The carriage took quite some time to reach its destination.
The competition venue was on the outskirts of the Beyonder Apothecary Association's Magic Garden. The competition was jointly organized by the Beyonder Apothecary Association, the International Confederation of Wizards, and several magic schools.
The Magic Garden contained many precious herbs that were rarely found anywhere else, so it had been hidden with magic.
To guard against malefactors, the Beyonder Apothecary Association had also asked Nicolas Flamel to lay down layers of defenses around its perimeter using Alchemy and various precious materials.
These defenses drew on Gubraithian Fire and had special Alchemical runes engraved on them. As long as they had a sufficient supply of magic and weren't damaged from the outside, they could last almost forever.
To secure Nicolas Flamel's help, the Beyonder Apothecary Association and the International Confederation of Wizards had jointly signed a magical contract with Nicolas.
As long as those two organizations continued to exist, Nicolas, his descendants, and his apprentices could enter the Magic Garden and receive a certain quantity of materials each year.
Dumbledore hadn't mentioned the other details of the contract to Harley, and she hadn't asked.
When the carriage reached a certain point in the air, the scenery around them suddenly spun, then returned to normal.
At that moment, Harley was sitting with Nicolas and Professor Dumbledore in the carriage's common room, chatting over tea.
Nicolas gazed out the window at the scenery that had twisted for an instant and sighed softly. "We've entered the Magic Garden.
"It's incredible. To this day, I still can't understand this Alchemy. I can't figure out what kind of magic makes the entrance appear."
"Wasn't it you who set it up?" Harley had heard something astonishing and quickly asked for an explanation.
"I set up the defenses