This is a small courtyard by the river.

There is an endless green meadow around it. Now the land has basically been fully developed and the original ecology has been destroyed on a large scale. It is really rare.

Fox appeared outside the courtyard with Dumbledore and Lynn.

The sunshine with the breeze and the sound of the stream of the river next to it makes people feel refreshed and happy. There is a slight fragrance of grass around it. From a distance, you can see the very neat garden in the yard, which is very pleasing to the eye.

"Nick LeMay's house."

Lynn read out the logo on the doorplate in a low voice, which also verified his previous guess. Dumbledore brought him to find his best friend, the creator of the Philosopher’s Stone, and Nick, the ancestor of alchemy. Le May!

"Oh, a guest has arrived."

A brisk voice sounded, but there was no one around.

Lynn looked around for a while, and finally turned his gaze to the white courtyard door.

"Are you talking?"

Dumbledore explained to him with a smile.

"This is the gatekeeper of the Nick's house and one of the alchemy creatures he created in his early years."

The door seemed unhappy with Dumbledore's introduction to himself, it added.

"I have my own name, you can call me Doyle."

Lynn looked at this somewhat authentic door silently.

"Then you still call the door?"

"But at least it is my own title in this family, isn't it?"

Doyle opened his body to them as he spoke.

"You are an old friend of the master, so you don't need to report, so please come in."

Lynn and Dumbledore walked into the home of the greatest alchemist, and there was a small figure in the courtyard looking after the flowers in the garden.

Linn was surprised to find that the creature working in the garden was not a house elf, but a rag doll wearing a beautiful dress, red leather shoes, and a brilliant blonde hair.

She is about the same size as a normal 6 or 7-year-old child, but she can see obvious threads and eyes made of two beautiful green glass beads.

The doll also saw them. She looked at Dumbledore in surprise with a small kettle in her hand and bowed to him politely.

"It's Mr. Dumbledore, welcome to LeMay's house, and this gentleman, welcome you too."

"How have you been, Frando?" Dumbledore greeted the doll with a smile. He seemed to be familiar with everything here, and was obviously a frequent visitor to LeMay.

The doll Frandou said respectfully: "Everything is fine, Mr. Dumbledore, please come in, the master is now in the living room looking at the opera script."

"He still likes these." Dumbledore said as he led Lynn into the second-story cabin.

Before entering the room, he introduced to Lynn in a soft voice.

"The doll that you saw just now was Nick’s wife’s favorite doll when he was a child. Later, Nick repaired it and transformed it into an alchemy item with his own consciousness, or most of the room is like this. Of alchemy items."

Although the door of the house is not alive like the door in the yard, it can also be opened for them voluntarily.

After entering the house, Lynn finally saw the owner of the house—Nick LeMay.

He has lush silver hair, and even though he has lived more than 600 years old, his appearance still looks young, and Dumbledore looks older compared to him.

"Albus? It's rare to see you once during this period. How come you have time to come to me?"

After seeing Dumbledore, he showed a pleasant expression on his face, put down the script in his hand, and the two simple-looking sofa chairs beside him ran to Dumbledore and Lynn with four short legs.

Even after seeing so many magical alchemy creatures, Lynn still finds this scene very interesting.

He and Dumbledore got on the couch together, and Nick Lemay turned his gaze to him.

"This... looks familiar."

Dumbledore introduced him: "Lynn Belllock, you should have heard of this name recently, or seen his picture on the front page of the Daily Prophet."

With Dumbledore's reminder, Nick Lemay suddenly remembered who Lynn was.

"I have indeed heard your name many times recently, and I have also seen your deeds in the newspapers. I became a professor at Hogwarts at such a young grade. I recently heard that I would also receive the Merlin Medal. , Really young and promising."

Lynn didn't dare to be big in front of such an old antique who was much older than Dumbledore, he waved his hand and said.

"You are too good."

When they were talking, Lynn and the others had seen it in the yard before. The doll named Flando carried a teapot, poured black tea for each of them, and served some refreshments at the same time.

Before talking about business, Dumbledore scanned the living room.

"Where is Perenar?"

"She went to the Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to bid farewell to some old friends. After this meeting, it is estimated that she will be a farewell."

Dumbledore looked at him with a frown.

"How many undead potions do you have?"

Nick Lemay's voice is still very light.

"Probably it will be used up this winter? In the fall, I will hold a private small banquet. It's like talking to some old friends. Don't forget to come."

Dumbledore nodded slightly.

He will not feel sad for his old friend to prepare for death. This is his own choice. He will only wish him a smoother journey on this journey that is both the end and the beginning~lightnovelpub.net~ Well, don’t talk about me. Yes, you made a special trip to bring this Mr. Belloc to me today, surely you didn't want to hear my nasty old man's nagging. "

Dumbledore explained his intentions.

"I do come to you for something, and I want to ask for a piece of the magic stone from you."

Nick Lemay looked at him strangely, and then beckoned to a cabinet in the corner of the living room, and an exquisite wooden box flew towards him immediately in the cabinet.

"What do you want this for?" Nick Lemay asked as he opened the wooden box and pushed it towards Dumbledore. "These fragments of the Philosopher's Stone have basically lost most of their functions. There is no way to turn the stone into gold or make it. Immortal medicine."

A few irregular red crystalline fragments were quietly placed in the wooden box, and Dumbledore gently took out one from it.

"It has lost most of its functions, but there is still some remaining magic power that can reshape a suitable body for some souls that have not yet died."