Nicolas Flamel fell silent as he looked at the chocolate in Horatio's hand. "The biggest difference between the Philosopher's Stone and the Sorcerer's Stone is that the Philosopher's Stone can grant wishes?"
"I don't think it grants wishes. It probably just brings things you could accomplish in the future forward to the present. Its essence is borrowing a loan from the future; it's powerless against established facts that have already happened." This was a lie. Of course, the Philosopher's Stone could alter things that had already happened, but the number of souls and lives required was astronomical.
Hearing Horatio's words, Nicolas Flamel's expectant gaze instantly turned disappointed. He said with a self-mocking smile, "True. There's no such thing as medicine for regret in this world. Child, it's getting late. Get some rest. Tomorrow morning, I'll formally teach you Alchemy."
"Okay, Teacher Nicolas."
"Isis, Nephthys, if you two fight again, I'll take off both your wings and replace them with Mechanical Alchemy Wings. Hathor, go give them two slaps and let them know who's boss."
Hearing her master's command, Hathor leaped out of her master's arms and delivered two resounding Cat Paw Punches to the heads of the two Big Birds fighting each other. Afterward, she strutted gracefully back into her master's arms.
Meanwhile, Horatio held a Blue Bead and used a Carving Knife to engrave inscriptions onto it.
At the door, Nicolas Flamel looked at Horatio working with such focus and could not help sighing sincerely. Each generation truly surpassed the last.
After obtaining Nicolas Flamel's Notes, Horatio added a Levitation Charm, a Cleaning Charm, the Shield Charm, and various other protective spells to the trench coat he had ordered from Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. This was an application of enchantment in Alchemy.
On the second day, he combined the Turbine Jet Principle with alchemical techniques and fitted a Flying Broomstick with a Turbine Jet Engine, directly breaking the sound barrier. Fortunately, no one had been sitting on it, or they would have been boiled alive by the heat generated through air friction. It even alerted the French Ministry of Magic. However, when French Aurors mounted Flying Broomsticks to chase it, they could only eat dust behind its Mach Ring.
On the third day, he used Rabbit Souls collected from the forest to make a Mechanical Dog named Alpha Dog. Who knew a Mechanical Dog could be so good at Wizard's Chess? The key was that it even taunted people after winning. Perenelle was so furious that she immediately pulled out her magic wand and hit Alpha Dog with Diffindo, dismantling it into parts. Then she grabbed Horatio by the ear and lectured him for half an hour. Horatio only escaped disaster by offering Hathor's services for a day.
On the fourth day, to get Hathor back, Horatio created a simulated Mechanical Cat and Mechanical Mouse enhanced with Transfiguration, a Levitation Charm, and a Restoration Charm. He named them Tom and Jerry. They tore up the house every day, chasing and fighting each other. In the end, not only did he fail to get Hathor back, but Tom and Jerry were confiscated as well. Horatio hugged his pillow and cried for the entire night.
On the fifth day, he asked Nicolas Flamel about Human Alchemy, only to be told that he was too young and should learn it after growing up a little more.
On the sixth day, he forged a suit of armor called Winged Rebellion Falcon Armor for Nephthys and had her wear it to deliver a letter to Dumbledore. He hoped Dumbledore was all right. That night, seeing the dejected look in Isis's eyes, he also made a suit of armor called Ultimate Falcon Armor for her.
"Alert! Alert! Fleur Delacour is approaching. Estimated time of arrival: three minutes."
A Red Ball on Horatio's desk suddenly sounded an alarm, startling him into dropping the Carving Knife and Blue Bead in his hands onto the table.
"Oh no, Hathor, the demoness is here. Implement Level One combat readiness."
Upon hearing her master, Hathor patted the bell around her neck with her paw and instantly turned invisible. Horatio also pressed the square box on his belt. "Anti-Fleur Device activated." He instantly turned invisible as well.
Fleur Delacour possessed a Veela Bloodline and had some blood relation to Perenelle. Rumor had it that she was a distant relative from one branch of Perenelle's family.
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A few days earlier, when she had accompanied Olympe Maxime on a visit to Nicolas Flamel, she had developed a strong interest in Horatio. Not only did she write him letters every day, but every few days she would use visiting Perenelle as an excuse to come harass him.
Perenelle and Nicolas Flamel were also happy to let Fleur discipline this lawless little devil, so he would stop plotting mischievous ways to tear up the house every day.
With a series of light footsteps, a beautiful silver-haired, blue-eyed girl in a blue silk robe pushed open Horatio's bedroom door.
"Hmm? He's not here?" Fleur turned to look at Nicolas Flamel. Nicolas Flamel winked at her and quietly handed her a Silver Ball, signaling for her to throw it directly inside.
Fleur took the ball and tossed it into Horatio's room. Following a burst of dazzling white light, Horatio appeared while covering his eyes. "Aah! My eyes! Old Deng, you used a Flashbang to screw me over again! Just wait until I hand-craft the Giant Mountain Super Power Transformer—I'll tear down your house!"
Before Horatio's vision had fully recovered, a pair of fair and slender hands caressed his cheeks. A gentle female voice sounded beside his ear. "Little Brother Horatio, are you all right?"
"I'm fine. My eyes just hurt a little."
"That's good. Now you have a problem."
With a sharp pain in his cheeks, Fleur began a round of inhumane torment.
"Aah! You crazy woman, don't touch me!"
A beautiful silver-haired, blue-eyed girl in a blue robe sat in a chair, with a black cat lying across her slender thighs. Orchid-like fingers gently combed through its fur. Across from the girl sat a Black-and-blue Little Boy, with a sign hanging around his neck that read, "I will never make Sister Fleur angry again."
You bullied me and stole my cat. I'll remember this grudge, Horatio thought bitterly.
"Little Brother Horatio, didn't I tell you before that whenever you receive one of my letters, you have to reply immediately? Did you forget?"
Listening to Fleur's increasingly cold tone, Horatio hurriedly argued, "I didn't forget, I didn't forget. It's just that Isis and Nephthys got into a fight and injured their wings, so I had no way to reply to your letters."
As he spoke, he glanced at Isis and Nephthys. The two birds looked at their master and helplessly displayed their bandaged wings.
"Hmph, I'll let it go this time. If you dare not reply to my letters again, I'll come deal with you even if you return to England," Fleur said viciously. "Oh, right. Tomorrow, come back to Beauxbatons Academy with me. Consider it compensation for making me angry."
"Heh. Not going."
"Hm? Are you looking to die? Is going on a date with such a beautiful big sister really that unbearable for you?"
To be fair, although Fleur was still young and had not fully grown into her looks, she was already incredibly beautiful. She also had Veela blood. But what did that have to do with an eleven-year-old brat like him? He was not even a Sword Embryo yet. Hand-crafting a Gundam was far more interesting.
"Heh. You may be beautiful, but in my eyes, you're not worth even one carrot—robot." He then pulled a white Mechanical Glove from his bag and put it on. "I shall sortie in Gundam Form."
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