Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.

"So, it seems I've won?"

Amidst the crackling and popping flames of the fireplace, Erina carefully examined the Philosopher's Stone in her hand. The bright red color reflected in her lake-blue eyes, presenting an extremely bewitching and dangerous crimson glow.

The Philosopher's Stone, a legendary alchemical artifact capable of resurrecting the dead and permanently altering matter at the atomic level.

Whether it was the previous magical governments or the known owners of the Philosopher's Stone, they had always been tight-lipped about the process of its creation. Centuries had passed, and people didn't even know what the raw materials for refining the Philosopher's Stone were.

Or, more accurately, no one wanted to believe the speculation based on equivalent exchange.

Even Tom Riddle, who craved eternal life to the extreme, did not choose to seek this path, but instead devoted himself to studying the dangerous Horcrux magic. Compared to refining the Philosopher's Stone, the creation of Horcruxes was obviously much easier.

War is always a double-edged sword that most easily promotes the innovation of civilization, and this is equally applicable everywhere.

Just as the non-magical world "incorrectly evolved the tech tree" and created atomic weapons during World War II, the magical world obviously also experienced a "incorrect evolution" in this regard. However, unlike the governments of various non-magical countries that took advantage of the situation and entered the "forbidden zone of mankind" to begin exploration, wizards almost unanimously chose to seal this knowledge.

"Then, according to the previous agreement, you will satisfy a little curiosity of mine later. As for this Philosopher's Stone, I think it is best for you to keep it, after all, there are too few people in this world who can hold it with reason."

"As for the doubts in your heart, I can try to answer some of them now—"

Erina took one last look at the Philosopher's Stone in her hand and returned it to the Great Alchemist without any hesitation.

"Mr. Flamel, you should have heard of Seers, right? I mean... those with Sight."

"Hmm, I learned a little about it when I was young."

Nicolas Flamel looked at the Philosopher's Stone that had returned to his hand thoughtfully, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"So you want to tell me that you are the legendary Seer, and because you foresaw a terrible disaster, you plan to use the advantage of prescience and rely on us old men who are about to enter the grave to change the future together?"

In the magical world, in addition to common magical abilities, there are also some extremely rare magical bloodlines.

Some wizards are born with the ability to talk to animals, the most famous of which are the descendants of Salazar Slytherin.

Some wizards have the innate ability to see the future. They can gain insight into the future through dreams, tea leaf residue shapes, tarot cards, or crystal balls. The most famous Seer in the British magical world is Cassandra Trelawney, who is also the ancestor of Sybill Trelawney, the current Divination professor at Hogwarts.

Among Seers, there is occasionally a very rare talent: they can directly "see" the future, instead of making vague predictions through divination, which is also the most enviable characteristic of the Trelawney family.

"But, that alone may not be enough..."

Nicolas Flamel paused for a few seconds and looked at Erina with a smile that was not a smile.

Even when Cassandra Trelawney was alive, people did not completely rely on her predictions, not to mention the tarot card prediction method, which was researched by Nicolas and a few old friends, so it was even less convincing to him.

As the only surviving Great Alchemist in the world today, Nicolas Flamel is not the kind of wizard who can be easily convinced.

Although he was indeed somewhat interested in the world of magic and science fusion that Erina mentioned, for a wizard with such a long lifespan as him, if there was not enough motivation and reason, he would weigh the energy he put in.

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Gu Ya, there is only half a chapter today~ Because I watched the game with the breeder in the afternoon~

Li Guapi, rush!~ If we win Samsung tomorrow, we will try to achieve at least 10,000 words a day this week~