, take good care of yourself - the problem of cat transformation is not difficult to solve, don't worry. As for Harry, I am very pleased that you recognize the swordsmanship I taught you so much, but... …”
"Remember to do your homework."
As he spoke, he lightly snapped his fingers, and Harry's eyes flashed——
He returned to the abandoned classroom.
