Ding~ You Triggered an Epic Quest

Looking at the wooden door before him, Adam swallowed.

Damn, this whole process... the Fidelius Charm?

Grandma, just who are you bringing me to meet...?

"Creak—"

The wooden door slowly opened, revealing a somewhat pale face behind it under Adam's uncertain gaze—so pale that he looked almost like a corpse, especially dressed in pure white silk.

"Oh, Emma, I was so happy to receive your letter before."

The man spoke slowly, his eyes brimming with joy.

"At the time... how many years ago was that? You wrote that you were going to China, and after that, we never heard from you again... This must be Adam, then?"

He stretched out a trembling hand and beckoned.

"Quickly, come in. Don't stand outside."

After sitting down on the sofa, Adam swallowed.

"Grandma, who is this old gentleman?"

Why did he look so much like someone Adam had seen in a movie...

"He is... a friend of our family."

His grandmother's expression was somewhat complicated. Coupled with that vague answer, Adam became even more convinced that his guess might be right.

Damn, Grandma, your connections are this powerful?

"Emma, come chat with me for a while."

A woman's voice suddenly rang out. Emma looked over, stood up in surprise, nodded to Adam, then hurried upstairs with the woman.

"I hope you like French black tea."

Just then, the old man came over carrying a tray with a pot of black tea and several cups on it.

"I'll do it."

Seeing that the man's hands were constantly shaking, Adam thought he did not look capable of handling such a delicate task as pouring tea and wanted to help. However, the other man waved him off.

"What a good child. But the magical world is a little more convenient for elderly people than you might imagine."

The teapot suddenly stood up by itself, walked over to a teacup and poured tea into it, then continued toward the next cup. Meanwhile, the cup filled with black tea walked over to Adam.

"I don't know whether your grandmother introduced me. My name is Nicolas Flamel, and your grandmother is the daughter of one of my friends."

He had already suspected as much. Adam forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart and nodded.

"My name is Adam. Adam Reed."

"Mm, as expected."

Nicolas Flamel smiled humorously.

"Alright, then... let's get down to business."

Once both cups had been filled, Nicolas Flamel looked at Adam.

"Your grandmother explained in her letter that you sensed something dangerous would happen at Hogwarts, so you do not want to go to Hogwarts. Is that right?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid that may not be possible... Can you help me?"

Adam's eyes lit up. If it was this man, perhaps it really could be done.

Although he had now formed a contract with the Clow Cards, Adam still did not believe he would be safe staying at Hogwarts. At most, he would have a little more ability to protect himself.

After all, the Clow Cards were powers from a shoujo manga, and they did not seem to have any particularly outstanding combat techniques. Voldemort's reputation, on the other hand, had been built on killing.

"If it is about transferring schools or something similar, I'm afraid I cannot help."

The light in Adam's eyes dimmed.

"However, I can give you this."

Nicolas Flamel took a button from his pocket.

"This is a Portkey."

"A Portkey?"

"Yes, an item made with magic. After activating it with the corresponding spell, you will be transported directly here."

Nicolas Flamel pointed at the floor beneath them.

"This is the only way to quickly escape Hogwarts. At the same time, this house is protected by powerful magic. Aside from the two of us here, only my wife, Emma, and Dumbledore can enter—Dumbledore is the headmaster of Hogwarts. You know that, right?"

"Yes, I know."

Adam frowned.

"But I do not know the spell to activate a Portkey... I don't even know any magic yet."

"If I knew when you would encounter danger, then as the Portkey's creator, I could set the time for it to activate. Unfortunately, I did not foresee that."

Nicolas Flamel gazed into Adam's eyes.

"Although I did not foresee this matter, I know that some... unpleasant things will indeed happen at Hogwarts soon. Therefore, if you truly will encounter danger, the best course is to learn the spell to activate the Portkey yourself before then."

Adam clenched the button in his hand and nodded.

"I understand. Then which book can I learn this spell from?"

"Learning magic directly from books is very dangerous. I found a teacher for you."

Nicolas Flamel took out a letter and handed it to Adam.

"Give this to Dumbledore. He will teach you this spell. He and I are on good terms, and he happens to owe me a favor recently."

"Besides that, I would also like to ask you to do me a small favor while you're at it."

Nicolas Flamel stood up, walked to a nearby shelf, picked up a red gemstone, and placed it in a bag.

Under Adam's now-calm gaze, Nicolas Flamel handed the bag to him.

"Give this to Dumbledore along with that letter—hand it to him personally, alright?"

Ding~ You triggered an epic quest: Escort the Sorcerer's Stone to Hogwarts. During the journey, events such as "Death Eater Attack" and "Voldemort's Pursuit" may be triggered. Quest reward: None.

That voice seemed to ring in his ears. Even though he had desperately prepared himself over the past few seconds, Adam still could not help swallowing.

"But aren't you and Dumbledore on good terms? Why not give it to him yourself? Or have him come here..."

"Have some sympathy for old men like us. Going out is not easy."

Nicolas Flamel smiled.

Before he could explain why he knew about the Sorcerer's Stone, Adam could not press for more information.

Of course, Adam was not in a good position to refuse either... After all, he was not supposed to know about the Sorcerer's Stone. Since Nicolas Flamel had provided him with a Portkey and a safe residence as its destination, what reason did he have to refuse a request that, from his perspective, could be completed in passing?

"Alright, I'll definitely hand it personally to Headmaster Dumbledore... What is this?"

Adam still could not resist asking.

"I thought you would be able to restrain your curiosity... This is a Sorcerer's Stone."

The original term for Sorcerer's Stone was philosopher's stone, which should literally be translated as Philosopher's Stone or Philosopher's Stone. Yet Nicolas Flamel had used "magic stone" at this moment—a stone with magic in it. Clearly, he did not intend to let Adam know too much.

Damn it, this seemed even more real now.

But shouldn't this thing be in Gringotts, taken by Hagrid and delivered to Dumbledore?

How could they let a child like me... Wait!

Adam fell into deep thought over whether a child or Hagrid was ultimately more reliable.

Even after returning home with the Sorcerer's Stone, Adam could not believe that he was carrying a stone capable of granting immortality and producing gold.

"Adam, you're back!"

"Was Diagon Alley fun... Huh?"

After dinner, when he returned to his room on the second floor, Kero and Suppi from the Book of Sealing immediately began clamoring impatiently. Then Kero suddenly seemed to sense something.

"I can feel the presence of a huge amount of magic power!"

"A huge amount of magic power... This?"

Adam touched his pocket and took out the bag containing the Sorcerer's Stone.

"That's right! Such a huge concentration of ownerless magic power... Is that the Philosopher's Stone?! Where did you get that, Adam?"

Kero actually knew the Philosopher's Stone?

Well, Kero was the Sealed Beast representing the sun and Western magic. With a great magician like Clow Reed's experience, perhaps he really had seen the Philosopher's Stone... Adam remembered that Clow Reed could even travel between parallel worlds.

Unfortunately...

"Kero, someone asked me to pass this to someone else. Don't get any ideas, alright?"

Especially when both of those people were incredibly formidable... Did anyone really think Nicolas Flamel, an old man who had guarded the Sorcerer's Stone for over six hundred years, was weak in a fight?

"Ugh... But with the Philosopher's Stone, we could create bodies and move around freely. We could even use the Sweet Card. I really want to eat cake~"

Kero's voice was filled with reluctance, as though he were even chewing on something.

"Idiot, don't you have a Twin Card over there?"