Hogwarts: Comprehension is against the sky, strength is flying bricks

Inside Nicolamen's studio.

A feast for the eyes.

All kinds of alchemical creations are densely packed with the breath of magic.

"Since they are all creations refined ~ by the world's number one alchemist."

"That must all be some good thing."

Oga thought to himself.

So Oga took it casually - and raised an oil lamp.

Looking at the shape of this oil lamp, Oga was stunned.

"This is?"

Oga remembered a story.

Suddenly it felt a little unbelievable.

"Nicolame can't really refine such a thing as a magic lamp, right?"

"The lamp god who can really fulfill three arbitrary wishes is much more powerful than the Philosopher's Stone, right?"

"But even if it is really a magic lamp, it is likely that only part of the wish can be fulfilled."

"Or just make a wish list that you can achieve?"

Oga thought to himself.

Then Oga rubbed the oil lamp.

When Oga rubbed a third time.

The oil lamp suddenly "slammed".

A large amount of yellow smoke came out of the mouth.

Smoke converges.

A strong human form was formed.

The humanoid whispered.

"Three wishes."

Oga was stunned.

Asked.

"Any wish?"

The humanoid smoke frowned humanely.

And rightfully so.

"Of course."

Oga was shocked.

Tentatively said.

"So? My first wish is..."

But not waiting for Oga to make his first wish.

The humanoid smoke frowned very humanely.

Road.

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Then he straightened his chest very righteously.

Road.

"You are the one who fulfilled my three wishes!"

Oga put the oil lamp back expressionlessly.

After a while of fumbling.

Oga looked at Nicolemé's alchemical creation and fell into deep thought.

And said that he was suddenly not interested in alchemy.

What did he see?

First, a pedal wheelchair that can fly in the sky.

Car seat belts that scream and run away when hit by impact.

A magic water cup that automatically fills water in water.

Only blind people can wear flat glasses on their faces.

And a big guy.

Submarines operated with a gamepad.

And so on and so forth, many things that cannot be said to be useless, can only be said to be useless, are piled up here.

Oga couldn't help but complain.

"Nicolame, you're still a master of hell jokes."

"Yes?"

Nicolamy's voice sounded faintly behind Oga.

"You think so too?"

Nicolame said again.

Being discovered behind his back secretly saying bad Nicola Flamel not only doesn't seem to be angry.

On the contrary, very happy?

So Oga nodded seriously.

Nicolame said suddenly.

"Dumbledore is gone."

"He asked me to teach you alchemy."

"So are you going to learn?"

Oga was stunned. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Asked.

"Can alchemy teach me to refine giant robots?"

"Yes."

"Can you teach me to refine a hammer that no one can gather except the elevator?"

"Yes."

"Can you teach me to refine gloves that snap your fingers less than half the time?"

"As long as you want, of course you can. Do you need it though? "

"Can you turn me into light?"

"No, but it allows you to wear such a huge armor..."

"Can you teach me..."

"You can do anything as long as you want."

......

A whole holiday passed.

Oga carries a belly full of interesting knowledge.

And a whole hellish joke with a bag stretched without a trace, embarked on a journey back to Hogwarts.

Shortly after Oga left.

Dumbledore was long overdue.

Nicolame, who was drinking tea at the door, saw Dumbledore.

Then took a sip of tea.

"Dumbledore, you're in the evening. Oga returned to Hogwarts first. "

Dumbledore snorted.

No worries about Oga's safety at all.

It's just that some are worried about the safety of the places he passes.

Then asked Nicola Mei.

"Flamel, are the results in?"

Nicolame sat in his chair and nodded slowly.

Pulled out a very professional magical appraisal result.

"Oga is indeed Gellert's heir."

"And there is nothing abnormal in his body."

"You said he absorbed the Philosopher's Stone."

"He must have put a big magic spell after sucking it."

Dumbledore thought about it, and it really was.

"He didn't store these manas, he just used them."

"He's just a simple conversion efficiency."

Then Nicolame nodded.

"Dumbledore, if you care, you are confused."

Then quipped

"Dumbledore, maybe it's not Oga that you should be worried about now."

"Instead, ask Gellert if he did anything when he was younger."

Dumbledore's face darkened.

"Mellor, why do you tease me so much."

Nicole Mei laughed.

Dumbledore and Nicola Flamel chatted and left.

After all, he was the headmaster of Hogwarts.

There's always something going on.

See Dumbledore gone.

Nicola Mei lay in his chair.

Look up at the boundless sky.

Not sure what I was thinking.

Then the fake identification results were burned casually.

Muttered.

"This familiar magic turns."

"And ways to rob the magic of the world."

"And most importantly, brain circuits that seem to have just come up from hell..."

"Time, it's amazing."

"Did you say yes, Master..."

... Again....