Chapter 496 Les: Gryffindor, I Will Definitely Resurrect You!

"Lies, long time no see!" Cedric showed a happy expression when he saw that the person who called him was Les.

This guy disappeared for half a semester, which made them, old acquaintances, quite worried. But fortunately, judging from his complexion, he should be fine.

"It's true that I haven't seen you for a while. I was seriously injured in the alchemy world before, so I had to find a place to recuperate for a while."

"Is that so? It seems that you have recovered well." Cedric nodded with a smile, and was sincerely happy for Les's recovery.

"Are there any plans for the holiday? I heard that you were invited by Yang Qingyue to visit his sect before?"

"That's true." Cedric nodded, "But didn't Professor Dumbledore say..."

"It's not a big problem." Les waved his hand, indicating that as long as his own strength is strong enough, he can ignore Dumbledore's words.

Les's confidence is not blind, but because he really has this strength. After all, he is one of the people behind Dumbledore and the source of Dumbledore's confidence.

Cedric:?

"This is not good..." He was a little tempted.

Yang Qingyue's invitation was very attractive to him, and he really wanted to go to the distant East to explore the mysterious oriental magic.

"What's wrong with it? Professor White should have explained it to you, right?" Rice leaned towards Cedric mysteriously and whispered to him, "The real reason why Dumbledore warned everyone."

Cedric said "hmm".

The teacher did tell him that the seal of the underworld was broken, and many dangerous things might happen during the summer vacation. He asked him to be careful, not to run around, and not to be too far away from the British Isles.

He was not very clear about the "Penglai" mentioned by Yang Qingyue, but it was obviously very far away from the UK.

"The danger actually comes from the evil spirits that slipped out of the underworld, but if we are stronger than the evil spirits, then the source of danger is actually us - the evil spirits are worried about encountering us, right?"

Cedric suddenly felt like he had suddenly realized something.

At this moment, the outside world was like a forest, and the identities of predators and prey were changing all the time.

"Then..."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and make the appointment!" Rice said in Cedric's ear with a seductive voice.

Cedric felt that what Rice said made sense. But before leaving, he realized a small problem.

"Rice, where do you plan to go in the summer vacation?"

A bright smile appeared on Rice's face: "I plan to go to Yang Qingyue's hometown with you."

"Sure enough!" Now Cedric understood why Rice urged him to go to Yang Qingyue's appointment. It turned out that he also wanted to see the oriental magic!

Cedric had no objection.

He felt that it was safer to go together. He still remembered that he was ambushed by the Secret Society when he acted alone last time. In such a troubled time, we should stick together.

Cedric did not have any prejudice against Rice because he did not even participate in the finals of the championship. As someone who played against Hermione in the semi-finals, he knew Rice's true strength too well.

Hermione won the championship by relying on the shadow of Rice in the field!

The shadow is so powerful, how strong must the real person be? Cedric has always believed that Rice is the best fighter of their generation, but he has always kept a low profile.

The reason for withdrawing from the competition due to serious injury is actually quite suspicious.

After the two reached an agreement, Cedric took Rice to find Yang Qingyue.

As expected by Rice, Yang Qingyue had no objection to Cedric's request to bring a partner with him.

The three agreed that they would set off as soon as the school year ended.

"How to get there? Take a plane to fly there first--"

"Depend on this." Yang Qingyue took out a few small flags from his arms, with some patterns painted on them that the two could not understand.

"As long as we insert them into the ground to form a formation, we can echo the formation I left in other places before, and then teleport us back." Yang Qingyue introduced it.

Rice and Cedric both widened their eyes.

They had never experienced this kind of teleportation method before, and they must open their eyes today.

Soon, the day of leaving school arrived.

While the young wizards went to the station in Hogsmeade together, Les, Cedric, and Yang Qingyue found a secluded place outside Hogsmeade.

Watching Yang Qingyue stick the small flags into the ground, Les narrowed his eyes.

Amazing!

There were only weak magic fluctuations on those flags, but after being stuck into the ground, they faintly resonated with other flags, amplifying the weak fluctuations a lot.

When the last flag was dropped, the magic fluctuations had become very strong, and even Cedric could easily detect it.

Through the magic fluctuations, Les found that this formation was very similar to his own teleportation magic formation, which was a complex version of Apparition.

The three of them stepped into the formation, and the next moment, their figures disappeared, and the flags on the ground were all broken and turned into a pile of garbage.

Les experienced an experience similar to the Floo Network. After spinning rapidly in the air for a while, the three of them landed in a wilderness.

"Where is this...?" Cedric raised his head and tried to identify their location.

"Transit station." Yang Qingyue showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

His skills were still not good enough to cross the Eurasian continent in one go.

After a while, he set up another formation and prepared for the second teleportation.

Looking at the flags on the ground, Les was embarrassed to ask him how much it would cost for such a teleportation. Maybe it would just be a waste of energy.

After the second teleportation, Les felt a breeze on his face.

"We're here." Yang Qingyue said concisely.

They had arrived at Penglai, the fairy island on the coast of the East China Sea.

Under the leadership of Yang Qingyue, Les and Cedric walked into the mountains on the island.

Yang Qingyue walked in front, holding a burning incense stick in his hand. Les and Cedric followed closely behind him, following his instructions.

As they walked, Les raised his eyebrows.

He could feel that the three of them seemed to have walked into a huge magic circle, just like outsiders entering the territory of Hogwarts.

Although Yang Qingyue had no ill intentions, Les was still secretly alert. He secretly estimated the strength of this defensive magic circle and evaluated whether he could break out with Cedric.

After feeling that he could not be trapped, Rice regained his calm.

Soon, Yang Qingyue brought the two of them to a wooden building that looked ordinary. After pushing the door and walking in, an old man with completely gray hair was lying on a lounge chair basking in the sun.

"Oh? Are there guests?" The old man looked up at Rice and Cedric, his eyes paused on Rice for a moment, and then turned to Yang Qingyue.

"Take the blond boy to the backyard for tea. I have something to talk to the black-haired boy about."

After hearing what his master said, Yang Qingyue looked at Rice in surprise, and without saying much, he took the confused Cedric to the back room.

Rice stayed in the front yard and sat face to face with the old man.

"Daoyou's merits are as great as the creation, and he can even survive the catastrophe of life and death. It's really extraordinary." The old man spoke in fluent English.

Now Rice knew where Yang Qingyue learned English from.

In order to show respect, Rice did not choose to talk to the old man in English, but instead used a language proficiency technique on himself.

"Now we can communicate without any obstacles."

"Your spells are convenient."

"Magic is like this, there are many magics that make life easier."

"Does reincarnation magic count?"

"Oh?"

"I'm afraid you haven't lived for one life? Such means really amaze me."

Rice calculated and felt that strictly speaking, he had only lived two lives. The transformation into a snake and shedding skin in the first life was just a way to increase life span, and the subsequent reincarnation was the official start of the second life.

"I would like to congratulate you for taking a step that ordinary people cannot achieve on the road to longevity."

"I can share the method with you-"

"No need, birth, aging, illness and death are the common sense of the operation of heaven and earth, and I have no intention of breaking it." The old man and Rice looked at each other.

Rice found that the old man's eyes were very clear and bright, which made him think of Dumbledore.

But the old man was unwilling to accept his "good intentions", which was very troublesome. For no reason, why should he help him remove Loki's soul from Godric's body?

"I think we should be more straightforward." Les decided to get straight to the point, "I have a good friend who is possessed by a god. Do you have any way to expel his soul from his body? I heard that your magicians in the East have a deep study of the soul..."

"Possession?" The old man fell into thought.

"There is a way." After a few seconds, he replied lightly, "There is a kind of elixir that can help people's souls leave their bodies after taking it. If your friend is possessed by someone, then taking this elixir can make the other person's soul leave his friend's body."

Les' eyes suddenly widened.

This is simply great news!

"Excuse me--" Les also understood the principle of not receiving rewards without merit, so he wanted to know what price he had to pay in exchange for such an elixir.

"It's not easy to refine this pill," the old man said in a much lighter voice, "It requires a lot of rare ancient medicines, and the refining techniques are almost lost. The materials consumed cannot be measured by money. Even so, do you still want a pill? Is it really worth it, that person?"

Les glanced at him and his tone became firm.

"Just make an offer, no matter how much, I will find a way. He still has a mission to complete."

'Gryffindor, I will definitely resurrect you! 'Les said silently in his heart, 'The founders have decided that you will be the next headmaster of Hogwarts, this is a mission you can't get rid of! '

The old man felt the rock-hard will in Les's tone, which also surprised him greatly: I didn't expect that a person at this level would still be so reluctant to let go.

He told Les that he didn't need those things like Galleons and Zhuoguo, what he needed was "mutual exchange of what he had".

Les understood the other party's needs.

The old man in front of him actually had something in common with Rowena. What he needed was "knowledge", knowledge about Western magic.

Coincidentally, he is a rich man in terms of money, and a leading rich man in the field of knowledge.

Les took out a pen and paper and wrote down his feelings about magic and the field.

As for the consequences of the leakage of this knowledge, he didn't care - these things were placed in the library of Hogwarts, and could those little wizards learn all of them? Stop it.

The old man stood up tremblingly and went to prepare the materials for alchemy.

In the following days, Rice and Cedric stayed on Penglai Island temporarily until the date of alchemy chosen by the old man arrived.

During this period, Cedric wandered around Penglai Island with Yang Qingyue, and his footprints were all over the island. Yang Qingyue even took him to the shore.

Rice stayed in the house all the time, silently writing down the wealth he needed to pay to the old man.

Dense words were written on one piece of paper after another, but the old man never stopped, so Rice didn't stop writing.

It was not until the day of alchemy that the old man asked Rice to put down his pen and come to the alchemy room to watch him refine the "Shenyou Taixu Pill".

Rice readily agreed.

He thought that maybe he could get some inspiration from the oriental alchemy to improve his potion making skills.

A huge Tai Chi diagram was painted on the floor of the alchemy room, and at the eye of Tai Chi, there was a bronze tripod as tall as an adult's forearm.

The old man stood between the two tripods, quietly waiting for the arrival of the auspicious time.

When the auspicious time came, he lit a pile of fire under each of the two tripods, and then threw a pile of medicinal materials and animal products into them.

Rice frowned, and his trust in the old man was lost bit by bit with the old man's actions.

Because in his eyes, the old man just burned a pile of things into ashes. Those materials that were said to be very precious did not produce any strange phenomena in the tripod, nor did they resonate with the surrounding natural environment.

Let alone bring any inspiration to himself in the field of potions, if this scene appeared in Snape's potion class, Snape would have rolled up his sleeves and started hitting people on the back of the head with the textbook.

When the old man poured two balls of ashes into a box and rolled them into a big mud ball with honey, Les was already a little bit exhausted.

He began to seriously think about the possibility of being defrauded.

'Not really, not really... His nest is here, he can't run away. ' Les kept enlightening himself in his heart.

While Les enlightened himself, the old man rolled the mud ball into a long strip, and then cut it into pills with a wooden utensil.

After shaking it in the wooden box for a while, more than ten round, golden pills were ready.

The old man took out a hollowed-out gourd, poured the pills into it, and handed the gourd to Les.

"Take it with warm water, one pill will work, and the rest will be given to you by me."

Les:...

He didn't know what to say for a moment, but just silently put the gourd into his arms.

Now it's time to go back to Hogwarts to feed Godric the medicine.

Les secretly swore in his heart that if the pills didn't work, he would come back to ask for an explanation!

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