Chapter 100 Unique

He walked up the stairs to the principal's office, but was in trouble at the door. A griffin was standing outside and asked him for the password.

"Iced lemonade?"

Hope thought about it and randomly blurted out the name of a drink, trying to see if he could get through it, but unfortunately his luck was not so good.

He reported several passwords in succession, but none of them succeeded.

Hope stood at the door and looked left and right, but didn't find anything like a doorbell. This old castle didn't even have a doorbell, unlike the Bai family mansion he had visited before, where at least a bronze beast would report when you knocked on the door.

His eyes flickered slightly, thinking about how to get in smoothly.

Of course, there are many ways for him to get in, whether it is to hide and go through the wall directly, or to use the digging and stone digging properties to directly open a door, or to punch it out, even if there is any magic on the door of the principal's office, it will be cleared for him.

But at this moment, he seemed to have encountered an interesting problem, and he wanted to solve it with conventional methods, that is, the power of magic.

"Alaho, open!"

Hope whispered, the magic wave was faintly rippling, but there was silence at the door, and there was no change.

Under the influence of the life expert characteristic, he was more skilled in the unlocking spell than most wizards, but the door did not open.

Hope raised his eyebrows slightly, and was not surprised by this.

After all, the unlocking spell was only used to deal with ordinary locks.

If the door of the principal's office could be opened by an unlocking spell, it would be the biggest joke of Hogwarts this year.

However, he did not do anything useless.

At the moment he just cast it, he saw the magic fluctuations of the unlocking spell and the principle hidden behind it.

The office door that requires a password to pass is, after all, just a password lock, and it is not out of the range of the lock.

It can only be said that the unlocking spell cannot solve such an advanced password lock.

But as long as it is a lock, it can be unlocked, there is no doubt about it.

Hope suddenly fell into deep thought, lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were shining, as if he was observing something interesting [the wine barrels behind the store were still suspended in the air and swinging from time to time.

After a while, he raised his head again, his face calm and confident.

With his magic instinct, he traced the source of the unlocking spell and found the magic logic behind it.

After a slight change, he strengthened the unlocking spell.

Usually, it could only unlock a door, but now it can unlock the lock of the bank vault.

"Alaho!"

Hope whispered again. Even though the spell was the same, this magic was completely different from the original.

As the voice fell, the standing stone statue moved and jumped to the side, revealing the wall behind it.

"Boom!"

A long sound sounded, and the wall behind the Griffin that was originally guarded by the Griffin slowly opened, revealing a spiral staircase.

Seeing this, Hope's mouth curled up slightly, and he slowly stepped onto the spiral staircase with the barrel, all the way to the real principal's office.

As soon as he entered the principal's office, he saw Dumbledore leaning over the desk. Perhaps he heard his footsteps, and when he walked in, he just met Dumbledore's raised eyes.

Dumbledore's eyes first fell on Hope, but he was not surprised. Then he looked at the barrel behind Hope, and seemed to think of something, his eyes slightly brightened.

"Nice levitation spell, Mr. Hope."

Dumbledore smiled and praised.

Although it is not difficult to do this, it is still difficult for a first-year student.

"This should be the sweet water of forgetfulness, do you mind if I take a look?"

Hope nodded indifferently, and the next moment the barrel flew towards Dumbledore naturally. This was not controlled by Hope.

Obviously, for Dumbledore, such ordinary magic can be done at will, which is somewhat similar to the characteristics of a life expert.

After Dumbledore checked it, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were stretched a little.

"Mr. Hope, please accept my thanks, it can save many broken families.

Dumbledore said very sincerely, his expression moved, as if he thought of something.

"Just promise me a lot of Galleons. "

Hope said nonchalantly, sitting down casually.

"Of course, I can guarantee this. It just takes some time for the Ministry of Magic. Of course, if you need it urgently... Hogwarts doesn't have any extra Galleons to advance.

Dumbledore blinked his eyes and made a joke in a good mood.

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore, if you don't mind, I want to ask you one thing, do you know how the Philosopher's Stone is made?"

This sentence directly poured cold water on the atmosphere on the scene.

Dumbledore looked at Hope with a meaningful look. He didn't expect Hope to discuss this matter openly.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore sighed softly, then broke the silence and said slowly.

"Of course, I heard my old friend talk about this, but I think you need to know that the Philosopher's Stone is not as good as you think. The price it needs to pay is far more than you think. I hope you can use it carefully instead of indulging in its power."

Dumbledore warned Hope very seriously. If it weren't for the fact that Hope would not think of preparing the potion of immortality in a short time at his age, he might not allow the Philosopher's Stone to stay in Hope's hands.

With Tom's lesson, he has more patience for a little wizard like Hope. He actually wants to slowly influence Hope before he can use the power of the Philosopher's Stone.

"You make sense."

Hope agreed seriously, but it is unknown what he thought in his heart.

Dumbledore felt a little powerless in his heart as he stared at Hope's blue eyes with deep eyes under his glasses.

He knew that the 11-year-old wizard in front of him seemed to be more talented than Tom back then. Although he did not use Legilimency, at his level, Legilimency became an instinct.

Of course, he would not explore the privacy of a little wizard wantonly, and it was a burden to open Legilimency all year round, which required him to bear all kinds of emotions, which was not good.

A Legilimency master like him had long been able to manipulate freely and could restrain himself at ordinary times, but even so, he could still sense the other person's emotions through his eyes and know whether a person was lying, instead of snooping into the memories of ten people.

However, he had already felt that he seemed to have lost this ability when facing Hope. He seemed to be facing a pool of dead water without a trace of life, without any emotional feedback, which was not normal.

......Please give me flowers...

Even if he mastered the brain occlusion technique, it would not be like this. Emotions still exist, but they will not fluctuate much. He is like a quiet handsome man, energetic but not active.

But...Hope now seemed to be immune to his Legilimency, which made Dumbledore feel that there seemed to be more mysteries hidden in this little wizard. Although he was very curious, he did not really activate Legilimency in the end.

"The Philosopher's Stone is very special. Its maker once told me that even he could not make a second Philosopher's Stone."

"Why?"

Hope's eyes widened slightly and asked curiously.

"Because it is more like a gift from God. This is what my old friend said. It is a gift from God.

Dumbledore seemed to be lost in memories, and his eyes were a little erratic.

Hope did not rush to ask, but waited patiently.

"My old friend has been making a second Philosopher's Stone all his life.

If it is just for immortality, one Philosopher's Stone is enough.

This is just his obsession, but this obsession was completely let go decades ago, because he finally determined that making the Philosopher's Stone was just an extremely lucky thing. "

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Dumbledore said slowly, with some emotion in his tone. After all, Nicolas Flamel created the first Philosopher's Stone several centuries ago, but spent hundreds of years without any results.

In Hope's expectant eyes, Dumbledore told the truth.

"Because the material of the Philosopher's Stone is the only one in the world, it is better to say that the Philosopher's Stone is the Philosopher's Stone rather than that my old friend created the Philosopher's Stone.

The raw material of the Philosopher's Stone is an extremely special crystal stone, which contains powerful magical magic. "

Hope opened his mouth slightly after hearing this. So this is the answer?

He was a little distracted for a moment, and his fingers pinched his chin involuntarily, thinking about something.

Perhaps even a learned wizard like Dumbledore may not know that magic actually originated from a real dragon creature.

The origin of all magic comes from a magical dragon from outer space.

Since the Philosopher's Stone is such a special existence, I don't know if it will be related to the real dragon. Anyway, in terms of history, magic must not be longer than the days when the real dragon came.

Maybe I can ask the dragon turtle later, after all, it is the real living fossil.

"I see, thank you for your answer."

Hope came back to his senses, looked at Dumbledore's eyes, and immediately agreed.

After that, Hope stood up and prepared to leave.

"I will ask them to speed up the Ministry of Magic's Galleons. "

Before leaving, Dumbledore mentioned it again. After all, it was a lot of Galleons.

Hope nodded casually, not taking it to heart. With Dumbledore around, he wouldn't be owed Galleons.

Soon the afternoon passed, and the little wizards were more excited than each other. Those who wanted to go home gathered in the hall and lined up in front of the tall Hagrid, holding suitcases in their hands.

Hope and Harry were also here, waving to Hermione in the queue as a farewell.

And when Hagrid and the others left, Hope also used the stealth feature in front of Harry and the others [and directly Apparated back to his old villa in Harry's envious eyes.