Settle at Hogwarts

After bidding farewell to Dumbledore and returning to Axel Manor, as soon as Tabor entered the house, he saw his parents leaning on each other on the sofa.

"I'm going to France before school starts." After Tubo finished speaking, he was about to get into the fireplace.

"Here comes Tabor."

Tabor felt an irresistible pull from behind, and then he flew back and landed on the sofa in front of his father.

"Where did you just say you were going?"

Tabor felt his fragile ears being slowly lifted up, and a cute smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Mom, can you let go of my ears first?"

Inas thought for a while and felt that she should ask about the situation first, so she let go of her hand and sat next to Axel, staring at her son.

"Tell me, why do you suddenly want to go to France? You should know that it is not safe there."

Without hesitation, Tabor explained all the causes and consequences of going to see Nick Flamel. At the same time, he took out the phoenix tail feathers given to him by Dumbledore and showed them to his parents.

Inas heard that it was caused by the box she gave to Tabor, and her expression was obviously tangled.However, after seeing the refined phoenix tail feather, Tabor reluctantly agreed to go to France alone.

After getting the support of his parents, Tabor no longer had to hide in Spider End Alley, but directly asked Duoduo to take the pink box to Axel Manor.

After breakfast the next day, Tabor received the door key brought to him by the owl, which was a small brass clock that had been smashed by violence.

Carrying the box with one hand and firmly grasping the door key with the other, Tabor activated the door key while his parents watched.

"boom!"

Tabor was lying helplessly in a yard with lush vegetation. It was not that he had not learned how to land gracefully after using the portkey, but that the transmission time this time was too long.Well, it must not be because I was born with door key weakness.

"Hey, Tub, are you okay?" Newt's voice contained a smile that couldn't be hidden.

Tabor looked at Newt's face with cute little freckles and the two Bowtruckles looking towards him, and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Okay, are you here to pick me up?" Tabor asked expressionlessly.

"Of course, Nick is waiting for you." Newt walked into the house with Tabor.

"Perenal, stop working, come and sit." Nick sat on the sofa and said towards the direction of the kitchen.

Newt saw this and quickly stepped forward to help.

"Are you Tabor Prince?"

Tabor nodded, then stood the box in his hand in the corner and stood aside with some restraint.

"You're welcome, sit down. Can I call you by your name directly?" Nick's tone was very flat, as if his old body could not support him to show more intense emotions.

"Of course, it's up to you." Tabor sat on the sofa. Under the gaze of an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is your mother all right?"

Tabor blinked, a little surprised that Nick would remember his mother: "Very good, she is living peacefully in Hogsmeade Village now."

"Yeah, it's safer over there than here. Dumbledore is always so trustworthy." Nick sighed, and then said: "Your grandfather was a genius. After the accident in his alchemy experiment, your mother didn't want to Accepting the legacy of Beauxbatons, I have thought about letting Dumbledore inherit this."

Tabor waited quietly for Nick to continue speaking, obediently being a conscientious listener.

"Although Professor Beauxbatons was a little disappointed that he was not Beauxbatons' student, he agreed. But Dumbledore didn't want it. He was a young man with a strong sense of justice, and he felt that the inheritance should belong to your grandfather. The heir is you."

Tabor didn't expect that Dumbledore actually knew everything: "Then, what if I have no interest in alchemy?"

"Then it will be inherited by your bloodline or a selected student. Dumbledore said you want to be a professor in the future, didn't he?"

Tabor suddenly felt that the so-called Beauxbatons alchemy inheritance didn't seem to be very important. Is the choice of successor so casual?

"Do you think it's very casual? In fact, it is precisely because students and blood can be used as the basis for inheritance that this inheritance can be passed down for so long, and it contains more and more things."

After Nick Flamel finished speaking, he waved his magic wand, and a portrait of Ms. Beauxbatons and two unknown metal balls floated out from the back room.

"Tub, we meet again." Ms. Beauxbatons was obviously very happy to see Tab here.

"Hello, Principal Beauxbatons."

The background of Ms. Beauxbatons's painting is very simple, and the most eye-catching thing is probably the box at her feet.

"Okay, let's try it." Nick urged, and even Newt and Perenal came over.

"What should I do?" Tabor asked in confusion, holding the two pieces of metal.

"First inject magic into a piece, and then use your imagination to think of it as an alchemical product. The more detailed and complex you think about it, the better." Beauxbatons said expectantly.

"Alchemy products? Metals, steel..." Tabor thought of many things in his mind. Pictures passed through his mind, and finally stopped at the Shandong aircraft carrier that he had seen before.

It was the country's first independently developed aircraft carrier. It should be complicated enough to condense the image of such a large aircraft carrier into this small piece of metal.

Under the gazes of Nick and others, the metal held by Tabor began to gradually change.

"This seems to be a ship. It looks a bit like a cruise ship, but it's a little weird." Newt couldn't understand the meaning of this test, and only thought that the cruise ship that Tubo had in mind might be a little out of shape.

Nick and Beauxbatons' expressions became more and more solemn, because they could no longer see the changes in the metal with their naked eyes, but Tabor's movements and the surrounding magic fluctuations clearly told them that Tabor's shape was still there. continue.

Perenal returned to the kitchen out of boredom. Compared to alchemy, making delicious food was more interesting to her.

"Nick, do you think we should wake him up? There seems to be no need to continue this step." Beauxbatons said with some worry.

"No, I want to see how long he can last." Nick's tone was full of expectation.

When Tabor finished making the pilot in the last fighter plane on the deck, he suddenly felt dizzy.The metal block in his hand also slipped directly out of his hand, and was dragged by the floating spell when it was about to hit the ground.