HP: I've Become an Orphanage Director—I'm in Danger!
Chapter 278

Talking with the Big Shots

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"Smile, what if I said, this matter might be an opportunity for us to go further?"

Nicolas Flamel spoke unhurriedly.

"What?!"

At this time, several wizards, including the witch, quickly changed their expressions, and they began to think about the details of Nicolas Flamel's proposal.

They keep recalling, trying to understand what information they have missed?

"Aren't we all in the current situation because of the mysterious dispersion and the fact that the legend can no longer be spread? Do we really have no chance?"

Nicolas's words are very heartbreaking, but they are the desperate situation they are facing now.

Yes, if their current abilities were compared to ancient times, it would be very logical for them to continue to improve.

In that era, even the most basic Potions could become a life-saving medicine in the eyes of many people. Anyone who could master some advanced Alchemy would directly become an important minister in the kingdom. Those who could master Transfiguration would directly become a frightened witch...

There are countless examples of this.

But now, the mystery begins to gradually dissipate. After many wizards have mastered such abilities, although their magic is also very profound, it has not yet reached the point where it can be sung by people...

Therefore, for this or that reason, the legend-singing that wanted to become a legend was gradually given up by all wizards as an impossible requirement.

But now, Nicolas Flamel actually says that it is creating a world to fully provide for the lives of wizards. Does this seem like it can become their legend?

Some people don't want to believe it, but some people are directly moved by it.

Nicolas Flamel began to plan a blueprint for the future, "Everyone can think about it, if in the future, Muggle knew about things about the wizarding world, would they feel like that from the bottom of their hearts - wow, it turns out that things in fairy tales and legends do exist, magic does exist..."

"Then the wizards living in that world will know who are the wizards who brought them such a comfortable life? A legend of this level, even if it cannot push everyone into a legend, is enough to push everyone a step further..."

The witch seemed to know that her attitude changed a bit too quickly, so she asked Nicolas Flamel directly and bluntly.

"Then why should we cooperate with you? You know, can't we create a world ourselves?"

But these words immediately made the remaining wizards laugh.

The witch also knew that she had said something ridiculous out of impulse.

Yes, if creating the world was a very simple matter, there would be no need to wait until a group of them appeared together.

Also, leaving aside others, Nicolas is the most recognized alchemist master in this world.

He was the only one who couldn't let go of this matter.

Knowing in her heart that she had said the wrong thing, the witch stopped talking.

The old guy who had been talking to the witch before took the initiative and said, "Then you told us to start preparations now, and then when will we actually take action... I think some people may not be able to sustain it for too long..."

He looked at an old man next to him who looked like a skeleton.

Nicolas After hearing this, the confidence on his face dimmed a lot, and he also looked over.

"Jeremy Have you reached this point now? How long can you survive..."

It was a bit too impolite to talk about other people's death dates in such a straightforward manner in front of him, but the old man didn't care.

His voice was like a broken bellows, and he spoke with some airflow, "... cough cough... the impact of death... there is no other way, I am here to say goodbye to you... my apprentice died earlier than me, and there is no suitable person among them, so if you want to realize your idea, you may have to find a Magic Master who is proficient in death..."

There was no fear of imminent death in his eyes. Instead, he looked extremely calm, as if he was going home...

"I wasn't sure how likely it was to say what you said, but right after you said it, I saw--"

"There can indeed be such an area next to the kingdom of death. It is a very suitable place..."

After getting this wizard who wasn't very fluent in speaking, the others also gained a lot more confidence.

They also began to get closer to each other and began to imagine what they would do in the future.

Since Nicolas Flamel has mentioned these things and it is feasible, then they have also seen what they want to do, and now they are discussing what they want to do...

At this time, Nicolas poured cold water on it again.

"I invite you all to come here, but I don't mean that this plan will start soon... The specific time needs to be determined by a prophet... And there are still places and details that need to be considered..."

"It seems that the only well-known prophet in the world who has sufficient strength is Gellert. Is it possible that you convinced that man?"

The witch expressed doubts again.

This time, another wizard interrupted her question directly, "Listen, those things are not important..."

The witch glared at him, then continued to listen.

Nicolas was able to continue what he said smoothly, "I called everyone here because I hope everyone can make some preparations in advance..."

"In my vision, to achieve these plans, we need to have some key magic nodes in the world, and as a magic school, their location is meaningful and is the most suitable choice - therefore, I hope you can enter the magic school and become the principal there, and then..."

"When the time comes, we will officially launch our activities..."

Regarding Nicolas Flamel's suggestion, these powerful wizards were a little confused for a while.

Although they all want to go further, becoming the principal of a magic school means a lot of trivial matters. They have been living in an inaccessible place, and they also have this aspect to consider. They don't want to get involved with those annoying little wizards...

Now...

In the end, they didn't promise anything. After all, it was still just a sign.

No wizard will reveal what was discussed here, and Nicolas Flamel is not worried at all.

The wizards who can be invited here are all strict-mouthed. After leaving Nicolas's house, they will only keep this topic in their hearts until the last day.

The big bosses of Wizarding World left here like this, and the storm that will truly sweep the entire Wizarding World has just begun.

The dying wizard who was proficient in death did not leave. He just sat on the ground, drinking a pot of tea prepared by Nicolas Flamel in advance, and looked at Nicolas Flamel like that.

"This suggestion doesn't seem like your style. Are you interested in telling me about it? It was our rising star at Wizarding World who made this great suggestion. Moreover, judging from the people you invited, it seems that the success rate of this matter is quite good..."

"Wizard who is proficient in death, do you want to open up this world somewhere? And Old Bear, who is proficient in life magic, do you want to create plants and air for wizards to survive... But if you want to balance these two forces, you need to draw a line from the beginning. According to my opinion, it is obvious that death is on the outside and life is on the inside..."

"And that woman Lissandra, who do you want to curse? No, there is no need to curse to create the world. You want to use her barrier to maintain the stability of separation..."

"No, this balance is still too fragile, unless you plan to place the alchemy circle on top of the barrier to complete the cycle..."

"There's still room...Transfiguration..."

"Plus the prophet you mentioned..."

He looked at Nicolas Flamel, "Tell me, where do you plan to develop..."

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