HP CH 31: Philosopher's Stone and the new customer.

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"So it's reasonable for someone to want to steal the Philosopher's Stone like this." Hermione said: "Who wouldn't like a thing that can make people live forever and make unlimited gold?"

"But, since there are such good things, why not make more?" Hermione asked with some confusion.

"I think it's not that they don't want to do it, but they can't do it." Ryan replied.

"Why? Since you can do it once, then after mastering the method, it shouldn't be much difficult the second time."

"When I was in the Hogwarts Library, I read several books about alchemy. Although I don't understand much, I remember one thing very clearly. The core of alchemy is the principle of equivalent exchange."

Ryan waited for Hermione to nod and then said, "Then think about it, from the perspective of equivalent exchange, what kind of things can increase life against the laws of nature and change anything to gold?"

Hermione thought for a while and suddenly covered her mouth with her hand as if she was frightened.

"You have also thought about it. Only with life as a price can there be such a powerful effect."

"But... but. Nicolas Flamel is a friend of Professor Dumbledore, he shouldn't be a bad guy. " Hermione stammered.

Ryan knew that Hermione had misunderstood it. "I didn't say that Nicolas Flamel was a murderer. It's just that when he made the Philosopher's Stone, a large-scale Black Death and smallpox broke out in his residence in Paris. Given the scientific level of that era, infectious diseases caused a lot of deaths. For example. When the Black Death broke out in 1353, the death rate in Paris was 40 times higher than usual. In the 1418 smallpox outbreak, at least 60,000 people died in Paris within one and a half months. The loss of these lives is likely to provide enough juice for the production of the Philosopher's Stone. But then there will be very few such opportunities."

"I remember there seemed to be a paragraph in the elementary school history class related to it too." Hermione nodded in agreement. "Then let's write a letter to Harry and Ron telling them that we have figured it out. Then Harry and Ron won't have to worry about this during the Christmas holidays."

"I think they might have forgotten about it a long time ago." Ryan said.

Finally, because Hermione had something to do, Ryan ran to Diagon Alley alone and wrote today's findings to an owl to send it to Harry.

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As Ryan expected, Harry didn't use the vacation to look for information. He and Ron had a lot of fun and didn't have much thought about Nicolas Flamel.

The dormitory is completely under their control, and the number of people in the common room is much less than usual. They can occupy a few more comfortable armchairs by the fire. When they received the letter from Ryan, they were sitting there, eating all the food that could be picked with a fork — bread, pasta, mushrooms, and were devising plans to mess with Malfoy, even though none of these plans were possible, but it's fun to fantasize.

"Hey, Harry, there is a letter outside." Ron saw an owl standing outside the window, pecking at the glass window.

Harry opened the window, and a gust of wind blew snow across his face. He took the letter, then fed a small piece of butter bread to the owl. After the owl ate the bread, it flapped its wings and flew away.

"Who sent it?" Ron asked.

Harry tore open the envelope and looked at it, and said to Ron: "Ryan's letter, it says that he and Hermione have found who Nicolas Flamel is, and they will tell us about him when they come back from the holiday."

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that Ryan and Hermione, two people who like to read books, are better at these kind of things. It's okay to leave it to them." Ron said to Harry, lying lazily in the armchair.

After that, they completely let go of the matter from their hearts. Ron began to teach Harry how to play wizard chess. Wizard chess is exactly the same as Muggle chess, but its pieces are all alive, so it makes people feel more like commanding an army.

It's just that Harry, who used borrowed pieces to play with, is really not as good as Ron, who uses his grandfather's ancestral wizard chess pieces. These chess pieces lashed out at Harry's chess pieces crazily, making him dizzy.

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After sending the letter to Harry, Ryan returned to his usual homework routine of the last few days before Christmas, also casually chatted with his parents during the break, decorating the home, and repaired some faulty things in the storage room... As he came in contact with more and more mechanical products, Ryan's mastery of "Winterhome Industial Manual" is also getting higher and higher.

On the day before Christmas Eve, Ryan even repaired the old typewriter in the corner of the storage room. This made Mr. Lambert very happy. Because this was once used by his grandfather and was later given to him as a gift for graduating from elementary school.

Sally polished every button and every part of the typewriter and placed it in the living room as an ornament.

In the afternoon, Ryan decided to go out. After all, he had been working on his homework for a few days continuously, so he never went out.

Just walked into the park and he didn't look even have the time to look around, suddenly Myriad Realms General Store told him that a new customer had come.

Ryan quickly found the public toilet, got into a compartment and locked the door, then went to the Myriad Realms General Store.

When he arrived in the store, Ryan realized that there was already a guest standing there waiting.

This man is a slightly fat middle-aged man who looked a little cringe. He was wearing a homespun cloth, shaved head, and had a pigtail behind him.

When he saw Ryan suddenly appear in the store, he hurriedly knelt down and shouted for help from the gods.

Ryan quickly went around the counter and pulled him up on his feet. After all, a man of his father's age kneeled in front of him and kowtowed, which is really hard to accept.

"Well, you must have something you need help with. If you have any queries, please tell me quickly. Otherwise, how will I know how to help you."

After hearing this, the man was about to kneel again, but Ryan stopped him by giving him an angry look, even Ryan was surprised that it worked.

"My name is Pok. Because my master was framed by an evil person, my master and I were exiled to Heilongjiang. Now my master's wife has just given birth to a baby. The cold in the dwelling where we live is too heavy, and the baby is ill. I walked around in the yard anxiously at night, and then I heard a voice and I came here following that voice. Immortal master, you must save us."

Ryan felt a sense of familiarity with this plot. After thinking for a while, a memory of his previous life suddenly resurfaced.

"Is your master the genius doctor?"

"Huh? " Pok opened his mouth in surprise. "The Immortal knows about my master?"

Ryan waved his hand pretending to be mysterious: "They complained when they were drinking with the impermanence. Your master caused them to run empty many times."

"Then is my master is all right?" Pok asked.

"It's okay, your master has accumulated a lot of karma. All they can do is complain."

"Now that you've told me your worries, I have to find a way to help you."

After speaking, Ryan sat behind the counter. Putting one hand on his chin, he started to think. Pok did not dare to move carelessly.

A few minutes later, Ryan clapped his hands, "I know what to do."

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