“Who is Nicolas Flamel?”
“You don’t even know Nicolas Flamel?”
“I don’t… is he famous?”
“Of course, Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher’s Stone! You know the Philosopher’s Stone, right?”
“I’ve heard of it, it’s the alchemy artifact that grants eternal life, it’s said to represent the peak of alchemy!”
Sure enough, not everyone was like Ron, who had eaten chocolate frogs without looking at the backs. There were still many young wizards who were quite knowledgeable.
And at this moment, the three of them, who had heard of the magic of the Philosopher’s Stone, looked at each other, especially Ron, whose mouth was wide open and couldn’t close.
“Eternal life! So this is Nicolas Flamel’s Philosopher’s Stone! Wait! I think I know, the one hidden in the basement is… woo!”
Before Ron could finish, Harry quickly covered his mouth.
“Ron, keep it down! Don’t let everyone know! Then we’ll have a harder time catching that thief!”
Catch a thief?
Zhang Dong looked at Quirrell on the stage, good heavens, if it wasn’t for the protagonist’s aura and Quirrell being brain-dead and not using his wand but wanting to engage in close combat, you would have been dead long ago!
You’re still catching a thief? You’re lucky to not be wiped out.
But Zhang Dong didn’t say anything, he just continued playing the video.
［The scene changed, and a chubby man appeared on the screen, Jacob Kowalski. In a room, he turned his head stiffly, and saw a frail old man with white hair, taking small steps, walking towards him step by step.
Looking at the other person’s appearance, Jacob swallowed his saliva and asked stiffly, “You… are you a ghost?”］
Seeing this fat man appear, the young wizards in the audience looked at each other.
“Who is this guy?”
“Don’t know him. Isn’t he a student’s parent?”
“Don’t know, he doesn’t look very smart.”
［Listening to Jacob’s question, the old man smiled gently and said, “No… I’m just an alchemist, immortal.”
Jacob calmed down and said, “That… I’m sorry, I didn’t knock.”
“Oh, it’s fine, Albus told me, some friends would come to visit. Let me introduce myself, Nicolas Flamel.”］
Ugh!!!
Seeing this scene, almost everyone’s gaze focused on Dumbledore on the stage.
Albus Dumbledore, in the entire Hogwarts, even in the entire British wizarding world, there was no one who didn’t know this name.
And seeing everyone’s eyes on him, Dumbledore also recovered from his reminiscing mood.
“So, it was that time?”
“When?” Snape beside him asked curiously. He hadn’t even started school then, of course he couldn’t tell what period it was in the video.
But from Dumbledore’s reaction, it could be seen that it was in the past, not in the future.
However, Dumbledore shook his head and didn’t want to say anything. Some people thought it was his greatest honor, but in fact, it was also his most painful thing.
［Although it was only a few meters away, Nicolas Flamel had to run over, but it must be said that this Flamel seemed rather cute.
Nicolas Flamel brought Jacob to a crystal ball. He waved his hand, and two figures appeared in the crystal ball. The two figures were a man and a woman, the man was relatively young, the woman was alluring and beautiful.
It was Credence and Nagini.
Nicolas Flamel waved his hand again, and the image in the crystal ball changed, a mature beauty with white shoulder-length hair also appeared in the crystal ball.
Seeing this figure, Jacob immediately became excited.
“Yes, it’s her! Queenie! Hey, babe!”
Jacob greeted excitedly. He quickly looked at Nicolas Flamel beside him and asked, “This… where is this? France again?”
“Of course.” Nicolas Flamel nodded, “This is the Lestrange Mausoleum.”］
“Is this Nicolas Flamel? He looks like an ordinary little old man, and he feels… weak.” Ron finally couldn’t help but complain.
“I always feel like that thief should have just gone to him, instead of waiting until the Philosopher’s Stone was brought to the safest Hogwarts and then thinking about stealing it.”
Listening to Ron’s complaints, Harry didn’t discuss it with him. He pointed to the screen curiously and asked
“Lestrange Mausoleum? What is that?”
Ron explained, “One of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, the Lestrange family’s mausoleum.”
“Sacred Twenty-Eight? It sounds really powerful.” Harry obviously didn’t know the meaning of this title yet.
While Ron said indifferently, “It refers to the twenty-eight pure-blood wizarding families, I don’t know who ranked them back then, and they also put our Weasleys in. Heaven, our family obviously has many Muggle ancestors, okay! And this is obviously cool, I don’t know why those families still take pride in pure blood.”
“Ignorant arrogance.” Hermione said through gritted teeth.
Obviously, the word pure-blood made her very uncomfortable.
And Zhang Dong nodded on the side, “Indeed. These so-called pure-blood families, for the sake of their so-called bloodline, have only intermarried within the 28 families for so many years, thinking that this will maintain the honor of the pure-blood families. Ridiculous…”
“Huh? What’s so ridiculous?” Ron wasn’t quite sure. Although he thought that pure blood wasn’t something to be proud of, it wasn’t ridiculous either.
Hearing Ron’s question, Zhang Dong laughed and then said, “They must have never been to Muggle junior high school. If they had been there for a year, they should understand one thing: intermarriage is not a good thing.”
“Ah??” Ron obviously didn’t understand, after all, they entered Hogwarts at the age of eleven and naturally wouldn’t attend Muggle junior high.
Zhang Dong felt that he indeed needed to give them some科普, so he said
“Everyone has several, or even dozens, of recessive alleles. The blood similarity of close relatives is very high, so their genes are also very similar.”
“So once they marry, these recessive alleles are easily overlapped and combined, causing the offspring’s genes to mutate, resulting in various genetic diseases, congenital deformities, physiological defects, and so on. Now, the so-called Sacred Twenty-Eight families are all intermarrying, and almost every family has a certain blood relationship. You tell me, how many healthy babies can be born in such families?”
Speaking of this, Zhang Dong pointed to Malfoy on the Slytherin seats and then said
“If this continues, without external intervention, the Sacred Twenty-Eight families will perish themselves within a century.”