Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

Chapter 284 The Mystery of Nicoléme’s Lifespan

"I never thought I would be back here in a few days." Dean said to himself after apparating at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, looking at the familiar scenery.

Unfortunately, it was not the flower elf Eve who greeted him this time, but the erratic Delphi.

"Andy~ We meet again~" Delphi greeted him pretending to be affectionate, and his pride was palpable.

"Are you still embarrassed to come see me?" Dean's face suddenly darkened.

"Of course~ I'm here to remind you that according to our bet, you should leave Europa for a while." Delphi looked in a very good mood.

"If you are itchy, just say so. I don't mind teaching you another painful lesson." Dean was still a little bit upset about Delphi cheating and using a time turner to win the bet.

"It seems that you already know where you lost~" Delphi teased, "It was your own mistake for not prohibiting the use of time turners - you can't afford to lose, can you?"

"Since I lost, of course I will admit defeat, but you have to tell me, how long did it take to understand the manuscript to the extent that Du Plessis could approve it?" Dean asked.

When Delphi heard this, his face darkened immediately, and he said coyly: "Ten... no, 30 days, a month..."

"Then I'm relieved." Dean showed a relieved expression. He only lost to the time turner, rather than having his IQ crushed. This result is acceptable.

"Hey, what's that expression on your face? You can laugh if you want!" Delphi already knew how much time Dean spent to read the note. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to use the time turner to rush to Dean before he could see him. Plessy.

"I'm just thinking that if I look for it now, I will definitely see the other you who is studying the manuscript. The scene must be very moving." Dean hinted Delphi to stop playing tricks, otherwise her plan will be revealed in a minute. Total failure.

"You won't find it!"

"Oh? Why don't we make another bet?" Dean raised his eyelids and asked eagerly.

"Tch~ I won't give you a chance to regain your position~" Delphi stopped immediately.

"I will leave Europa for a while as promised. You don't need to come here to supervise me." Dean said.

"You take yourself too seriously. We just met by chance, and I'm just reminding you to admit defeat~" Delphi raised her head like a proud little rooster.

"What are you doing here at Beauxbatons?" Dean would not believe Delphi's lies.

"Of course it's to meet my dear Grandpa and Grandma Lemay~"

"Pfft~ What did you say? When did they become your grandparents?" Dean choked on his own saliva.

"A long, long time ago, when I was still very young... No, to be precise, it was a long, long time in the future, a future that is even more distant than the time you came~" A trace of confusion flashed in Delphi's eyes.

"Well, I probably understand what you mean..." Dean suddenly raised his head when he said this: "That's not right! Before you were born, Mr. and Mrs. Flamel should have died due to the destruction of the Magic Stone."

"Do you have any misunderstanding? Who told you that after the Magic Stone is destroyed, they will die naturally?" Delphi covered his mouth and chuckled.

Dean was a little confused.

He almost forgot that Nico Flamel was the maker of the Philosopher's Stone. If he could create one piece, he could create the second one...

Not right, absolutely not right.

If Dumbledore persuaded Flamel to destroy the Philosopher's Stone after the first year, there would be no need for him to create another one, otherwise it would still arouse the covetousness of Voldemort, and the destruction of the first Philosopher's Stone would be meaningless.

So something must be wrong.

"You are such a fool!" Seeing Dean's confused expression, Delphi couldn't help but said angrily.

Dean was agitated, and he remembered the unfinished rescue mission. Didn't he come to this era just to discover the secret of the Philosopher's Stone, and then go back to the future to save Nico Flamel?

Could it be that because his rescue operation was successful and Nicolas Flamel lived until Delphi was born, there was an intersection between them?

"Do the LeMays of this era know you exist?" Dean couldn't help but ask.

"Of course - don't know!" Delphi deliberately lengthened his tone and almost dodged Dean's waist.

"Then you almost misunderstood me by saying that just now." Dean said angrily. There was no doubt that he had been tricked by Delphi again.

"I never said that Grandpa Lemay and the others know me now, it's all your guess~" Delphi said proudly, "But although they don't know me yet, it's enough as long as I know them - I I’m warning you, don’t make any crooked ideas!”

"I should say this, right? What can I think of them? Your motives are very questionable." Dean looked at Delphi and said.

Is she planning to steal the Philosopher's Stone from this era and then go back to the future to save her parents?

"Don't think that I am so miserable, they are them and I am me!" Delphi seemed to have guessed something and said angrily.

"Who are they?" Dean asked deliberately.

"Of course my parents!" Delphi rolled her eyes at Dean, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

"Did I show it so obviously?" Dean touched his nose, feeling so embarrassed that his thoughts were easily seen through.

If the system hadn't prompted him, he would have seriously suspected that Delphi had used Legilimency on him.

"Well, I think you'd better wear a mask, otherwise everything can be seen on your face - hasn't anyone warned you before? You are simply a model of having everything written on your face!"

Dean's face suddenly became extremely ugly?Could it be that what Delphi said was true?

"Mr. White? Why did you leave and come back in such a short period of time?" While the two were talking, Jacques Noel came out from the direction of Beauxbatons, followed behind him by a gloomy-looking, slender figure. Thin young man.

"Professor Noel, I heard that Master Flamel has returned to Beauxbatons, so I came here to visit." Dean said quickly.

"You are really well-informed~" the young man behind Jacques said in a sinister tone.

"This is..." Dean had the impression that he had never seen this young man before, and he didn't understand where his hostility came from.

"Reynard Constantine, the warrior representing Beauxbatons in this Triwizard Tournament." Constantine introduced himself.

"It's so ridiculous~ It's the first time I've met someone who claims to be a Triwizard Warrior without being certified by the Goblet of Fire. Are you Beauxbatons students so thick-skinned?" Delphi sneered.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to say that?" Constantine jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"I'm just Mr. White's follower - I will never allow anyone to despise him!" Delphi's answer set off alarm bells in Dean's mind. What kind of trouble is this woman planning?